Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

Chapter 201 Nothing is difficult if you are willing to give up.

Jiang Yang pursed his lips, not showing the autographed document to Zhao Jinmai.

That brat is so infuriating.

Tian Xiwei became his new employee, and before he could even show his boss authority to her, Zhao Jinmai ruined his composure.

I forgot to tell Tian Xiwei not to take what Zhao Jinmai said seriously.

He edited the text: [“MaiMai, you've really given me so much face, I'm so touched. I'm too lazy to write a signature, I'll just write a song for you instead.”]
"You can write songs? That's great." Zhao Jinmai sent a message.

He took out another postcard and wrote down a verse:
[to Zhao Jinmai:]
They all look down on me, and I'm just not good enough.

No one will help me reach the clouds, and I can't climb them anyway.

The strong never complain about their circumstances, but I am the weak one.

I not only complain about the environment, but I also complain about the powerful.

Gold always shines, but I'm just a buddy.

No one can use me because I am useless.

Everyone is laughing at me, but I'm the funniest one.

Instead of pushing yourself, it’s better to give yourself a break.

Nothing in the world is difficult if you are willing to give up. I will not fight anyone who can defeat me. If I have any ability, I will not be completely without it.

—Jiangyang.
I wrote it all in one go.

Put away your pen.

Take pictures.

Zhao Jinmai was furious.

You can't hit someone who isn't your own child.

Let's launch a psychological attack and break this brat's defenses.

After sending the photos, the group was silent for a minute, and Zhao Jinmai did not reply.

Jiang Yang sent a message: ["@Zhao Jinmai, MaiMai, how's it going? What are your thoughts?"]
Zhao Jinmai sent a voice message: ["Yang-ge, you're so talented! I've copied it and made it my signature. Here's 10 yuan as copyright fee."]
I received a red envelope from Zhao Jinmai, with a note saying it was for ten yuan.

When I opened it, I found there was only one cent inside.

Clicking on Zhao Jinmai's profile again, it reads: "A song written by a friend of mine, it's so talented, everyone please enjoy it."

Jiang Yang felt like he had punched cotton.

Why can't Zhao Jinmai break down when she looks at it?
On second thought, I realized that this song became popular in the north in my previous life, and it fits the style of northern rap.

It didn't hit Zhao Jinmai's sore spot, but it might have hit her pleasure spot instead.

Garlic bird, garlic bird.

Don't argue with children.

Jiang Yang put his phone in his pocket, packed his clothes for the entrance exam at the Beijing Dance Academy, and stepped out of his room.

My phone chimed.

It was a voice message sent by another scoundrel in the [Three Scoundrels] group.

Upon listening, Yang Chaoyue's voice trembled slightly with a sob: ["Brother Yang, these lyrics of yours really touched my heart. Before I met you, this was my life. Everyone looked down on me, and I was such a disappointment..."]
Yang Chaoyue choked up more and more as he spoke.

I didn't manage to get any of Yang Chaoyue's attributes.

This shows that Yang Chaoyue's reactions were genuine.

Jiang Yang didn't even get to hear the whole thing before his scalp tingled.

I originally intended to break Zhao Jinmai's defenses.

The kids got excited, and the adults couldn't keep up.

Accidentally injuring friendly forces is a real headache.

I've pretty much exhausted all the attributes; it's time to go to the Beijing Dance Academy for the entrance exam.

Upon reaching the third floor, the elevator doors opened, and Jiang Yang stepped out. In the corridor, he could hear the sound of footsteps scraping against wooden planks, along with Liu Haochun's gentle and soothing teaching voice.

"Xiwei, the foundation of a flat spin is that each step lands on the same line. Imagine you're standing on a balance beam, look at my brow, and after you've done five spins, tell me if you can feel my brow swaying?"

"When the barbarian hands are on the ground, he should lie on the mat, push against the wall with both hands, and keep his elbows slightly bent, but not turned inward. This degree must be well controlled."

Jiang Yang pushed open the door.

A warm breeze was blowing.

Then I saw two girls in gymnastics uniforms, one demonstrating the movements and the other teaching.

Liu Haochun stood to the side and behind Tian Xiwei, supporting her waist and abdomen with one hand to control her center of gravity, and supporting her shoulder with the other hand to guide her sideways direction, so that she could send the force upward when she jumped and avoid hitting her shoulder when she put her hands on the ground.

