Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

"Are you nervous?" Jiang Yang put his arm around Yang Chaoyue's waist.

"I was so nervous my fingers were shaking, but your hug made me feel much better."

Yang Chaoyue buried her face in Jiang Yang's chest and rubbed against her, then grabbed Jiang Yang's hand and pressed it against her chest: "Feel it, your heartbeat is much more stable now."

The phone vibrates.

I received a message from Xu Xiaoou.

Jiang Yang stopped arguing with Yang Chaoyue: "You go in first and make arrangements for Xiwei, Haochun, and Ruonan. They're not familiar with each other. President Xu knows I'm here and wants to see me about something."

"Okay, Brother Yang."

Yang Chaoyue became serious.

I understand that Yang Ge's collaboration with Lu Han is to drive traffic to himself.

Every step Yang Ge takes ahead illuminates his own path forward.

After Jiang Yang left, Yang Chaoyue stepped into the corridor.

Inside, reporters were carrying cameras and adjusting equipment, production assistants were walking around, and the executive director was going over the process with the host.

Ahead was Lu Han's private rest area. An assistant had just gone in; the door was open, and Yang Chaoyue peeked inside as he passed by.

Lu Han sat in front of the makeup mirror touching up her makeup, surrounded by several assistants.

He handed me water, wiped my sweat, and adjusted my earpiece.

Humming the prelude to "The Rose Boy".

Yang Chaoyue counted them; there were three assistants in total.

There was a food station next to him, which was a light-duty meal specially customized for Lu Han by the organizers.

An assistant noticed Yang Chaoyue outside, stepped over, and politely asked, "May I ask what brings you here?"

"No, no, I was just passing by. Actually, I'm also an actor in Fighter of the Destiny."

The second half of the sentence was not finished.

The assistant, with a smile, interrupted, "Excuse me, this is Ms. Lu's rest area now. Ms. Lu needs to practice singing in a little while and doesn't want to be disturbed. If you want an autograph, you can wait in the public rest area for a while."

"Oh."

Yang Chaoyue smiled politely and turned to leave.

I was mistaken for a fan of Lu Han.

Looking back, I noticed that the door to Lu Han's rest area had been closed.

Yang Chaoyue muttered under his breath, "What? He still has to spend 800,000 yuan to buy Yang Ge's song."

The 800,000 yuan purchase was for the shared copyright of Yang Ge's "Rose Boy," with a three-year term.

I don't know what shared copyright is.

All I know is that Yang Ge will definitely become famous in the future.

Although Yang Ge is now just like me, a nobody, he was just driving through the gate when Lu Han's fans yelled at him to get lost.

The phone vibrates.

Received a message from Zhao Lushi: ["Chaoyue, I'm in, in the VIP section."]
Yang Chaoyue replied: [“How did you get in? Yang Ge was driving, and we couldn’t even get in through the main gate.”]
Zhao Lushi sent a message: [“I paid money, 50,000 yuan to get in, and I have to pretend to be a Lu Han fan, holding up a Lu Han light stick the whole time. I don’t even dare to say I’m your fan, afraid I’ll get beaten up. This is so damn frustrating.”]
Yang Chaoyue typed: ["Fifty thousand!!! I used to work as a factory girl in a textile factory, and I couldn't save that much money even if I didn't eat or drink for a year. Give me this money!! I'll try to find a way to bring you in, Mom!!"]
Zhao Lushi sent a message: ["Why didn't you say so sooner?"]
I received a notification that Zhao Lushi transferred 50,000 yuan to me.

Yang Chaoyue shuddered at the sight.

I felt the diversity of the world.

He refused and returned the 50,000 yuan: ["I was just joking. I don't have the ability to bring you in."]
Zhao Lushi sent a message: [“You son of a bitch.”]
Another message: ["What does 'Mom' mean?"]
Yang Chaoyue typed: ["Typo, it should be Sister Zhao."]
Zhao Lushi replied: ["Mom and sister sound like they're swearing, which is very rude and doesn't match my personality."]
She sent another message:

"It's a pity there's only one seat left. The person next to me hasn't arrived yet. I've seen him on TV; he's a greasy, fat guy. After you leave the stage, could you switch seats with him?"
Who's next to you?
[“His name is Huang Lei. Do you know him? I didn’t see him on today’s cast list.”]
Yang Chaoyue typed: [“Haven’t you seen my performance in ‘A Little Reunion’?”]
Zhao Lushi replied: [“Those melodramatic family dramas remind me of my parents; they annoy me as soon as I watch them.”]
Yang Chaoyue typed: [“You're a fake fan!”]
The door was suddenly opened: "Excuse me, are you Yang Chaoyue?"

