The Soon-to-Be-Complete Dancer

"Welcome back," the girl's voice echoed in his mind.

"Um," in front of Xia Yu, was the familiar piano.

As he put his fingers on the piano, he sighed at the touch that he had missed for two days.

He began by playing the Guda Etude to get used to the touch.

The Guda Etude was not a beautiful piece nor an impassioned one, but its charm lay in its vivid portrayal of a young person's spiritual journey as they embarked on a new path.

The first part was curiosity and pleasure; although the young person had encountered some setbacks on the new path, he quickly overcame these difficulties with hard work.

The second part was confusion and anger, with the youth experiencing great hardship and not finding a way out despite constant attempts and seeking help.

The third part was common and indifferent; having finally overcome the hardships, the young man looked back on the scenery of his journey without any emotional fluctuations, his skills now skilled and the cliffs of previous days now a leisurely stroll.

After finishing the piece, Xia Yu dropped his hands, marveling at the exquisite skill of his own craftsmanship.

Originally, he just wanted to be a pianist, performing in a café on a street corner for money, but now he felt he had grown fond of the piano.

Perhaps it was because he had progressed too quickly, producing the illusion that he was a genius that misled him, but at least he did derive some pleasure from it.

After resting for a few seconds, he used a five times experience card in his props and practiced the Pope's Dancer.

Four hours later, An Siyao exclaimed in amazement, "You've improved even faster than before!"

Xia Yu smiled, very satisfied with the effects of the five times experience card. At this rate, after one more day, he could learn the piece and begin his career as a pianist.

"Do you want to eat something?" An Siyao asked again.

The girl's words surprised Xia Yu, as this was the first time he'd heard her offer him something to eat.

"What is it?" Xia Yu asked.

"White jade dumplings."

"Eat!" Closing the piano lid, Xia Yu was already a little anxious.

"Um, in two more minutes, the maid will bring them over," seeing Xia Yu's happy face, An Siyao also became happy.

"Did you ask the maid to prepare it in advance?" Xia Yu was surprised, thinking that the timid girl wouldn't dare to make such a request.

"I tried mentioning it, and I didn't expect Aunt Dong to agree immediately," An Siyao's words were filled with gratitude.

If she had wanted to eat this dessert before, she would have been rejected and educated, but now the head maid didn't say anything and began preparing it.

Moreover, the original schedule arranged by the head maid for her, Monday and Wednesday flower arrangement, Tuesday and Thursday piano, Wednesday and Friday painting, and evening classes on Saturday, she now doesn't have to worry about them at all.

"You can make more requests. Those maids are just maids. You are the real master of this house, and they should revolve around you."

After saying this, Xia Yu thought about the school matters.

He asked, "How are you at school? After the misunderstanding was cleared, has Feng Yumo not caused you any more trouble?"

"No." An Siyao shook her head. She hesitated for a moment and didn't tell Xia Yu that she felt that the sister duo's gazes on her were a bit strange.

Thinking of the two sisters, she became a little nervous, "Do you like slim girls who look a bit like boys?"

She was describing Feng Yujia.

"That's not my type. What's up?" Xia Yu didn't realize who An Siyao was talking about, as no one could associate with someone he had only met once, and that too in another girl's body.

He thought An Siyao was talking about herself, but after looking down at her body, he realized that she didn't fit the slim description.

Although An Siyao had no particularly outstanding features, her body curves were perfect, making her a genuine classical beauty.

"Do you like short girls, who look like middle school or elementary school students?" An Siyao asked about Feng Yumo.

"Average." Xia Yu answered. He didn't have any particular interest in cute girls but didn't dislike them either.

"What about the two combined?"

"???"

Can they be combined?

"Probably average?" Xia Yu wasn't sure. For such a thing, it's best to analyze specific girls concretely, but it seems like it's not possible conceptually, "I'm not interested in special body types."

"Hmm." An Siyao became happy.

This left Xia Yu puzzled, not understanding what the girl meant by "hmm." Wouldn't it be more normal to reply with something like "oh"?

While he was puzzled, there was a knock on the door, and the head maid arrived at the piano room with a plate of meatballs.

