Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

Yang Chaoyue searched online for the price of Lu Han's autograph.

I discovered that some signatures were being sold for over 100,000 yuan.

I didn't understand it, but I was deeply moved.

Is it really that easy to make money off fans?

Yang Chaoyue edited the text: [“Lu Han treats you like a brother, but you treat Lu Han like trash. If you’re going to do something bad, go all the way. Can you please get me another autographed copy of Lu Han’s?”]
Jiang Yang replied: [“The money should be split 30/70.”]
Yang Chaoyue typed: [“What a swindler!”]
Jiang Yang sent a message: ["Have you given Xiwei, Haochun, and Ruonan their autographs?"]
Yang Chaoyue replied: ["I won't give them a single one, they're all mine. They have no idea about this."]
Jiang Yang sent a message: [“You’re really greedy, Yang Chaozhong.”]
Yang Chaoyue replied: [“Boss, you taught me well.”]
Public rest area for artists.

Zhang Ruonan leaned against a folding chair in the corner, avoiding the crowd, and recited the manuscript Jiang Yang had given her over and over again.

This is my first time on stage since I changed from Ruonan to Ruonan.

With the exposure of the major IP "Fighter of the Destiny" and the huge traffic brought by Lu Han, the show has become a hit.

You must perform well.

Once I become Ruonan, I will definitely not be a money-loser.

I sent a message in the family group chat to tell my family that I was going to change my name.

A moment later, my mother sent a message: ["I told you you couldn't make it in the entertainment industry. Couldn't you just stick to being a model? Now you even want to change your name."]
Zhang Ruonan sent a message: ["Mom, I've decided to change the name."]
Mom replied: ["We talked about you at dinner yesterday, and I ended up slapping your brother. Please, Ruonan, tell me to stop worrying about you."]
Zhang Ruonan edited the text: [“You used to say I was a money-loser, and I believed you. I tried my best to prove my worth. Now someone tells me that I don’t need to be valuable to be worthy of love.”]
She continued: [I've carried the name Ruonan for eighteen years. From now on, I want to try being Ruonan, not Ruonan, not a money-loser, just myself.]
Lu Han rest room.

Lu Han dismissed his assistant, took out his phone, and saw a message from Guan Xiaotong: ["I can't get in."]
Lu Han edited the text: [“Didn’t I reserve a VIP seat? Pretend to be my fan, and that seat is yours.”]
Guan Xiaotong replied: ["That seat was sold to another fan of yours for 50,000 yuan. I said it was my seat, and that woman immediately said something like, 'What the hell, do you think I'm trying to compete with her in terms of money?' She's not tall and she's swearing all the time. Your fan has no manners at all. If I could show my face, I would have taken off my mask and yelled at her. I'm your girlfriend, and I don't even have a seat, and I get yelled at by your fan. You can't even see me from outside the venue."]
The thrill of a secret relationship couldn't compare to the desire to be together openly and honestly.

Looking at Guan Xiaotong's message, Lu Han pondered a solution.

That's right, she's his girlfriend, but his fans still steal his spot.

The consequences of going public with our relationship are too great to bear right now.

Let's wait a few more years.

Sometimes I even feel like I'm not manly at all.

Guan Xiaotong's message continued: ["Brother Lu, today is the premiere of your new song. I don't want to just watch it on TV. Is there any way I can see it live?"]
"There's a way. I bought the copyright to my new song from Jiang Yang. He'll be singing a duet with me on stage later. Do you know Jiang Yang?"
"Jiang Yang? I vaguely remember that name."
[“He also took the entrance exam for the Beijing Film Academy. If you need his help later, just say you're his friend and ask him to bring you in. Of all the actors, he's the one who's most familiar with Mr. Xu.”]
The outdoor area of ​​Xingying Film and Television Base.

Guan Xiaotong, wearing a mask and a baseball cap, looked at the message sent by Lu Han.

He turned his head to look at the entrance of the film and television base.

Several loud-voiced fans led the chanting: "Lu Han! Lu Han!"

Others waved their glow sticks in rhythm.

Whenever a staff member passed by, the fans would mistakenly think it was Lu Han and burst into screams, followed by disappointed noises.