Looking back, I saw Lu Han come out, his phone in his pocket playing the accompaniment of "Rose Boy".

Yang Chaoyue immediately forced a smile: "It's me, it's Yang Chaoyue. Um, hello Teacher Lu."

I was afraid that if I actually faced Lu Han in person, I would say or do the wrong thing and cause trouble for Brother Yang.

"I know you, Teacher Chaoyue, you're Brother Jiang's artist, hello, hello." Seeing Lu Han suddenly bow to him.

Yang Chaoyue was so startled that he took a half step back and quickly waved his hand, saying, "Teacher Lu, you are my senior."

"There's no such thing as senior or junior. We're all entertainers. Everyone starts from the bottom and works their way up. The rules and regulations in South Korea made me suffer a lot... By the way, where's Brother Jiang? Didn't you all come together?"

"Brother Jiang was summoned by General Manager Xu."

We chatted for a bit.

Lu Han suddenly brought up the song "Rose Boy": "Chao Yue, Brother Jiang mentioned you to me. You were the first artist he signed. I know your experience. I can see your past in the lyrics of this song."

"What?"

"Haven't you read the lyrics to this song?"

"No, I only found out today that Brother Yang wrote this song."

Just as Lu Han was about to say something, his phone rang briefly and displayed a message: "[Honey.]"
Another one: [“Deer honey.”]
Then came the third one: [“Brother Deer.”]
Lu Han took out his phone, his previously polite smile towards Yang Chaoyue softening as he typed: ["Are you in? It starts at ten."]
Yang Chaoyue tilted his head and carefully observed Lu Han's reaction.

Not quite right.

It feels familiar.

Every time I finish chatting with Yang Ge on my phone and lock the screen, I feel like I'm smiling like this too.

Take a peek at Lu Han's phone screen.

I didn't see the chat content, but I noticed that Lu Han had saved the other person's contact as "Guan Xiaosong" (meaning "Little Coward").

Is Lu Han in love?

Selling this information to paparazzi should make them some money, right?

The moment the thought popped into Yang Chaoyue's mind, he immediately dismissed it.

Lu Han was just so polite to me, bowing to me, and even talking about how Yang Ge's lyrics contained his past experiences. How could I turn around and sell Lu Han out for money?

That's something no human being would do.

I have a conscience.

Such a despicable thing should be done by calling on Brother Yang.

Yang is smart but heartless. He's good at this kind of thing and knows how to maximize profits. He'll definitely get more money for himself.

"Teacher Lu, you're busy, I'm going to rehearse."

"Chaoyue, wait a minute, these are autographs for Brother Jiang's other artists. Brother Jiang really values ​​you guys. He told me that you are all my fans and asked him to ask me for your autographs. He specifically asked me to write the autographs longer."

I received a gift box from Lu Han.

It contains a signature written by Lu Han himself.

Arrive at the public artist rest area.

I saw Tian Xiwei, Liu Haochun, and Zhang Ruonan in the corner, by that row of folding chairs.

When the topic came up, Yang Chaoyue asked in confusion, "Are you all fans of Lu Han?"

Zhang Ruonan leaned back in the folding chair, silently reciting the interview questions Jiang Yang had given her, and replied, "I only found out about Lu Han today."

"His fans even called us washed-up idiots and told us to get lost," Tian Xi muttered.

"Xiwei, keep your voice down," Liu Haochun reminded her.

I discovered that none of you are fans of Lu Han.

He brought Xiwei and Haochun to the dance rehearsal room.

There is a rubber floor and speaker equipment at the entrance.

Practice twice.

After resting for a while, Yang Chaoyue sent a message to Jiang Yang: ["Brother Yang, did you tell Lu Han that we are his fans and want him to sign our autographs?"]
Jiang Yang replied: ["Yes."]
Yang Chaoyue typed: ["But Xiwei, Haochun, Ruonan, and I aren't fans of Lu Han."]
Jiang Yang replied: ["Does it matter? I can sell it for money. My high school homeroom teacher taught me this. That bastard is supposed to teach physics, but he's turned into a finance professor. He left me two autographs to wait for them to appreciate in value."]
Yang Chaoyue suddenly realized. (End of Chapter)