Doomsday Bosses Win the Entertainment Industry

She slumped on the ground, looking straight at one place.

After nearly half a minute, the eyeballs moved and gradually regained the focus.

Qin Jue stood up little by little, dragged a lame leg, knelt down and crawled somewhere, carefully grabbed something, and held it in his arms.

It was the "schoolbag" she was thrown out earlier.

There's nothing wrong with that position. What a terrifying spatial memory!

Qin Jue didn't give Tang Ting more time to be surprised. She was holding her schoolbag, her upper body was half propped up, but her back was hunched and trembling slightly.

She jumped to the ground abruptly, put one hand on the ground, and retched violently.

It was a strong feeling of nausea surging from the depths of her stomach. She vomited in pain and spasmed, but the panic in her expression did not take up a large proportion, and her eyes were more confused and blank.

This is the most common and logical situation.

Just like someone walking on the street and being slapped suddenly, the first reaction of most people is not to fight back, not to be angry, not to be afraid, but to be confused - why me?

Where did I provoke you? Why are you doing this to me?

Qin Jue pressed one hand on the ground and the other firmly on the "schoolbag", twitching and vomiting, saliva dripping from his lips, and he was embarrassed.

This is school violence.

This is the purest malice.

There is no reason, no reason, relying on ignorance and arrogance to easily inflict harm on the innocent weak.

Qin Jue shuddered, his eyes looked upward, moving slowly from left to right.

This is looking at people...

Both the interviewer and the audience sketched the picture in her eyes.

It was the one who was in the bathroom originally.

But when she was violently bullied, no one came to help her.

Instead, it was the look of disgust she cast when she fell to the ground and vomited, and maybe there was a pointing hand.

Qin Jue's body shrunk even smaller.

She lowered her head, her shoulders were trembling, and when she stood up against the ground, she fell down again because one leg was crippled. Just hearing the sound was painful.

She tried her best to stand up again, maintain her balance, and limped away.

Then, Qin Jue walked to the center of the open space. She took out the "key", opened the "door", and crept back to her room like a panicked little beast.

She put down her schoolbag, squatted on the ground slowly, and wrapped her arms tightly around herself.

After a while, she kept this position and lay down on her side, wriggling inward little by little, her eyes closed, her face pale and shivering.

——She curled up and hid under the bed.

The scene is unbelievably real.

The corner of the interviewer's mouth on He Xu's right twitched fiercely. She recalled the news. The children who had suffered school violence returned home and were so scared that they hid under the bed.

The atmosphere of the entire venue was terribly depressing, only the sound of the camera equipment was faint.

Then he saw Qin Jue opened his eyes, got up, put his hands back on his chest and armpits, lowered his head and slowly walked forward.

Oh, this is a transition.

Everyone was stunned.

Not long after, Qin Jue stopped his limping steps again, looking at the ground, trembling desperately, not daring to raise his head.

She "sees" the familiar pair of shoes.

The audience's heart was pulled fiercely, this young man, is he going to be bullied again?

Yes.

Qin Jue fell backwards to the ground, his body kept twisting due to "kicks", and finally he could only curl his hands around his head.

After a few seconds, she stood up again, lowered her head and walked slowly forward.

God, do you want to come again?

The only woman in the interviewer covered the lower half of her face with her hands.

Sure enough, Qin Jue fell to the ground again, this time her hands were separated, and the "fist" was poured frantically on her face.

After a few seconds, she stood up again...

Some people in the audience couldn't take it any longer and looked away in embarrassment.

He was bullied again and again like this, when is he a head? When will it end?

But... the real school violence is like this.

Those who are bullied never know when this hellish day will end.

Qin Jue fell to the ground.

Fall to the ground again.

The last time, the zipper of her "school uniform" slid down during the beating, and her neck, shirt, and blood were stained.

She slumped on the ground in a large shape, her eyes staring straight at the ceiling camera, and even blinking seemed sluggish.

After a while, Qin Jue stood up again.

This time, her expression changed, she no longer had confusion, no fear, and even her physical nausea was gone.

She patted the dust on her body indifferently, picked up her schoolbag and carried it on her back.

After walking to the edge of the open space and turning around, everyone raised their spirits.

This is a new transition.

What is he going to do? Will he regain his courage and start resisting? Or do you want to ask your teacher for help?

"This day" Qin Jue, with his hands hanging by his side, doesn't seem to be carrying a schoolbag.

She pushed open the "door", moved over a little bit on the side, suddenly took a small step back, and squatted down in a hurry, picking up something on the ground.

"It's in the classroom."

Tang Ting said softly.

