Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

Not a moment later.

The host's voice rang out on stage: "Fantastic! Thank you Yang Chaoyue, Liu Haochun, and Tian Xiwei for bringing us this energetic rendition of 'Calorie'!"

A round of applause erupted from the audience.

Chatted for a few words.

The host made some warm-up remarks.

Yang Chaoyue stood in the center of the stage, breathing heavily, his chest heaving violently, and fine beads of sweat glistening on his forehead and the tip of his nose.

She, Tian Xiwei, and Liu Haochun beside her exchanged glances, grinned carefree, and their eyes sparkled.

Her cheeks were flushed from the strenuous exercise.
You can see the weariness in the other person's eyes.

And, satisfaction with the performance.

There were no mistakes.

It was better than any previous rehearsal.

I'm terrified that I'll hear those negative comments from Weibo at the event.

Throughout the entire process, Lu Han's fans were incredibly enthusiastic, cheering loudly.

Tian Xi bent slightly, placed her hands on her knees, and took a deep breath, keeping her back straight.

When she looked up and met Yang Chaoyue's gaze, the corners of her eyes curved into crescents, and the highlights on the bridge of her nose shone even brighter with the sweat.

Liu Haochun wore deliberately elongated eyeliner, her hair was disheveled from the dance moves, and she wore an asymmetrical black dance costume with a metal waist chain that jingled as she turned.

She ran her fingers along the seam of her skirt, trying her best to appear calm, and stood up straight while holding her breath.

Hearing the applause, he gradually relaxed, his shoulders slumped, and he subconsciously licked his dry lips.

He noticed that Yang Chaoyue was looking at him.

Liu Haochun smiled, reached out to brush the hair stuck to Yang Chaoyue's lips, and saw Yang Chaoyue grinning: "Haochun, Xiwei, it seems we succeeded."

"This is what it feels like to be on stage, bigger than any stage I've ever been on before..." Tian Xi muttered.

"Shh, let's talk after we get off the stage, there are cameras filming."

Liu Haochun gave him a wink, offering a reminder.

The three of them immediately fell silent.

The host said a few words to warm up the atmosphere, and then asked Yang Chaoyue: "Chaoyue, now facing the live broadcast camera, who would you most like to say a few words to?"

"What I want to say most to my father is..."

Yang Chaoyue raised the microphone and smiled at the live stream camera: "My father is an electrician in my hometown village in Yancheng. He raises some chickens and ducks. Usually at this time, he would be working in the fields, but he's definitely watching the live stream now. My father is a very kind person, but the hardships of life haven't spared him..."

That’s what I said.

Yang Chaoyue's smile froze. She bit her lower lip and said to the host in a trembling voice, "I'm sorry, I suddenly don't know what's wrong with me..." She turned around, her eyes reddening, and wiped her face.

Liu Haochun hurriedly went to his assistant in the audience to get tissues and wiped Yang Chaoyue's tears.

Tian Xi pursed her lips slightly.

When she was with Yang Chaoyue, especially when she was teaching Chaoyue to dance, Chaoyue's clumsy movements always reminded her of her younger sister who was in elementary school in Tongliang, Chongqing.

My younger sister also had a dream of dancing since she was little.

However, her family wasn't well-off, and her parents spent all the money they could on her dance training.

I occasionally teach my younger sister to dance.

My younger sister has a very poor foundation. Like Yang Chaoyue, she learns with stiff and slow movements.

Starting from a lower point than me, with less talent than me, without a teacher to guide me, I clumsily chased my dream.

When she privately taught Zhao Jinmai, Zhao Jinmai would talk back. When she got angry, she would say a few harsh words in Chongqing dialect, and Zhao Jinmai would immediately behave.

But she couldn't bear to do that to Yang Chaoyue.

Now, finally, Chaoyue can sing and dance at the same time, completing the entire performance without any mistakes, except for a slight crack in his voice during the chorus.

Actually, I don't know why Yang Chaoyue's eyes turned red, nor do I know what he would say or what he was thinking.

But seeing Chaoyue like this, her eyes also reddened.

