Born As a Model
Chapter 1 - Nothing Is Better, There Is Worse
When his new mother stood by the door of the house, Sheng Jiaoyang felt his heart break.
Once the gray door was opened, the interior of the house was so simple and shabby that he could never imagine it. In the corner of the room, stood a bed that was less than 1.5 meters long, with a dull wardrobe next to the bed. In the opposite corner, there was a wooden table with two plastic benches. Further inside, there is a narrow passageway leading to the kitchen and toilet.
In fact, from the start, he had accepted that he would now turn into someone else and had put aside his pride when he found out about the difficult circumstances of this new identity.
As a family with a single parent, all the expenses in the house depended on Xu Qing's meager salary.
Xu Qing was his new mother, whereas his name was now Xu Jiaojiao.
Although she was aware that this family was poor, when she saw it for the first time, she realized that this family was poorer than she had thought. In fact, they were so poor that he found it hard to accept!
He was in a possessed state for a long time until he heard the sound of the door closing, leaving only himself in the room. Only then did Sheng Jiaoyang return to his senses.
While her mind wanders, her new mother has done a series of things like cooking, washing, and mopping the floor. He had also arranged two bowls of untouched plates and a pair of chopsticks on the table. And, at this moment, Xu Qing was already prepared to be going to work.
“Jiaojiao, Mother has to go to work, so sleep after you finish eating,” she vaguely remembers the words Xu Qing said before she left.
Sheng Jiaoyang propped up his chin in his hand, and lowering his eyes, he looked at those two very few bowls of food and sighed.
The day when he finally died, it must have been due to starvation!
With a bitter expression on his face, Sheng Jiaoyang put down his chopsticks and walked to the bed. Grabbing the backpack he had brought from the hospital, he flipped it over to drop the contents. All the contents of the backpack falling on the bed with a thud are his cell phone, wallet, keys, and some other stuff.
Taking the phone, wallet, and keys, he turned around and left the room.
He first had to find a post office to recharge his phone. After he learns that he will be someone else, he
trying to contact the relatives he trusted the most; his grandfather. Unfortunately, after a car accident that night, his grandfather took his original body overseas for medical treatment. If he wanted to contact his Grandfather, he would first have to go through his Personal Assistant, Uncle Zeng. Fortunately, he often called Uncle Zeng, so he clearly remembered his number. However, as soon as he called Uncle Zeng, not only did he refuse to give the phone to his Grandfather, he also hung up! After that, his phone seemed to be unusable and could no longer make calls. Therefore, before he does anything else, he needs to have a working phone.
Walking down the streets that were only filled with trash for sale, Sheng Jiaoyang felt like he was living a nightmare. A few days ago she was still enthusiastic about driving her sports car to chase after her cheating little sister, but now she became a poor girl living in a low-rent housing estate. He even had to go alone to the post office to recharge his phone!
World affairs are unpredictable!
These past few years he had specifically avoided a life of luxury and had lived like an ordinary person. Unfortunately, even though he has
living peacefully for so long, he never expected that after stepping on the brakes he would suddenly have a heart attack without any warning signs.
But the most unexpected thing, was that he woke up in someone else's body!
Unknowingly, Sheng Jiaoyang had arrived in front of the building where the post office was located. When he came home with Xu Qing, he noticed that there was a post office near the bus terminal where prepaid calls could be made. Fortunately, their residence is only about a five-minute walk from the bus terminal.
Because it was hot during the day, there was no one walking down the path, and there was only one female employee inside the post office who was obviously having lunch.
"Hello! How can I recharge my phone? ” Sheng Jiaoyang asked while walking.
The officer looked up and replied, "How much do you want to fill? Today, if you fill it with a hundred dollars, you receive a gift. "
Sheng Jiaoyang opened his wallet and quietly pulled.
"..." - ".The attendant's eyes glanced back and forth between the phone held in Sheng Jiaoyang's left hand, and the paper money was grasped in his right hand.
Sheng Jiaoyang lowered his head as he looked at his cellphone. To be honest, he also felt that it was strange. They were very poor, yet Xu Jiaojiao could use a mobile phone model that cost several hundred dollars.
A short while later, Sheng Jiaoyang left the post office under the officer's strange gaze, holding the mobile phone that was now in his pulse.
The sunlight outside might be very bright, but in his heart he was in a moody state.
He only realized a moment ago that the rest of the money in his small wallet could easily be counted on his fingers. The biggest banknote was the ten dollars he used to charge his cell phone, while the rest were only a few one dollar bills.
Now, only a few of these dollars are left.
What can you buy for a few dollars?
