Chapter 691 Liang Susu's Story (Part 1) [Additional Chapter 11 for Qiao Xiaohe]

Melodious light music sounded, and the teacher on the podium just finished explaining the last test question.

"Okay, get out of class is over."

He arranged the lesson plans and exercise books, tucked them under his arm and left Class 1, Grade 2.

The classroom that was lifeless just now suddenly became lively. Some people were lying on the table to catch up on their sleep. Some people took out portable packages of butter bread and milk for snacks. More students were working in groups. The girls were smiling and shaking hands. Holding hands to go to the toilet, the boys gathered in a group and talked about sports and games.

"Hahahahaha, what! Why do I remember that the last word was - wow!"

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

"Damn!" The owner of the pencil bag cursed with a smile and bent down to pick it up.

As he was picking it up, he saw a pen rolled under the girl's chair at the front desk, so he reached out and patted her shoulder.

"Hey! That..."

The boy didn't remember her name for a moment, but fortunately the girl had turned her head. She had thick bangs, gray glasses, ordinary yellow skin and ordinary freckles. There were no iconic features that people could remember.

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

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

"oh."

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

By the time she put the pen back on the boy's desk, the boy was already chatting animatedly with his buddies without even paying any attention to her.

The girl turned around silently.

"Liang Susu!" Someone came over and asked, "Where is the hair tie you mentioned before?"

"Ah?" The girl raised her head and opened her mouth again and 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 an indifferent expression, and soon started chatting with the people around her. It seemed that she just remembered something trivial and asked casually.

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

…

Liang Susu is a student.

School is a society for adolescent boys and girls, and class is their social circle.

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

People with good grades.

Good-looking people.

A person whose family is rich and powerful.

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

A person who has good motor skills and is a good fighter.

A person who really has no special skills but can tell jokes to make everyone happy.

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

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

If everything were divided according to class, then they would undoubtedly be the "upper class" people in the class.

People like Liang Susu, who have average grades, average looks, and mediocre personalities, without any advantages or even any distinctive characteristics, are the "poor" in the class.

Even the poor student whose transcript and seat are at the bottom will get a little extra attention, but not her. She is too ordinary, so ordinary that she has no sense of existence. She is neither good nor bad from beginning to end, with no highlights at all.

Want to be noticed.

Want to be noticed.

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

Liang Susu tightened her cuffs of her school uniform.

School uniforms are a good thing in a sense. Everyone, regardless of gender, grade, rich or poor, wears the same thing.

This is a means for schools and teachers to balance the gap between students and treat them equally.

But everyone always finds ways to show their differences. Like I said before, grades, appearance, etc.

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

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

Such as girls' hair ties.

Every once in a while, "popular items" appear in the class circle and become a topic of heated discussion.

If you can catch up with the trend, you can strike up a conversation with classmates you are not familiar with.

So at that time, Liang Susu couldn't help but feel short of breath. She thought, she couldn't compare to the others, and she couldn't do it, but the hair tie was already the lowest threshold to squeeze into the class social circle. Now she could do it.

She began to pay attention to the preferences of girls. In fact, there is no fixed standard for "popular items". Everyone always likes novel things. Mengmeng's hair band was printed with a circle of small butterflies, so she was shouted cute, and Qiqi's hair band was The circle has log lines and a delicate pendant. It is classic and elegant, and has attracted many envious glances.

The hair tie used by Liang Susu is the most common elastic black hair tie with no decorations. It can be found everywhere. You can buy a bunch with ten payment points.

She wants a nice hair tie.

It looks good, is expensive, and is conspicuous when worn. In short, it is a hair tie that can attract others' attention and even make them admire and praise it.

Liang Susu picked one online.

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

More importantly, it comes from a famous brand. It is hand-customized with complicated processes and a long construction period. If the customer needs it, she can also have her own initials engraved on the hanging chain, making it unique.

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

That’s it!

Liang Susu gritted her teeth as she looked at the price tag of 12,866 payment points.

She secretly swiped her parents' credit card. She was so scared that she trembled during the payment process, but she finally made up her mind and pressed the confirmation button on the screen.

"Huh..."

Liang Susu's heart was pounding, her face was covered with sweat, and she took a long breath.

She looked at the shabby ceiling, her eyes flickering with hope, as if she could foresee that everyone would gather around her and curiously discuss her hair band.

Then, Liang Susu cleaned up the traces and put her father's phone back to its original place.

The man was still sleeping on the floor not far away, snoring loudly, and he was unaware of what his daughter had done.

Liang Susu looked at him with a complicated expression, pouted her lips, returned to her own bed, and fell asleep with dreamy expectations.

...

Liang Susu waited for a long, long time.

She didn't expect that the handmade custom hair band would take so long to make, as long as two months.

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

The man's scolding could be heard throughout the building. Liang Susu limped in the corner with her legs ache from being kicked.

After a while, he had to go out to work, so he put both house keys in his pocket and left Liang Susu standing outside to reflect on her behavior.

Liang Susu stayed in the corner for a few minutes, took a breath, stood up, and ran out. From then on, she developed a hobby of wandering around when her father was not at home.

A few days later, the express delivery she had been thinking about finally arrived.

Liang Susu carefully unpacked the package, washed her hands three times, and then took out the custom hairband and held it in her palm. It was more beautiful than she had imagined, soft, light, and shiny, as if only the little princess in the castle could wear such a hair accessory.

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

No one noticed her.

From morning reading to evening self-study, as usual, no one looked at her, no one came to talk to her, everyone was talking and laughing in their own little circle, very happy.

... Look at me!

Liang Susu opened her mouth.

She looked at the figures of other female classmates who were laughing and packing their bags and leaving the classroom, and then she realized that too much time had passed.

Hair circles are no longer popular.

No one is interested anymore.

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

*This chapter is adapted from the fourth episode of "Qiqiao Taxi"

Special thanks to the book friend [Zhacai Stewed Cake]