"But who will take the piano seat in this case?" Yan Yue asked with great discomfort.

"I'll do it!" Song Buci replied in a strong voice. She lowered her head and looked at her hands. It was time for the two boxes of medicine to take effect.

Song Buci's words made the two people in the living room look at her. Song Chenyu frowned and said, "Your hand is not healed yet, why are you joining in the fun?"

"Yes, Sister Song, you should take good care of yourself." Yan Yue was really scared now. Sister Song's hands were not healed yet. Forcing them to be used would only make her hands more uncomfortable.

Maybe it won’t be useful.

"Sister Song, there's no need to fire her. We get along well, don't worry." Yan Yue stood up and said hurriedly. She was so anxious that tears were about to fall.

It's all my fault, what nonsense I'm talking about.

There is still half a month before the competition starts, and it is impossible for Sister Song's hands to return to their best condition in a short time.

"You should follow the doctor's advice and train your hands until they are flexible before you talk about playing the piano." Song Chenyu had a serious face and his voice became solemn.

But Song Buci couldn't change his mind. She shook her head and said, "No, I've made up my mind."

After the two people in the study finished their conversation, they came downstairs and found that the atmosphere in the living room had become strange.

Song Yunshen discovered that his father, who usually rarely lost his temper, actually had a dark face, and the little girl next to Song Buci was about to cry.

Song Buci, on the other hand, looked like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water. He sat there drinking tea without caring at all.

"This..." Song Yunshen was a little confused, "What happened?"

"Brother Song, please persuade Sister Song!" When Yan Yue saw Song Yunshen, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Sister Song is going to participate in an international music competition and she wants to play the piano," said Yan Yue.

Hearing Yan Yue's words, Song Yunshen nodded. No wonder the atmosphere was so weird.

But isn’t it normal for his sister to participate in a music competition?

She has been a piano genius since she was a child.

But Song Yunshen soon realized that his sister's hand was not healed yet!

"Bu Ci, what do you want to do? Don't want your hand anymore?" Song Yunshen was speechless and asked.

Song Buci shook his head and said, "Yes."

"Then why are you still messing around?" Song Yunshen asked with a stern face, his voice turning cold. "Just stay home and don't mess around."

"Believe me, I can do it." Song Buci said seriously.

Everyone felt helpless after hearing this. This guy always managed to cause some trouble all day long.

It’s really a headache.

Several people tried to persuade them, but it didn't work, so they all shut up in the end.

Song Buci's decision will not be changed no matter what he says.

-

In the evening, Song Buci called out the system.

[What's the matter with you?] The system's electronic voice was impatient.

"Can the medicine you gave me before cure my hand?" Song Buci asked.

【able. 】

The system replied, then added: [Your hand injury is too serious. You need to take the medicine three times, three pills each time.]

[And the recovery process is very painful. Your finger feels like it's been broken and then reattached. It hurts a lot.]

Most people can't bear this kind of pain, and some people even die from it.

Song Buci nodded after hearing this. She was not afraid of the pain, but she was afraid that it could not be cured.

After the system finished speaking, it saw Song Buci nodding seriously. The system frowned and asked: [Do you want to eat?]

"Yes." Song Buci nodded.

"That doesn't have to be like this, it hurts." The system suddenly advised with a hint of kindness.

"How can you recover if not like this?" Song Buci asked.

The system thought for a moment and then told her: [The competition mentioned in the article has been delayed for six months due to a venue collapse.]

Song Buci couldn't help but frown when she heard this. She had read the contents of the book, but there was no such thing.

A host was wondering about something when the system spoke: [Didn't you ask me to talk to the Lord God and investigate this book? The Lord God has found it.]

We've entered a fanfiction.

When Song Buci heard that he had entered a fan fiction, his face showed shock and speechlessness.

"No, we've entered a fanfiction, a fanfiction by Shen Yanzhou?" Song Buci couldn't stand it anymore and asked harshly, "What about the original novel?"

The system, for once devoid of its previous arrogance, quietly explained, "Yes, it's Shen Yanzhou's fanfiction. After the Lord God thoroughly investigated, he restored the book's contents to the original. Furthermore, that fanfiction has been reported and removed from the shelves, which is why the subsequent plot is so twisted."

[You are the heroine in the original story, and Lu Zhixia is just a supporting role.]

Song Buci didn't know what to say for a moment. She rubbed her eyebrows and felt her head was in a mess.

"Then what role does Shen Yanzhou play in the original work?" Song Buci asked hurriedly.

[In the book, he's the fourth male lead who likes you, but he doesn't appear in many scenes.] System explanation.

Shen Yanzhou is the fourth male lead, so who are the third, second and first male leads?

The system seemed to have noticed Song Buci's questions and gave answers one by one.

[Fu Nanfeng is the male lead, He Chu is the second male lead, and Gu He is the third male lead.]

Song Buci pursed her lips after hearing this. Does that mean both He Chu and Gu He like her?

"I don't feel that they like me." Song Buci felt something was wrong. Gu He gave her the feeling of a friend, and He Chu was a helper she brought in.

[Do the second and third male leads have to like the female lead to be cast?] The system asked.

Oh too.

"Back to the original topic, since it has been delayed for half a year due to venue issues, why haven't we received any notification?" Song Buci asked.

"It will take a week to get a notification." The system continued, "Because the concert hall had been in disrepair for years, all the money for its repairs was embezzled, so it collapsed after a heavy rain."

It actually collapsed!

That concert hall is a state-of-the-art stage, and it collapsed!

This... Song Buci couldn't believe it.

Since she has half a year, she doesn't need to be so anxious.

Song Buci breathed a sigh of relief and felt comfortable lying on the bed.

"You dragged me into a fan fiction and forced me to conquer Shen Yanzhou, but you don't give me any compensation?" Song Buci began to settle the accounts. She would never miss the opportunity to criticize the system.

This is their problem, and the system has no way to refute it.

"I'll go ask the Lord God for compensation, but I don't know what it will be." The system said quickly, then disappeared.

It knew that if it stayed any longer, Song Buci would only be aggressive and ask for more things.

After the system left, Song Buci lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling. After looking for a while, Song Buci began to read the original plot.

After reading it, Song Buci was satisfied, as she liked the ending.

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