A rich lady, who had never been short of money before, was now dazedly wandering the streets, completely overwhelmed and embarrassed
with a change in his identity.
Before, every time he came out, someone would follow him anywhere and take care of his every need.
Before, his clothes would be the best cloth, his car was fragrant with expensive perfume, and there was the best wine ready to drink, and with a wave of his hand, the most delicious food would be served before him.
Before, he could do whatever he liked no matter what the world said ...
And now, he is left holding onto a few dollars while standing at a traffic intersection, realizing that without his true identity he can do nothing about it.
Suddenly, a sharp mobile phone ring reverberated around him.
Sheng Jiaoyang froze, and glancing at his phone, he saw that his screen displayed a number that had not been saved. Hesitatingly, he clashed with doubt before finally answering the phone.
"Hello?"
“Jiaojiao, your university entrance notice arrived at the school yesterday, but I haven't been able to contact your phone for the past two days! In the future, you should remember to make sure that your phone should still work, or you will lose important information. By the way, anyway,
come to school, I've been in the office for the last few days.
”
"…Oh well."
After hanging up the phone, Sheng Jiaoyang suddenly realized there was a sudden problem; he had absolutely no idea which school Xu Jiaojiao graduated from!
At this moment, he could only return to the house he was now staying at to see if he could find any useful information.
After turning over to his small bedroom, Sheng Jiaoyang became confused when he realized that he could find nothing regarding the school. Do not keep a diary, not even a single textbook or homework.
This room is indeed too small, but it is impossible if this room without any books, is not it a student!
After searching for so long, to the point that he was sweating, Sheng Jiaoyang was still unable to find the information he wanted. Because
frustrated, he considered replaying the car accident to see if he could return to his original body. This was only a momentary thought, as he was too afraid to bet high stakes.
Opening the wardrobe, Sheng Jiaoyang secretly made fun of the thoughts of his former body owner. Flipping through the clothes, he took out a white t-shirt with a random pattern on it, and chose knee-length jeans over loose casual pants.
Next, using scissors, t-shirts and jeans gradually change shape.
The high neck of the shirt is cut into a deep scoop-neck, while the lower end of the shirt is abbreviated with a horizontal cut that is separated by half a finger to form a fringe. With her knee-length jeans, she cut them into denim shorts.
As for the underwear, he had asked Xu Qing to buy him some new sets when he was still in the hospital. Even though it was the previous owner's attire of his body, he actually refused to wear personal clothing such as********* other people.
When he entered the bathroom, he was shocked to see that the bathroom was so simple and simple that there was no water heater!
Sheng Jiaoyang was almost panicked right now because this environment was so mentally challenging to deal with everything. Every time he thinks
that he would see something bad, that appeared instead something even worse.
On the ash-colored wall hung a mirror half a meter tall, and at this moment, it reflected Sheng Jiaoyang's depressed appearance. However, in
under her thick bangs, her face was actually quite pretty with long eyelashes framing large eyes, a straight nose, and soft pink lips. Her small face shape was similar to Xu Qing's, but unlike her pointy chin, Sheng Jiaoyang's chin and cheeks still contained a hint of baby fat.
Sheng Jiaoyang narrowed his eyes as he examined his current appearance in the mirror. Raising her hand to lift the bangs she somewhat disliked, she decided that although her appearance was not bad, this hairstyle ruined half of her current body appeal. Also, although her eyes were beautiful and expressive, as the original owner of her body suffered from myopia, she now had to squint to see things.
In total, the only thing that made her happy about her new body was that she was healthy and tall. To him, these were the two important qualities he had always wanted because, if he had the height of Xu Jiaojiao, he would not need to hate heaven. Her own body was only 1.6 meters tall, and she was always surrounded by tall foreign girls, as well as a group of schoolgirls who hated her height.
Recalling the ruse and sarcasm he had suffered caused Sheng Jiaoyang to still feel unhappy to such an extent that only by
remembering that would all incite his anger. Of course, letting the anger build up in his heart was dangerous for his body, so since he was unable to change his height, he would focus his attention on other areas such as academics, forming connections, making connections, and many more. As well as
perfecting his taste in things like music, literature, fashion, and food. Studying hard, he watched the gazes of those who had once mocked him become envious and jealous gazes.
"I'm lucky enough, it seems that even in the most unfortunate circumstances it's not all bad."
Sheng Jiaoyang muttered to himself as he lowered his head to stare at his straight and long legs, showing a slight pleased smile.
His gaze glanced at the clothes in his hands, and his expression stiffened. He felt an agonizing headache begin to flare up.
Hot water I want it !!!…
