Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

Chapter 159 Jiang Yang's employee is a college student?

The phone screen on the stand in front of Zhang Ruonan lit up, revealing a video call request from Jiang Yang.

She raised her hand instinctively, wanting to click to connect.

With his fingers suspended in the air, he took a deep breath, and his shoulders rose and fell noticeably.

Look around.

I was in an empty classroom on the fifth floor of the school's No. 3 teaching building.

I selected a few places where I could video call my boss at 10 pm to test my dance skills.

Initially, we chose the rooftop terrace of the dormitory building. Since there was no natural light, we used a rechargeable desk lamp as a supplementary light.

I recorded a video of myself dancing for a while and found that the uneven lighting made my dance look cheap.

Moreover, there are many miscellaneous items, such as quilts drying in the sun and cargo boxes. If you make big movements while dancing, you might bump into things.

The cold wind can make your hands stiff and cause sluggish movements.

The white breath exhaled from the mouth can affect the aesthetics of the shot.

Then I discovered that the west corridor of the school library was also a good location because it was unlocked 24 hours a day and people could come and go freely.

The floor tiles are reflective, and the emergency lights are bright enough.

The lighting is better than on the top floor of the dormitory.

After recording several videos of myself dancing, I realized that while the emergency lights were bright, the lighting was on the cooler side, which, combined with my naturally cool-toned fair skin, made me feel uncomfortable.

When exposed to this cool-toned light, the face appears bluish in videos.

The echo is obvious, and the footsteps will interfere with the rhythm of the dance, which will detract from the already unfamiliar dance.

This empty classroom in the teaching building was discovered half an hour ago.

Fluorescent tubes provide stable brightness, reflect light off white walls, and produce clear, professional video footage.

Move the rows of desks aside to create a space in the center of the classroom for dancing.

The background is a blackboard, giving it the feel of a formal practice room.

At least by connecting via video, the first impression the environment gives the boss can make you appear as a promising prospect, rather than someone who's just making do.

Try your best not to let your boss know that you are cramming at the last minute.

I checked again and confirmed that the classroom curtains were drawn and the front and back doors were closed.

The success of my dance performance will likely determine what kind of gigs I get from my boss and how much I'll earn from them.

Try to keep yourself from being nervous.

After practicing a few wide smiles at the air, and adjusting the angle of her phone stand, Zhang Ruonan finally reached out and tapped to answer the video call.

My fingers trembled uncontrollably, and it took several taps to finally connect the video call.

In the video, Jiang Yang appears to be in a car, as the car seat back and the dim light on the center console can be seen.

Zhang Ruonan immediately flashed a well-practiced grin: "Boss."

The video call was connected.

Tian Xiwei saw Zhang Ruonan's delicate face on Jiang Yang's phone screen.

She turned slightly to the side so she could see more clearly.

The other person has a short, round face, a small, round chin, and large, clear eyes.

The bridge of the nose is high and straight, the lip line is blurred, and the cupid's bow is obvious.

Low cheekbones, full apple cheeks.

The overall facial features are smooth.

They looked to be about the same age as me.

They don't look like themselves.

The other person has a more approachable, girl-next-door vibe, with a touch of mature sophistication.

The girl was very beautiful, prettier than herself. When she thought about how the girl's name was Ruonan, Tian Xiwei felt a pang of sympathy for no reason.

"Don't hold back in your comments, okay? Don't worry about her being my employee, just say what you think is right," Jiang Yang said softly to Tian Xiwei.

"Okay, I understand." Tian Xi nodded with a slight smile and said no more.

Make arrangements for Tian Xiwei and Zhang Ruonan.

Next comes the time for appreciation of beauty, or rather, the appreciation of aesthetics.

It's also time to exploit attributes.

Jiang Yang then said to Zhang Ruonan in the video call, "Zhang Ruonan, it's so late, I hope this hasn't disturbed your rest?"

Adults being polite.

Jiang Yang realized something was wrong as soon as he finished speaking.

He clearly stipulated that Zhang Ruonan was dancing for him at this time, yet he still asked if it was disturbing the girl's rest. In my past life, when I was a beast of burden in the workplace, I would often get back to my rented apartment after get off work, and my boss would suddenly send me a proposal on WeChat.

There's no other way; it has to be done.

After it was all over, the leader even asked, in a half-hearted manner, "Did it disturb your rest?"

Of course, I said it had no impact.

He secretly wished he could dig up the leader's ancestral graves.

Suddenly, I realized that after I started having employees, I was actually saying things that I used to hate about my boss.

Zhang Ruonan is probably cursing herself in her heart right now, isn't she?

They definitely deserve to be criticized.

Regardless of how well Zhang Ruonan dances, she is given a promotional appearance.

"It won't disturb my rest, boss, nor will it disturb other students. I'm in my university classroom, and the doors and windows are all closed, so I won't make any noise to others." Zhang Ruonan tried her best to smile.

University?

Is Jiangyang's employee a college student?

Tian Xiwei then noticed that the background of Zhang Ruonan's video was different from her school classroom.

Zhang Ruonan's classroom was more spacious, and instead of a blackboard like in a high school classroom, it had a green board.

The seats are arranged in a row and have no drawers.

It's a university classroom.

Tian Xi's eyelashes trembled slightly, but she did not show her emotions and maintained the elegant posture of a dancer.

With my calves together and angled, the muscles involuntarily tense up.

I had assumed that all the employees of Jiangyang Company were like Yang Chaoyue, people with low levels of education who had dropped out of school.

It turns out even college students are involved.

Oh right, I suddenly remembered that last time I was in the back seat of Jiang Yang's car, I bumped into a backpack and picked up a bunch of resumes that fell out. I glanced at them and they were job applications from college students, I think they were from schools in Linchuan.

She increasingly felt that she had no outstanding qualities compared to Jiang Yang.

Perhaps the only advantage is his expertise in ethnic dance.

So you must perform well from now on.

Even if you sympathize with Zhang Ruonan's name and can see her nervousness, you still have to demonstrate your professionalism.

Even if they were to harshly point out Zhang Ruonan's faults.

"What song did you dance to?" Jiang Yang asked Zhang Ruonan, oblivious to Tian Xiwei's emotions.

“Dai ethnic dance, ‘The Girl from Daban City’”.

"Okay, let's begin."

"Let me connect the Bluetooth speaker first."

Zhang Ruonan stood upright, her knees trembling slightly.

This is a piece I specifically discussed with a senior student from the dance club. It's widely known, has an easy-to-remember melody, and simple, easy-to-learn movements.

Jiang Yang watched Zhang Ruonan in the video slowly back away, walked to the podium, and connected the Bluetooth speaker.

Bright eyes.

Take a closer look at Zhang Ruonan's clothing.

The Dai ethnic performance costume features a sequined bodice and a plastic silver belt.

She wore a simple Dai ethnic skirt, revealing her fair calves.

She was wearing dance shoes.

The hairstyle is the Dai ethnic group's updo style.

It seems Zhang Ruonan did her homework; she even got the clothes and styled her hair carefully.

It has a uniform feel to it, which is just right.

Jiang Yang lowered the chair a little to secure his phone, leaned back against the chair, and was about to enjoy the view.

Hearing Tian Xiwei whisper beside him, "Jiang Yang, she's probably just learning to dance."

"Ok?"

Jiang Yang glanced at Tian Xiwei and said, "Wow, professionals are really something else. You saw right through her before she even jumped?"

"Look at the clothes she's wearing..."

Seeing Tian Xiwei's hesitant expression, Jiang Yang turned off his WeChat video microphone: "Mo Xu, she can't hear you, just speak."

(End of this chapter)