Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

Chapter 203 Discovering a Potential Child-Rearing Partner, Ren Min

After signing the agreement, Liu Haochun realized that since he was under 16 years old, the agreement was not valid on his own; his guardian also needed to sign it.

That is, Mom and Dad.

It's okay, the hardest hurdle was Jiang Yang's, but we've already overcome that.
When you finish the art exams and go home for the Chinese New Year, you can tell your parents about it.

Even if my parents disagree.

By May, I will be 16 years old and have full civil capacity. I will be able to sign contracts on my own, just like Chaoyue, without my parents' signature.

The car entered the North Fourth Ring Road from the North Fourth Ring Road.

Then take the North Fourth Ring Road West, exit at the Wanquanhe Bridge, and enter Wanquanhe Road.

A light drizzle was falling outside.

Passing through Chaoyang Park, you can see the ripples on the lake's surface, and the surrounding trees and flowers are even greener after being washed by the rain.

The pavilions and towers in the park were shrouded in a layer of rain and mist.

As you approach the North Fourth Ring Road, you can see the Bird's Nest steel structure and the Water Cube's crystal-clear appearance from afar.

The songs playing in the car changed from Lady Gaga's to Phoenix Legend, and then to Li Zhongsheng and Jacky Cheung's.

When the song "Princess" came on, Tian Xiwei suddenly said, "Jiang Yang, I feel like these singers' songs are all very distinctive. You can recognize them immediately. For example, Lady Gaga's songs... they just feel like..."

Tian Xiwei talked for a long time, but couldn't get the words out.

Jiang Yang understood Tian Xiwei's meaning: "The higher-ups?"

What does "the higher-ups" mean?

"that is……"

The term "上头" (shàngtóu) appeared in 19.

At the time, actor Li Xian posted a picture on Weibo of himself holding a fan that read "Too addictive," and the word "addictive" subsequently became a popular joke.

What exactly does that mean?

Jiang Yang couldn't really explain it at the moment.

Liu Haochun, who was sitting in the back row, had been listening attentively to their conversation. He leaned forward slightly and said, "It probably means 'enjoyable'."

"That's roughly the idea," Jiang Yang nodded.

Liu Haochun doesn't talk much, but when he does, his choice of words is quite precise.

"Indeed, Teacher Haochun, Lady Gaga's songs are really enjoyable to listen to," Tian Xi said with a smile.

Jiang Yang then asked, "What kind of feeling do you get when you first hear Phoenix Legend sing?"

“You’ve got guts…” Tian Xiwei couldn’t quite put her finger on it.

Liu Haochun, sitting in the back row, answered a question from the teacher in class, resting one hand on his elbow behind his back and raising the other hand: "The moment Phoenix Legend opens its mouth, it gives you the feeling of the grasslands."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Tian Xiwei's eyes lit up.

"Where is Li Zhongsheng?" Jiang Yang then asked.

Liu Haochun raised his hand again: "Li Zhongsheng's words are always filled with sadness."

"Ah, right, right, right!" Tian Xi turned around and looked at Liu Haochun, her eyes wide open like saucers: "Jiang Yang, keep going, keep going, don't stop."

Jiang Yang thought back to the singer who had just sung on the car speaker: "Where's Jacky Cheung?"

Liu Haochun replied, "Jacky Cheung's voice is full of sentiment."

"Wow, that's right, that's right, Teacher Haochun, you're amazing!"

Liu Haochun smiled, pursing his lips but not showing his teeth.

Until Jiang Yang said, "Hao Chun, you've got some skills."

Liu Haochun's smile truly blossomed.

She revealed her pearly teeth, her eyebrows and eyes curving upwards.

The calves are no longer tight.

Being praised.

She leaned forward a little more, gripping the back of the seats of the two people in front of her, and continued, "The Princess speaks classic words, Tu Honggang speaks of battlefields, and Huang Jiaju speaks of ideals."

"Hmm!"

Tian Xiwei couldn't respond, she just kept nodding.

She swayed her shoulders to the rhythm of the music and said to Jiang Yang, "Jiang Yang, you say something too."

"My friend's first question is always about borrowing money."

Jiang Yang was referring to Zhao Jinmai.

He continued, "Wife..."

