Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

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Jiang Yang sent a message: [@All members, if you want to know why time is infinite inside a black hole, type 1.]
Tian Xiwei chimed in: [“1”]
Yang Chaoyue: [“1”]
Liu Haochun: [“1”]
Zhao Jinmai: [“Stop dawdling! Can’t you even do it? If not, I’ll Google it.”]
Jiang Yang typed a message: "[The claim that black holes have infinite time is essentially a manifestation of the gravitational time dilation effect in the theory of general relativity under extreme conditions of black holes...]"
I typed out several hundred words.

Try to describe the time relationships inside a black hole in the simplest way possible.

After the message was sent, the group was silent for half a minute, and no one replied.

I did not receive any system notifications about the attribute being exploited.

Jiang Yang sent a message: [“Did I explain it clearly? Feel free to ask me if you have any questions.”]
Tian Xiwei chimed in: ["Is Black Hole crazy?"]
Jiang Yang replied to Tian Xiwei: [“?”]
In this group, you can actually find people who are deeply involved in cyberbullying.

Zhao Jinmai sent a message: [“Don’t listen to Xiao Jiang’s nonsense. I think a black hole is like a person’s anus; once you go in, you’re actually pulled out.”]
Jiang Yang replied to Zhao Jinmai: [“Talent.”]
Yang Chaoyue sent a message: [“I’ve discovered a way to make money. I can organize a tour group to the black hole, round trip in one day, all-inclusive, 128 yuan per person.”]
Jiang Yang replied to Yang Chaoyue: [“Genius.”]
The corners of his mouth twitched.

Not only did I fail to gain any attributes, but I also felt like my IQ had been lowered.

For a fleeting moment, I felt that what the three girls in the group said made a lot of sense.

I almost became their pet.

Jiang Yang edited the text: [“I shouldn’t have done this science popularization for you guys.”]
Just as the message was about to be sent, a system notification appeared:
[Under your care, Liu Haochun's understanding of astronomy has improved, and you have received corresponding feedback.]

I got the attribute.

Hao Chun is as amazing as ever.

It was almost midnight.

On TV, the Spring Festival Gala hosts were simultaneously announcing the New Year countdown.

At midnight.

A series of firecrackers and fireworks went off outside.

Looking out from the balcony, I saw several little boys screaming and running away in the open space below, with lit firecrackers flying everywhere.

On the street, tricycle vendors were selling sparklers, which crackled when lit.

Hundreds of Kongming lanterns were simultaneously launched on both banks of the Bachuan River.

The laughter of people playing mahjong on the balcony of the building across the street was louder than fireworks.

Jiang Yueyue cheerfully called out from beside her, "The New Year is here!"

Let's make a fuss for a while.

Wash up and go to bed.

Jiang Yang scrolled through his WeChat Moments.

Scroll down line by line, and you'll see Yang Chaoyue's first:
[I showed my dad the replay of my appearance as an extra on "Go Fighting!", and he said, "How could this silly girl get on TV?" I replied, "Because I met a lot of helpful people! Happy New Year everyone, and I hope I can be as lucky as last year."]
The accompanying photo is a candid picture of someone cooking over a wood-fired stove in a rural area.

His cheeks were covered in soot, and the words "Yang Chaoyue, keep it up!" were written crookedly on the stove.

Jiang Yang gave it a thumbs up.

……

I scrolled down to Tian Xiwei's WeChat Moments.

The accompanying picture is a photo I secretly took of Jiang Yang's profile with my phone when I was in Beiping, on the set of "A Little Reunion" for the first time, on the way back to the hotel with Jiang Yang.

The photo is blurry.

The caption is:
[Someone said 38th place is impressive, but he actually came in 1st. However, I will ensure that Tian Xiwei's name appears alongside his in the opening credits one day!]
The location is shown on Longdu Avenue, Tongliang County.

It's only 800 meters from Jiang Yang's house.

Two minutes later, Tian Xiwei added a comment to the comment section of this WeChat Moments post: [Ahhhh, I posted the wrong picture. I meant to post a picture of me and my sister setting off fireworks.]
Tian Xiwei did not delete this post on her WeChat Moments.

……

I saw Liu Haochun's WeChat Moments.

The accompanying image is a video of a dance studio late at night.

