Will the plagiarism girl be a substitute for the preference for women?

Going to a music university to improve oneself...

This has turned into a confusing option for China, whose song became an instant hit.

She discovered that her love for music wasn't purely about making money; she also harbored a desire to "make money through music."

After achieving the latter goal, she was left only with uncertainty.

Please let the band shine!

In her moment of confusion, China noticed the message on the bedside table again. It was a petition from whoever it was, or perhaps a goal set by the original owner of the body for herself.

Subsequently, hundreds more private messages appeared on her app.

Countless well-known companies have extended offers to her, inviting her to become one of their artists.

She can be invited at any time, and then, given the already popularity of her songs, she gets all sorts of additional promotion.

After being carefully packaged, they shine brightly on stage.

If you don't want your daily activity to be affected by showing your face, you have to wear sunglasses and a mask when you go out, or you can choose to debut as a masked person.

Making electronic music, wearing a headgear during performances, adjusting buttons in front of the DJ, holding headphones in one hand and raising the other to the audience, and jumping to the beat of the drums—that's how you achieve great success.

This message seems to be completed easily and effortlessly.

Unlike other singers who become famous overnight, Chika doesn't need to rush to hold more performances to fully exploit the song's popularity.

There are countless songs that haven't been plagiarized, which gives China some lingering charm and makes her less eager to debut.

So, if we were to give a motivation to the act of "going to school"...

It's probably like the chairman going to the countryside to hoe the fields and experience the comforts of rural life.

To treat going to school as a form of... pastime.

China's thoughts were filled with restlessness and arrogance, but she could no longer determine whether a manic episode had occurred.

Even if she were a perfectly healthy person, she would probably be thrilled to see the soaring viewership revenue.

"What should we do with this money first? We need to upgrade our music production equipment, right?"

"The bedroom is too big. Adding soundproofing panels around the workbench can reduce reverberation, but it looks a bit out of place from the outside..."

"Convert the warehouse into a recording studio? Then there will be nowhere to put the unused items."

"Let's buy some more synthesizer microphones."

"Cough cough..."

Perhaps she was too excited just now, because it took China a while to realize that her throat was dry and sore, probably because of recording voices yesterday.

Now, she finally has a reason to go out:

"Go buy some cough medicine first."

……

Waymusic rises to number one! Who is the author?

Wayhome suspected of traffic fraud

"Family members, hurry up and keep refreshing the page! Our ranking has dropped to second place for half a day."

"Why are these kinds of catchy pop songs so popular?"

"I don't believe that a singer who suddenly becomes popular without using their real name didn't buy traffic."

Chinatsu Toyohashi walked down the street, occasionally checking her phone for tweets.

The new song unsurprisingly trended on social media, and the comments under the topic were quite familiar.

Around the same time as when this song was first released, it was suspected of buying traffic to reach the top of the charts, because there were many top-tier singers on the same chart.

China didn't want to investigate whether the original song had actually bought views; anyway, she just posted it casually and it went viral.

As for the doubts and slander from other fans... China didn't seem annoyed or angry about it, probably because she wasn't the producer of the song, but rather a copycat.

Immediately after I logged off my blog, a text message arrived.

Chinatsu Toyohashi, female, formerly a student at...

"Holy crap!" China's heart skipped a beat. When she saw the pop-up text, she instinctively thought that she had been hacked.

The contents of the book made China relax.

...You have submitted a transfer application to our school due to financial reasons. After review, our school has approved your transfer. Please report to Class 1B next Monday.

"Class B..."

Before China could ask, Aine sent her a message.

"Hey, China, my application to university was accepted! I'll be in Class A."

"Ah, almost." China replied somewhat vaguely.

"Almost?"

Aiyin sent a worried emoji and began to devise a way to comfort others who hadn't been accepted into university.

“I’m in Class B next to Aine.” China added a watery emoji at the end of the sentence.

"So that's what 'almost' meant... But we'll be able to see each other soon after class."

Aine remembered Chinatsu's request to "pretend to be good friends in order to prevent school bullying".

However, if they are not in the same class, the effectiveness of this plan is limited.

Ai Yin herself was alright, since she had a fake "old friend" in the next class, which was actually a breakthrough for getting to know people in the next class.

But she always felt that China... was a child who was not very trustworthy.

Although she appears to be just like any other sociable person on the surface, she always freezes at the happiest moments of conversation, perhaps afraid that some of her behavior is too exaggerated and she will be ridiculed...

I hope she'll be luckier, Aine thought.

Meanwhile, China was thinking about something else.

Both were strangers, but when Akari saw him, she didn't run away, but when she saw Aine, she ran away. In order not to embarrass Aine, Akari said that Akari was an acquaintance of hers.

