Fu*k you idiot!

Revised by: Chemistry is fun!!

When I get into the backstage I see a sad Liz looking at the hand of a man using a tuxedo suit with a bandaged hand.

Coming close I hear him saying. "I'm really sorry Liz. When I went to close the car door it closed on my finger."

"It's all right Jeff, my friend said he's going to replace you. He doesn't look very trustworthy, but that's all we have." Lisa says disappointed.

"Who is not trustworthy?" I say as I put my arm around her shoulder.

"You're not trustworthy, Mr. Piano driver." She says as she takes my hand from her shoulder.

"But like you said, I'm the only option. So trust me." I say as I blab at her.

"Unfortunately." She says.

I see her opening a folder and taking out some papers.

"Here, this is the score. Do you think you can play until the time of my presentation?" She says as she hands me the score.

Looking at the score I literally don't understand anything. I only see some symbols that resemble emojis on a phone. But I can't show it in front of her, if everything is as I plan, it will work out.

"Of course, I don't guarantee it's going to be a perfect performance, but I think I can follow the score." I say while I thumbs-up at her.

"Okay, I'll try and get you a suit." She says as she goes out looking for someone who has already finished the presentation to lend a tuxedo since her accompaniment is too tall for me, the tuxedo would look big.

After a while she comes back carrying a hanger with a tuxedo.

"Give it a try and see if it gets any better." She says as she hands me over.

Walking into the dressing room I begin to change. Looks like we got lucky, the tuxedo looks like it was tailor made for me.

When I leave the dressing room I see Liz and Jeff looking at me in shock.

"You ... My God, how did you hide like this?" Lisa says as she looks at me with her mouth open in surprise and her cheek a little flushed.

I usually wear loose clothing since I lost weight very fast and didn't have time to buy clothes for my size. I keep wearing my fat clothes, so nobody can see my muscles when I go out normally. But with that tuxedo it definitely shows.

My body is as muscular as a swimmer's. The system managed to make me move from fat to tasty in a month. While the black tuxedo shows many curves of my body, my long hair in flames and my eyes with heterochromia give a unique touch to me. My CHARM at 53 has already left me with a slightly above average face. Since the average is 50.

"Did you like what you're looking at?" I joke making finger guns and poking at her.

Her face turns redder and she looks away. "Who would like to look at you idiot. Let's go, 10 minutes from now it's our turn."

While we're in the queue I start to sweat looking at the score in my hands. 'My God, I definitely can't be wrong.' I think about remembering my plan.

When it finally comes our turn we go on stage together.

"My God, who is that guy?" I hear some girls talking. "Look at his eyes, how incredible."

"Who is that girl?" Liz hears some guys talking. "What a nipon catch, huh?"

When I sit at the piano I hear the sound I prayed so hard to listen.

[Ding, mission completed. Disaster successfully avoided. Reward: 50 Piano Proficiency.]

After the notification I feel a flood of information flooding my head. But nothing compared to when I received the memories of that body.

Now when I look at the score I can see which note I have to play at what time. I'm finally confident.

Looking at Liz who's staring at me worried, I nod and she waves back.

Following the score I begin to follow up for her. The music that we will play is very beautiful. Nothing compared to the classical music of my old world, but to a "layman" like me, it's good to hear.

The song goes smoothly. I managed to keep playing without any glaring errors. I underestimated the 50 points of proficiency. If the stat points average is 50, the average proficiency points is 40. This reminds me of GoA. After I reached 50 proficiency points I managed to turn platinum, which is already less than 3% of the server.

The presentation ended with nothing going wrong. Liz played her cello beautifully as I managed to create a perfect background for her.

"The girl played well, not to mention that her appearance gave her a great stage presence." A judge says looking at others.

"Yes, and her accompaniment is unique, whether it's his appearance or even playing, he's way above the average accompaniment we see around." Other jurors say.

"Yes, he played every note in his time and with the necessary subtlety. They must have trained a lot together." A chubby juror says.

"My God, did you see that cutie playing? Linda, tell me that you recorded it, we have to post it on Qitube." A girl who was watching said to her friend.

"Yes, his hair and that body. His face is quite normal, but that nice body makes up for everything." Linda responds.

After thanking us we got off the stage. In the backstage we gave a cry of joy. I am why the disaster didn't happen and she is why it all worked out.

We stare at each other and smile. A smile of pure joy.

"Let's celebrate?" I've ask her.

"Yeah, where are we going?" She asks me while she puts her cello away.

"How about a pizza?" I say walking into the dressing room.

"Yuup!"

After I leave the dressing room in my giant clothes while holding the tuxedo she looks at me and says. "You need to improve your wardrobe. Looks like you're wearing a curtain."

"Hehe, I guess so." I say as I scratch the back of my neck.

After she returns the suit to whoever lent it we leave. While I'm driving she turns to me and says softly. "Thanks."

"What? I didn't hear you." I say teasing.

"Thank you, idiot." She says louder.

"I can't hear you." I say screaming.

"Fuck you idiot." She says as she throws the bag at me.

"Heeey, I'm driving. Be careful!"

"I said, if your house is on fire, I'll help, so what's a mere concert? You can leave it to Dominic Beethoven here." I say with a thumbs up.

The drive home goes okay without problems. When we get to her house with 3 pizzas Sum Hee smiles and talks. "Apparently the competition was good huh?"

"It was a very good mother. Jeff hurt his hand today, it's good that Zy knows how to play the piano, otherwise I'd be screwed." Lisa says as she goes upstairs to put her cello away.

"Ohh, so you know how to play the piano Zhanye?" Sun Hee asks me in awe.

"I only know enough not to embarrass myself, Sun Hee. Nothing compared to Liz's cello skills." I say scratching his cheek.

Meanwhile I see a guy who looks like a zombie coming down the stairs following the smell of pizza.