Night fell, and the moon hung high in the sky.

After a quick shower, Cheng Chia-chi lay on the bed like a salted fish.

Today's classes were lines, directing basics, and solfeggio and ear training. They were all professional courses for the performing arts, and Cheng Chia-chi was completely clueless about them.

She had to attend unfamiliar classes all day long, and she had to be on tenterhooks to prevent the teacher from asking her questions. She even had to use the excuse that she was not feeling well.

At the end of the day, Cheng Chia-chi was completely exhausted.

She covered her head with the quilt and wailed. Life was really suffocating!

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Hu Xianxu, Luo Yizhou, and Zhou Zhengjie were playing games with their shirts off. Cheng Chia-chi could already turn a blind eye to the three half-naked men.

At this moment, her phone suddenly rang.

Cheng Chia-chi shivered, quickly hung up, and then ran to WeChat to reply.

KaGi: [Whirlwind Stupefied]

KaGi: [What's wrong?

Didn't you say not to call?

Contact me on WeChat!]

Yee: [It's not clear on WeChat. Find a place to call me.]

KaGi: [Okay.

Then I'll get out of bed … [Crying]

Cheng Chia-chi used her last breath to get up with difficulty and sneak to the dormitory rooftop.

Tsk, she was about to become a regular on the rooftop!

"Hey!

What's wrong with Brother Jackson? "Cheng Chia-chi hid in the corner of the rooftop and dialed the phone.

"Qiqi?"

Brother Zheng Jiajun's familiar voice sounded. Cheng Chia-chi was slightly stunned, and immediately burst into tears. It seemed that the panic of the past two days had been vented.

"Brother!"

Zheng Jiajun gently comforted, "Qiqi, don't be afraid.

I know everything.

Go to sleep first. You'll see me when you wake up tomorrow. "

"Okay!" Cheng Chia-chi, who had found her backbone, was finally relieved. She pitifully wiped her tears.

Through the phone, Zheng Jiajun could imagine his sister's pitiful and aggrieved look.

With Zheng Jiajun's help, things immediately progressed like a rocket.

That night, Zheng Jiajun sent Assistant Yan to B City.

The next morning, Assistant Yan applied for sick leave for "Jackson Yee" from the Central Opera House. He even used a medical certificate to extend his sick leave by a few days.

After a while, Zheng Jiaqi finally met her backbone, Comrade Zheng Jiajun, in a villa on Ocean Island.

"Brother!"

Zheng Jiajun caught the person who pounced on him. His expression was indescribable.

His slender and elegant sister had suddenly turned into a young man. It was really … hard for him to accept.

It was really hard for Qiqi to find that she had become a boy when she opened her eyes.

Lying on Zheng Jiajun's shoulder, Cheng Chia-chi looked past him and saw "Cheng Chia-chi" walking down the stairs.

Watching "herself" walk in front of her, this feeling was strange and wonderful.

"Qiqi?" The girl probed.

Cheng Chia-chi cried bitterly and pounced on her. "It's me, little brother Jackson!"

The two idiots were so moved that they cried and hugged each other tightly. They almost sang "We're in the same boat" on the spot.

"I originally imagined that I would be able to change back when I saw you. Why didn't I have any reaction at all!" Cheng Chia-chi cried out.

Jackson Yee was also emotional and had a bitter face. "I don't know either!!"

"Ah!

What should we do?! "

Zheng Jiajun looked at the two crying children hugging each other. He had a headache and asked Assistant Yan to separate them. "Calm down.

Go with Dr. Han for a check-up.

Stay here for two days. I'll ask a few experts first. "

Dr. Han had always been a doctor serving the Zheng family, so Zheng Jiajun was not worried about letting him know about this matter.

He gave the two a rough check-up and did not find any problems.

Because this matter was beyond all scientific rules, Dr. Han and Zheng Jiajun could not think of a solution. They planned to ask the professors of psychiatry and biology first.

"Oh right," Zheng Jiajun said to Jackson Yee, "Inform your assistant and tell him about this.

Ask him to come over and take care of you for the next two days. "

"No way …" Jackson Yee subconsciously objected.

Zheng Jiajun said directly without mercy, "He's the one who knows you the best. These two days, you didn't contact him because Qiqi stayed at school.

Once you meet him, do you think you can hide it from him?

Think about what happened yesterday! "

These two children could not maintain their disguise in front of people they knew.

He had someone check this kid's information last night. His assistant, He Qilong, practically grew up with him. This silly girl, Qiqi, could not hide anything from him.

When he thought about how he was exposed in front of Zheng Jiajun yesterday, Jackson Yee was discouraged. In the end, he agreed to this arrangement. He picked up his phone and contacted his assistant, Fat Tiger, on WeChat.

"Dr. Han, take Qiqi and Jackson Yee to the Zheng family's hospital in the afternoon for a full body check-up …"

"Ah Yan, go to the Academy of Science for the next two days …"

Cheng Chia-chi quietly hugged a pillow on the sofa as she watched her brother arrange things step by step. She was as steady as an old dog.

After a while, everything was arranged. Jackson Yee's assistant, Fat Tiger, also rushed over according to the location on WeChat.

After knowing the whole story, Fat Tiger was stunned.

"Mr. He, you know what happened.