China was initially afraid to go to school because of this incident, fearing that the truth would be exposed after Aine and Akari's conversation.

Now that she can make a living by copying songs, she seems to have even more reason not to go to school.

But China's current thought is: I have no choice but to go now.

Without the pressure of survival, school life can be done however one wants.

She no longer needed to treat the academy as her career, nor did she need to make a name for herself there. Grades, discipline, and interpersonal relationships were all irrelevant to her!

Even if he was a complete failure in school, he was still a top music producer online.

In my past life, I was in high school, feeling resentful and trying to please others. I didn't want to cause trouble, but I had to keep doing practice tests under high pressure and keep chasing after the top-ranked students.

In this life, she's going to wreak havoc all over Haneoka Academy!

"Stop, stop..."

China stopped her wild, unrestrained thoughts.

That's going too far. It's fine to go to school to experience life, but you should still pay a little more attention to your image.

Chapter 8 Some people went shopping, while others went to work.

A street corner.

A retail store happened to be playing the hit song "Wayhome" from the previous night, which made China stop in her tracks.

Its signboard lists "Daily Necessities," "Cosmetics," and various major brands on the left, while the right side features a prominent yellow banner with the word "Medicine" written in large characters.

Drugstores are places where people who initially intend to buy some medicine and leave can't help but stop and linger after seeing the dazzling array of cosmetics and accessories.

When someone suddenly receives a large sum of money, they may lose control of their spending desires.

But it seems that China is making too much money and has lost interest in the affordable items in drugstores.

This makes it easier to determine that her current happiness stems from financial abundance rather than a manic episode.

If it's a manic episode, one might buy a lot of things that they don't need, or buy so many that they can't use them all.

They only enjoy the process of buying, without considering the future use of the purchased items.

Now, by maintaining her rationality, China can at least ensure that the things she buys are used up before they expire.

However, is her current idea of ​​"buying designer brands" really that rational...?

What percentage difference is there in the ingredients between an eyebrow pencil that costs tens of yuan and a brand-name eyebrow pencil that costs hundreds of yuan?

That's what I think. But for Qiannai right now, ordinary eyebrow pencils and brand-name eyebrow pencils are just concepts like "a penny" and "a dollar".

"Human economic systems are truly fascinating..."

Returning to the beginning, China remembered that she had only come to buy medicine.

As she walked out of the daily necessities section and headed towards the medicine section, China came across a full-length mirror displayed in the doll section.

No... that's not a mirror.

Is it another... version of myself?

She also has blue hair, but her face is more delicate and fair than the dolls on the shelf.

Standing in front of the shelf, if she hadn't moved slightly and adjusted her hair, making it clear that she was human, China would have almost bought the life-size doll.

Then, she continued to stare at the dolls with signs in the glass case.

But he didn't seem hesitant or indecisive, as if he was considering whether to grit his teeth and buy it.

Instead, they acted like ordinary tourists appreciating exhibits in a museum—simply admiring them, without ever considering buying those exorbitantly priced items.

At this moment, China recalled a name that Takamatsu Akari had mentioned:

Xiangzi... At that time, the lamp mistook me for her.

Although it was the weekend, the other person was not wearing casual clothes, but was still wearing Yuuchi's school uniform.

Given their resemblance, this must be the person the lamp was referring to.

"Hey, if you're not going to buy, don't block the way."

At this moment, two girls walked up to Xiangzi's side, looking rather fierce.

Their outfits were similar: pigtails, pink and black shirts and skirts, cross necklaces, black face masks, eyelid makeup that made their eyes appear larger, and noticeable scratches on their wrists.

Some of them look familiar.

Among them, the girl who told Xiangzi not to block her way was holding a box of medicine she had just bought, which was a prescription cough medicine that required a prescription from a hospital.

The drug is more effective than over-the-counter drugs, but it is also more subject to regulation.

One pill at a time can cure a cough.

One dose at a time can cause hallucinations.

Looking at the two girls dressed like landmines, China couldn't help but subconsciously assume that they had bought the prescription drugs specifically for this latter purpose.

"Feel sorry."

Xiangzi did not show any anger despite the other party's somewhat aggressive tone, for fear of getting entangled and missing his shift.

After apologizing, she bowed slightly and took a few steps back.

But the two girls wouldn't let up and pressed closer.

Just then, Qianna's footsteps came from behind, and Xiangzi turned around.

Is it that person with handwashing obsession from yesterday?

The two girls also noticed Chika, who looked similar to Shoko, and assumed that her sisters had come to protect her, so they became a little more reserved.

But the way Qiannai strode over still made their eyes sharp.

"You want to do..."

Before the girl in front of her could finish speaking, China took out some cash from her bag.

"Can I buy this box?"

"what?"