Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

Jiang Yang's lips twitched.

I got the attribute.

But he still touched Liu Haochun's forehead.

It was indeed the normal temperature.

None of the artists I've signed are easy to deal with.

Jiang Yang posted a status update.

The accompanying image consists of two photos.

The first photo was taken on the set of "A Little Reunion" in Beiping when Xiwei and Haochun came to visit the set.

In the photo, Zhao Jinmai is putting a pink hair clip into Jiang Yang's hair.

Yang Chaoyue was reading the script next to him and impatiently told Mai Mai to stop making noise.

Tian Xiwei makes a peace sign at the camera.

Liu Haochun is stealing Little Master instant noodles from Zhao Jin's McDull bag.

Jiang Yang held up a selfie stick with a look of utter despair. In the background were the film set's monitors and messy prop boxes.

Jiang Yang adjusted the filter on this photo to a saturated color.

The second photo was taken by Jiang Yang in his rented apartment in the Fuli residential area of ​​Shanghai.

Zhang Ruonan sat cross-legged on the living room floor, gnawing on a duck neck. Her lips were greasy, and she was breathing heavily from the spiciness.

Yang Chaoyue and Tian Xiwei squeezed in front of the peeling paint on the folding table, pointing and commenting on the TV series "Empresses in the Palace" on the tablet.

The coffee table was piled high with takeout boxes.

A half-box of mineral water was stacked in the corner.

Jiang Yang adjusted the photo to a light green color.

Suddenly I felt heat on my neck.

He glanced to the side and saw that Liu Haochun had fallen asleep on his shoulder, breathing lightly.

Jiang Yang captioned this post: [“Ancestor zongzi, you are my little ancestor zongzi.”]
The message is sent.

I received a like from my sister.

The younger sister followed with her comment: [“She’s the only one who’s a little ancestor, I’m the only one who’s a little ancestor.”]
Jiang Yang replied to Jiang Yueyue: [“Don’t you have class today? How can you pay a few?”]
Jiang Yueyue replied: [“Today is Zhou Mo.”]
Yancheng Airport, Jiangsu Province.

Yang Chaoyue got off his father's motorcycle and looked at the updates Jiang Yang posted on QQ Space.

My gaze lingered on Jiang Yang and Jiang Yueyue's comments.

She frowned and stared at it for several seconds before editing a comment: ["What language are you two siblings using to communicate? Is it human language? I can't understand a word."]
Jiang Yang replied: [“Come quickly to Beiping, and I'll kill you.”]
Yang Chaoyue replied: [“?”]
Jiang Yueyue commented on Yang Chaoyue: [“Sister Chaoyue, my brother wants you to go to Beiping quickly; he wants to give you a raise.”]
Yang Chaoyue replied to Jiang Yueyue: [“Received, I’ve arrived at the airport. What a great boss!”]
Put away your phone.

Look up.

The terminal building was just ahead, and a bus was parked there, with passengers constantly getting off.

Father looked at her and smiled, wanting to say something but seemingly unsure what to say: "Yueyue, don't make yourself suffer while you're away from home."

“I’m doing very well out of town. Brother Yang takes good care of me. Last night, he even specially invited a rich young woman into the group to send us money. She sent us five thousand yuan at once,” Yang Chaoyue said with a smile.

Dad rubbed the calluses on his hands: "Rich people use banknotes like toilet paper. It's so hard to earn money. Yueyue, you should be more frugal."

She hugged her father.

I felt something like a notebook in my father's pocket.

When I took it out, it was a folded notebook with grid lines.

Turning to the title page, I saw a few lines of text written crookedly.

It contains numbers and text.

Yang Chaoyue didn't look closely and asked, "What is this, Dad?"

"Daddy's memory isn't what it used to be. I remember which channel you acted on, when it aired, the time slot, and when you released your songs." Daddy grinned, revealing a gap in his teeth.

Yang Chaoyue was slightly taken aback.

Look carefully.

Only then did I see that my father's crooked handwriting was entirely his own.

