Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

Chapter 188 Jiang Yang Still Thinks of Me No Matter How Busy He Is
The phone was immediately snatched away by Zhao Jinmai.

Yang Chaoyue and Liu Haochun looked at each other, laughing heartily. It took them a while to coax Zhao Jinmai back to her senses.

After dinner.

Make a few jokes.

Yang Chaoyue did not continue training. He made a phone call, spoke briefly with the hotel staff, put his jacket back on, and went to the front desk of the East Hotel.

The hotel's spare car, a Panamera, which Jiang Yang had driven earlier, was driven out by the hotel's driver, who was wearing white gloves.

It's parked in the concierge area.

Yang Chaoyue opened the back door, sat down, took out his phone, and dialed Tian Xiwei's number.

Tian Xiwei had just climbed down from the top bunk and sat in a seat by the window to charge her phone.

Look out the window.

The train has already entered Hebei Province.

You can see the frozen winter wheat fields.

The chemical plant's chimneys spew white smoke, and there are also abandoned plastic greenhouses.

As I passed through the suburbs of Daxing, I saw the outline of the new airport construction site. The tall cranes were very conspicuous, and the word "demolish" was sprayed on the ruins of the demolished houses.

When they arrived at the station, Jiang Yang was going to pick him up to take him to the film set.

I've never been to the film set.

The art exam training classes I attended before had teachers who were graduates of the Central Academy of Drama and graduate students of the Beijing Dance Academy, and they had acting experience.

During a break, he shared some interesting stories about filming on set.

I know that film crews work in groups.

There are photography, sound recording, art direction, acting, and production teams.

I also briefly talked about some filming equipment.

I don't remember many of them.

That longing in my heart has never changed.

As the train's arrival time drew closer, my anticipation grew stronger.

Thanks to Jiang Yang's connections, I also had the opportunity to visit the film set.

Tian Xiwei held her phone in both hands, frequently glancing out the window.

Before she knew it, she remembered that night when she nestled in Jiang Yang's arms, feeling shy as she embraced him, a faint smile on her face.

I turned on my phone screen and glanced at my chat history with Jiang Yang.

An hour ago, I sent Jiang Yang a message, telling him that I had entered Hebei Province.

No reply received.

Tian Xiwei suddenly realized something.

The smile faded from her lips, and she made a voice call to Jiang Yang.

"Why isn't he answering the phone? Is Jiang Yang busy?"

Five minutes later, Tian Xiwei dialed Jiang Yang's mobile phone number, her fingers gripping the phone tightly.

When she heard "The number you dialed is temporarily unavailable," Tian Xiwei hung up the phone.

He smiled, a hint of bitterness in his eyes, and his breathing became heavy.

Very normal.

My own understanding.

Jiang Yang must be busy.

There's no time to go to the Beijing Dance Academy entrance exam tonight. I'll find a place to stay first and wait for Jiang Yang's reply.

Tian Xiwei continued to look out the window, her smile involuntarily drooping downwards.

Another voice popped into my head, asking myself: Does he really remember coming to pick me up?

She bit her lower lip.

Get rid of this unrealistic idea.

Why am I starting to overthink again, and always on the negative side? I'm so annoyed with myself for this.

My body suddenly trembled.

I felt my phone vibrate; a call was coming in.

It's not a Jiangyang number. It's an unfamiliar number, registered in Jiangsu.

Tian Xiwei answered the call and heard a woman's voice on the other end, her tone gentle: "Is this Tian Xiwei?"

"It's me. Who are you?" Tian Xi asked warily, her voice rising at the end.

"I am Yang Chaoyue."

Yang Chaoyue?
It's that short-haired female employee from Jiangyang.

They had helped me before.

I am very grateful to Yang Chaoyue, but we are not familiar with each other.

Tian Xiwei held her breath briefly, then stopped speaking in her Chongqing dialect, afraid that Yang Chaoyue wouldn't understand, and switched to standard Mandarin: "It's you!"

I subconsciously used polite language: "Chaoyue, you are very beautiful."

"Brother Yang is filming on set. Today he's running back and forth between three locations: Beiping No. 14 Middle School, Zhang Family Courtyard, and Jinyuan Shopping Center. Producer Xu hopes that Brother Yang's scenes can be completed before the Chinese New Year, so he's sped up the filming schedule. Time is tight, and he needs to maintain his character's state, so he can't use his phone. Let me tell you about it."

"Oh, oh."

When Tian Xi responded, she subconsciously nodded: "I understand, it's okay. I just called him and had a voice call. I hope I didn't bother him?"

"That's alright. When Yang is filming, his phone is on silent. The script supervisor and assistant director don't care about that."

"Okay, okay."

Tian Xiwei loosened her grip on the hem of her clothes.

Just as I expected, Jiang Yang was very busy.

Even so, she made a point of having Yang Chaoyue call her to put her mind at ease.

I took out the train ticket from my pocket and glanced at it; it was a ticket from Beijing to Shanghai.

Five days later.

She turned the train ticket over and over in her fingers, examining it closely.

Will I be able to see Jiang Yang in Beiping in these five days?
Actually, it's normal not to see him. If Jiang Yang hadn't gone back to his hometown of Wudu to take his final exams, he wouldn't even have had the chance to meet him.

Jiang Yang has already entered the entertainment industry, while I am still just an art student.

Watching Jiang Yang's figure walk further and further away, their lives, normally speaking, are like two parallel lines that will never intersect.

Tian Xiwei stared unfocusedly at the frozen fields outside the window.

"Tian Xiwei, are you listening? Tian Xiwei."

Yang Chaoyue's voice through the receiver brought her back to her senses.

Tian Xiwei said politely but distantly, "I'm sorry, my mind went blank for a moment. I'm listening, please speak."

“I just said I would wait for you at the station entrance. Yang specially arranged for me to pick you up and take you to the filming location of ‘A Little Reunion.’ What color clothes are you wearing? It’s the Spring Festival travel rush now, and the train station is very crowded. I’m afraid I might not be able to find you for a while.”

When I heard the words 'Jiang Yang made special arrangements'.

Tian Xi was momentarily stunned, her heart skipped a beat.

His pupils dilated slightly, his lips trembled, and he leaned forward, trying to put his ear to the receiver.

Let's chat for a bit.

hang up the phone.

"I knew it all along, how could Jiang Yang forget!" Tian Xiwei murmured to herself, then paused for a moment in a daze.

Counting the clicking sounds of the train sleepers.

He rested his chin on his fingers, watching the sky outside the window gradually darken, and the corners of his mouth slowly curved into a smile.

When she smiled, her dimples appeared, and her eyes curved into crescent moons.

Take a look at the time.

No matter how busy Jiang Yang is, he still thinks of himself.

Very satisfied.

I really wish time would pass faster so I could catch up with Jiang Yang.

Please make the train go faster and not be late.
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P.S.: Thank you to the Assassin Novelist for the 2100-point reward.

Thank you Ya Shi Xiannv for the 1000 points reward for Yang Chaoyue, the 100 points reward for Tian Xiwei, the 100 points reward for Liu Haochun, and the 100 points reward for Li Yitong.

Please give me a monthly ticket.

(End of this chapter)