Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

After sending the message to Jiang Yang.

Liu Haochun practically jumped out of bed, even putting his slippers on backwards, and hurriedly went to get his room key.

As she pushed open the door, a gust of cold wind rushed in from the corridor, and she instinctively shrank her neck and shivered.

Looking down at my wrinkled, thin, pure white pajamas, I suddenly realized, how can I face anyone like this?

She wanted to go back to her room to get ready, but then she stopped in her tracks: "Never mind, he called me over to discuss serious business, not a beauty pageant."

Just as she was about to leave, she hesitated: "But what if Jiang Yang thinks I'm sloppy?"

Yang Chaoyue was clearly highly regarded by Jiang Yang. He was a long-time employee of Jiang Yang's company and had been mentored by Jiang Yang all the way up.

Tian Xiwei is from Jiangyang's hometown and is also an alumnus; their families might even live very close by.

Chao Yue and Xi Wei can act more casually and unrestrainedly in front of Jiang Yang, and can even go to Jiang Yang to pick out contracts while wearing their pajamas.

I can't do that.

You must be clear about your position and not do things that are not worthy of your position.

We need to show Jiang Yang our best side.

I can't let Jiang Yang see me looking so disheveled.

Liu Haochun returned to his room, stood in front of the mirror, and looked at himself.

There are obvious dark circles under his eyes, his lips are dry and chapped from staying up late, and there are one or two small red pimples on his forehead.

An unhealthy flush on the cheeks may be caused by prolonged exposure to heating.

Her hair was messy, with a few tufts sticking up. She pressed them down with her hand, but they quickly bounced back.

His eyes were bloodshot, his eyelids were slightly swollen, and he looked listless.

I took out my cosmetics from my bag.

I bought the cosmetics a long time ago, but I don't use them much because I don't usually wear makeup.

Liu Haochun washed her face and applied foundation, but then haphazardly patted it with her fingers, resulting in patches of white and yellow on her forehead and powder settling on her nose.

I applied the paint too hard and went outside the lines, so I rubbed it off with my sleeve, and now there's a red ring around my mouth.

Her already unskilled makeup techniques only made things worse.

No blush brush included.

Liu Haochun applied eyeshadow powder directly to her face with her fingers, resulting in two patches of redness resembling those of high altitude.

She did not continue applying makeup.

She stared at herself in the mirror, her initial anticipation gradually turning into frustration, muttering to herself, "I look even uglier now..."

I simply used makeup remover to wash it all off.

Then she rummaged through drawers and cabinets looking for clothes.

Suddenly, I remembered that when I auditioned with Xu Xiaoou, Jiang Yang said that she was suited to wearing light-colored clothes.

She doesn't have a heavy face; she's better suited to light makeup.

"Do I really suit wearing light-colored clothes...? It doesn't matter. If Jiang Yang thinks so, it means Jiang Yang likes it. I'll just try my best to dress up for Jiang Yang."

Although I was allowed to choose the roles and contracts myself, every detail had to be handled properly before the contracts were signed.

Liu Haochun pulled out a beige knit sweater and then a skirt in the same color scheme.

The skirt was a little short, so she tugged at the hem.

There were no suitable shoes, so I could only wear a pair of faded white sneakers.

I turned around in front of the mirror and looked noticeably better than when I left the house.

But when it came time to go out, she hesitated again, biting her lower lip lightly: "Am I going a bit too far with this outfit?"

I want to dress up nicely, but I'm afraid of looking too deliberate.

I feel very conflicted.

I don't have time to dwell on it.

Liu Haochun went out, but instead of rushing to Jiang Yang's room, he went to a stall outside the hotel and bought a roujiamo (Chinese hamburger).

I had noticed Jiang Yang's fondness for this for a while.

I bought it especially for Jiang Yang.

Arriving at Jiang Yang's room, she didn't knock, but instead sent him a message: "[I'm at your door.]"
After sending the message, she placed her hands together on her lower abdomen, gripping her phone tightly in her hands, her fingers unconsciously twisting together, her little finger hanging from a plastic bag containing a roujiamo (Chinese hamburger).

The cramped feeling caused my calf muscles to tighten.

Silently waiting for Jiang Yang to open the door.

My heart was pounding.

Actually, I'm already familiar with Jiang Yang, and I no longer feel the nervousness I had when I first met him.

But the thought that this was serious business, related to my role and contract, still made me uncontrollably nervous.

While Jiang Yang was still inside, Liu Haochun tried to calm himself down.

Silently practice what you're going to say for a while, your lips move but no sound comes out, mechanically repeating it like a primary school student reciting a text:
"Jiang Yang, I bought you a roujiamo (Chinese hamburger). Eat it while it's hot."

"Jiang Yang, I bought you a roujiamo (Chinese hamburger). Eat it while it's hot."

"Jiang Yang, I bought you a roujiamo (Chinese hamburger). Eat it while it's hot."

He practiced on his own.

Her gaze darted quickly between the door and the floor, avoiding looking directly into the peephole, afraid of making eye contact with Jiang Yang.

