Daiyu from the Red Mansion is also arguing with people today

With a "ding" sound, the phone screen lit up.

【You received a new comment. 】

Dai Yu quickly clicked on the notification on his phone. In an instant, it seemed as if all the blood in his body rushed to his brain.

【I just want to say one thing, what is written. 】

Her fingers trembled slightly as they slid slowly upwards. Every word was like a knife, scraping her face painfully.

[The logic is not sound and the writing is poor. I gave it four stars because I was afraid that the comments would be deleted. ]

[It seems to be another bad novel. ]

【A diary, avoid thunder. 】

[I feel that the author is not very cultured. I suggest you read more.]

Her fingertips gradually became cold, and she dug hard at the edge of the screen, resisting the urge to curse back and exiting the app.

Apart from the others, the last comment is correct.

She really has nothing in common with the beautiful and talented Lin Daiyu in the famous novel.

Dai Yu is an orphan who grew up in an orphanage. In order to earn a living, he worked part-time while studying in high school and finally got his diploma.

After graduation, she found a newly opened boxing gym and started as a handyman. At that time, she did everything, such as cleaning, moving equipment, and any dirty and tiring work, for fear that the boss would fire her.

Thanks to the strength she gained from working, she had the opportunity to learn boxing from a boxer when the boxing gym was short of female boxers.

However, the industry has been in recession in the past two years, and Dai Yu and his gym have also been affected, with many coaches leaving.

Recently, the boxing gym finally couldn't sustain itself anymore and said it would close for renovation. In fact, the owner ran away secretly.

If the boss hadn't told her the truth because Dai Yu had been working with him from the beginning, she would probably have to face an empty venue.

Dai Yu clicked on the writer's assistant and stared at the 50,000-word novel in a trance.

These days, she finally understood her current situation and realized that she was too blind and self-righteous in the past.

At that time, she just heard from netizens that writing online articles could make money, so she rushed into this market without thinking. She didn't know about the platform style, hot topic, Sanjiang, etc.

The result was naturally that he fell into all the traps and failed.

"You deserve to be scolded." Dai Yu laughed sarcastically, picked up his phone, put on his coat and went out.

Looking at the wall of book sections in the library, Dai Yu, who has been competitive all his life, quickly made a decision: if he wants to improve his cultural level, he might as well start with "Dream of the Red Chamber"!

But who could tell her why this novel was so different from her impression of the TV series?

Outside the window, the morning light was dim, and a ray of sunlight came in through the gap in the curtains, shining on the fluorescent display screen.

Dai Yu held the Zhipi edition of "Dream of the Red Chamber" in one hand, with a TV series playing next to him.

The cursor on the document flashed repeatedly, and the name of the document was quite eye-catching: A Hundred Reasons Why I Don't Like Baochai.

Dai Yu twisted her numb neck, making a slight clicking sound. She woke up her computer and continued typing rapidly.

Even though she had been reading novels and watching TV dramas all night, she didn't feel tired, but rather quite excited.

However, the next second, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her left chest, as if a hand reached into her body and tightly grasped her heart.

Dai Yu covered her chest in pain and slammed her face heavily on the keyboard, leaving uneven patterns on her face.

Her eyes were fixed on the mouse, the breathing light flickered, and her mind was like a kaleidoscope, rapidly replaying past scenes.

A series of regrets lingered in her mind: she shouldn't have stayed up late, she shouldn't have watched so many short videos, she shouldn't have failed to study hard, she shouldn't have let those relatives go, she shouldn't have been so noble and arrogant...

[Ding——matched with a suitable host, please ask if you want to bind. 】

Suddenly, a voice appeared in Dai Yu's mind. A gleam of light flashed across her gradually dilated pupils.

She didn't care what kind of system this was. The fear of death in her heart drove her to shout in her heart: Yes, yes, yes!

The next moment, Dai Yu felt as if he had become a piece of duckweed on the sea, his body light and helpless.

She could no longer distinguish between reality and illusion, and allowed this weak feeling to drag her consciousness into an endless abyss.

After an unknown amount of time, I heard someone talking in my ear: "The girl has been in a coma for a long time, why hasn't she woken up yet? If it's past dinner time, it will be bad for her spleen and stomach. Mother Wang, do you think we should wake the girl up for dinner?"

"Forget it. If I go back to sleep, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep again at night."

Dai Yu felt two footsteps approaching slowly, and someone whispered in her ear: "Girl, wake up!"

A small hand was touching her forehead, and Dai Yu instinctively slapped the mischievous hand away with a slap, making a crisp sound.

"Mom, the girl is awake! Girl, it's time to take medicine."

Dai Yu struggled to open her heavy eyes, and a bowl of black medicine soup was placed in front of her. The bitter smell of the medicine rushed to her nose.

She felt nauseous and couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of sour water. She caught a glimpse of the straw curtain hanging on the window beside the bed, and cried out in her heart: Why am I on a boat? God wants to kill me!

Perhaps Dai Yu suffered a disaster with water in her previous life. As strong as she is and able to beat all the male boxers in the martial arts gym, she is only afraid of swimming and riding on a boat.

Dai Yu suppressed his nausea, drank the medicine in one gulp, and asked weakly, "Where are we now?"

The two people in front of her were a little girl of eight or nine years old, and a middle-aged woman in her late forties.

Both of them had their hair in ancient buns, which clearly did not belong to the era in which Dai Yu lived.

"The girl has been in a coma for most of the day. It's getting late today, otherwise our ship would have left Yangzhou Prefecture." Xueyan replied.

[Luckily it's inconvenient to sail at night, otherwise I would have felt even more dizzy. Wasn't I almost dying before?] Dai Yu was puzzled, but his face showed no expression.

"Serve the meal." Dai Yu uttered a few words calmly, but he did not expect that the maid and the old woman would all show happy smiles on their faces.

"The young lady wants to eat. I guess she is feeling much better now!" the little maid muttered as she walked outside.

[Oh right! Before I lost consciousness, I clearly heard the voice of the system! System? System! ]

[Binding the knowledge collection system successfully! The system is connecting to the small world, please wait.] That cold and neutral voice sounded in Dai Yu's mind again.

Dai Yu's hands froze as he secretly complained: [What a rubbish system that doesn't even provide a plot. Now I'm completely in the dark and don't know anything about the character settings! ]

She could only let the maid help her put on her clothes and then help her sit on the small couch by the window.

The little maid soon came back with a food box. On the small coffee table were four exquisite side dishes and a small bowl of glutinous rice porridge.

Dai Yu's lips twitched slightly, and he said calmly: "You are no longer needed here, you can go downstairs and have your meal."

The little maid seemed to want to say something, but was pulled out by the old woman.