Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

"Why?" Yang Chaoyue asked.

"Haochun studies everything except math."

Just imagining that one day in the future, in the car, Hao Chun will be sitting in the passenger seat, being held in his arms, and he'll want to give him hickeys again, his gentle tone making him sound like "Mom" in every sentence:
"Jiang Yang, I fucking miss you. Let me kiss you. Hurry up, you son of a bitch, your mother is dead."

Jiang Yang dared not think too much about it; his scalp tingled.

The car drove onto Gaobeidian North Road.

The Xingying Film and Television Base is just ahead.

Yang Chaoyue's cell phone rang.

The caller ID showed that it was Zhao Lushi calling.

As soon as the call connected, Zhao Lushi's loud voice suddenly amplified in the quiet car: "Chaoyue, the venue is full of Lu Han's fans. I'm too short to squeeze in. Damn it, I probably won't be able to cheer you on in person."

"It's okay, Ruth. How did your interview go?"

"I don't know! The interview is the day after tomorrow, and they still haven't given me any definite answer. I don't even know what kind of music video it is. They insist on casting all the other roles first before they'll even interview me. Damn it, let me tell you, the boss of that production company is really stingy. Only 10,000 yuan for the role, not even enough for me to buy a pair of shoes... Damn, I'm not talking about this anymore. These stupid fangirls next to me say I'm showing off. 10,000 yuan for a pair of cheap shoes, what kind of wealth is that? They're just a bunch of stupid idiots..."

The phone hangs up.

Jiang Yang slowed down: "We really can't get in through the main gate."

"There are so many people." Zhang Ruonan leaned forward and looked at the front of the car.

I was already mentally prepared after seeing the photos sent by the production team.

Seeing it in person was still awe-inspiring.

The area outside was surrounded by silver light boards and banners bearing the name "Lu Han".

Some wrote "[Lu Han's 'Ze Tian Ji': Immortality Never Fails]", while others wrote "[Choose Heaven and ascend, the deer is in my heart]".

Security guards formed a human wall by holding hands, but fans still frantically pushed forward, with some even stepping on their companions' shoulders to try to climb over.

Several girls were jostled and stumbled, their shoes even falling off, yet they still held up their phones to take pictures.

Some professional fansite photographers carried telephoto lenses and stuck them through the gaps in the security guards' arms to take pictures.

Several loud-voiced fans chanted in unison: "Lu Han! Lu Han! Let's fight to the end!"

A girl slumped on the ground touching up her makeup, ignoring the smudged eyeliner from crying, muttering, "I have to make sure my brother sees my light stick."

Scalpers weaved through the crowd, selling tickets for the inner area.

The stagehand shouted through a megaphone: "Media and staff, use the back entrance! You can't use the front entrance!"

An assistant from the film crew came out, saw Jiang Yang's car, and tried to guide Jiang Yang to drive in through the front door. The fans who were shouting and blocking the door moved aside: "Make way, there are actors from Zetianji in this car."

The fans didn't even turn their heads and immediately started yelling: "Get out of here, you washed-up bastard!"

There was no other way but to take a detour and open the door through the back.

The girls watched as Lu Han's crowded fans gradually disappeared from sight, lost in thought.

After turning the corner, it completely disappeared from sight.

Yang Chaoyue relaxed after holding his breath.

He let out a long sigh: "Yang-ge will definitely be even more popular than Lu Han in the future!"

Done.

Turning to the three girls in the back row, he said, "Let's not compare ourselves to top stars like Lu Han. Let's compare ourselves to our past selves. Aren't we all better now than before?"

Hear the words.

Zhang Ruonan's dim eyes brightened.

Tian Xi nodded slightly.

Liu Haochun pursed his lips, his eyes flickering.

Let's chat for a bit.

As the car pulled up to the back door, a cell phone suddenly rang from the car's speakers.

