Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

Chapter 105 Those who climb the ladder have no right to complain about dirty methods.
Jiang Yang wasn't thinking about how to act later; instead, he was thinking about how to praise Huang Lei.

Zhao Jinmai quickly walked to the vanity mirror where she had been sitting.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she slowly raised the corners of her lips, revealing a photogenic fake smile.

It's like a costume; you can't take it off, and you're not comfortable wearing it either.

While others slam doors during their rebellious phase, I don't even dare to twist the doorknob hard.

Zhao Jinmai took an English test paper out of her schoolbag and held the pen in her hand.

His once bright and energetic gaze suddenly turned weary.

An adult's breakdown must be dignified, while a child star's rebellion must be silent.

Even his tone of voice changed to standard Mandarin: "Brother Yang, thank you."

The brief period of rebellion has come to an end.

Hearing footsteps and the sound of the wooden door to the dressing room being pushed open, Zhao Jinmai didn't dare to look up.

His gaze followed the progress of reviewing the exam questions, his expression focused and serious.

"Is it time for the audition?"

A female voice sounded.

Wait... it's not Mom.

The voice sounded familiar.

"No rush, there's no news from over there yet, let's rest for a while."

"Okay."

Yang Chaoyue walked towards the sofa. As he passed the dressing table, he caught a glimpse of a girl sitting in front of one of the makeup mirrors out of the corner of his eye.

She instinctively greeted him politely, "Hello."

Zhao Jinmai turned her head to look over, waved with a sweet smile, and said in a clear and articulate voice, "Hello."

Yang Chaoyue's words suddenly became abrupt: "Hey, you! You're that..."

"Oh my god, it's Chaoyue!"

Zhao Jinmai's shoulders heaved as she came to her senses. Instantly switching to a Shenyang accent, she said to Jiang Yang at the door, "You said my mom was here, just teasing the kids. You've made Sister Chaoyue sound old."

She smiled at Yang Chaoyue and said, "Sister Chaoyue, so you two are both makeup assistants in the 'A Little Reunion' crew. Jiang Yang did a great job with my makeup; he's very capable."

Makeup assistant?

Yang Chaoyue did not understand what Zhao Jinmai meant.

On my way back from the restroom, I was mentally prepared to run into Zhao Jinmai.

I didn't expect it to be so fast.

Why did Zhao Jinmai think that Jiang Yang and she were makeup assistants?
Jiang Yang didn't say anything, and Yang Chaoyue wouldn't explain either.

She simply nodded and smiled: "Yes, Yang is very good at makeup."

Chat for a while.

Zhao Jinmai asked Jiang Yang for his phone again and lazily leaned back on the sofa to play Candy Crush.

Yang Chaoyue initially sat next to Zhao Jinmai, but felt awkward.

I don't know why, but a few days ago at McDonald's, I was able to treat Zhao Jinmai with a normal attitude.

Until they discovered Zhao Jinmai's true identity.

Even though Zhao Jinmai was very friendly to him, after learning that she was an actress who had acted in several dramas, he still changed his mind.

Even though Zhao Jinmai is a few years younger than him.

Even just sitting next to Zhao Jinmai, he still couldn't calm down.

In my opinion, being a star doesn't mean being famous enough to be recognized by everyone on the street.

Playing an important role in a movie makes you a star.

He hopes to earn a good salary so that his family can live a good life.

Yang Chaoyue moved a chair and sat down next to Jiang Yang, which eased his tense and awkward feeling a little.

Through the half-open wooden door, one could see the direction of the main gate, where young actors were still lined up in a long queue to submit their documents.

She could use her connections to audition directly with the production team.

This means that she has resources that those lower-level actors cannot obtain.

Without realizing it, you've leveled up.

but.

now.

Facing Zhao Jinmai.

It felt as if there was an invisible chasm between myself and the other person.

I carefully memorized the brand labels on Zhao Jinmai's clothes.

He secretly took out his phone to check.

The baseball jacket is from Chanel, a French luxury brand.

The high-top boots are from Gucci, an Italian luxury brand.

It's priced similarly to Versace.

The brand label on the pants was rather discreet, and Yang Chaoyue didn't bother to look at it; that would be impolite.

I really hope that in the future I can provide my child with such a comfortable material life.

"Zhao Jinmai is very sincere to me. I shouldn't always focus on her external material conditions," Yang Chaoyue thought to himself.

I understand the logic.

But I couldn't control it.

Poverty is not a flaw, but the sensitivity it brings can be suffocating.

I can count the price of the other person's clothes, but I can't calculate the distance between us.
Growing up in material scarcity, I instinctively focus on the price when encountering new things.

Sometimes when Yang Chaoyue sees posts online criticizing materialistic women, she feels like she is one of them.

And how could I not be a gold digger myself?

He knows the weight of money better than anyone else.

I really want to live a better life.

She wanted her father, who was divorced and remarried but still cared for her mother, her half-sister, and her future children to all live a materially comfortable life where they could eat and dress well without any effort.

If one day in the future others accuse me of being materialistic, let them accuse me; I can bear the label of materialism. But I cannot bear to hear my family members crying out for food.

Those who climb the ladder have no right to complain about dirty methods.