She turned sideways because there were dense desks and chairs in the classroom, and books were piled on the desks, so she could only turn her body sideways. He squatted down and picked it up, apparently accidentally knocked off his classmate's belongings. Seeing his gestures, he should have picked up pens one by one, put them into the stationery box, held them up and handed them over, nodding apologetically.

After completing this series of movements, she carefully walked sideways, gradually changing from sideways to facing as she moved forward.

Experienced people immediately knew that this was going to the back row of the class.

Poor students and gangsters usually stay in the back row. Naturally, there are no books on the table, so they don't have to turn sideways.

He really came to find the "people" who bullied him.

Both the audience and the interviewer concentrated and waited for Qin Jue's next move.

Unexpectedly, her face was still full of fear and cowardice. They clearly saw her being "roared" and took two steps back with shrugged shoulders.

"Teacher," Qin Jue finally said the first sentence, and his voice broke, "Teacher told you to go, go to the sports warehouse, move... move things."

Her voice was hoarse, swallowing constantly, stammering, and her voice was a little sweet.

"Mother-in-law"... This is probably the reason why this boy was bullied for no reason. The audience thought so.

Qin Jue took another step back, apparently the "people" in front of him stood up.

Her calf trembled suddenly, and a look of pain appeared on her face.

"You show me the way!"

The second voice is extremely abrupt, but it is very natural in the plot.

No. 2 raised his head in surprise, and it was He Xu who made the sound.

Qin Jue was not affected in any way, he shrank, looked at the "people" who gave orders, nodded his head, and turned around.

She circled around the open space, staggering forward from time to time, and it seemed that she was constantly kicked by "people" along the way.

Finally, she stopped, stretched out her hand to "open the door", and turned her steps 90 degrees, like welcoming guests and like a watchdog, obediently holding the door and waiting for "people" to enter.

"Fuck, it's so dark! Why are you standing there, turn on the light for Lao Tzu!"

This time, it was Tang Ting who made the sound.

Qin Jue didn't respond, she turned around slowly and slowly, and closed the "door".

There was silence for a second or two.

The audience could imagine the impatient cursing of the "person".

In the open space, within the camera, Qin Jue slowly turned to "him".

She didn't deliberately sullen her face, neither fierce nor angry. She just raised her eyelids indifferently and slowly and looked over.

There was a pool of stagnant water in those dark brown eyes, which was boiling.

She picked up "a thing" very gently, clasped it in the palm of her hand, and looked straight ahead, one step, two steps.

The camera directly opposite perfectly recorded her slowly advancing figure.

Three steps, four steps.

The two girls who were the guides were cold all over their bodies, and the backs of their hands were behind their backs and they were choking on the fabric.

very scary.

So scary, so scary.

He's coming, he's coming--

hum!

Qin Jue slammed down towards the camera!

"Ah!" Several people in the audience below the stage screamed.

She obviously held air in her hand, but she just waved "wind"!

The cameraman was also startled, unable to control his hand, and the angle of the camera was skewed.

This skew, it is more like a "person" was hit by a blow, and his head was skewed to one side.

Qin Jue "held" the weapon with one hand, and his body was completely upright.

She stood there, looking down at the camera.

The director cut all six screens to this position.

The camera is the perspective of the "person" at this time. From the perspective, Qin stood there with no anger or anger, his eyes were calm, and there was even a trace of curious exploration, as if the person who just started was not her~www.wuxiaspot.com ~ What is he going to do?

The audience got goosebumps. It was obvious that this young man was the one who was bullied not long ago. Why, why is he so scary now?

Qin Jue held up the slanted camera with his free hand, just like holding up the "man"'s chin.

From the first point of view, the sense of substitution is very strong, and Tang Ting couldn't help shivering.

Four suffocating seconds passed, Qin Jue scrutinized the expression of this "person", her eyes were still fixed on the camera, her sickly pale face, and the corners of her mouth slowly opened to the sides.

Like a child getting a new toy, she showed a happy smile.

Everyone can get a message from her terrifying smile—

"It turns out that hurting others is so interesting."

……

The expression on Qin Jue's face suddenly changed.

The whole audience followed her changes and their hearts were beating wildly for a moment.

I saw her unhurriedly sorting out her messy clothes, walked to the center of the open space, and bowed in the direction of the auditorium and the interviewer.

"My performance is over, thank you all," she said.

Performance!

The crowd suddenly woke up!

Yes, she is performing!

But what she was performing was completely inconsistent with—

The expressions on some people's faces completely froze.

What did Mr. He say just now?

"Show Mawson," he said.

Play Mawson.

Qin Jue's audition was not in the script or the original, but she did play Mo Sen!

Which paragraph has never been written, the former Mawson!

Mawson who twisted from victim to perpetrator!

There was an uproar in the audience!