Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

The message was never sent.

Suddenly I felt really annoyed. I had planned to leave alone in a cool way and not bother Jiang Yang.

But I will still hold onto hope.

I wasn't so conflicted when I was a child, but now that I'm older, I've become so conflicted.

Zhao Jinmai put away her phone, cleared her mind of distractions, and continued filming the final scenes.

Look up.

The director sat in front of the monitor, repeatedly reviewing the footage he had just shot, and occasionally picking up the walkie-talkie to make adjustments.

The assistant director ran around with the clapperboard, checking on the preparations for the next scene.

The executive director is coordinating the positions of the extras to ensure that the background doesn't give away the scene.

The crew members were moving equipment, laying tracks, and maintaining order on set to prevent passersby from entering the shot.

Some people were carrying insulated boxes to distribute bottled water, while others were holding walkie-talkies to tell the props team to quickly set up the desks and chairs for the next scene.

"A Little Reunion, 45 scenes, 3 shots, Action!"

As soon as the clapperboard sounded, Zhao Jinmai instantly got into character.

The photographer carried a Steadicam stabilizer and followed Zhao Jinmai's movements, while the assistant held up a reflector to provide additional lighting.

The focus puller kept a close eye on the lens focus to ensure Zhao Jinmai's face was in focus.

As Zhao Jinmai walked to the classroom door, the entire room fell silent.

There was only the faint sound of the camera running.

With tears glistening in her eyes, Zhao Jinmai delivered her final line: "You know what? I'm actually not strong at all. I don't cry because I know no one will comfort me, not even my parents."

"Okay, cut! Mai Mai's filming is finished!"

The director stood up and shouted.

Applause suddenly erupted in the audience.

She stood there stunned for a few seconds, her eyes slightly red, as if she hadn't yet come out of character.

The makeup artist was the first to rush over and hug her: "MaiMai, happy wrap-up!"

Zhao Jinmai hugged her back, her voice muffled: "Thank you, sister... You've worked so hard these past few days."

The lighting technician turned off the glaring spotlights, leaving only the midday sun shining obliquely in from outside the window.

Zhao Jinmai smiled and repeatedly bowed to the staff to express her gratitude.

She saw the replay of her performance on the monitor screen and suddenly realized that it was really over.

She has appeared in many film and television works.

She has played many roles.

The first time left the deepest impression, but afterwards I gradually became numb to it.

This time, however, I really don't want to leave so soon.

After exchanging pleasantries with the crew members.

The noise from the film set gradually faded away, and Zhao Jinmai could only hear her own heartbeat and the static coming from someone's walkie-talkie in the distance: "That's a wrap! That's a wrap!"

She dragged her suitcase and walked towards the school gate.

Upon arriving at the perimeter of the film set, I saw staff dismantling lighting rigs and moving equipment boxes.

Zhao Jinmai went up to help.

Exhausted and panting, I took a break, then took out the dog food I had prepared from my bag and fed it to a stray dog ​​on set that I had become familiar with.

I took out my phone and opened my mom's chat window.

I contact my mom every day.

After my mom stopped controlling me so much, I stopped blocking her on WeChat Moments and also opened up my QQ Space to her.

While stroking the stray dog's head, I suddenly wanted to tease my mom.

She sent a voice message, speaking in a Shenyang accent: ["Mom, if one day I become a stray dog, but you're no longer my mom, and you're living a very happy life, would you be happy?"]
My mom replied: [“Zhao Jinmai, what’s wrong with you? We’ve finished filming our last scene today. Don’t make me yell at you in front of everyone. Hurry up and go home, or you’ll miss your flight!”]
Zhao Jin laughed for a while.

There's still plenty of time before boarding.

Let's play a little longer.

She then sent a voice message: ["Seriously, Mom, I'm not kidding."]
It was just a joke.

I wanted to tease my mom.

Zhao Jinmai repeated the voice message from before: ["If one day I really become a stray dog, and you're no longer my mom, but you're doing really well, would you be okay with that?"]
Hu Lin replied: [“What do you mean by ‘dog’? I’ll always be your mother, and our home will always be there for you.”]
Hear the words.

