Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

"Liu Haochun".

Jiang Yang suddenly called her by her full name, his fingers running through her hair to support the back of her neck: "The hickeys you left will fade, and the sea breeze on Nan'ao Island will stop..."

Pause for a few seconds.

Jiang Yang raised his hand and stroked Liu Haochun's cheek.

Gently wipe away the tear stains with your fingertips.

He lowered his head and nuzzled Liu Haochun's nose: "But I guarantee that the schedule my shell company has reserved for you will never have a wrap-up date."

Liu Haochun's heart raced, and he held his breath.

Jiang Yang opened the back door, took out the Little Chef instant noodles that Zhao Jinmai had left behind, tore open the packaging and took a bite: "Let's go, let's take Zhou Ye and Mai Mai through security."

"I want to eat Master Chef too."

"Don't you dislike eating this stuff?"

“It’s different. MaiMai stirred up trouble in the group last night and kicked you out of the group.”

Liu Haochun suppressed a laugh and whispered, "I don't dare to say anything, I'll just eat her Little Master."

"That little bastard, he didn't leave her a single pack." Originally, Zhao Jinmai had left four packs in the back row, but Jiang Yang took them all out at once and shared them with Liu Haochun.

As I exited the parking lot, I saw Zhao Jinmai and Zhou Ye sitting on their suitcases in front of the terminal entrance, looking this way.

After sending a message to his mother on his phone to let her know he was coming home, Zhou Ye waved vigorously when he saw the two of them come out.

Zhao Jinmai sat on her pink suitcase, swinging her legs and grumbling, "Why are you two so slow? Even my mom says these two are slower than kids."

The automatic sensor glass door opens and closes continuously.

You can see ground staff wearing reflective vests and pushing suitcases around inside.

Liu Haochun waved to Zhou Ye, then turned to look at Jiang Yang beside him.

Jiang Yang was looking down at his phone screen.

It's a Taobao page.

I'm choosing a set of Huanggang exam papers.

Her gaze fell on Jiang Yang's hands, which were carrying a briefcase.

"I'll bring it, Jiang Yang. You focus on buying test papers for Mai Mai," Liu Haochun mumbled, chewing on a pack of Little Chef instant noodles.

She took Jiang Yang's briefcase and tentatively touched his hand with the back of her hand.

She gently tapped Jiang Yang's palm with two fingers.

Seeing that Jiang Yang did not resist, he grasped Jiang Yang's hand and lowered his head to quickly chew the instant noodles.

The tip of her tongue quietly licked away the residue from the corner of her lips.

At the same time, he brushed his wrist, which was holding the briefcase, against his chin, afraid that Zhao Jinmai would notice.

I looked up and glanced at Jiangyang.

First, it was Jiang Yang's phone screen, then it was Jiang Yang's Adam's apple.

Jiang Yang was not disturbed.

Bang bang bang... I don't know where the sound came from.

Liu Haochun listened carefully.

It wasn't the sound of the wheels of other passengers' suitcases rolling.

It wasn't the crisp sound of my shoe sole hitting the tiles.

The sound is getting louder and louder.

It was the sound of my own heartbeat.

Liu Haochun glanced at his clasped hands with Jiang Yang, gently shook them twice, his breathing became slow and long, he swallowed, finished the last bite of the stolen Zhao Jin Mai Xiao Dang Jia instant noodles, and smiled faintly.

In a voice only she could hear, she whispered, "So this is what it feels like to have your heart pounding when you're secretly happy."

Accompanying Zhao Jinmai and Zhou Ye with their boarding passes.

Checked baggage.

As the security check line was almost finished, Zhou Ye reached out and hugged Liu Haochun, who was standing next to him: "Teacher Haochun, I've memorized all the dance training techniques you taught me, and I'll practice every day."

"Remember to send me training videos every night. Don't find me annoying. Xiwei and Chaoyue's training hasn't stopped either," Liu Haochun replied.

"What about Mai Mai?"

"Who can control her? She's incredibly stubborn."

"I will try my best! Next time we meet, we might be colleagues."

I chatted with Liu Hao for a few minutes.

Zhou Ye looked at Jiang Yang and tentatively asked, "Jiang Yang, can I hug you?" Jiang Yang put his phone in his pocket, smiled, and opened his arms: "My shell company is always waiting for you to join."

