Transmigrate Into a Book in the 1970s: The Sign-In System Helps Me Live Life on My Own Terms

(A word of warning: The author is hopeless at writing romance. The romance scenes they produce are painfully awkward, but they’re stubbornly determined to write them anyway. They’ve been single their whole life and want to try writing a love story. Of course, if they really can’t manage it, the story might end up without a couple.)

Struck by a freak accident, Li Li gets hit on the forehead by a System and dragged into the period novel she was reading on her phone. She becomes a minor character whose biological father doesn’t love her and whose cruel stepmother eventually forces her to move to the countryside, where she vanishes without a trace. Li Li flips the table and refuses to play along. Who the hell wants to move to the countryside? Doesn’t anyone know that sending a delicate young woman like her there is like throwing a meat bun to a dog, never to be seen again?

The biological father, stepmother, and the rest of the family, who were taught a lesson by a certain meat bun and sent packing, now cower in a corner of the farm, trembling as they gnaw on black steamed buns made from who-knows-what.