Zhao Jinmai had a smile on her lips.

Chat with Mom for a while.

I saw that the dog food and sausages I had prepared had been eaten by stray dogs.

The country dog ​​found a sunny spot on the outskirts of the film set and lay down. An orange cat appeared out of nowhere and lay down next to it.

Zhao Jinmai texted her mom: ["Mom, I suddenly want to be a cat in my next life. What do you want to be in your next life?"]
[“I’ll still be your mom, otherwise who’s going to take care of you?”]
Seeing the message from her mother, Zhao Jinmai felt a warmth in her heart and a smile appeared on her face.

My phone vibrated twice.

My mom sent me two more messages:
[“You can be whatever you want, but I'll always be your mom.”]
"Mommy cat."
Zhao Jinmai's smile froze, and her eyes suddenly reddened.

His lips trembled slightly.

My hands were shaking as I typed: ["Mom, I'm going back right now."]
I miss home.

I got up, pulled my suitcase, and walked towards the school gate. Suddenly, I saw a tall figure walking quickly in from outside the school gate, looking around hurriedly.

She was carrying her favorite roasted chestnuts.

After meeting my gaze, I paused.

He waved at me and said, "MaiMai, come on, I'll take you abroad to get leg lengthening surgery to help you grow taller!"

Zhao Jinmai's pupils dilated instantly, and her lips trembled, fearing it was an illusion.

Jiang Yang really came.

I clearly didn't notify Jiang Yang; he's so busy.

Tears welled up instantly, but she stubbornly held them back from crying out loud, biting her lower lip tightly.

Dragging his suitcase, Jiang Yang ran off laughing.

Sensitive people can be moved by even a moment of warmth.

When she got closer to Jiangyang, Zhao Jinmai felt that the suitcase was not helping her run fast, so she simply let go of it.

With a thud, the suitcase fell onto the concrete floor. Jiang Yang opened his arms and caught Zhao Jinmai as she lunged at him, gently patting her back: "Slow down, don't fall."

Jiang Yang's hands were large enough to completely envelop Zhao Jinmai's shoulders.

Look down at her.

Jiang Yang stuffed a large bag of roasted chestnuts into her hand: "Eat these on the way, don't go hungry."

What brings you here?

"I'll take you to the airport. Teacher Hu asked me to take care of you. I promised Teacher Hu when I picked you up from the airport." "I'm afraid of interfering with your work and causing you trouble. You've been so busy lately."

"Are you stupid?"

Jiang Yang placed his palm on Zhao Jinmai's cheek and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes: "Your affairs have never been a problem."

Zhao Jinmai's lips trembled.

He wanted to say something, but the words got stuck in his throat and he swallowed them back down.

She pressed her cheek against Jiang Yang's chest and said, "Little Jiang, I can't bear to part with you."

"What?"

"Because you've always been so good to me, you're my closest buddy."

"Can you grant me one request?"

"I'd do it for ten, not just one!"

"Don't call me Xiao Jiang anymore, it's embarrassing. Learn from Yang Chaoyue and call me Brother Yang."

"Alright, from now on I'll call you Brother Yang."

Let's chat for a while.

Zhao Jinmai turned around and ran back to the film set, distributing the large bag of roasted chestnuts that Jiang Yang had given her to everyone.

After finishing, he loudly proclaimed, "The New Year is almost here! In the new year, everyone must stop acting like a child like me and be a happy adult!!!"

Jiang Yang had already put Zhao Jinmai's suitcase into the trunk.

He was sitting in the driver's seat when he turned his head and saw Zhao Jinmai jumping around on the set where they were dismantling the film set.

He remained silent, watching quietly with a smile in his eyes.

Not a moment later.

Zhao Jinmai then sat in the passenger seat and fastened her seatbelt.

He reclined the seat and said, "Xiao Jiang, let's drive."

"Didn't we agree that you'd call me Brother Yang?"

