I won the Best Actress Grand Slam at the age of twenty-six, and the world suddenly stopped.
The system said that I was just a character in the novel, and the author in the real world - a real daughter who was rejected by a wealthy family - was about to commit suicide and stop writing.
When I opened my eyes again, I became her.
I looked at the fake daughter who mocked me as a country bumpkin, my eccentric parents, and the barrage of blackmail all over the Internet.
I laughed.
When it comes to being crazy, everyone here is trash.