Father suddenly said, "Yueyue, is there anything Father can do for you in the future?"

Looking at his father's sun-darkened face, Yang Chaoyue felt a tightness in his throat.

realized.

Her career is taking off. From being an extra to a supporting actress in a TV series, she might release a song in a few days. She's no longer the factory girl she used to be.

It seems that my father back in my rural hometown can no longer help me.

"I can help. If you miss me back home, just video call me. That's how you help me," Yang Chaoyue said with a smile.

Chatted for a few words.

Listening to my father's instructions.

Yang Chaoyue should pay attention to his diet while traveling and avoid eating junk food.

Eat less takeout.

Finally, he said, "Yueyue, you must follow your boss closely and not get arrogant."

Yang Chaoyue hugged his father and reached out to stroke the back seat of his father's motorcycle: "Even if I'm in first class in the future, as long as I think about how uncomfortable the back seat of this second-hand motorcycle felt, I will never feel arrogant."

Saying goodbye to my father.

After getting my boarding pass and going through security, I sat down in the waiting area.

He took out his phone and glanced at the final digital script of his novel, "Fighter of the Destiny".

After taxes and profit sharing, the 210,000 yuan salary still made my eyes burn.

My heart was racing. This was my first time acting in a top-tier project on a major platform.

I don't know if I can act well.

I wonder how the performance will turn out.

I wonder how many netizens will praise me and how many will criticize me.

All I know is that I've gone further down this path that I never dared to imagine before.

I don't know when it started, but every time I act in front of the camera, I always feel like I'm walking a tightrope, with a huge audience below, waiting to see when this factory girl will fall.

The phone screen went dark and then lit up again, reflecting Yang Chaoyue's determined eyes.

So what if I get scolded?

I have money to give to my father when I go home this time.
I had money to treat my mother's herniated lumbar disc, but she was in so much pain that she couldn't sleep all night. She kept it from me and said that her old problem was nothing serious.

He gave his younger sister all her tuition fees for high school in one lump sum, and he was also able to cover her university tuition and living expenses as long as she was willing to continue her studies.

and also.

I attended elementary school for six years, and the chairs and tables there were worn out. The table legs had splinters of wood that would tear children's pants. I'll have the money to replace them once I get paid for "Fighter of the Destiny".

I didn't even finish high school, but luckily, Yang Ge changed my fate.

Not everyone is as lucky as they are.

Yang Ge took me to visit the university.

The lights in the university library are warmer than the fluorescent lights on the factory assembly line.

We cannot let the children in the village follow the same path we once took.

Yang Chaoyue from that textile factory should remain in his past; he shouldn't appear in the future of the village's children.

Open Weibo.

The latest Weibo post was made when I woke up this morning.

There were no pictures, just a simple sentence: "[I've finally mastered the new song Yang taught me. It's a song about losing weight, and I'll be releasing it in a few days~]"
There are already more than thirty comments below.

The top-rated comments are all negative.

The first comment is: [“Factory girls dare to release songs? They should retake their elementary school Chinese course first, and stop making the lyrics full of typos.”]
Zhao Lushi replied below: [“Your mother is dead.”]
Then came: [“Those who come out of the textile factory assembly line can only sing ‘The Boatman’s Love,’ stop polluting the music scene.”]
Zhao Lushi replied below: [“Your mother is gone.”]
Next came: ["A weight loss song? Look in the mirror first, you can't shake off that country bumpkin vibe."]
Zhao Lushi replied below: [“Your mom exploded.”]
Look down again.

Here's a positive review: ["I've worked in a textile factory for over ten years, and my child is taking the college entrance exam in a little over two months. I hope to send my child to university so they don't end up like me, an uneducated middle-aged woman. Chaoyue, please sing for us!"]
Zhao Lushi replied below: [“You are a good mother.”]
Every time I see Zhao Lushi's replies in the comments section, I feel a sense of satisfaction.

Simple bad breath, ultimate enjoyment.

Swipe your finger across the screen.

Scroll down.