Guan Xiaotong clicked on the Beijing Film Academy's official website.

Today is the day the results for the second exam will be released. I glanced at the time; it was just past nine in the morning. It's time to release the results.

Enter your admission ticket number.

A new page will be displayed.

The title is: Results of the Second Round of Entrance Examinations for the Undergraduate Performance Department of Beiping Film Academy.

Candidate Name: Guan Xiaotong
Examination stage: Second test, professional retest.

The results are detailed below.

A list of your art exam results will pop up.

The subject, score, and ranking are written on it.

I read through it line by line.

In terms of dialogue performance, he scored 92.5 points, ranking second.

Physical presentation: 90.0 points, ranking third.

Vocal performance: 88.0 points, ranked fifth. Improvisational sketch: 95.0 points, ranked first.

Overall score: 91.4 points, ranking second in the grade.

Next are the exam times and locations for the third round.

The note regarding grade review states: If you have any objections to your grades, you may submit an application within 3 business days.

Next are the admission rules: final admission will be based on a comprehensive evaluation of the scores from the three tests and the academic performance.

Guan Xiaotong hovered her finger above the screen, staring blankly at her second-place ranking in her grade for two seconds.

Sigh of relief.

Knowing my own performance, I'm confident I'll pass.

When I actually checked my results, I was just as worried as I was about the preliminary exam.

The phone vibrates.

It was a message sent from the family group chat.

Her father tagged her in the group chat: [“Xiaotong, it’s nine o’clock. The results for the second round of auditions at the Beijing Film Academy are out. Have you checked them?”]
Guan Xiaotong typed a reply: [“Checked, Mom and Dad, I passed, hehe.”]
Next, I took a screenshot of the score checking page and sent it to the group.

Then typed: ["I'm second in my grade. This year, more than 7,000 people applied to the Beijing Film Academy's acting department. Aren't I amazing...?"]
The text wasn't finished.

Dad texted: "Only second place."
Guan Xiaotong's hand froze as she typed.

She pursed her lips and edited the message again: ["Dad, I've really tried my best. Mom says you have too high expectations of me."]
I thought about it.

It still hasn't been sent.

Delete all.

Another message from Dad: ["Xiaotong, you played young Qingcheng in Chen Kaige's film 'The Promise' when you were five, Ouyang Miaomiao in the TV series 'Da Zhang Fu' the year before last, and Yang Shumiao in 'Yi Pu Er Zhu'. You did a great job in all of them. Maybe Dad's expectations for you are a bit high, but netizens think so too. They jokingly call you the nation's daughter. Now, in the currently airing TV series 'A Little Reunion,' Yang Chaoyue, who used to be a factory girl, is starting to be discussed by the audience. You really need to work harder. Dad knows you're very hardworking, but in the entertainment industry, if you don't move forward, you fall behind. If you don't work harder, you might even be overtaken by that factory girl Yang Chaoyue."]
This long message made me feel really down.

Guan Xiaotong's edited message: ["But I'm only 18! You always say that if I don't work hard, others will surpass me, but have you ever thought about...?"]
The message still hasn't been sent.

This is the third time the message has been deleted.

She says whatever comes to mind in front of her classmates, and even during the second round of auditions, she dares to joke and talk back to the chief examiner, Huang Lei. In private, she acts shamelessly in front of her top boyfriend.

But when facing his own parents, he couldn't even type the three words "I'm so tired".

Because I know that my parents have sacrificed a lot for me.

I really love myself.

Therefore, I dare not be willful in front of my parents.

She dared not tell her parents that she was already in a relationship.

Two months ago, my older sister passed away, leaving my parents with only me. Sometimes, my parents even look at me with a cautious gaze.

I'll pretend I didn't see it.

If even you can be willful, then no one in this family will dare to breathe.

Learn to swallow your grievances; spitting them out will only hurt your parents' hearts.

Followed by.

Mom sent a short voice message in the group chat.

Guan Xiaotong opened the app, but it was too noisy around her, so she had to hold the receiver to her ear to hear clearly.

[“So what if she came in second? My daughter has been working hard since she was four. What do those judges know? Mom will always think you're the best.”] (End of Chapter)