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

Aine shook her head with some difficulty, admitting what she didn't want to admit.

Li Xi didn't hold a grudge against Aine for her slightly firm attitude towards him when she protected Qian Nai last time, so she didn't take the opportunity to make things difficult for Aine. She simply said softly:

"Try playing it first, and you can discuss with me where it needs to be simplified."

Suddenly, the sound of rolling wheels came from outside the door.

A girl with short white hair, dragging an effects pedal and carrying a guitar, casually walked into the room.

"Um, did you come to the wrong room?" Su Shi felt a sense of unease.

"No," Yoro said calmly.

Chapter 116 Now, it's Sisters' Time

Lena walked in with ease, took out her guitar, strung it up, and let her gaze linger on the sheet music on the stand, as if she were already a member of the band.

"Hmm hmm hmm..." She turned to Chunri Ying's piano sheet music and hummed the melody softly.

The sheet music flowed into her mind like sweet spring water, easily transforming into guitar tabs, and she immediately began to play the familiar intro.

Compared to the cat who was simply captivated by the melody and became engrossed in playing it, the other three people present wore more complex expressions.

Even though Aine wasn't part of the past that Kasuga Kage carried, she, like everyone else, acknowledged in her heart that this special child possessed extraordinary talent.

With a new guitarist joining the band, Ai Yin's workload has indeed been reduced considerably.

But if Rana joins... Aine will probably become invisible.

"I want to join." Le Nai's bright heterochromatic eyes had already determined that this was her home.

"Why did you choose us? Your skills are so good, you must have been invited by others, right?" Su Shi asked further.

"They're all boring women."

Lena's answer carried a hint of disdain, and her gaze inadvertently drifted toward the lamp.

"Well……"

Deng tensed up immediately. Meeting those heterochromatic blue and yellow eyes, she felt as if she were wearing the Sorting Hat at Hogwarts and undergoing a mental examination.

"What are you doing?" Li Xi warily stood between Le Nai and Deng, as if protecting a little sparrow from being teased by a cat.

However, Lena simply pursed her lips and said with interest, "An interesting woman."

It seems that this is precisely why she insisted on joining the band.

Su Shi was stunned. She never expected that the band members would be complete in this way, and there was even less reason to let Xiangzi join the band...

As for China, she felt deeply guilty about what China had done and was already ashamed to invite China back to the team.

Well, let's just keep the band going like this for now...

……

hospital.

"If possible, you can have a psychological consultation."

After spending a few minutes explaining her situation to the psychiatrist, China adjusted the prescription and left a message recommending a clinic specializing in psychological counseling.

"This is the clinic's contact number and address."

In a past life, when I went to see a doctor, the doctor also recommended this approach.

That time, the hospital called her parents, requiring them to accompany her to the doctor so that they could have a deeper conversation about the "root cause" of her illness.

The doctor's attitude towards the parents was less gentle and more serious than when she treated her. She offered a series of suggestions to improve the family environment and hoped that the parents would implement them.

During their communication with the doctor, the parents were very sincere, humbly accepted the doctor's criticism, and deeply reflected on their behavior.

When the doctor suggested that the child could have a psychological consultation, they said they would seriously consider it.

However, just a few steps outside the hospital, as they left, the emotions they had suppressed during the outpatient visit were, as always, released onto their daughter.

The father said that this outpatient visit was a waste of money and a disservice, and he bet that the younger doctor would not meet such high standards when taking care of children.

The mother remained convinced that those Western medicines were a scam. She believed that she could have managed her emotions on her own, but once she became dependent on the drugs, she could never stop, thus allowing the mother to continuously extract money from patients and their families.

She also asserted that the exorbitant fees for psychological counseling were a waste of money.

The past is no longer important, although memories still surface from time to time and occasionally appear in my dreams.

Last night, she dreamt that she swallowed a handful of pills and was rushed to the hospital, but she could not be saved.

The doctors covered her face with a white sheet, paying their final respects to her young body.

On the way from the operating room to the morgue, the parents gripped the railings of the mortuary, tears streaming down their faces, filled with remorse for their actions.

The girl, observing everything from the perspective of an outsider, coldly watched it all with a hint of schadenfreude.

"Could this be considered... a beautiful dream?"

Based on the information, it appears to be a clinic located near the Ikebukuro West Exit North subway station.

China clicked on the "Reservation" option, only to find that all the afternoon reservations were already full.

That's true. During peak periods like Golden Week, it's very difficult to get a spot without making a reservation in advance.

Just as she was about to check the reservation status for the next few days, she suddenly discovered that there was an extra spot available for the afternoon reservations.

It seems someone canceled their appointment.

Almost instinctively, China clicked the reservation button and successfully secured this coveted spot.

If it weren't for the substantial revenue her released songs brought her, she probably wouldn't have been so quick to click on them.

After securing a spot, she began to wonder what kind of spiritual nourishment the 12,000 yuan per hour psychological counseling could bring her.

"China." A familiar voice interrupted her thoughts.

It was Xiangzi who came over.

Unlike her student attire when we bumped into each other on the weekend, today she was wearing a white shirt with wide cuffs and a black thin bow tie, paired with a beige tweed skirt with black plaid.

