"Jiang Xinheng, if a low-level artist sees an A-level senior, he will not be polite. He will slap him three times according to the industry rules." At the opening ceremony, the chairman of the Student Union of Starlight Art Academy publicly criticized him. The entire network's live broadcast camera focused on Jiang Xinheng, the freshman in the acting department who was rumored to be on the "evil girl" pillar of shame. She slowly raised her eyes, and the corners of her lips curved with a trace of classical elegance: "According to Article 7 of Chapter 4 of the "Expression Level Regulations", high-level artists are not allowed to physically humiliate lower-level artists in public. Are you sure you want to violate the rule?" There was dead silence in the audience. The next second, the system prompt sounded in her mind: [Unlock all-purpose skills·Performance→Lv.3] [Unlock all-purpose skills·Vocal→Lv.1]... Jiang Xiheng smiled. From D level to SSS level, from blacklisting to kneeling on the whole network, she only does one thing - to nail all those who look down on her to the crushing mat. She crushes quizzes, explodes in variety shows, dominates creative rankings, hosts the title of god... Every time she unlocks a skill, there is one more area that she has stepped on. When the British classical tycoon Huo Jingchen handed over the sky-high contract, when the top actor Gu Yanzhi said at the award ceremony, "I am convinced that I lost," and when the man who had personally convicted her begged her to turn back with red eyes - Jiang Xiheng opened the last page of the self-study manual for evil women: "My almightiness has never been to match anyone. It has been to keep you all out of reach."
When Su Mian counted to the fifteenth step, she felt a familiar stinging pain in her left ankle.
She instinctively quickened her pace, trying to cross the hall before the pain intensified. The neck is drooped and the chin is tightened. This is the standard etiquette posture for D-level trainees——