It was connected to Jiang Yang's phone via Bluetooth. The phone was on the center console; it was an unfamiliar number, and the location displayed was Beiping (Beijing).

"Brother Yang, should we answer it?" Yang Chaoyue asked.

Jiang Yang replied, "Yes."

Yang Chaoyue swiped his finger across the screen to answer the call.

The other party's Beiping accent could be heard from inside:
"Brother Jiang, I didn't save the instrumental track for the song you composed, so I re-recorded it, changing the fifth harmony to a third chord. But I still think the original version is better. Do you have the original version with you? The one we recorded in the studio the day before yesterday."

the day before yesterday?

Yang Chaoyue remembered.

That day at the airport, right after Yang Ge picked me up, Xu Xiaoou called and called Yang Ge away.

It turns out he went to record a song with someone else.

"The boss has a new song again, or did he record it with someone else?" Zhang Ruonan listened carefully.

Liu Haochun had no recollection of the scenery passing by the window.

My attention was completely focused on the phone call.

I had a fever earlier and Jiang Yang took me to the hospital. That night, I saw Jiang Yang writing a song.

The lyrics, though fragmented, left a deep impression on me.

[Carrying a small, heavy dream]
[Grab the sleeve of fate and wait for me at the crossroads]
[Let those who look down on me know, believe in me, and understand me.]
[Fortunately, we've journeyed together to this different time and space. With the future before my eyes, I lift my head to meet a better version of myself.]
Is this the song?
Tian Xi listened intently, carefully considering the other person's tone of voice.

It sounds like a male voice.

It's not particularly powerful.

There are also girls with deep voices who have this kind of voice.

More than the songs Jiang Yang composed, I'm interested in the person who sang this song with him—whether they're male or female.
Inside the car speaker.

The other person paused for a few seconds, then said, "By the way, Brother Jiang, did you save my number? This is Lu Han."

Hear the words.

The air in the car went suffocating.

Jiang Yang laughed and said, "Of course I saved your number, Brother Lu. Just call me by my name, I'm younger than you..."

Just said this.

Lu Han interrupted, "I have to call you brother. You are a musical genius. There are so many things I need to learn from you in the future. I am really grateful that you shared the copyright of this song with me. The price is also low, only 800,000. I have already discussed the process with the organizer. After we finish singing, we will sing 'Calorie' with Yang Chaoyue from your company. Liu Haochun and Tian Xiwei will be our backup dancers, and Zhang Ruonan will also be there. I will also help you introduce it to the media."

"Thanks, Brother Lu."

"Oh, you're too kind. I just returned to China and am still in litigation with SM Entertainment. I don't have any representative works, only popularity. If you can share such high-quality music with me, I will promote your company's artists. It's a win-win cooperation."

Chatted for a few words.

Lu Han said, "Brother Jiang, I listened to the demo of this song again last night."

Pause for a few seconds.

Lu Han lowered his voice and continued, "That sentence, 'Being born human is not a crime, you don't need to apologize,' reminded me of my days as a trainee in South Korea."

Back then, I had fluid buildup in my knees but I still forced myself to dance, and my teacher scolded me for not trying hard enough.

Before returning to China, I strained my ligaments at the concert and had to get an injection backstage before going on stage.

Looking back now, I realize how foolish I was; I always felt I had let everyone down.

I'm sorry to the fans for their expectations, and I'm sorry to SM Entertainment for nurturing me.

Lu Han laughed and said, "Now I understand. South Korea treated me like a dog and exploited me. But even a dog has learned to bite now... Sorry, Brother Jiang, I got a little excited thinking about singing the lyrics you wrote later. When you come, we'll practice a few more times. I always hit the mic when I sing the high notes of this song. When you come, can you wear monitoring headphones and listen to how to handle that long note?"

"We're almost there. You have too many fans, so I brought my artist in through the back door by car," Jiang Yang replied.

Lu Han smiled and said, "I'm sorry, Brother Jiang, I've caused you trouble." (End of Chapter)