The wife's first words were always, "If we can make it work, we'll stay together; if not, we'll get a divorce."

The driver stopped abruptly after saying that last sentence, and the car came to a stop.

We've arrived at the gate of Beijing Dance Academy.

After letting Tian Xiwei and Liu Haochun get out of the car, Jiang Yang went to find a parking space nearby, as private vehicles were not allowed to enter the Beijing Dance Academy.

Tian Xi got out of the car and looked up to see a gilded plaque bearing the school's name on the gray brick wall of the Beijing Dance Academy's main gate.

The six characters "Beiping Dance Academy" gleamed in the rain.

Water dripped from the mane of the stone lion at the entrance.

There was a temporary rain shelter at the security checkpoint, and a long queue had already formed, consisting of test takers and their families.

The antique-style floor tiles are wet and reflective.

The test takers hopped through puddles, searching for dry spots to stand on.

The folk dancer, wearing a cheongsam, wrapped her hair up with a down jacket.

The boys practicing ballroom dancing are holding mirrors to practice their facial expressions.

Several parents knelt on the ground to change their children's dance shoes, not even caring that the umbrellas were askew.

There's a stall outside selling ginger tea for ten yuan a cup.

The security guards, dressed in uniforms and with walkie-talkies strapped to their waists, were very strict in checking exam admission tickets and prohibited items: "Tickets! Take them out! Bags! Open them!"

Staff members wearing yellow fluorescent hats moved about in the rain, their megaphones booming: "Students, line up! Verify your identity before entering the venue. Don't put your admission ticket in your pocket, it won't work if it gets wet! Parents and accompanying persons are strictly prohibited from entering the school!"

After Liu Haochun got out of the car, he heard Tian Xi mutter, "The gold paint on the plaque is peeling off... So even top universities get old."

She remained silent.

I felt the cold rain hitting my face.

My mind wasn't as relaxed as it was in the car.

I opened the dance bag and checked it. I found the contract inside, but I didn't bring an umbrella.

The drizzling rain was suddenly blocked. Tian Xiwei held up an umbrella, with one hand dangling on Liu Haochun's shoulder: "Teacher Haochun, I have an umbrella. Let's share it."

"Thank you." Liu Haochun smiled and said, "I was so nervous. Jiang Yang reminded me that it was raining outside, and I forgot to bring an umbrella when I was packing."

Tian Xiwei chuckled: "You're not taking an exam, why are you so nervous?"

"I'll take the exam." Liu Haochun took out his admission ticket from his bag.

"What?"

Tian Xiwei's smile froze.

Take a closer look at Liu Haochun's admission ticket.

The main color is the iconic deep red of the Beijing Dance Academy, with subtle gold school emblem patterns printed on the edges.

There is ultraviolet fluorescent ink in the lower left corner.

It's the same as hers.

Tian Xiwei had always assumed that Liu Haochun was a graduate student at some dance academy who had won national honors: "Teacher Haochun, are you an art student?"

"Yes, didn't you say you knew?" "I...know."

Tian Xi swallowed slightly and nodded: "Now I know."

No wonder Teacher Haochun looks so young.

It turns out that Liu Haochun is two years younger than him, and will turn 16 in a few months.

Her dancing skills far surpass mine.

Tian Xiwei suddenly felt a little nervous.

Are all art students applying to Beijing Dance Academy as strong as Liu Haochun?

After chatting with Liu Haochun for a few minutes, Tian Xiwei finally felt at ease.

Not all art students who come to the Beijing Dance Academy are as good as Liu Haochun.

It's because Liu Haochun grew up in a family of dancers and attended the Affiliated High School of Beijing Dance Academy, where he consistently ranked among the top students.

A short while later, Jiang Yang came over with an umbrella.

Queuing for security check.

I went through Tian Xiwei and Liu Haochun's bags once, and then checked their admission tickets.

Tian Xi turned back to look at Jiang Yang outside the security checkpoint, waved to him, and smiled reluctantly: "Jiang Yang, go back and wait for my good news."

She added, "I wish you could come in too. What a stupid rule, accompanying persons can't come in."

Just finished speaking.

Then I saw Jiang Yang take out his admission ticket, go through security, and step in.

Tian Xiwei's smile froze.