In the dance studio under the rime ice of Jilin, her figure was reflected in the frosted glass as she practiced dancing.

The occasional bursts of fireworks outside the window became the only source of light.

The caption is:
[I'm spending New Year's Eve in the practice room again this year. Hearing fireworks, I suddenly remembered when I was little, my dad carried me to the temple fair. The snow at the foot of Changbai Mountain was sweet, and my sweat was salty.]
The background noise was a recording of the parents arguing in dialect next door; the video muted after a few seconds.

……

I saw Zhao Jinmai's WeChat Moments.

The accompanying picture shows past middle school entrance exam papers spread out on a desk, with neon lights of Shenyang's Zhongjie Street visible through the window, and frost flowers forming on the glass. The caption reads:
[After finishing the last test paper, my mom treated me to a meal of Lao Bian dumplings. She didn't ask about my grades in the comments anymore. While Mai Mai is trying to be like everyone else's child, she also wants to be the protagonist of her own story.]
Jiang Yang gave it a thumbs up.

Then slide down.

……

I saw Zhou Ye.

There are two pictures.

One of the images is a screenshot of the notification that I passed the preliminary audition for the Beijing Film Academy.

One photo shows the night view of Hongyadong, brightly lit.

The caption is:
"Someone once said to me, 'I'm just a kid from Chongqing, what am I doing studying acting?' But the Jialing River can carry water out of the mountain city, so why can't I break out of it? Thank you to everyone who called me a dreamer. I will return your voices with a smile on a bigger stage."

My mother said that a stable life is not worthy of my soul.

My name is Zhou Ye, the "Ye" in "wild horse".

The new year has arrived.
Jiang Yang gave it a thumbs up.

Swipe your finger across the screen.

……

Zhang Ruonan's WeChat Moments.

The accompanying picture is of the living room in my hometown of Wenzhou.

The coffee table was piled high with the New Year's goods she had brought back.

There was a pearl necklace for Mom, a bottle of Moutai for Dad, sneakers for my younger brother, and new schoolbags and stationery for my two younger sisters.

At the edge of the frame, her younger sisters are secretly trying on her high heels, her younger brother is clutching his new sneakers, and her parents are laughing as they count the red envelopes she just gave them.

The caption reads: "[This year's New Year's Eve dinner, Dad finally put food on my plate. Mom said I'm doing well now and need more nourishment. But I know they weren't putting food on my plate; they were putting money back in my pocket.]"

But so what? At least for this moment, the love in my bowl is the same as my brother's.
Jiang Yang did not give it a thumbs up.

It wasn't long before it was discovered that Zhang Ruonan had deleted her post on WeChat Moments.

Continue to scroll down.

Qiao Renliang's, Huang Lei's, Huang Bo's, Xu Xiaoou's, Yan Min's, Kang Wen's, and Tang Shuliang's.

……

I saw Gulnazar's WeChat Moments.

The accompanying image is the outline of the Tianshan Mountains under the setting sun.

Gulnazar stood under the grape trellis in her hometown, holding a steaming bowl of milk tea in her hands.

The big yellow dog I had as a child was lying at my feet.

The dog is old; its fur is turning white.

The caption is:
On my first day back in Urumqi, my mother smiled and said to me, "Being a celebrity is too tiring. Why not come back and sell baked buns?" But I knew that she had secretly learned to use the internet, followed every trending topic about me, and cried many times in private.

Those who accuse me of forgetting my roots will never understand that I strive to climb higher so that more people can see just how dazzling the girls born on this land can be.

One day, I will carry the imprint of my hometown into the world.
There are also the WeChat Moments of former film crew makeup artists.

For photography assistants.

External production.

Jiang Yang did not delete the WeChat accounts of these former colleagues.

I tapped each "like" button until my fingerprint appeared on the screen.

Jiang Yang wanted to post something on his WeChat Moments, but he didn't know what to post.

I'll check my QQ status.

I saw my sister forward a short video of a family member passing away, with the title: "[The passing of a family member is not like a torrential downpour, but like the dampness of all four seasons]".

The caption accompanying the repost read: "Why do I have to watch this kind of video during the Chinese New Year?"

This was followed by three crying emojis.

Jiang Yang typed a comment: [Which family member died? You seem so upset, how come I didn't know?] (End of Chapter)