Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

Chapter 185 Yang-ge, I will try my best to sign Tian Xiwei
All around were the sounds of messy suitcases scraping against the ground at the arrival area.

A mechanical female voice kept announcing the train's arrival at the station over the loudspeaker.

There were also various disorderly voices.

"Mom, here we are! We're stuck in traffic."

"Mr. Wang said to go directly to Yizhuang Development Zone, hurry up."

"Put your ID card behind your phone case so you don't lose it again."

Jiang Yang didn't look up at his surroundings, no one knew who said it.

He lowered his head, his gaze softening, and noticed Yang Chaoyue's small gesture of rubbing against his clothes.

Jiang Yang gently patted Yang Chaoyue's back with both hands, then used one hand to protect the back of Yang Chaoyue's head and gently pressed the top of her head with his chin: "Actually, we haven't been apart for very long."

"But it feels like I haven't seen you in a long time."

Yang Chaoyue looked up and said, "Brother Yang, you look really good when you smile, much better than those celebrities on TV. Smile more."

Jiang Yang slipped his hand under Yang Chaoyue's slender waist.

Her breath ruffled a strand of her bangs.

Yang Chaoyue visibly trembled, and the hand gripping his clothes tightened even more: "Brother Yang, my father misses you too, and wants me to work hard for you."

Jiang Yang smiled but didn't say anything.

He had a deep impression of Yang Chaoyue's father, a simple rural man from Yancheng with wrinkles on his face etched by the salty sea breeze.

I listened quietly as Yang Chaoyue recounted her experiences back in her hometown.

Yang Chaoyue continued, "And my big yellow dog, it misses you too."

"Your dog can talk now?"

"How can it be."

"How did you figure out what the dog was thinking?"

“These past few days, quite a few friends from the village have come to my house, but my dog ​​won’t lick them, he only licks you, which means he misses you a lot… Yang-ge, why aren’t you smiling?”

Jiang Yang interrupted Yang Chaoyue directly: "It's a perfectly good dog, why does it like to eat poop? Can't it get rid of this habit?"

Done.

He grabbed Yang Chaoyue's luggage and headed towards the underground parking lot.

Yang Chaoyue stuffed his luggage into the trunk, opened the car door, and saw Jiang Yang's briefcase in the passenger seat.

She sat down and placed Jiang Yang's briefcase on her lap.

I instinctively opened the glove compartment on the passenger side before realizing what was happening.

This isn't Jiang Yang's Corolla; it's a Porsche parked in the VIP parking space of the East Hotel.

Very unaccustomed.

There were no candies in the passenger seat. I remember Zhao Jinmai had previously slipped two packets of Little Chef candy into the Corolla's passenger-side storage compartment. I wonder if Jiang Yang has finished them.

Jiang Yang got into the driver's seat: "Tian Xiwei's contract is in the briefcase. Take a look and see if there are any missing clauses."

Yang Chaoyue stopped joking and became serious.

Keep your spine straight and your legs together at an angle.

Pull out the agreement, hold the edge of the contract with your left hand, and hold a pen in your right hand, ready to make annotations at any time.

Fingertips quickly twist the pages, pausing when encountering key clauses, and the ring finger lightly taps the paper.

No longer the factory girl who saw the contract for the first time, clueless about the meaning of the terms, and signed it without understanding what was going on.

“There are agency terms, intellectual property ownership, and contract terms…” Yang Chaoyue read through them one by one, reviewed them, and said seriously, “Brother Yang, no problem.”

There is actually a problem.

The revenue sharing ratio is too low.

Tian Xiwei's contract, like hers, was split 30/70.

I'm seven, the company is three.

I've worked on a TV series and come into contact with many people in the film and television industry, and we've discussed the topic of agency contracts.

Companies like Jiangyang, which have abundant resources, often give newcomers a very low percentage of the profits. If it's a 30/70 split, the company usually takes 70%.

Some companies even take 90% of the profits.

Yang Chaoyue did not voice his thoughts.

Because I am the beneficiary.

Feelings are feelings, and interests are interests.

I need money.

After chatting for a while, the car drove onto the East Second Ring Road.

Yang Chaoyue turned his head to look out the window.

You can see remnants of the "Beijing Welcomes You" slogan on the Beiping Broadcasting Building.

Armed police were stationed at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs building, and black Audi A6s frequently entered and exited.

Jiang Yang got down to business: "Chaoyue, I've got a job for you."

There's an announcement already?
Yang Chaoyue leaned forward, turning his body to the side towards Jiang Yang.

I felt a little relieved.

During my time back in my hometown, I didn't feel completely at ease.

I'm afraid that after the New Year, there will be no more announcements.

I'm not satisfied with just the base salary.

Only with announcements and opportunities to appear on mainstream online platforms or TV channels can one have a future.

What type of announcement?