"Zhao Jinmai, someone's here." Jiang Yang saw a staff member in an orange vest walking towards the audition room. "Is that my mom?" Zhao Jinmai immediately turned off her phone.

"No, he's a stagehand."

Stagehand?

That is, the people in the film crew.

Similarly, one should not show this side of oneself in private.

Zhao Jinmai returned the phone to Jiang Yang, sat obediently on the sofa, knelt together, straightened her back, and dared not slouch.

The stagehand approached the makeup mirror, glanced at it, and asked Zhao Jinmai, who was sitting on the sofa, "Ms. Zhao Jinmai."

"Hello."

Zhao Jinmai stood up and replied with a sweet smile, saying in Mandarin, "I don't deserve to be called a teacher, please just call me by my name."

She only dares to briefly let down her guard when she's with people she trusts.

"Are you playing Jin Qinqin?"

"Yes, it's me. What's wrong?"

"The director wants you to go to the audition room. Oh, and your mom is waiting for you there too."

"Okay, please."

Zhao Jinmai carefully put the test paper away and stuffed it into her schoolbag.

Unzip the backpack; inside were several packets of snacks, which I had secretly hidden from my mother.

The stagehand at the door hadn't left: "Are you Jiang Yang, Zhang Xiaoyu's backup actor?"

“It’s me,” Jiang Yang replied.

The production assistant then asked Yang Chaoyue, "Are you the backup actress for Rose?"

"Yes."

Yang Chaoyue said, tucking his toes in.

Hear the words.

Zhao Jinmai paused as she slung her backpack over her shoulder, her shoulders hunched slightly, and she looked toward the door with wide eyes.

His gaze swept back and forth between Jiang Yang and Yang Chaoyue.

After confirming that the stagehand hadn't mistaken her for someone else, she suddenly raised her voice a few octaves: "You two..."

The words were about to be spoken.

Zhao Jinmai realized that there were other people present. She controlled her emotions, put on her backpack, lowered her voice, and came to the two of them: "You are actors? We are actually colleagues."

"I wouldn't call myself an actor; I've only ever been an extra in variety shows," Yang Chaoyue explained.

For some reason, Yang Chaoyue felt instinctively awkward when he told Zhao Jinmai that he was an actor.

Her fingers unconsciously tugged at the hem of her clothes.

I don't dare admit that I'm an actor because the other person's aura is too dazzling.

"How can you not be considered an extra? Extras are actors too. It's okay, Sister Chaoyue, don't be nervous. I've looked into the character of Rose, and she's a perfect fit for your image," Zhao Jinmai encouraged.

Stepping out of the dressing room, a cold wind blew against my face.

The audition room wasn't far, just a hundred meters away, but you had to go around the actor information screening booth at the main entrance.

It is a standalone office building, whose exterior style echoes the overall style of the film and television base, and has the characteristics of the Republic of China era.

Red brick exterior walls, wooden doors and windows.

Zhao Jinmai gently patted Yang Chaoyue on the back: "You're going to have an audition later, right? If you need my help with the scenes, just let me know."

"okay, thank you."

"Why are you so polite?"

Zhao Jinmai had a smile on her face.

While verbally offering encouragement, they subconsciously calculate the pros and cons.

Rose is a supporting character in "A Little Reunion," and many people are vying for her role. Zhao Jinmai is aware of this.

Chaoyue Jiejie previously worked as an extra, and even more so in variety shows.

Logically speaking, it's impossible for him to get supporting roles.

On second thought, it became clear that Yang Ge and Chao Yue Jie must have had a relationship on set.

Producer, director, screenwriter, or production company—whose connections do you rely on?
Private friendships are one thing, but when it comes to one's acting career, there are many more things to consider.

My mom often reminds me privately that connections are very important in the entertainment industry.

Is this relationship a friendship or a resource?
Personal relationships should not cloud professional judgment.

I learned to find a balance between my social life and career long ago.

At first, I thought that Yang Ge and Chao Yue Jie were strangers from my brief rebellious time at McDonald's, and that I would never see them again.

I had just assumed that the two of them were makeup assistants on the set of "A Little Reunion".

Although they are not in the same social class as me in the film crew, I will not treat them differently.

Unexpectedly, we were all actors.

We might be able to exchange ideas about acting skills, discuss our understanding of the characters, and explore the details of our scenes together in the future.

A familiar person suddenly has a new identity.

The value of each relationship should be evaluated.

the most important is.

Even during filming, I had the opportunity to play on my phone and have Yang Ge and Chaoyue keep watch for me.

Just thinking about it makes me feel relaxed and comfortable.

There is genuine concern, there is hidden competition, there are brief moments of relaxation, and there is also an image that must be maintained.

Friendship and interests can never be completely separated; one must mature quickly to navigate between the two.

I always hope to find a few short moments to relax.

"Give me a few words of encouragement, Zhao Jinmai, I'm nervous too," Jiang Yang said with a smile.

Zhao Jinmai said seriously, "It's normal for you to be nervous. With your height, I'm nervous for you to even audition for the role of Zhang Xiaoyu."

"That was a good encouragement, but don't do that next time."

Jiang Yang's smile froze.
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