As he ate the white jade balls with a bamboo stick, Xia Yu's taste buds were satisfied.

"I can ask the chef to make them every day." An Siyao said carefully. She had some private thoughts in this sentence, for fear that Xia Yu would discover them.

Xia Yu noticed something but didn't take it seriously.

"Okay," he answered.

After finishing the meatballs, he continued practicing the piano until two o'clock in the morning when he finally returned to his own body.

Yawning, Xia Yu got up from the bed. The room was dark, but with his night vision, he could easily see the interior of the house.

Sitting at the desk, he picked up two pens and spun them in one hand while playing with his phone in the other.

At five o'clock, he heard some movement downstairs. Xia Dongyang, who had been drinking, walked into the building, slightly staggering.

Soon after, the door opened, and Xia Dongyang came home and entered the bedroom.

Up to this point, nothing was strange. However, after Xia Dongyang came upstairs, the several men who gathered downstairs made Xia Yu frown.

Five men gathered together, pointing at the floor where Xia Yu's home was located. One of them even had a tattooed arm.

Staring at the tattooed man for a while, Xia Yu opened the door and went out.

He went downstairs and saw the five men.

"Hey, what are you guys doing?"

Xia Yu's sudden appearance startled the five men.

They soon began cursing and scolding, with four of them surrounding Xia Yu, attempting to apply psychological pressure, but they were stopped by the tattooed man.

The tattooed man was an acquaintance of Xia Yu, otherwise, Xia Yu, who felt capable of beating these five men with his agility, wouldn't have come down recklessly.

It didn't matter if these unemployed youth had a fight, but Xia Yu needed to be more cautious about the consequences.

"He's got good relations with the barbecue guys," said the tattooed man, dissuading his companions.

"What's going on? What are you doing at my house?" Xia Yu asked the tattooed man.

"Nothing much, it's just that your old man got into some trouble," the tattooed man replied.

"If he's the one causing trouble, what are you doing at my house? I'm going to call the police," Xia Yu threatened, pulling out his phone.

"No, no, no!" The tattooed man panicked.

Nowadays, it's a society governed by law, and there's a severe crackdown on the evil forces. For them, who had criminal records and loitered outside people's doors, the police could easily catch them.

"We have a regular company now, and we are regular employees. We just came to have a look, to survey!"

Apart from the tattooed man, the other four men also showed awkward expressions. They only intended to scare Xia Yu, and knowing that Xia Yu was acquainted with the tattooed man, plus the surveillance cameras in the community, they didn't dare to make any excessive moves.

"Alright, you've seen enough. Go away, go away! If you want to block him, go to his workplace, don't come to my house!"

Xia Yu waved his hand and asked, "By the way, what kind of trouble did he get into?"

"We're not sure about that either. It seems to be something related to President Gong's side."

After sending the five men away, Xia Yu returned home and kicked open Xia Dongyang's bedroom door.

Xia Dongyang had already seen the situation from the window and honestly admitted his mistake, "I'll tell them not to come over in the future."

"What did you do this time?" Xia Yu casually asked.

"The problem isn't big, it's just a bit tricky," Xia Dongyang didn't want to tell the truth.

Xia Yu didn't ask any further. After all, Ziluo was just a second-tier city, and those guys would just torment Xia Dongyang at most, without involving him and Yuxue.

Moreover, Xia Dongyang always managed to find a way to get through difficult times.

After warning Xia Dongyang again, Xia Yu left his room.

"Brother," Yuxue, who was peeking through the door, called out to him.

"It's fine," Xia Yu said, patting the girl's head.

Just now, after Xia Yu left, Yuxue saw the confrontation between Xia Yu and the five men from the living room balcony.

In the earlier years, when the public security wasn't so good, she had seen some things that made her afraid.

"Can I stay with my brother tonight?" the girl asked.

"Alright." Looking at Yuxue's somewhat panicked expression, Xia Yu glanced back at Xia Dongyang's room. It was all because of Xia Dongyang that Yuxue was worried and frightened.

Unfortunately, he couldn't do anything to Xia Dongyang yet.