Tian Xi gently patted Chao Yue's back, encouraging him.

A chorus of cheers erupted from the audience, encouraging Chaoyue.

The loudest shout came from Zhao Lushi, who was holding a light board: "Chaoyue! Don't cry!"

Huang Lei glanced at Zhao Lushi and reminded her, "Hey, you didn't use any profanity in that sentence."

Zhao Lushi glared impatiently at Huang Lei: "Are you fucking cheap? Give me back my light stick, I'm not giving it to you."

After saying that, he took the light stick off Huang Lei's head.

Huang Lei burst into laughter.

Zhao Lushi continued, "Let me call your daughter more often, and I'll teach her a few swear words."

"Don't even think about it." Huang Lei's smile immediately vanished, and he put his phone in his pocket.

"Why? Didn't you just tell me that girls don't have to be gentle? If they get emotional, it's okay to swear a few times?"

"That's different, Duoduo is my own daughter!"

"Gulnazar's Weibo post from last year was right: you old men love to lie to young girls."

Huang Lei frowned: "Ruth, don't go too far with your words. To be honest, you should listen to what I say. If you want to study acting in the future, you can attend an acting training class. Maybe I can become your teacher."

"Whether I become your student or not, I'm still your mother!" Zhao Lushi said bluntly.

Huang Lei choked and couldn't breathe.

His face was tense.

After a long pause, he managed to squeeze out, "I only taught you before because of Jiang Yang. Now I'm telling you, you can forget about being my student for the rest of your life!"

"I'll always be your mother!"

“You ill-mannered child, if I say one more word to you, I will change my surname from Huang.”

Am I really that rude?

Zhao Lushi was slightly taken aback, her eyes lowered: "Even you think so, but I wasn't like this when I was little. Everyone praised me for being very polite and quiet..."

Huang Lei glanced sideways at Zhao Lushi.

Seeing the other person's distressed expression, he waved his hand and said, "Hey, hey, it's alright, it's alright. I went a bit too far just now. I was wrong too. We're friends. You're just a kid. Why should I get so worked up about you?"

Hear the words.

Zhao Lushi looked up.

With shining eyes, she looked at Huang Lei and said, "Teacher Huang, you don't even want the surname your ancestors gave you?"

Huang Lei was stunned for a moment.

Her cheeks puffed out: "You deserve to be disliked by everyone!"

"That just proves I have a talent for acting, hahaha." Zhao Lushi held up Yang Chaoyue's light stick, her eyes crinkling with laughter.

At this launch event, I could loudly cheer for my friends and talk back to my preachy elders without any reservations.

I haven't had such a cathartic release in a long time.

Even knowing that when I wake up tomorrow, I will be the child who will never be seen by my parents no matter how hard I try.

At least for now.

It was exhilarating.

The VIP seat I bought for 50,000 yuan was a worthwhile purchase. If that tall girl comes along and starts arguing that it's her seat, I'll hold up a sign with Yang Chaoyue's name on it and yell at her even more fiercely.

Yang Chaoyue turned around, his emotions calming down.

She sniffed softly, gave the live stream camera a tearful smile, and said in a Yancheng accent:
“Daddy, when I was little you always said that I was not capable enough and that I made you suffer. Now that your daughter has grown up, I want to tell you that the love you gave me is more precious than any acceptance letter from a prestigious university. You taught me that even if I don’t finish my studies, I should still be a person with a clear conscience.”

Yang Chaoyue switched from Yancheng accent to Mandarin: "My boss Jiang Yang should be watching the live stream backstage right now. I also want to say a few words to him. I always call him 'Dog Boss' in private, but he is actually the closest person to me. Meeting him during my most confused and tired period was my luck. I remember when I first signed the contract, Brother Yang grabbed me and taught me to practice Mandarin pronunciation, making me say 'four is four, ten is ten,' and teaching me to distinguish between retroflex and alveolar consonants, as well as front and back nasal consonants."

She paused for a moment at this point.

Looking at the audience below the stage, he said, "I can speak standard Mandarin now, but I used to say things like this. For example, if I asked you whether you are a teacher or a student, I would say, 'You are an old man or a student.'"

