Doomsday Bosses Win the Entertainment Industry

The melodious light music sounded, and the teacher on the podium just finished the last question.

"Okay, get out of class is over."

He packed the lesson plans and workbooks and left the second year (1) class under his arm.

The dead classroom just now suddenly became lively. Some people were lying on the table to catch up with sleep, some people took out the portable butter bread and milk to eat, and most of them were students working in groups, and the girls smiled and held their hands. Holding hands to go to the toilet, the boys gathered together to chat about sports and games.

"Hahahaha, what! How can I remember that it was - wow!"

The boy put his hands on the table and chatted happily. When talking about his excitement, he accidentally waved his classmate's pencil case to the ground in front of him.

"Shit!" The owner of the pencil case scolded with a smile, bending over to pick it up.

He picked it up and saw a pen rolled under the girl's chair at the front table, so he reached out and patted her on the shoulder.

"Hey! That..."

The boy didn't remember her name for a while, but fortunately, the girl has turned her head back, thick bangs, gray glasses, ordinary yellow skin and ordinary freckles, there are no iconic features that can be remembered.

"...What's wrong?" She moved her lips.

"That, pen, help me pick it up, thank you." The boy said carelessly.

"Oh."

The girl moved the chair and leaned down to pick up the pen.

By the time she put the pen back on the boy's desk, the boy and his buddy continued to chat with each other in full swing, not even paying any attention to it.

The girl turned around silently.

"Liang Susu!" Someone ran over and asked, "Where's the hair tie you said earlier?"

"Ah?" The girl raised her head and opened her mouth again, "I... I didn't wear it today."

"Oh fine."

The female student who came to ask her shrugged casually, returned to her seat with a nonchalant expression on her face, and soon started chatting with the people around her.

The girls looked at them and kept watching until the school bell rang.

…

Liang Susu is a student.

The school is the society of adolescents, and the class is their social circle.

A circle has a center, just like a pyramid has a top.

People with good grades.

good looking people.

Wealthy and powerful people in the family.

A person who can sing, play the piano, dance and calligraphy.

A person with good motor nerves who also fights well.

There is really no speciality, but someone who can tell jokes to make everyone happy.

These people are the so-called existences standing on the "top".

They have their own small groups, many friends, and they can always find companions to chat with and share their daily lives with.

If everything is divided according to class, then they are undoubtedly the "upper class" people in the class.

People like Liang Susu with average grades, average appearance, and unremarkable personality, without any advantages or even any distinctive features, are the "poor" in the class.

Even a poor student with a transcript and seat at the bottom would get a little extra attention, but she can't, she's too ordinary, so ordinary that she doesn't have any sense of existence, and she doesn't have any bright spots from the beginning to the end.

Want to be noticed.

Want to be noticed.

If you want to be the center of the crowd, no, as long as you can integrate into the circle of those "upper" people.

Liang Susu clenched the cuffs of her school uniform.

School uniforms are a good thing in a sense, and everyone wears the same regardless of gender, grade, rich or not.

This is a method used by schools and teachers in order to balance the gap between students and treat them equally.

But there is always a way to find a place to show something different. Like I said before, grades, looks, etc.

These "hard standards" are difficult for ordinary people to achieve.

Fortunately, God is still kind, and He can always leave a channel.

Like girls' hair ties.

Every once in a while, "popular things" appear in the circle of the class, which has become the subject of everyone's attention and hot discussion.

If I can catch up with the fashion, I can catch up with my classmates I didn't know well.

So at that time, Liang Susu couldn't help but be short of breath. She thought, she couldn't compare or take out the others, but the hair tie was already the minimum threshold to squeeze into the social circle of the class. Now she can do it.

She began to pay attention to the preferences of girls. There is actually no fixed standard for "popular items". Everyone always likes novelty things. Mengmeng's hair tie is printed with a circle of small butterflies, so she is called cute, Kiki's hair The circle has a log grain, and it also wears a delicate pendant. It is classical and elegant, and it has won a lot of envious eyes.

The hair tie used by Liang Susu is the most common elastic black headband. It has no decorations and can be seen everywhere. Ten pay points can buy a bunch.

She wants a nice hair tie.

It's good-looking, expensive, and very conspicuous when worn. In short, it can attract the attention of others, and even make them envy and praise the hair tie.

Liang Susu picked one on the Internet.

This hair tie is pale pink, looks like a soft fluffy cloud, very cute, and it is also inlaid with sparkling crystal diamonds, which is dazzling.

What's more, it comes from a famous brand, it is hand-made, the process is complicated, and the construction period is long. If the customer has demand, she can also engrave her own initials on the hanging chain, which is unique.

Every element is so stylish, high-end and eye-catching.

That's it!

Liang Susu gritted her teeth looking at the price listed for 12,866 payment points.

She secretly swiped her parent's credit card, trembling with fear during the payment process, but in the end she resolutely poked the confirmation button on the screen.

"call…"

Liang Susu's heart was beating wildly, her face was sweaty, and she took a long breath.

She looked up at the shabby ceiling, her eyes flickering with hope, as if she could foresee everyone surrounding her, curiously discussing her hair tie.

Then, Liang Susu removed the traces and put her father's mobile phone back in its original place.

The man was still sleeping on the floor not far away, snoring loudly, and didn't notice what his daughter was doing.

Liang Susu glanced at him with a complicated expression, pouted, returned to her bed, and fell asleep with dreamy anticipation.

…

Liang Susu waited for a long time.

She did not expect that the production time of the handmade custom hair tie would be so long, it would last for two months.

During this period, Liang Susu's secret card swiping was discovered by her father. He was so angry that his whole face was so hideous that he took her to the corridor of the old building and beat and scolded her.

The man scolded so much that the whole building could hear it, and Liang Susu, limping with a sore leg from the kick, huddled in the corner and was scolded.

After a while, he was going to go out to work, so he put both house keys in his body, leaving Liang Susu to stand outside and reflect.

Liang Susu stayed in the corner for a few minutes, took a breath, stood up, and simply ran out. Since then, she has a hobby of going out when her father is not at home.

A few days later, the courier she was thinking about finally arrived.

Liang Susu carefully unpacked and washed his hands three times before taking out the custom hair tie and holding it in the palm of his hand. It looks better than expected, soft, light and shiny. Yes, it seems that only the little princesses in the castle wear such hair accessories.

The next day, Liang Susu solemnly tied a ponytail and went to school with her schoolbag on her back.

No one paid attention to her.

From morning reading to evening self-study, as usual, no one gave her a second look, no one came to talk to her, everyone was talking and laughing in their own small circle, very happy.

...Look at me!

Liang Susu opened her mouth.

She looked at the figure of the other female classmates who were laughing and packing their schoolbags and leaving the classroom, only then did she realize that too long had passed.

Hair ties are long gone.

Everyone is not interested anymore.

Liang Susu is still the same Liang Susu, plain, mediocre, and insignificant.