Her voice softened slightly: "Any type is fine, even a minor role is fine, I'm not picky." "It's an S+ platform drama, a period drama, and it's also a TV series adapted from a popular male-oriented online novel."

"S+... Satellite launch..."

Yang Chaoyue held his breath slightly.

Understand what an S+ level drama series means.

The production cost per episode of an A-level drama is 300 to 800 million, while the cost of an S+ level drama is even higher, reaching 1000 to 3000 million per episode.

The playback channels are prominent homepage recommendations on mainstream video platforms and prime-time slots on satellite TV.

The costume, makeup, and props team regularly hires film-level art directors.

Yang Chaoyue unconsciously tightened his grip on his phone.

Jiang Yang continued, "You've met the producer, it's Xu Xiaoou, the producer of 'A Little Reunion.' This is his next production. I've put you, Tian Xiwei, and Zhang Ruonan on the list. This job isn't easy to get; you need a certain level of dance skills and good posture."

"Dance skills... poise."

Yang Chaoyue's shoulders slumped slightly, and his fingers twisted together.

I have no dance background and my posture is quite ordinary.

She did not speak.

His gaze briefly drifted to the window.

Tian Xiwei is a dance student, and she knows that.

Zhang Ruonan was someone I had interviewed before; she had modeling experience and her demeanor was better than mine.

My acting skills may be better than Zhang Ruonan and Tian Xiwei's, but I don't meet the basic requirements.

There was definitely some disappointment.

Don't be discouraged.

"We can have Tian Xiwei and Zhang Ruonan take over. If they are selected, I have experience with the things to pay attention to on set, and I can teach them." Yang Chaoyue's face was expressionless and calm.

"I've hired a dance teacher, Chaoyue. Would you like to learn?"

Yang Chaoyue's eyes lit up again, and he stiffened his neck as he looked at Jiang Yang.

His gaze was focused on Jiang Yang's eyebrows and eyes.

The car was quiet for a few seconds.

She pursed her lips slightly, her eyes filled with a smile: "I will definitely study hard!"

I actually had a chance!
Originally, there was no chance, but Yang specially hired a dance teacher for himself to fight for the opportunity to be selected.

What a great boss.

He had shut the door to opportunity out, but Yang Ge had specially opened a crack in it for him.

Suddenly I felt very fortunate that I didn't linger in the leisurely time in my hometown.

I'm so glad I'm back by Yang's side.

This gives us another opportunity to make an announcement.

After chatting for a few more minutes and finalizing the details of the dance class, Yang Chaoyue's breathing became shallower, her gaze turned forward, her fair hands gently clenched into small fists, and her breathing became steady and powerful.

He was no longer the Yang Chaoyue who had just finished playing minor roles.

I already have experience with one film or television production.

This announcement presents a great opportunity; we must seize it.

You must work hard.

He wasn't particularly talented, had no background, and no resources. The only person he could rely on in this foreign land was Brother Yang, and all he could do was work hard.

Chatted for a while.

Jiang Yang brought up Tian Xiwei's matter: "By the way, Chaoyue, Tian Xiwei will arrive in Beiping at eight o'clock tonight. She came by hard sleeper. I have to go to the film set in a while. My scenes are almost finished, so I have a tight schedule."

"I'll pick up Tian Xiwei then."

"Actually, we haven't signed Tian Xiwei yet. I feel she has a certain drive, she..."

"I understand, Brother Yang."

Yang Chaoyue's clear eyes were full of sincerity.

Yang Chaoyue recalled the night he first met Tian Xiwei.

In a side alley behind the back gate of Tongliang Middle School in Wudu, I was bullied by three school teams and insulted for not having a mother.

Even if Yang Ge didn't go up to help, she might still lose control of herself.

At the time, I didn't want to help Tian Xiwei, but I wanted to embrace the version of myself that had been bullied.

Tian Xiwei's upbringing is different from mine, but some of her experiences are similar.

This is a good opportunity to impress Jiang Yang.

The car had been driving on Jiuxianqiao Road for a while, and the minimalist cement exterior of the East Hotel could be seen in the distance.

There are limousines at the entrance.

The dance studio is on the third floor. The dance teacher Jiang Yang invited, named Liu Haochun, is teaching Zhao Jinmai inside and has also prepared a teaching schedule for the next few days.

Yang Ge had prepared everything for himself.

All you need to do is work hard.

and so.

The signing of Tian Xiwei must be done smoothly.

Just like back then, when I helped Yang Ge sign Zhang Ruonan.

Yang Chaoyue looked down at his phone at the contact information for Tian Xiwei that Jiang Yang had sent him.

She nodded emphatically, her hair swaying slightly, her eyes resolute: "Brother Yang, I will try my best to sign Tian Xiwei before you come back from work."
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ps: Please give me a monthly ticket.

(End of this chapter)