I will try my best to solve it, but I hope you can help me look after these two for the next two days. "Zheng Jiajun told his Assistant Yan to tell He Qilong the whole story.

Looking at the two half-grown children sitting side by side on the sofa, Fat Tiger felt a headache coming on, but he still agreed.

After getting the reply he wanted, Zheng Jiajun prepared to go to the National Academy of Science with his Assistant Yan. Dr. Han rushed to the Jeong Clan Hospital in Jingdu to arrange the check-up.

Fat Tiger and Jackson Yee were left staring at each other.

Fat Tiger looked at the delicate and beautiful girl's little face in front of him and felt a faint pain in his temples.

Jackson Yee, who was a girl, also felt inexplicably awkward, so he turned to look at his friend who was in the same situation as him. "What are you doing?"

Cheng Chia-chi was flipping through a novel on her phone and writing something in her notepad.

"Hmm … Male and female body swapping is a plot in novels, and it's not that rare.

I want to see what the reasons and recovery methods are for male and female lead swapping. Then we can try it out. "

"Since materialism might not work, we can only try idealism." The crazy girl Cheng Chia-chi hugged a pillow with a deep and serious look in her eyes.

Jackson Yee's mouth twitched. "Did you find anything?"

"I listed a few methods that I think will work." Cheng Chia-chi was serious. "Why don't we try it this afternoon?"

"Sure, sure!"

Jackson Yee hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he closed his eyes and gritted his teeth and agreed.

At noon, Cheng Chia-chi continued her big task of summarizing, while Jackson Yee and Fat Tiger prepared lunch.

"This house is terrifyingly big, like a castle." Fat Tiger couldn't help but say as he washed the rice and recalled the scene he saw on his way here.

To be safe, Mr. Zheng asked them to stay on the third floor, and ordered that no servants were allowed to go up there.

But he felt that dozens of people could live on this floor.

"I heard that this is just a place to stay. The Jeong Clan's old house in City G is even bigger, and the garden outside the house is endless!

There's also a golf course and a big lake.

I heard that Grandma Qiqi raised a few white peacocks … "Jackson Yee was cutting vegetables, and he smiled and shared what he saw and heard with Fat Tiger.

With Fat Tiger by his side, he could finally relax and gossip happily.

"It's good to be rich." Fat Tiger sighed.

Qian Xi laughed and scolded, "Isn't that obvious?!"

When Cheng Chia-chi came to the kitchen, she saw such a relaxed and cheerful scene.

"Miss … Miss Zheng." Fat Tiger touched his forehead and said with a smile, "Looking at your face, I don't even know what to call you."

"Just call me Jackson outside, and Qiqi in private." Cheng Chia-chi smiled.

Looking at "herself" standing in the kitchen in an apron and washing her hands to make soup, Cheng Chia-chi felt a bit absent-minded.

"Qiqi, can you eat eggs?

I'm going to make scrambled eggs with tomatoes. "

Jackson Yee was cutting red tomatoes, and asked with a concerned smile, "You are allergic to mangoes, so eggs should be okay, right?"

"Yes."

Cheng Chia-chi came back to her senses, patted him on the shoulder, and joked, "Thanks to Brother Jackson, I can cook now."

"Huh?" Jackson Yee didn't understand.

"I don't know how to cook.

This is the first time my body is wearing an apron. "

Cheng Chia-chi tugged at the apron he was wearing, and looked at him curiously. "It looks pretty good, like a good wife and mother!"

Jackson Yee, who was called a good wife and mother, was speechless.

What else could he say?

"Can tomatoes be eaten raw?

I'm a bit hungry … "Cheng Chia-chi stared at the tomatoes he was cutting, and she was eager to eat them.

She had been on tenterhooks for the past two days, and she hadn't been able to sleep or eat well.

In a relaxed environment, Cheng Chia-chi felt like her stomach was beating drums.

Jackson Yee didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he looked at her covetously, but he still washed a piece of tomato and brought it to her mouth. "I'm afraid of you, eat it."

Cheng Chia-chi happily bit it, and she smiled contentedly.

Fat Tiger looked at the scene in front of him of a girl gently feeding a boy with a smile. Although he knew that the two of them had switched personalities, he still felt that this scene was strangely harmonious and beautiful.

Bah!

Fat Tiger shook his head.

Cheng Chia-chi happily skipped away with the tomato in her mouth.

"What's wrong?" Jackson Yee glanced at Fat Tiger.

"Uh … nothing, nothing."

After lunch, Dr. Han's side was also ready.

Cheng Chia-chi and Jackson Yee were both wearing masks and sunglasses, and they were fully armed. Fat Tiger took the two children to the Jeong Clan Hospital for a comprehensive checkup.

Other than some lab reports that hadn't come out yet, the results of the other tests were all out.

"What's wrong, Mr. Han?"

Cheng Chia-chi looked at Dr. Han's serious frown and asked worriedly.

She was still very afraid of dying … (??)

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"It's nothing.

All the tests showed that everything was normal. "

Dr. Han rubbed his temples and said helplessly, "It seems like we still have to see if your brother got any useful information from the Academy of Science."

Originally, Dr. Han wanted to pat the little girl's head to comfort her, but he couldn't bring himself to do it when he saw the unfamiliar, handsome young man's face.

"Qiqi, you can go back first," Dr. Han said.