"You actually believe what the kid says? What were you thinking? Stop dawdling and drive now, or we'll really miss our chance!"

Jiang Yang's smile froze.

It was already night when I delivered Zhao Jinmai.

I feel completely drained.

I feel like I've forgotten something.

I can't remember it right now.

Too lazy to think about it.

I fell asleep almost immediately after my head hit the pillow.

The next morning, after washing up, I received a message from Yang Chaoyue: ["Brother Yang, Zhang Ruonan is waiting for us in Shanghai."]
Jiang Yang replied with an OK gesture and sent a message: ["Wake Xiwei up, we're checking out today."]
The message has been sent.

Suddenly I remembered something I forgot about yesterday.

He took out the three actor contracts for "Fighter of the Destiny" from his briefcase.

Two copies were signed.

When I'm in a good mood, I remember everything perfectly.

When I'm not feeling energetic, even with my phone in hand, I'll still frantically search for where it is.

Open the chat box with Liu Haochun on WeChat.

The last time I chatted with Liu Haochun was yesterday, around the time of the art exam. Liu Haochun messaged me: [“I’m not in a hurry, I’m not going anywhere, I’ll wait for you to come back at the hotel.”]
Liu Haochun lay on the bed, staring blankly in the direction of the balcony. His pupils were unfocused, as if he were looking through the wall rather than actually looking at anything.

I didn't sleep all night, my eyes were dry, and I would occasionally close them tightly, only to open them again very quickly.

His chest barely rose and fell.

They were too lazy to even breathe.

Her body was slightly curled up, and her arms were wrapped around herself.

I don't know when Jiang Yang came back yesterday, because Jiang Yang didn't contact me.

She didn't dare to send Jiang Yang a message first.

Because no agreement was signed.

As she was not an artist under Jiang Yang's company, she knew very well that no matter how many verbal promises Jiang Yang made to her, he could always go back on his word.

As long as you don't take the initiative to speak.

At least the fragile relationship with Jiang Yang can be maintained.

There is an opportunity to earn money to atone for the sins of one's parents.

She took out her phone and realized that she still hadn't received any messages or calls from Jiang Yang.

Liu Haochun's lips moved slightly, and he uttered a whisper that he could hear: "Jiang Yang isn't the kind of person who goes back on his word. He's probably still busy."

I comforted myself.

Use your phone to look at something else to distract yourself.

When I saw the phone screen, my eyes finally focused, but my gaze was still tired.

It's not as casual as just scrolling through your phone.

It's very slow when swiping the screen.

I saw a post from a blogger on Xiaohongshu.

The text above reads, "[Beginning: Mom and Dad! I'm not going! I've never believed in these superstitious beliefs!]", and you're asked to write the ending. How would you write it?
Posts with very low pageviews.

There wasn't a single comment.

I have never believed in feudal superstitions since I was a child, and I think they are all lies.

Suddenly I started to believe it.

I hope the gods will bless me so that I can successfully sign a contract with Jiang Yang's company and get the actor contract that Jiang Yang got from the "Fighter of the Destiny" production team.

To give myself the opportunity to earn money and atone for my parents' sins.

Liu Haochun typed in the comment box, hesitated, deleted and revised it repeatedly, and finally decided to post it, commenting under this post:
[Ending: Guanyin knelt at my feet for a long time, protecting my parents' safety for life.]
The phone vibrates.

I received a message from Jiang Yang.

Liu Haochun's body trembled violently.

It's a miracle?
Her breath caught in her throat for a moment, her fingers froze, and she dared not check the message immediately, afraid of being disappointed.

I opened the message sent by Jiang Yang.

The note read: [“Haochun, come to my room to choose a role contract.”]
She sat up, her hand holding the phone trembling slightly, while her other hand steadied her wrist.

His chest heaved noticeably; he edited a line of text:
[“I’m coming right now!”]
PS:

Zhao Jinmai: "I hope that one day everyone will laugh out loud for my character, and also shed tears for my character... Please vote for me!" (End of Chapter)