He tilted his head, stood still, and watched Jiang Yang walk towards him.

Liu Haochun didn't react much, narrowing his eyes slightly in confusion before quickly becoming relieved.

Tian Xi's lips twitched a few times as she snatched the admission ticket from Jiang Yang's hand: "How come you're also an art student?!"

"Yes"

"...What dance style did you mainly take the exam for?"

"Folk dance".

"You're also taking the folk dance exam?"

"hold head high."

Jiang Yang responded.

After chatting for a few minutes, we followed the group of test takers toward the main building.

You can see Tian Xiwei's confusion.

Jiang Yang offered no explanation.

There's no way to explain it.

The dance attribute was originally taken from Tian Xiwei.

Tian Xiwei is skilled in ethnic dance, and so is he.

During my few days in Chongqing, I took the time to prepare for the provincial civil service exam, which tested ethnic dance, and I passed it smoothly.

However, when it came time to extract attributes from Liu Haochun, Liu Haochun knew more dance styles, and after extracting the attributes, he learned several more dance styles.

"Haochun, what were your scores in the academic subjects on your final exams this time?" Tian Xiwei suddenly asked Liu Haochun.

"I...I'm not very good at academic subjects."

Liu Haochun covered his face with his exam admission ticket and said a score that was hard to say: "I got 250."

She devoted most of her energy to practicing dance.

They only focused on the Beijing Dance Academy.

The minimum score for the academic subjects at Beijing Dance Academy is very low; in previous years, it was only 210.

She casually asked Tian Xiwei, "And you?"

"I'm 428."

Liu Haochun was surprised: "Xiwei, a top student."

Tian Xiwei pointed to Jiang Yang in front of her: "He got 650, which puts him in the top ten of my grade."

Her finger, pointing at Jiang Yang, was somewhat unsteady and trembling slightly.

A mixture of boasting and inferiority.

Liu Haochun looked up at Jiang Yang, holding his breath.

Can a dance student score 650 on their academic exam?

Why not just take the regular college entrance exam route instead of competing with dance students?

Her lower eyelids trembled slightly, and she unusually failed to hide her emotions: "Jiang Yang, you're a pervert."

The main building corridor features photo walls of outstanding alumni on both sides.

Arrive at the classroom in the waiting area to wait.

The sound was very loud.

There are already quite a few test takers sharing their experiences there.

There are simple dance bars and chairs for candidates to rest.

Ten candidates were grouped together and entered the examination room.

There was a high turnover of test takers, with staff constantly coming in to announce the names of the test takers entering the examination room this time.

Occasionally, invigilators will enter and exit the waiting area to check on the candidates' preparation and emphasize exam discipline and precautions.

There are very few boys.

Most of them are girls.

The three of them sat down near the window.

Most of the people around me were speaking with a local Beijing accent.

Tian Xiwei didn't see any other familiar faces. She sat next to Jiang Yang and didn't chat.

He lowered his head slightly.

The staff reminded the candidates to pay attention to discipline.

She was so nervous that she kept taking deep breaths.

I kept looking at my exam admission ticket, my knees kept touching it, and I couldn't calm my mind.

The staff called out the names of a group of candidates, and then someone called out to him: "Haochun! You're here for the preliminary test today too? I've been assigned to a group, it's my turn."

A girl wearing a down jacket deliberately walked around from the back row to Liu Haochun. She held Liu Haochun's hands in both of hers and said in a quick, slightly breathy voice, "I hope to benefit from your strength so that I can get good grades."

Tian Xiwei kept her head down, unaware of the commotion around her.

Try to get yourself into the zone.

Jiang Yang glanced casually at the classrooms in the examination area, took out his phone, and wanted to check the news from the film crew.

The sudden notification on the control panel made him unconsciously rub the edge of his phone with his fingers. His gaze suddenly focused, and he turned his head to look at the girl next to him who was chatting familiarly with Liu Haochun.

She was the same height as Yang Chaoyue, with a round face and bright, expressive eyes.

The lips are rather thick and slightly protruding.

Her smile reveals the girl's charming and adorable nature.

Her nose is short and round, and from Jiang Yang's perspective, it looks a little big, which is part of her personal style.

[Potential nurturing partner discovered: Ren Min. Should we bind?]

(End of this chapter)