Zhao Lushi's comment: ["What are some keyboard warriors babbling about? You couldn't even do the morning exercises properly when you were in school, yet you're telling others how to sing. Chaoyue, ignore these idiots. I'm waiting for your new song to be released and putting it on repeat."]
Yang Chaoyue liked Zhao Lushi's comment.

Open Zhao Lushi's WeChat.

A while ago, Zhao Lushi was added to the cast after "A Little Reunion" aired. People said they could see her shadow in the depressed girl played by Yang Chaoyue, and they were afraid that she would become like that in the future.

We've never met.

Like Bai Mengyan, they would chat occasionally.

I shared photos of Yancheng's drunken snails with Zhao Lushi, and Zhao Lushi also shared photos of Taiwanese sausage wrapped in sticky rice and three-cup chicken with me.

Yang Chaoyue messaged Zhao Lushi: [“Lushi, thank you for helping me fight those mean comments in the comment section, it was so satisfying to watch.”]
Zhao Lushi replied: [“It’s nothing, I’m waiting for my flight, and I was just killing time anyway. I happened to see your Weibo post, so I just swore at you. There are so many rude people online, these damn snobs.”]
Yang Chaoyue typed: ["But Ruth, don't you do commercial modeling gigs? You want to be an actress in the future, but my boss told me not to swear online, because he's afraid it will leave a bad impression. Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"]
My finger hovers over the send button, hesitating whether to send it or not.

I feel like I've been meddling in other people's business.

He and Zhao Lushi are just online friends.

If someone has helped you, you'll want to consider their feelings.

I finally pressed the send button.

Zhao Lushi replied: ["It's not good, but I just can't stand it. Let the dirt stay. At worst, I'll delete my Weibo account or leave the entertainment industry. But before I leave, I'm going to expose all the rotten things in the industry. Nobody can pretend to be innocent."]
Then I received another message from Zhao Lushi: ["I actually got an acting role, a supporting actress in a music video. I don't even know which song it is yet. I really have to play the lady for once. But if the male and female leads in the music video dare to look down on us supporting actresses, I'll still curse their mothers."]
Yang Chaoyue was shocked.

While thanking Zhao Lushi for speaking up for me online, I'm also glad that Zhao Lushi isn't an actress I worked with on set.

Otherwise, they would have turned the place upside down.

Huang Lei dared to lecture Zhao Lushi, saying that young people like her couldn't endure hardship, and Zhao Lushi could shout through a megaphone that Huang Lei's cooking skills were utterly terrible.

Zhao Lushi has boarded the plane, so we can't continue our conversation.

Take another look at those negative comments on Weibo.

Yang Chaoyue posted a message on his WeChat Moments.

The accompanying photo is a picture of the boarding pass taken at the scene.

The background shows an airplane taxiing outside a floor-to-ceiling window.

The caption reads: [“Beiping, here I come again, burning my calories!”]
Followed by.

She posted another private message on her WeChat Moments.

The accompanying photo is from three years ago, taken when I dropped out of school and went to a zipper factory in Jiaxing with my mother.

Wearing faded yellow overalls, with the zipper factory gate behind him bearing safety slogans, his fingers wrapped in bandages.

The caption is:
Those comments that mocked me for being a factory worker and unworthy of being an actress will eventually become my toughest bone and hottest blood.

To those who have helped me, I want to stand at the highest point and pull you all up, just like Yang Ge once pulled me up.

Xiwei, Haochun, Ruonan, and the young heiress who hasn't signed a contract yet—one day, I'll make those who said we weren't good enough watch us shine under the spotlight…

Wild! Savage! Live! Grow!
She took out her phone and sent Jiang Yang a WeChat message: [“Brother Yang, I’m about to board the plane, remember to pick me up.”]
She sent Jiang Yang another message: ["Do you miss me? I miss you so much."]
The message is sent.

Waiting for Jiang Yang's reply.

Yang Chaoyue gazed at the planes soaring into the blue sky outside the floor-to-ceiling window, a crooked smile playing on his lips. He seemed lost in thought, a small, asymmetrical, silly grin spreading across his face.
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