Although the clothes are of average quality, the clever matching makes the overall look elegant and bright, while the black bow tie adds a touch of composure.

He has good taste in clothes, but... he's also quite frugal. Entrusting a portion of his assets to Xiangzi would be perfectly fine.

"You've been discharged from the hospital?"

As soon as Xiangzi asked the question, he noticed a slight bulge at the cuff of Qiannai's right sleeve, indicating that the IV catheter had not yet been removed.

"Come out and get some fresh air."

China stretched and took a deep breath of fresh air, but complained with a hint of regret, "Sigh, it all smells like newly laid asphalt."

She abruptly changed the subject, raising her phone towards Xiangzi with a hint of uncertainty.

"Actually, there's something else I wanted to do."

"My doctor recommended that I see a therapist, and I've already made an appointment... Do you think this is a waste of money?"

Xiangzi asked in bewilderment, "This deposit is non-refundable, isn't it? Why didn't you think about this before making the reservation?"

"I guess it was just a momentary impulse. When I saw that the list was full and then a spot suddenly became available, I just went and grabbed it."

China's tone showed little regret, as if even if it was a waste of money, she wouldn't mind spending ten or twenty thousand to satisfy her curiosity.

This convinced Xiangzi that she really needed someone to manage her money.

However, from Xiangzi's perspective, psychological counseling is still meaningful.

"I recently looked at some materials, and the threshold for obtaining a mental health counselor qualification certificate is quite high."

"Moreover, it's a clinic recommended to you by a doctor from a specialized hospital, similar to a top-tier hospital, so it should be quite reputable... If a doctor wanted to make a profit by recommending a shady consultant, the Ministry of Health, Labour and Welfare wouldn't let that person get away with it."

Hearing Xiangzi say that, Qiannai felt much more at ease, and then invited him:

"How about we go for a consultation together?"

"No"

Xiangzi replied quickly.

"I'll go to the clinic with you, and then I'll wait for you at the clinic entrance."

A hint of worry flashed in China's eyes. She wondered how long Xiangzi could mentally cope after experiencing such a dramatic change.

However, she respected Xiangzi's choice and stopped interfering.

"Let's go, let's go to the tram station first."

As Xiangzi turned to walk, he saw that the taxi Qiannai had called online had already arrived nearby.

"I'll try riding the tram again next time."

"I can't help but say this," Qian Nai said casually, then opened the back door with one hand and extended an invitation to Xiangzi with the other.

"Please come in, Miss Toyokawa."

This guy... is so extravagant that he's never even ridden a tram?

Xiangzi shook his head and, as he approached the car, reminded Qianna of the key points:

"When opening the car door for someone, use your other hand to hold the top edge of the door to prevent them from bumping their head, even if they are too short to do so."

“Understood, Miss Toyokawa,” Chinami raised her eyelids. “I’ll be more careful next time.”

"No need for next time."

After getting into the car, Xiangzi moved to the inside to make it easier for Qiannai to get in.

"Isn't it just red tape to you?"

Chika then got into the car: "If we run into some important person, we'll still have to deal with them, right?"

"Would you be willing to be a well-behaved and clever person?" Judging from China's performance in class, Shoko found it hard to believe that China would compromise because she "wanted to improve too much".

After a snort, Chika replied truthfully, "I'd probably overturn the tables of the big shots."

……

"By the way, has your sister been doing any other part-time jobs lately?"

As they drove through the streets in a taxi, Qianna casually asked a question after glancing at a flower shop.

"Why do you ask about this?"

"I think the florist is pretty good, with an artistic flair."

"...I'm busy with your business right now, so let's skip this."

Xiangzi used to work as a day-wage customer service representative, but he hasn't been there for the past few days.

She needs to dedicate more time to fully fulfilling her role as an "agent" to ensure that her work is commensurate with her compensation.

The position of staff member for a rising star in the music industry and a virtual streamer is extremely attractive to many. Xiangzi received a large number of resumes as a result, requiring him to conduct thorough screening and interviews.

Especially during the Golden Week holiday, business comes in droves.

The time Xiangzi spent working as a customer service representative was not easy, but that experience did improve her oral communication skills, which is beneficial for her current job interviews.

After the communication targets changed from customers who were treated like "gods" to job seekers looking for a salary, although I was still busy, it wasn't as unbearable as before.

It's hard to say. She hasn't interviewed many people yet, and hasn't encountered any bizarre job seekers that raised her blood pressure.

As for florists...

"Do you have ulterior motives?"

Xiangzi looked at himself and realized he had nothing with him except his shoulder bag, and said keenly.

"Ah, you saw right through me."

China's eyes held a hint of dazedness, as if she were conjuring up some beautiful scene in her mind.

"I was thinking of asking you to bring me some flowers when you visit me~"

"I'll learn about flower arranging when I have time..."

Xiangzi didn't answer directly, but it seemed she would send over a flower basket she had designed herself.

China had also decided on a return gift.

When she first met Shoko at the drugstore, China bought a doll and ordered clothes for it, planning to dress it up nicely.

"Is flower arrangement difficult to learn?" China asked.