“With you, Hao Chun, a dance teacher, and Chao Yue, Xi Wei, Ruo Nan, and Mai Mai who are so good to me, this company isn’t a shell company.” Zhou Ye pouted and gently hugged Jiang Yang.

Jiang Yang emphasized, "It's a shell company, not a shell company."

"The same words."

"They mean different things."

What is foreskin?

"Yes……"

Forget it.

I'm too lazy to explain to Zhou Ye.

Those who understand will understand.

As they talked about their experiences over the past few days, Zhou Ye leaned gently on Jiang Yang's shoulder and murmured:
"My parents always said that the suffering of poor people is self-inflicted. Now I know that they are forced by life and they have already tried their best."

The breakfast stalls at 4 a.m., the delivery drivers in the pouring rain, the subway workers kneeling to repair the subway—they sweat more than I've ever drunk a bottle of mineral water. Why say they brought it on themselves?

"Only by understanding their feelings can I portray their feelings and play a real person."

“During the two days before the Lunar New Year, I talked to Chaoyue about acting. Chaoyue told me that you should be a good person first, and then act.”

I didn't understand then, but I do now.

The auntie who was sweeping the streets in the early hours of the morning the night before last, the way she bent down to pick up cigarette butts was more real than any performance I've ever seen on TV.

What upset me the most was lunchtime at the construction site. They used stacked steel bars as stools and cement bags as tables, yet they laughed more happily than anyone else.

Suffering isn't something to be used to elicit sympathy. If I don't understand it, even saying a simple "good luck" line during a performance will sound like charity.

Jiang Yang did not interrupt Zhou Ye.

Listen silently.

I only want to know one thing.

What happened in the [Pretty Girl Battle 4] group last night? Who gave Yang Chaoyue the guts to kick him, the boss?

Don't expect to get the truth from Mai Mai.

Hao Chun also felt that something was being hidden.

Zhou Ye is much better. He can generate a lot of gold coins like Nazha, but he doesn't have Nazha's temper. He also speaks the truth a lot. You should ask Zhou Ye about this.

Zhou Ye gently pressed his cheek against Jiang Yang's chest: "Thank you, Jiang Yang, thank you for letting me see the true side of this world, for letting me see the light that I had ignored. Don't think the 1,000 yuan red envelope I sent you in the group last night is too little, that was all I had at the time."

Jiang Yang was slightly taken aback, then interrupted, "Huh?"

Liu Haochun reminded Zhou Ye that it was time to line up and told him to stop carrying her because the security guard was urging him to go through security.

Zhou Ye waved and entered the security gate.

Jiang Yang snapped out of his daze: "MaiMai, come here. Zhou Ye sent out red envelopes in the group last night?"

"What red envelope? I don't know anything, I'm outta here."

Zhao Jinmai turned around and crawled into the security gate.

Jiang Yang grabbed her by the back of her collar: "Zhou Ye gave me a red envelope of 10,000 yuan, and you guys split it all?"

"Don't talk about ten thousand, it's clearly only one thousand."

"I knew it!"

Realizing she had said the wrong thing, Zhao Jinmai shook off Jiang Yang's hand, ran into the security gate, and then shouted, "Don't just blame me! Chaoyue, Xiwei, and Ruonan all grabbed them. Haochun grabbed the most; he's the luckiest one, he pocketed three hundred by himself."

After saying that, he ran away.

Liu Haochun's eyes widened: "Zhao Jinmai!!!"

Originally, Xiao Dangjia instant noodles, which he had stolen from Zhao Jinmai, made him feel a little guilty.

Now I just feel like I haven't eaten enough.

"I'm sorry, Teacher Haochun." Zhao Jinmai chuckled through the security gate: "My mom said that one should be honest. If you want to scold someone, scold my mom."

"You keep calling me the boss's lackey in the group chat, MaiMai, you're the real dog!"

"Wang Wang Wang."

Zhao Jinmai quickly made her escape.

Jiang Yang stiffened his neck and turned his head to look at Liu Haochun.

Liu Haochun pulled Jiang Yang's arm and sat down in the chair, leaning on Jiang Yang's shoulder: "I have a fever, sit for a while. I'm sorry, boss, please don't scold me."

[Under your care, Liu Haochun's acting skills have improved, and you have received corresponding feedback.] (End of Chapter)