Suddenly I heard the sound of the doorknob turning.

Liu Haochun's words stopped, his breathing became rapid, and his chest heaved noticeably.

The door opens.

The warm breeze made a few strands of hair on Liu Haochun's forehead flutter to the sides.

Jiang Yang glanced at Liu Haochun quickly and said with a smile, "You're here, Haochun."

Liu Haochun, who was practicing, immediately stopped and looked up to meet Jiang Yang's gaze.

The carefully prepared explanation suddenly became chaotic: "Jiang Yang, I'm a roujiamo (Chinese hamburger), you eat..."

"What?"

Jiang Yang's smile froze.

Realizing he had said the wrong thing, Liu Haochun quickly stopped himself.

Taking a deep breath, she hurriedly handed the bag of roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) towards Jiang Yang, then changed her words, saying, "Um, I bought you roujiamo, eat it while it's hot."

"Oh, we'll eat in a bit. Come on in."

Jiang Yang felt relieved and turned to walk into the house.

Liu Haochun lowered his head slightly and uttered a soft "hmm".

Suddenly, she realized that Jiang Yang didn't actually care about her clothes or appearance at all.

Because I didn't look at her much.

Jiang Yang walked straight towards the reception area, but after taking only two steps, he turned back and said, "Hao Chun, you look pretty good."

Hear the words.

Liu Haochun was slightly stunned, and blinked twice.

Then she suddenly looked up, her eyes shining: "Really? Thank you!"

Jiang Yang's tone was very polite, sounding like he was just being polite and might not actually mean it, but Liu Haochun was secretly delighted.

A smile involuntarily crept onto her lips, which she forcefully suppressed.

She lowered her head, pretending to adjust the hem of her clothes, but actually trying to hide her overly obvious smile.

As I passed by the mirror, I quickly glanced at it to make sure I looked good.

Jiang Yang noticed at first glance that Liu Haochun had dressed up carefully.

The lip color is uneven, and there are traces of foundation that haven't been properly removed on the jawline.

This suggests that Liu Haochun had worn makeup beforehand, but probably washed it off because she didn't like it.

At least they put their heart into it.

You can tell from her clothes. When Tian Xiwei came to my room earlier, she just threw on a cotton-padded jacket and wore thin pajama pants. She was sulking as soon as she came in, her legs shaking like she was working a sewing machine. He had to coax her a lot.

Yang Chaoyue was even worse off; he was disheveled and his hair was all frizzy.

She became increasingly indifferent to her image in front of him.

As soon as he came in, he started devouring the pork trotter rice without a care in the world.

Arguing with him wasn't enough, so I learned to fight back, even slamming him against the wall – a complete rebellion!

Hao Chun is so thoughtful. She brings him food, knows how to praise him, dresses up for him, and brings him breakfast. Whether she's faking it or not, at least she's willing to do it.

What a nice girl.

I'm increasingly convinced that the environment has a subtle and gradual influence on people.

If Hao Chun signs with his company in the future, he should spend less time with Tian Xiwei and Yang Chaoyue, so as not to influence each other or be led astray.

It's good to keep things as they are now.

He sat on the sofa and got straight to the point: "Haochun, take a look at these three contracts, choose one, and let me know what you think."

"Oh oh."

Liu Haochun's gaze fell on the three contracts on the coffee table, fixing it firmly in his eyes.

Rapid heartbeat.

Jiang Yang's phone vibrated; he had received a 10-second voice message from Zhao Jinmai in the "[Three Scoundrels]" group.

Noticing that Liu Haochun was focused on reviewing the contract, Jiang Yang didn't directly turn on the speakerphone, but instead held the phone to his ear and played the audio through the receiver.

Zhao Jinmai's Northeastern accent was so strong it felt like it filled your ears:

[“Oh my god, the plane is delayed! I'm freezing! I'm about to board, but they won't let me use my phone, so it's super boring. Let me tell you something funny: my mom is now worried about me getting a boyfriend, worried about me dating too early. With me, not good-looking and short, who would like me?”]
Yang Chaoyue chimed in: ["Many people will like you, MaiMai, but I like you the most."]
Zhao Jinmai sent a voice message: ["Chaoyue, you're acting like a shill. I want to hear the truth. Xiao Jiang, you seem quite honest, a real man. Come on, tell me the truth from the bottom of your heart. @Jiang Yang."]
Jiang Yang typed: ["Why can't you calm down even after boarding a plane? What do I have to say? Hurry up, I'm discussing the contract with Hao Chun, I don't have time to chat with you."]
Zhao Jinmai sent a text message: [“Do you like me?”]
Jiang Yang edited the text: ["I only tell the truth to people I like. I don't like you."]
Send to the group.

This message should give Zhao Jinmai some peace and quiet.

Zhao Jinmai sat on a hard stainless steel chair in the waiting hall, her feet resting on marble floor tiles.

