After learning from Su Yun that she was the representative of Sham Shui Po District who came to participate in the final of the knowledge competition, Fang Mona nodded slightly and watched her leave tenderly.

Unfortunately, she is too young and can only play the childhood roles of the heroine. It will take at least several more years for her to grow up and be able to play the heroine.

Meanwhile, we have to worry about whether she will grow up to be a bad person - there are so many child stars in this world who shined brightly in their childhood but lost all their charm when they grew up and became mediocre. They may look good now, but they may not be so in the future.

What's more, she has struggled for several years since she started as a clerk, and now she is only a manager in the purchasing department. There are a group of old people above her who are keeping an eye on her. If she was not also Zhao Rifu's confidante, those people might be even less respectful to her.

It's always like this, when a woman stays at home and does her job, people will say that she is a kept canary; when you want to work hard to make a name for yourself, people will say that you are idle and have to come out to compete with men for food and work.

Now is not the right time to create your own power.

We'll have to wait and see. After a few years, when she's established herself here, the appearance of this little girl will probably start to take shape... Then, we'll sign her and train her well.

Besides, she did gain something from joining in the fun this time: for example, she just saw a girl pushing a wheelchair, who was of the right age and pretty. It just so happened that Li Xuexiang, the director at Zhao's studio who was on good terms with her, wanted to find a newcomer to shoot a costume drama recently...

At this time, Zhao Yinyin, who still didn't know what her future would be like, was chatting with Su Yun, who had returned and was sitting at the dressing table.

Everyone sighed when they heard Zhao Yinyin talk about how she used to live with her parents in Taiwan and was bullied because she didn't know Taiwanese or Mandarin. She later went to nursing school and worked as a cruise nurse all over the world until she was exhausted. Finally, she came to Hong Kong and sang in a nightclub while working as a day shift nurse to earn money to support her family.

"Don't worry, things will get better and better. There's a saying that goes "after all the hard work comes happiness." Su Yun patted her hand soothingly.

Seeing Su Yun, who was the youngest in the audience and spoke in a very condescending manner, everyone burst into laughter.

"Really? We had to be grouped together with the people from Sham Shui Po. They are so noisy and have no manners at all..." The little boy at the dressing table next to him glanced at Su Yun with disdain.

"Don't worry about them, these people are just so uncultured." A lady dressed in a lavish manner coaxed the little boy a few words, then motioned to the maid beside her to open the piano case, "Look, dear boy, this is something that Mommy specially made for you at the piano store. Didn't you say that you always wanted the same electronic keyboard as the one that Chen Boyang often plays at the middle school morning meeting? Come and take a look and see if you like it!"

The little boy touched the shiny new electronic keyboard with great interest, and then looked at the half-new guitar in Su Yun's hand with a mocking look.

It was a rare opportunity to come across this family whose tone and expression were just like the villains in those Cantonese porn movies who were about to be slapped in the face. Su Yun raised her eyes slightly and glanced at the sticker on the mirror of dressing table No. 13 next door - it turned out they were from Central and Western District, no wonder.

I don't know if it was a coincidence or the person who arranged it had a bad taste, but Hong Kong's richest Central and Western District and Hong Kong's poorest Sham Shui Po are divided into the same place. The upper classes of luxury homes in Mid-Levels VS the upper classes of housing estates in Foothills, it's a typical battle between the rich and the grass-roots.

"Are the people from St. Paul's Primary School in the Central and Western District like this?" Su Yun glanced at the good-looking little boy. From the nameplate on his suit-style school uniform, she not only learned the name of the school, but also found out that the boy's surname was Lu, given name Renjia, and his English name was John.

"Which school are you from?" Most students who frequently participate in competitions may not be familiar with the faces of the people, but at least they are familiar with the school uniforms. However, Lu Renjia lowered his head and looked left and right, but he couldn't recognize the source of Su Yun's white dress school uniform, so he could only ask angrily.

After applying the powder, Su Yun clapped her hands, picked up the nameplate and hung it up while turning her head to look over: "Hong Kong Four Districts Federation of Commerce and Industry Xinhui Chamber of Commerce School."

The dressing table is for the convenience of the contestants to put on makeup and go on stage, so it is equipped with plenty of lights. When Su Yun was standing on this side, several light sources came at her at the same time, and the smoky purple in her eyes unceremoniously formed a brilliant sea of ​​stars.

The flow of light and shadow is even brighter than the bright moon in the sky.

Because the photography technology of that era was too demanding on makeup, people who appeared on camera liked to wear heavy colors, and their eyeshadows were all green, blue, purple, and anything else that could be conspicuous, making a teenager look like she was in her thirties or forties... However, Su Yun had a good foundation and had been systematically and gradually improved, so her facial features, which were more easily bullied by the camera, appeared deeper and brighter, creating an excellent bone structure.

With such a unique bone structure, in daily life, with makeup, it is the icing on the cake; without makeup, it also looks natural.

If I hadn't been so poorly nourished earlier and loved to run around with the kids in the housing estate, my complexion would have been bad, my skin would have been tanned, and I would have been small in stature. When I was setting up the stall, people would not just jokingly call me "pretty girl," but would sincerely praise me for being a natural beauty.

