Chapter 33: Playing the Piano Is Out of the Question

Fortunately, Xia Yu was not a novice.

After his proficient introduction, Xu Youxiang asked some embarrassing questions, but finally believed Xia Yu.

Letting out a sigh of relief, Xia Yu secretly thought how close it had been.

After the “self-validation,” the relationship between Xia Yu and Xu Youxiang eased somewhat.

Regarding Xia Yu’s proposal to pay her, Xu Youxiang didn’t say anything, which was her silent agreement.

At 8 o’clock, before the doctor came to remove the tubes, Xia Yu returned to his own body.

Now, he was on his way to school.

He wasn’t carrying his backpack because today was the Culture Festival.

As he walked, he pondered how to make some money.

Although he now earned a decent salary, he had only worked for a few days, so there was no way his wages could be paid in advance. The only money he had access to was his remaining 2,000 yuan in savings.

With only 2,000 yuan, what could he do? He couldn’t possibly offer Xu Youxiang a summer job wage of ten or so yuan per hour, which was meant to trick college students into doing hard labor.

With these worries, he entered the school.

On both sides of the school’s main road, there were small stalls, not yet open for business. These were set up by students themselves. Many students, with not much academic pressure, enjoyed making snacks.

Passing the snack stalls, he reached the central courtyard, the area for club performances—archery, tai chi, chess, and meditation clubs were all there. However, the most eye-catching were the girls from the anime club.

Dressed in revealing cosplay outfits, they were giving out visual treats for the male population.

Yes, male compatriots—the girls were only girls for these two days.

There were originally some girls who liked anime, but due to the overwhelming number of otaku guys in the anime club, those girls were discouraged from joining.

Passing through the courtyard and climbing the stairs, Xia Yu arrived at his classroom.

Half of the desks and chairs in the classroom were placed in an adjacent empty classroom, while the other half were arranged into long tables on both sides.

Several students were adjusting the positions of the desks.

In the center of the classroom was the piano’s spot, but the piano had not yet arrived.

Seeing Xia Yu, the monitor excitedly stood up. He first opened the classroom door, a large wooden double door wide enough to allow the piano to pass through.

“Come on, let’s go carry the piano together. You can just watch and make sure nothing gets damaged.” The monitor pulled Xia Yu along and led four male classmates down the corridor to the fourth floor, knocking on the door of the teacher’s office.

“Come in!” came the music teacher’s voice.

The monitor entered the room: “Teacher, I’m here to get the key to the piano room.”

Days earlier, the monitor had reserved the piano in the piano room with the music teacher.

The young music teacher’s face turned awkward. Instead of handing over the key, she clasped her hands apologetically and said to the monitor:

“Sorry, I forgot that I had already promised the Wind Ensemble. They’ve already taken the piano away!”

“Eh?” The monitor was greatly disappointed. “Then what should we do?”

“Really sorry,” the young teacher who had just graduated felt very guilty. “You wanted to do that… Oh, right, the Music Appreciation Tea Party, right?”

“Yes, but without a piano, we can’t just use a phone to play background music!” The monitor was troubled.

“I can play the flute. Let me help you play the flute!” The music teacher was thinking of ways to make amends.

Looking at the music teacher, whose appearance was about an 80 out of 100 in terms of makeup, Xia Yu imagined the scene.

Morning sunlight poured through the windows into the classroom, falling at the feet of the young music teacher. She smiled slightly, picked up a flute, and put it into her mouth.

What an absurd image.

The monitor also felt it was unreliable: “Playing the flute? Are we in elementary school or something?”

Seeing that the music teacher was also helpless, he sighed: “Forget it. It’s not right to bother the teacher with our class performance.”

“Really, really sorry.” The music teacher took out her cherished cola, sprite, preserved plums, and melon seeds to treat Xia Yu and the five others, but they declined.

“Now we’re in trouble.” The monitor was very discouraged.

Seeing the students’ downcast expressions and recalling the girls who were currently setting up the classroom and had been anxiously hovering around him the day before, Xia Yu thought for a moment and pointed to a violin in a cabinet nearby: “Teacher, can we borrow this?”

“A violin? Well, you can borrow it, but can you play it? Let me warn you, I’m really bad at it.” The music teacher replied.

The violin was a much harder instrument to learn than the piano, so few people chose to study it.

“You know how to play the violin, Xia Yu?” The monitor was delighted.

“A little. Not as long as I’ve practiced piano.” Xia Yu said.

In fact, he had never even touched a violin before. However, the skills An Siyao gave him weren’t limited to piano, but covered a broad category of music, naturally including the violin.

As soon as he saw the violin, he felt a sense of familiarity, and many techniques surfaced in his mind.

“That’s great!” The monitor clapped his hands, helped Xia Yu take the violin from the glass cabinet, and placed it in the case provided by the music teacher.

“By the way, teacher, if you’re not good at the violin, why do you even have one?” Xia Yu asked curiously.

“I just think it looks classy to put a violin in a glass cabinet!” The music teacher said proudly.

“…” Xia Yu, who had expected to hear an inspiring story, was left speechless.

After the monitor finished packing, the group carried the case and left, returning to their classroom.

The girls had already laid tablecloths on the desks, placed candles, hung colored ribbons from the ceiling, and floated some balloons. The entire classroom had taken on a pink atmosphere.

Seeing their return, the girls asked curiously: “Where’s the piano?”

“Gone. The Wind Ensemble borrowed it,” the monitor replied.

“Then what are we going to do!” The girls became upset.

Because of the two girls who had followed Xia Yu and spread the news, all the female classmates knew that Xia Yu could play the piano—and play it well. They had been looking forward to today.

“It’s okay, we still have the violin.” The monitor raised his backpack proudly.

Compared to the piano, the violin was more refined and elegant. Since many people studied the piano, but few learned the violin.

“Xia Yu can play the violin too?” The girls looked at Xia Yu in surprise.

They were already amazed that he could play the piano, but learning piano in one’s spare time was somewhat understandable. However, adding violin on top of that would take a significant amount of time.

“Uh-huh.” Xia Yu simply responded.

He took the case from the monitor, took out the violin.

First, he tested the strings. Because the music teacher had only used it as a decoration, the tuning was off.

He adjusted the tuning pegs, first tuning the A string by ear, then tuning the rest.

He checked the bow, which was relatively well-preserved.

After placing the violin under his chin, the classroom fell silent, with both boys and girls watching him expectantly.

At this moment, Xia Yu was deep in thought:

What should I do if I don’t know any violin pieces?

Well, I’ll just play a piano piece then.