Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

Chapter 182: I just want to make money as quickly as possible.

After sending the voice message, Jiang Yang pushed open the door and left.

Today, I'll bring Yang Chaoyue, Zhao Jinmai, and Tian Xiwei over and see if we can learn from Liu Haochun's teachings and exploit all three of their attributes at the same time.

The hotel room we stayed in was a suite booked by the film crew.

There are VIP parking spaces downstairs with a monthly rent of 50,000 yuan.

Jiang Yang didn't drive, so the parking space was empty, and he could take advantage of the hotel's provision of a spare car.
A brand new Panamera.

It's a bit troublesome to use because it has many requirements.

It is prohibited to drive across provincial borders, use as a wedding car, or for other commercial purposes.

Each free trip lasts for two hours per day.

You need to pay for the damage to the vehicle.

Liu Haochun was left alone in the dance studio.

Standing in front of the mirror, looking at myself, my eyes are no longer pitiful, but clear and bright.

This is her most genuine look in her eyes when she's not in the public eye.

It's your true self.

I've become so adept at feigning weakness that I almost forgot what I really look like.

Jiang Yang hurriedly finished filming his scenes on set and arrived at Beijing Capital International Airport at 1 p.m.

From a distance, Terminal 3 features a giant glass curtain wall and Chinese red knot decorations.

Inside the arrival hall, there were staff from travel agencies and companies picking up passengers, with signs handwritten on them indicating that they were there for a certain conference.

Flight information scrolls on an old-fashioned LED screen.

Police officers are stationed at the work station.

A female voice announced mechanically that the flight from Shenyang Xiantao to the capital had arrived.

It was Zhao Jinmai's flight.

They should be waiting for their suitcases; they'll come out of the passageway in a bit.

Jiang Yang's phone rang. He saw that it was Hu Lin calling and answered politely, "Teacher Hu, I'm right here in the arrivals area. You and Mai Mai will see me as soon as you come out."

"Xiao Jiang, I didn't come. Mai Mai came alone."

"You didn't come?"

"Yes, Mai Mai has grown up and should learn to be independent. I've reflected a lot during this period and let her make her own choices. She's actually willing to take the initiative to film. It would be great if she could finish filming before the Lunar New Year. And during the time I haven't been taking care of her, she's been very self-disciplined."

It was their family matter, and Jiang Yang couldn't say anything about it.

Hu Lin continued, "I heard from Mai Mai that you're going to take the art exams during this period. Could you bring Mai Mai along? She'll also be taking the art exams in the future, so I can let her know the process in advance."

"Yes, Teacher Hu."

"That's really kind of you... Come visit Shenyang sometime."

Let's chat for a bit.

Before hanging up the phone, Hu Lin mentioned Mai Mai's recent changes:

"Last time Mai Mai ran away from home, it was all thanks to you. She really liked playing with you, and I supported her playing with you too. Now she's at home and she's become more cheerful. Recently she even made me a bowl of noodles. Her intention was good, but the taste was really awful. The side dish was mantis shrimp, what's it called... stir-fried mantis shrimp mixed with noodles."

Jiang Yang felt guilty and dared not listen to what was to come.

As the sound of suitcase wheels scraping against the floor tiles filled the air, Zhao Jinmai, wearing a yellow fishing net hat, saw Jiang Yang waving at her from the crowd. She waved back and quickened her pace.

Approaching Jiang Yang, she took out a phone with a pink case: "Jiang Yang, my mom finally got me a phone. Now I can finally use it without worry."

"What did you call me?"

Jiang Yang laughed and said, "Your mother has entrusted you to me, so I'm your guardian for the time being. Is it polite of you to call me by my first name?"

"Okay, I won't call you by your name."

Zhao Jinmai changed her way of addressing him and said happily, "Then from now on I'll just call you Xiao Jiang, and I won't call you by your full name anymore."

Jiang Yang's smile froze.

Forget it.

I'm too lazy to correct Zhao Jinmai.

Why should I argue with a child?

Arriving at the parking lot, Zhao Jinmai opened the car door, put her backpack in the back seat, and sat in the passenger seat. Looking at the Bordeaux red leather interior, she exclaimed, "Wow, you traded your beat-up Corolla for a Porsche?"

"I didn't drive my car over. This is a VIP parking space allocated by the hotel, so I might as well use it. It's just that there will be a charge if I exceed the time limit."

"This crappy car is really bad. There are only two seats in the back, not even enough for a ride-hailing service. Hurry up and turn on the hotspot for me. This crappy SIM card my mom got for me doesn't even have any data."

Jiang Yang stepped on the gas.

We drove away from the airport and headed towards the East Hotel on Jiuxianqiao Road in Chaoyang District.

I told Zhao Jinmai about practicing dance, but she didn't care.

Anyway, Hu Lin said that she should listen to Jiang Yang.

If you practice dance well, you can improve your flexibility, which is a great help when filming.

However, when the topic turned to Yang Chaoyue, Zhao Jinmai immediately perked up: "Xiao Jiang, where is Sister Chaoyue?"

"She hasn't arrived yet; her high-speed train is this afternoon."

As Jiang Yang spoke, he glanced at Zhao Jinmai.

Upon discovering that Zhao Jinmai was playing Plants vs. Zombies, she said, "Maimai, your mom told me to supervise you and not let you play on your phone. Stop playing."

"No, Xiao Jiang, I really can't put down my phone."

"What?"