In other words, she is now beautiful, but her bone structure is still excellent, which can only be seen upon closer inspection, and her skin, which is stunning at first glance, is still being repaired and maintained.

But many times, small flaws in appearance can be mostly made up with makeup.

Su Yun refused the heavy makeup techniques offered by Zhao Yinyin and her two sisters Wang on the grounds that she didn't want to be made up like a monkey's butt. She then applied a thin layer of powder on her face and then some blush.

After covering up the defect of bad complexion, the whole person seems to be completely different.

The best proof of this is that Lu Renjia, who had just been critical of Su Yun, suddenly became silent and quiet as a chicken after Su Yun turned around and saw her face clearly.

At such a close distance, Su Yun could clearly see a layer of redness appearing on his face, which was trying to remain calm, and then all the way to the tips of his ears.

Su Yun: That’s great! Finally someone discovered her beauty!

Unlike Wang Jiaju, who might have a hole in his brain, he still treats her as his brother...

It's outrageous.

After complaining in her heart, Su Yun stood up and walked straight to the sign-in area, receiving the attention of her elementary school opponents and their families along the way.

"Which school is this from? Which district? I've never seen this uniform before..."

"Sham Shui Po District is a big surprise this year! It's not Ying Wah, Tsung Tsin or St. Francis of Assisi!"

"What kind of Xinhui Chamber of Commerce School is this? It's not private, not even government-run... it's subsidized?!"

"Her school uniform is so pretty..."

"You think too much. It's because it looks good on that person. It will look different if someone else wears it!"

Amid the storm of discussion, Su Yun calmly pulled at the small wrinkles of her school uniform dress: In fact, no matter how good a clothes hanger is, it still needs clothes to match it.

Most of the school uniforms in Hong Kong were not mass-produced like in later times, but were custom-made by tailors according to the school's requirements. However, for middle and lower class families, it would be too wasteful to customize school uniforms once in a while given the growth rate of their children, so most of them would ask the tailors to make them as wide and large as possible so that their children can wear them for a longer period of time and save some money.

The primary school students in these famous schools are basically from the middle and upper classes. Their school uniforms are all well-fitting and are renewed every year. It is different from Su Yun’s own school where she often sees those bamboo poles wrapped in wide school uniforms, floating around like ghosts.

That’s why there are so many campus ghost stories in poor and dilapidated schools.

Furthermore, some families with many children who are in financial difficulty basically all go to the same school. Then, the school uniform system came into being, with the older siblings having to patch up the old three years and then the younger siblings having to pass on the school uniforms...

Su Yun's school uniform dress was originally a loose style, but thinking about the competition, she asked Mrs. Wang, a seamstress in the factory, to help her sew a little more tightly. Otherwise, she would not have been so prominent now as she still wore a loose style.

You can't catch a wolf without risking your child. Now that I'm on TV, I'm still planning to perform well to gain audience favor and attention from senior management, so I'm willing to spend money on a school uniform.

Anyway, after a few months of investing in the stock market, she will have plenty of money.

Su Yun's plan paid off big: after signing in, she just poked into the line, and the group of elementary school students from prestigious schools who originally looked quite fashionable and noble were immediately transformed into Pinduoduo versions by her high-end dress. The photographer in charge of shooting the big gathering picked and chose angles for several rounds, and finally came back and pulled Su Yun, who was originally squeezed to the end of the line, to the center position.

Therefore, Su Yun, who stood out from the crowd, stood in a team that looked like the Chinese character “奥”. Despite being the shortest person in the audience, she managed to take the most impressive photos.

I have to let the system help her grow taller as unnoticeably as possible...

Su Yun thought so and answered questions at a dazzling speed, once again successfully scoring a full score of 40 in the Chinese question-and-answer session.

The next grouping was done in the same way as before to save time, with one group taking on the technology portion on the left side of the stage and the other group taking on the music portion on the right side of the stage.

Currently, the highest scores in the science and technology project are still from the previous group, Lu Renjia from St. Paul's and Zhu Yixin from Diocesan Girls' Primary School. Both chose to assemble calculators that can count, and when they successfully completed the products, they received unanimous praise from the judges.

After Su Yun came on stage with a bunch of spare parts, he bowed to the judges, and then started working non-stop.

Seeing the thing on the table in front of Su Yun getting bigger and bigger, the judges looked at the form in their hands that also registered the work as "Calculator" and were a little confused: "Why... does your computer have so many parts?"

"Although my work is also called a computer, to be more precise, its name is 'personal computer'." Su Yun carefully connected the last line and finally breathed a sigh of relief with satisfaction.

"Personal computer?!" Several judges stood up and asked.

This kind of thing has only recently appeared in foreign books, and even the British in Hong Kong can hardly get a finished product... How could it be made by an elementary school student?!

When he ran to the table and took a look, he saw that this thing was indeed the same as the picture in the book. One of the judges wanted to reach out and touch the legendary power button to see for himself.

When he touched it, he found nothing.

"Sorry, it's a second-hand part. The chassis seemed to have been broken on two sides when I received it, so there's no power button." Su Yun casually took the home key from around her neck and scraped it on the power jumper. "Let's open it this way. It's the same."

As Su Yun finished her words, the earliest ancestor of microcomputers obediently flashed a colorful glow that looked very cyberpunk.