My younger brothers are so fierce!!! I'm clearly the eldest brother!

"What do I do?" Nam Yoon-ah screamed in her mind. "You promised me! You said I would become the most dazzling existence in this world, that everyone would like me, that I would become the protagonist of this world!"

The system's mechanical voice remained remarkably calm: "I promised to help you escape your family of origin and help you become a star. In exchange, you must help me seize the destiny of the chosen one. I have done everything I promised you."

Nam Yoon-ah trembled.

From afar came the director's shout, "Nam Yoon-ah, have you rested enough? Get ready for take nineteen."

Nam Yoon-ah stood there blankly, not moving. Her assistant looked around and timidly came closer to remind her, but was glared at by Nam Yoon-ah as soon as she stepped forward.

Nam Yoon-ah softened her tone, with a last glimmer of hope, "Heavenly Dao System, we are now one. If I die, you will also..."

The mechanical voice interrupted Nam Yoon-ah, "I will enter a long hibernation until I am awakened by the next host, or until the main system finds me and I completely disappear. But in any case, I am better off than the ending you are going to face."

"Let me remind you again, if it weren't for me, after graduating from high school, your parents would have sent you to work in a factory, signing a five-year contract. Your monthly salary would have been automatically deposited into your parents' hands. The factory was a mixed bag of people, and you would have been bullied and humiliated there. When you turned twenty, you would have been sold to a family with intellectual disabilities to be their wife. They wanted to have a son to carry on the family line. You gave birth to four children, and eventually died from overwork at the age of 28."

"No, no."

Upon hearing her predetermined fate again, Nam Yoon-ah's legs went weak, and she almost collapsed to her knees.

"What should I do? What should I do? I don't want to go back. I'm a big star. I'm the chosen one." Nam Yoon-ah muttered to herself, as if she had gone mad.

"We still have a chance, we still have a chance. Jiang Guanqing's luck hasn't run out yet, we still have a chance."

The system remained silent.

The director's angry shouts came from afar, and footsteps approached, carrying an barely suppressed anger.

"Nam Yoon-ah, are you deaf or dead? The whole audience is waiting for you, what are you putting on airs for..."

The director stopped speaking abruptly after seeing Nam Yoon-ah's face. Nam Yoon-ah stood there, her eyes frighteningly red, as if blood would flow from them at any moment.

"Why are you crying? I haven't even really scolded you yet..."

The director felt inexplicably guilty, but he really didn't yell at them much.

Nam Yoon-ah spoke, her voice hoarse, "I'm sorry, Director Zhang, I'm really not in the mood today..."

Nam Yoon-ah's words reignited Director Zhang's anger. "You fucking talk to me about your condition? When we didn't get it right on the third take, you told me you weren't in good condition. When we got to the eighteenth take, you told me you weren't in good condition again. Now we're about to shoot the nineteenth take, and you're still saying you're not in good condition."

Nam Yoon-ah, do you think this film set is your private property? Dozens of people are stuck with you, lighting, cinematography, production crew—every minute is costing money, and you're talking to me about the production quality?!

Nam Yoon-ah lowered her head, her shoulders trembled slightly, and her long hair covered half of her face.

Director Zhang grew increasingly furious. He had been in the industry for thirty years and had seen far too many of these kinds of tricks, thinking they could get away with shedding a couple of tears? What he hated most were actors who didn't take acting seriously.

"Get out! We don't need you for this scene. There are plenty of supporting actresses. Do we need you? I'll talk to the producer myself. I'll pay the breach of contract fee. Now, get off the set right now!"

The set was completely silent; even the male lead hid to the side.

Nam Yoon-ah's assistant turned pale with fright and ran over tremblingly, trying to grab Nam Yoon-ah's arm to persuade her, but was shoved away.

"Okay, don't regret it." If the company hadn't forced her, Nam Yoon-ah would never have bothered playing a supporting role in Director Zhang's small production. It's better that she's gone now.

The assistant stood there, stunned, watching Nam Yoon-ah's "cool" departing figure. He took a few steps to run after her, but then realized something and ran back, bowing deeply to Director Zhang. "Director Zhang, I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

-

"Doctor, how is my brother's injury healing?"

Jiang Guanqing was still in bed receiving an IV drip when he saw the doctor finish examining Jiang Ning and asked her some questions anxiously.

"You're recovering better than expected, you can be discharged now," the doctor said with a smile. Young people are just so healthy.

"Thank you, doctor."

Hearing the answer he wanted, Jiang Guanqing smiled.

Jiang Ning jumped out of bed. "Finally, these past few weeks of lying down have made my bones feel like they're melting."

Jiang Guanqing's eyes showed a hint of helplessness as he reminded her, "Slow down, I just said you recovered well."

Jiang Ning put her hands on her hips and twisted her body. "I know, I'll just move around a bit."

When Jiang Yan pushed the door open, he saw Jiang Ning stretching her legs by the bed. His vision went black for a moment. He walked over and slapped Jiang Ning on the forehead. "Perfect timing. Don't cause any trouble."

Jiang Yan placed a stack of medical reports on the bedside table. "Your paperwork is done. Tomorrow is Monday, you're going to class."

Jiang Ning:………

Jiang Ning pretended to support her lower back and slowly lay back down on the bed. "Just to be on the safe side, I think I need to rest for a few more months."

Jiang Yan wanted to roll her eyes at Jiang Ning, "There's no room for discussion."

"Second brother, look, I kept my promise last time and got into the top five in the grade, I..."

Jiang Yan poured Jiang Guanqing a glass of warm water. "Last time you only ranked fourth in the grade, which is several points behind the first place. And there are only eleven days left until your next monthly exam."

Jiang Ning looked dejected...

He can't beat Jiang Yan, so what? Fourth place isn't high enough? He's three points better than that bastard Fu Yushu.

Jiang Guanqing ruffled Jiang Ning's hair twice. "If Xiao Ning really doesn't want to go, then let's postpone it for a couple more days."

The wet puppy instantly brightened up, "Big brother, you're the best!"

"Big brother, you spoil him too much."

Since his older brother had spoken, Jiang Yan naturally agreed. But when he looked up, he saw Jiang Ning, that rascal, winking at him with a smug look on his face.

Jiang Yan adjusted his glasses. "You don't have to go to school. I'll tutor you personally every night, Jiang Xiaoliu."

Jiang Ning stiffened, meeting Jiang Yan's ambiguous smile. "No need, I think it's better to go to school. The learning atmosphere at school is better."

Jiang Yan glanced at Jiang Ning; he couldn't even cure one of his younger brothers.