Yun Li looked at the books on the shelf; the covers were worn. She stood up, and the computer chair was heavy, making it a bit of a struggle to push it back. Unexpectedly, she pushed too hard and bumped into the bookshelf.
There weren't many books on the third shelf; instead, it was filled with trinkets and figurines. An album fell to the ground.
The opened side hit the armrest of the chair and split in the middle, hanging from the armrest. Fortunately, those figurines and the album were far enough away not to fall.
Yun Li grabbed the separated half and flipped it over. Inside were not photos but a collection of tickets and pictures. Her gaze shifted slightly as if she was verifying something, and when she turned another page, it was still tickets and photos.
She started looking from the first page. The first page had no tickets, only photos. The scene depicted her at her Graduation Party, where she stood on stage in a Blue Gauze Robe and Black Yoga Pants, showcasing her foundational skills alongside her classmates.
She took out the photo and stared at it, flipping it over to check the date written on the back—year, month, day. Below it was an additional photo of her personal performance showcase. She wore an Orange Performance Costume, holding a fan with a smile on her face, her eyes expressing emotion, her arms long and graceful as her skirt swayed with her movements.
On another side was her graduation ceremony; she stood in front of an artificial lake wearing a Bachelor's Robe, smiling and giving a peace sign. The back still had the date—year, month, day.
That year, he had already gone to America. The tickets above were densely packed with English text, and suddenly she felt her eyes blur. She blinked a few times—American Capital City.
She flipped to another page; it still contained tickets and photos.
April 13th of that year—American Hangcheng. That was her first performance with the theater.
September 1st—American Macau. She was fortunate enough to attend the Lotus Award with seniors from the theater.
December of that year—American Capital City.
She attended the New Year's Eve party with her senior.
On March 10, Qi Hao, in American Sioux City, it was her first tour.
On May 13, there were no photos, but Yun Li remembered that it was the time when she faced the most severe workplace bullying, a dark moment in her life.
In April, she was tricked into a warehouse and locked up for an entire afternoon until nightfall. She was splashed with water by several people, completely caught off guard, and her clothes were soaked. She endured wearing those wet clothes for over ten hours.
By the time she was discovered, she had developed a high fever nearing forty degrees Celsius. The Former Captain rushed to the hospital not to visit her but to threaten her not to speak about the incident.
She had only been in the theater for six months when the bullying began, and two years of harassment left her with varying degrees of psychological and physical damage.
She sought help from the Team Leader multiple times, but he ignored her. Even with the Vice Captain's backing, it was still useless; she spent the most time with everyone, and the Vice Captain didn't have enough time to deal with such trivial matters.
This was a significant trigger for her severe depression; she felt suffocated under the pressure for so long. Yet she refused to give up, determined to fight through it all, believing that one day she would escape this predicament.
Thus, she would not yield to the Team Leader's threats. At that moment, she received her first slap in life. The shock felt unreal; she could hardly believe it because no one had ever hit her like that before.
"You don’t understand kindness? Don’t blame me for being merciless then. Do you believe I can make you unable to stay in this industry?"
Her emotions spiraled out of control; she felt like breaking everything apart. "Fine! Let’s see who can’t hold on until the end!"
She was about to be discharged from the hospital and told her parents about what happened, seeking their help.
Yun Zheng had been in this industry for so many years; it was impossible for him not to have connections. He immediately contacted everyone he could reach out to, but it would take time to get help.
Yun Zheng suggested that she go home and lay low for a while, but Yun Li refused. She said that only by standing there unharmed could she extinguish their arrogance.
She wasn’t fighting alone; with the Vice Captain and senior He by her side and support from friends, she was always prepared with pepper spray and recording devices at hand.
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