The words fell.

The audience burst into laughter.

Yang Chaoyue continued, "Brother Yang even bought me tutoring books so I could study high school courses and take the college entrance examination later. He gave me, a student who missed out on nine years of compulsory education, a second chance to study."

In the beginning, I was so anxious every day studying. I had to get up really early to memorize vocabulary, but I couldn't remember any of it when I did dictation. I didn't know why, I just couldn't learn it, and I was really frustrated. I'm really bad at everything, but I'm number one at arguing with my boss. But I'm really grateful to him, he's such a great boss.

As he finished speaking, Yang Chaoyue burst into tears.

Liu Haochun, who was behind, couldn't help but laugh.

Tian Xiwei was laughing so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

The laughter from the audience never stopped.

Backstage, Gulnazar laughed so hard her shoulders shook: "Chaoyue is so funny." One can imagine that Chaoyue's father, who is watching the live stream, must be very pleased.

If her father could see this… The thought couldn’t help but cross her mind, and Gulnazar’s smile faded, replaced by a sigh.

I thought of my father, whom I would never see again.

The words I wanted to say to my father, he could no longer hear.

Just the night before, I was video chatting with my father. How could death come so suddenly, without any control over it?

We were just one step away from seeing each other one last time.

Back then, I left my hometown to study in Beiping, more than 2,000 kilometers away.

I've earned a lot of money since graduating from Beijing Film Academy, but every time I go home, my dad worries about my mental state.

She was afraid that she would be cyberbullied and suffer mental health issues from the online abuse she received.

I'm afraid I won't be happy.

Now I have made new friends: Chao Yue, a simple and clever man from Yancheng; Zhou Ye, a kind and innocent man from Chongqing; and Jiang Yang, who runs a run-down company and is very stingy.

Learn to start with those around you, the grassroots staff, see their contributions, and value their contributions, just like Jiang Yang did.

Slowly rebuild your shattered reputation.

She is also working hard to learn acting and improve her skills.

Actually, there has been progress.

This time, she landed the lead role in the big-budget production "Fighter of the Destiny," with Jiang Yang as her acting coach. She's sure her public image will improve after the show airs.

If Dad sees this, he'll feel much more at ease.

But Dad will never see it again.

I wanted to say a few words to my dad in my dream, but he hasn't come to my dream in a long time.

She can only talk to her father's old photos.

Watching videos of me eating with my dad, watching TV, and chatting while driving, I laughed and then cried.

I'm increasingly feeling the weight of the phrase "the unpredictability of fate."

"Nazha, what's wrong?" Guan Xiaotong noticed that Gulnazar was acting strangely and asked.

"fine."

Gulnazar wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, looked at Yang Chaoyue on the stage, and laughed: "I just think that if such a good girl like Chaoyue were to be deceived by some scumbag in the future, I would get angry and cry."

When the topic of love comes up...

Gulnazar became interested and said with a smile, "Xiaotong, if you don't understand anything about dating, just ask me. I can teach you how to maintain a stable relationship."

“Okay, Sister Nazha,” Guan Xiaotong replied.

"Is your relationship with your partner stable right now?"

"It's pretty stable. How about you?"

"I……"

Gulnazar's smile froze.

Her gaze drifted, she bit her lip, and smiled, "I'm a dating expert, so my relationships are definitely stable. In my current relationship, even though netizens are criticizing me, I'm actually very happy. Every night when I go to sleep, I feel sweet inside."

After saying that, she immediately changed the subject, looking at the stage: "It's Xiwei's turn."

After the host, Yang Chaoyue, finished speaking, he asked Tian Xiwei, "Xiwei, who would you like to say something to while watching the live stream?"

Before the host could finish speaking, Tian Xiwei leaned over, eagerly grabbed the microphone, and shouted:
“I want to tell my sister that she should be in class right now and can’t see the live stream, but she will definitely be able to see it when the full version airs.”

Her eyes sparkled with tears, her voice trembled with a slight sob of emotion, and she forced a smile:

"Little sister, I know you want to see me right now. Be good, study hard, and I'll save the best replay for you at the end."