Security personnel in navy blue uniforms stood at the entrance of the passageway, holding walkie-talkies and asking boarding passengers to show their boarding passes.

A cleaner pushed a cleaning cart covered in water stains and used a mop to wipe off the chewing gum stuck to the ground.

Zhao Jinmai stared at the message Jiang Yang had just sent on the screen in her hand: "Is Xiao Jiang even speaking human language? Why is it so hard to understand?"

I recognize each character individually, but when they're put together, I can't understand them.

My head is itching.

Does Jiang Yang actually like me?

A mechanical female voice came over the loudspeaker: "Passengers traveling on flight CA1603 to Shenyang, please note that boarding is now beginning."

Zhao Jinmai stopped thinking about it and walked towards the boarding gate.

Before switching my phone to airplane mode, I didn't forget to send a voice message in the group chat: ["Xiao Jiang, liking me is pointless, I'll always be a woman you can't reach."]
Jiang Yang glanced at the group messages but didn't reply.

Turning off the phone screen, I noticed Liu Haochun was looking through the contract for the featured actor.

Seeing the paycheck above, I gasped for breath for a moment.

He quickly calculated in his mind that if he were an artist under Jiangyang's company and signed this contract, he would receive more than 40,000 yuan in commission!
I originally expected to receive 10,000 yuan in payment.

It quadrupled!
The signature of Tian Xiwei at the bottom of the page indicates that Tian Xiwei chose this contract.

Next, let's look at the contracts of the main actors, specifically the one for the character Mo Yu.

He flipped to the page about pay, his fingers gripping the edge of the page tightly.

A salary of 30!

After the commission, I can get 21!
Liu Haochun's lips unconsciously parted slightly, his throat bobbed, and he swallowed.

A longing stirred within him, and his pupils involuntarily contracted.

It's twenty-one times the salary I expected!
His fingertip paused briefly on the pay figure, checking to make sure he wasn't seeing things.

I stared at the number for several seconds, and when I saw Yang Chaoyue's signature on the last page, my lips twitched.

There was envy, but also inferiority.

I then forced myself to look away.

She put the contract down and finally picked up the middle one.

The title on the cover is very eye-catching:

"Fighter of the Destiny" Actor Employment Contract (Role: Little Black Dragon)

The money I received from the film's share of the salary was 130,000!

Liu Haochun flipped through the contract and then put it down, sitting up straight with his hands on his knees: "Jiang Yang, I choose this contract."

"The little black dragon's?"

"Yes."

Why did you choose this one?

Jiang Yang asked a question, then continued, "Don't worry about Yang Chaoyue and Tian Xiwei's signatures. This contract was drafted on the spot. The payment method, whether it includes tax, working hours, and the scope of portrait rights use are not clearly stipulated. Xu Xiaoou arranged it specifically. I just pretended not to know at the time. After finalizing your contracts, I will work with him to improve them. The main reason for bringing it back this time is to allocate the roles to you."

Pause.

Jiang Yang asked again, "Haochun, which one do you want to choose?"

"I……"

Liu Haochun pursed his lips.

Actually, this wasn't the one I originally wanted to choose.

Instead, Yang Chaoyue's salary was the highest.

Because I really need the money.

But he knew that he couldn't compete with Yang Chaoyue, as it would put Jiang Yang in a difficult position.

Moreover, if Jiang Yang were to choose between himself and Yang Chaoyue, Jiang Yang would definitely make him back down.

I'm already incredibly satisfied with the 9+ yuan I received as a share of the profits.

Normally, after Tian Xiwei and Yang Chaoyue finished choosing, it should have been her turn to receive the 4 yuan share of the film's pay.

Why did Tian Xiwei choose that one?

Perhaps it was because of her pure love for acting; that was Liu Haochun's first thought.

I simply love the character Nan Ke, and I'd take the role even if the pay was low.

I can't be as carefree as Tian Xiwei. I'm a common person who values ​​the pay more than the role. I'd rather earn as much as I can: "I still want to choose the actor contract for Little Black Dragon."

"why?"

"I really like the little black dragon because it is brave and fearless, kind and innocent, loyal to its master, and yearns for freedom and family."

Liu Haochun's gaze first met Jiang Yang's, then drifted towards the window.

She avoided eye contact with Jiang Yang.

[Under your care, Liu Haochun's acting skills have improved, and you have received feedback.]

I got the attribute.

Liu Haochun is lying.

"To become an artist in my company, you need your parents' signature as guardians," Jiang Yang said.

Liu Haochun's shoulders twitched almost imperceptibly.

It hit a nerve.

"I will convince my parents!"

Liu Haochun raised his voice, looked up to meet Jiang Yang's gaze, as if to bolster his courage: "I can definitely do it!"

My parents never believed I could do anything well.

This time it's different. This time, the contract in black and white can prove that I'm definitely not the money-loser they say I am... Maybe I can get my parents' praise in return.
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Ps:

Liu Haochun: "I mainly read the comments that praise me! They make me happy, and I think they have really good taste... Please vote for me!" (End of Chapter)