Her two legs were long, fair, and shapely.

Liu Haochun turned his head to look towards the main entrance and saw that the person who came in was Jiang Yang.

My previously relaxed nerves suddenly tensed up, and my hands stopped moving.

She subconsciously wanted to say a few flattering words, complimenting Jiang Yang's good complexion and his stylish clothes. But she held back the words.

Yang Chaoyue, Tian Xiwei, and Zhao Jinmai are not the kind of people who would fawn over Jiang Yang.

Jiang Yang most likely wouldn't like this.

Liu Haochun nodded to Jiang Yang, her high ponytail swaying slightly. Her smile narrowed into a thin line, and the flattery she had planned turned into two dry words: "Jiang Yang."

The teaching tasks assigned by Jiang Yang have been completed.

They did not bring up the matter of signing an agreement.

"Thank you for your hard work, Teacher Haochun." Jiang Yang stood relaxed and nodded in response.

“MaiMai, ChaoYue, and XiWei are all learning very diligently, so it’s easy for me to teach them.”

The system indicates that Liu Haochun has been given a small amount of acting talent.

This proves that what Liu Haochun just said was false.

Jiang Yang believed that Mai Mai, Chao Yue, and Xi Wei were studying very diligently.

Jiang Yang didn't believe that Liu Haochun taught the three of them so easily.

Jiang Yang's gaze swept over Liu Haochun and landed on Tian Xiwei, lingering for a second.

I had seen Tian Xiwei in her dance costume before; that night she wore a strapless top with lace trim that covered a lot of ground.

This was the first time I saw Tian Xiwei wearing a tight-fitting gymnastics outfit.

Her figure is very attractive and has a great visual effect.

How did you grow so big all of a sudden?
When did you become so fierce?

One is a minor, and the other is an adult who hasn't even graduated from high school yet. Both are breaking the rules. When will they be able to ride the giant swing to meet them? It's so frustrating.

What's intimidating is his figure; Tian Xi slightly tilted her head to look at Jiang Yang.

She glanced at Jiang Yang for a moment, then quickly lowered her head, afraid of having her thoughts read.

Suddenly realizing she was wearing a gymnastics outfit, she grabbed the hem of her clothes and pulled it down.

Her collarbone was slightly red.

Actually, this shouldn't be the case, since Jiang Yang has seen her wearing a strapless dress before.

Liu Haochun was present.

Ultimately, I still felt a little embarrassed.

Her identity had changed; she was no longer just Jiang Yang's classmate, but also an artist under Jiang Yang's company.

There will be many legitimate opportunities to see Jiang Yang in the future.

Unfortunately, Liu Haochun was there, and he couldn't bring himself to do it. Otherwise, he would have loved to go up to Jiang Yang, tug at Jiang Yang's clothes, and smell the scent of Jiang Yang's embrace.

"Boss Jiang, want to practice together?" Tian Xi's dimples were obvious, and her voice rose at the end.

"Get ready and wait for me at the entrance. I'll drive the car over, and we'll go to the Beijing Dance Academy for the entrance exam together. It's drizzling outside, so wear more layers."

He specifically said to Tian Xiwei in Chongqing dialect, "You should wear something thick, it's freezing cold outside."

"Have it."

Hearing Jiang Yang's special instructions, Tian Xi smiled secretly.

Listen to it as sweet talk.

Liu Haochun noticed Jiang Yang's gaze sweep over her, but he didn't look at her much. Her lower back muscles taut, causing wrinkles to appear in her gymnastics uniform.

There is a sense of loss from not being noticed.

Jiang Yang walked towards the elevator.

As the elevator doors closed, I loosened my collar slightly and took a deep breath.

Tsk, a dance student.

Gymnastics uniforms are also a type of uniform.

Can't read more.

A person as upright as myself, if I ever get together with a girl, it's definitely not to sleep with her, but to wake up and have her by my side.

As Jiang Yang left, the dimples at the corners of Tian Xi's mouth disappeared.

She hurriedly packed her dance bag and said goodbye to Liu Haochun as she left, "See you next time, Teacher Haochun."

"I'm going too," Liu Haochun replied.

"Are you going too?"

"Yes, didn't you know?"