When I opened my eyes, I became Jia Baoyu.
Looking at the antique boudoir in front of me and the room full of warblers and swallows, I felt a little panicked.
If they find out that I'm not an original, will they put me in a pig cage?
What's even more frightening is that tomorrow Jia Zheng will check my homework.
"Second Master, what's wrong with you?" Xiren asked worriedly.
I stared at the "Mencius" in her hand and suddenly showed a mysterious smile:
"It's okay, I was just thinking... How to use the cement formula to exchange for a title."
Wait, the silver plating technology for glass mirrors seems not difficult?