"If I don't use my phone, I have to think about this awful life of mine, it's so damn frustrating."

"How old are you anyway? Stop playing around, I can't afford to waste your data."

The car drove from the airport expressway onto the East Third Ring Road.

Zhao Jinmai stopped using her phone and let it slide from her abdomen to her thigh.

I turned my head to look out the window, my gaze first focusing on the rearview mirror, then shifting to the constantly moving scenery outside the window.

Along the airport expressway, billboards primarily display advertisements for Volkswagen and Toyota cars, as well as Apple and Huawei mobile phones. Near Yuanqiao Bridge, a giant LED screen displays movie posters.

Construction is underway at several residential buildings along the East Third Ring Road, with green construction fences bearing the slogan "Beijing Welcomes You".

The withered trees have not yet sprouted new buds, and the smog has made the sky gray.

I don't know what he saw, but a smile suddenly appeared on his lips.

"MaiMai, what are you laughing at?"

"This feeling of freedom is really great."

Zhao Jinmai grinned, revealing her teeth: "This time it wasn't running away from home, my mom gave me permission to go out on my own."

My mother has changed, and so have I.

My mom isn't as strict with me as she used to be, and I love her even more now.

Zhao Jinmai knew very well that it was not only she who had changed her mother, but also Jiang Yang.

When I got back, my mom told me about it.

That day, at Zhang Ruonan's university in Linchuan, her mother called. Her first instinct was to blame herself, but Jiang Yang reminded her that she shouldn't do that.

I did make a mistake.

At the same time, I knew that I couldn't stand being scolded back then; I just wanted to be understood by adults.

If Jiang Yang hadn't intervened...

Listening to her mother's barrage of blame, Zhao Jinmai herself had no idea how she felt or what she did at that moment.

What recedes in the rearview mirror is not only the scenery, but also the version of myself that was once suffocated by my mother's strict control.

During this time away from my parents, what I need to do is prove to them that I can be even better when I'm not being supervised!

"Xiao Jiang, I really have to thank you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be so carefree and happy."

Jiang Yang glanced at Zhao Jinmai: "I'm happy that you thanked me, but I'm not happy that you called me Xiao Jiang. It makes me seem like a driver."

……

When Liu Haochun returned to his room, Lü Shujuan was packing her luggage: "Haochun, something's come up at the dance studio back in Jilin, I have to go back... Did you get through to Jiangyang?"

"Passed."

Lü Shujuan smiled and said, "That's great! You've added each other on WeChat and everything, right?"

"Yes, Mom. Jiang Yang said I don't need to anymore..."

Liu Haochun smiled, turned around, and just as he was about to speak to his mother, the rest of his words caught in his throat.

Because she noticed that her mother's smile had faded.

He stared sharply at me: "Your eyes! How many times have I told you? You have to look that pitiful little thing."

Liu Haochun pursed his lips and tilted his head to look at his reflection in the mirror: "But Mom, I want to be my true self."

Lü Shujuan sighed.

She came to Liu Haochun's side and gently patted his back: "Mom was a bit harsh just now, I apologize, but you have to understand Mom's good intentions. It's not that I don't want you to be yourself, it's that when you have money and power in the future, you can do whatever you want."

"But I can only be a little happier by being true to myself."

Liu Haochun swallowed hard before finally saying, "Mom, I don't want to grow up to be like you, unhappy at all."

"I……"

Lu Shujuan lowered her eyes and paused, saying, "You're right, I'm not happy myself."

After Mom left.

Liu Haochun went to the bathroom and took a shower.

She didn't tell her mother about her plan to sign a brokerage contract with Jiang Yang, because she knew her mother would definitely disagree.

Her mother wanted her to work hard to improve her professional skills, sign a contract with a big company, and have more resources.

She couldn't wait.

I just want to make money as quickly as possible.

I really want my mother to compensate Tingting for her medical expenses and stop the appeals, so she can take responsibility.

Liu Haochun knew her mother wouldn't agree, so she didn't say it aloud.

Even knowing that my parents were wrong.

I would also defend my parents. Everyone else can criticize my parents, but I can't.

Because I was raised by my parents.

Even in an environment devoid of happiness.

Call me selfish or protective, I'm not some noble girl to begin with.

The only thing I can do is to earn money as soon as possible to make up for my parents' mistakes.

I don't want to go back to that family full of arguments.

Once I sign with Jiang Yang's agency contract, I won't have to ask my parents for money anymore.

A life you can control truly begins.

After leaving the bathroom, I changed into a new sports bra.

Wear a high-necked, long-sleeved dance leotard, a loose-fitting knitted cardigan over it, and high-waisted, thick dance pants with thermal leggings underneath.

While waiting at the dance studio, I received a message from Jiang Yang: ["Would you teach middle school students with no dance background?"]
"Yes, it will."
"They're in the parking lot, come on up right away."
Junior high school student?
It's easy to teach.

Liu Haochun breathed a sigh of relief.

She leaned against the mirror, one leg straight and the other bent, her elbow resting on her knee, scrolling through her phone, checking information about the Beijing Dance Academy entrance exams.

The door to the dance studio was pushed open.

Liu Haochun put away her phone and stood up. When she saw Jiang Yang come in, she smiled, but when she saw the people following behind Jiang Yang...

Her smile froze slightly.

Goosebumps rose on my arms, and I tucked my hands behind my back, pinching my thigh, using the pain to confirm that I wasn't dreaming.

(End of this chapter)