Tian Xiwei continued, "I know you've suffered all these years. To support my dream of becoming the eldest child in the family, you could only watch helplessly. I knew about your little schemes from when I secretly watched you go through my old dance shoes!"

His tone trembled slightly.

Tian Xi paused for a moment and patted her chest.

Try to soften your tone.

Her smile revealed a deep dimple at the corner of her mouth.

I can finally help my younger sister realize her dream of dancing: "Things are different now. I'm making money now. Aren't I awesome? If you want to go to dance training classes in the future, I'll pay for it. I'll help you realize your dream of dancing."

Tian Xiwei was very excited and wanted to tell her sister about it through the live stream.

Even as he uttered those last words, his voice still trembled slightly.

This is what I've always wanted to say to my younger sister whenever I'm at home and discover that her dream of dancing hasn't died out, but I've never dared to say it.

Because I don't have that qualification.

just now.

I can finally say it: "Now that I'm all grown up, I'll take you flying!"

After chatting with Tian Xiwei.

The host's gaze fell on Liu Haochun: "Haochun, is there anything you'd like to say to your family?"

"Me? I... I don't actually need to. If I keep talking, I'll take up too much of the stage time." Liu Haochun forced a smile. When she saw the host bring the microphone closer, she tilted her head back to avoid it, shrank back, and spoke very softly.

"Come on, Haochun, step forward," the host urged with a smile.

Liu Haochun's fingers trembled slightly when he took the microphone.

He glanced at the live stream camera subconsciously, then hurriedly looked away and turned to look at the big screen behind him.

Every expression of one's own is magnified and displayed in front of everyone.

She took a deep breath, gripped the microphone tightly with both hands, her knuckles turning white from the force.

My back arched slightly involuntarily, as if I wanted to shrink into a safe shell.

"Dad, Mom..." Her voice was soft, yet unusually clear: "Are you... watching?"

The scene suddenly became quiet.

Liu Haochun felt a tightness in his throat, as if a thousand words were stuck there.

I remember the empty phone after each performance.

I recall those greetings that never came to pass.

"Did I...jump well?"

Her voice trembled almost imperceptibly, like the expectant and nervous feeling she had when she was a child, standing at the door with a perfect test score in hand: "Could...could you praise me for something?"

On the big screen, her eyelashes trembled slightly.

The fingernail gently scraped the edge of the microphone, making a soft sound.

In a daze, she seemed to see the living room of her old home in Jilin, with the radiator humming and a half-cold cup of tea on the coffee table.

The father is probably frowning as he looks at his phone, while the mother is busy in the kitchen.

The TV was on, but nobody was actually watching it.

"I know I'm never good enough." Liu Haochun forced a smile. "But today, I really tried my best."

A bead of sweat slid down her forehead.

She remembered the fall she made on her first stage appearance, and her father's disappointed sigh.

When she recalled the day she brought home her first award certificate, her mother simply told her, "What's there to be proud of?"

"Just one sentence, even just 'not bad' will do." Her voice trailed off.

His fingers gripped the hem of his clothes, the fabric crumpling in his palm.

Liu Haochun suddenly realized what she had said, and looked up at the camera in a panic, her eyes slightly red.

"I'm sorry, I..." She quickly adjusted her expression and forced a brighter smile: "I just wanted you to know that I will keep trying."

She took one last look at the camera, gazing through the cold machine at her distant hometown.

He straightened his back, like a sapling that had finally learned to face the wind and rain alone.

"Thank you everyone." Liu Haochun bowed and quietly wiped the corner of his eye.

I knew my parents might never say that compliment, but at that moment, I finally voiced the longing that had been building up for so many years.

He poured out all the words he had kept bottled up for years, and even the slight moisture in the corners of his eyes was relieved.

I don't know if my parents are watching, but Jiang Yang is definitely watching me from backstage right now.

now.

Backstage.

Jiangyang's rest room.

[Under your care, Zhang Ruonan's kissing skills have improved, and you have received corresponding feedback.] (End of Chapter)