Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

Chatted a few more words.

It's time for the game to end.

The host continued, "Chao Yue's singing was full of energy, and Hao Chun and Xi Wei's dance ignited the entire audience! Let's give these three outstanding girls another round of applause!"
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The host stepped aside, gestured for the three to leave the stage, and waited with a smile for the applause.

Amid cheers.

Before leaving the stage, the three girls, as Jiang Yang had instructed, bowed to the audience in all directions before departing.

"Chaoyue! I love you, Chaoyue!! You sang so well, damn it!!!" Zhao Lushi changed the light board to Yang Chaoyue's name and shouted loudly.

Yang Chaoyue paused for a moment, then looked back from the side of the curtain.

He made a heart shape with his hands in Zhao Lushi's direction and shouted, "I love you too, Mom and Sister!!!"

The words fell.

The audience burst into laughter.

Zhao Lushi's smile froze. She squinted at Yang Chaoyue, then glared at him and muttered, "Did the nickname 'Mom' come from Chaoyue? What a lame nickname."

They noticed the camera was filming them.

Your own face appeared on the big screen.

Zhao Lushi immediately grinned and made an excited gesture, like a light stick: "Chaoyue, I love you to death!!"

Wait for the camera to move away.

Zhao Lushi sat down, took out her phone, and sent a message to Yang Chaoyue: ["Did you give me a nickname?"]
Yang Chaoyue replied: ["No."]
Zhao Lushi typed: ["Who gave you the nickname 'Mom'?"]
Yang Chaoyue replied: [“I don’t know, who’s so bored?”]
"Is he your boss? I scolded him last time, and he still remembers it."
"No, Yang-ge isn't that petty. My boss is a very nice person."
Zhao Lushi sent a 200 yuan red envelope.

Yang Chaoyue accepted the red envelope.

Instant reply: ["Yang is such a petty person. He's the one who gave your mom and sister their nicknames. Go ahead and insult him."]
Zhao Lushi sent a message: [“Damn it, I knew it.”]
After chatting with Zhao Lushi.

Yang Chaoyue messaged Jiang Yang: [“Brother Yang, I’ve found a money-making opportunity. Zhao Lushi insults you a few times, and you can make money. She transferred the money to me, and we’ll split it.”]
Immediately afterwards, she sent Jiang Yang a transfer of 20 yuan.

In the [Pretty Girl Battle 4] group, Zhao Jinmai popped up: ["I watched the whole live stream. Chaoyue, when you sang 'Calories,' it was actually pretty catchy! My mom even started bragging about it and wanted to lose weight. Too bad I don't need to lose weight. Can Jiang Yang make a new song that makes me, this short guy, grow taller just by listening to it, so I don't have to do anything and my body will just want to grow taller on its own?"]
After stepping off the stage, Yang Chaoyue tried to calm her excited emotions. Sweat clung to her stray hairs on the back of her neck as she typed: [“MaiMai, Yang Ge’s songs cost money, and Lu Han’s song was bought with money.”]
Zhao Jinmai replied: [“I know, just tell me how much. I do have a little money in my pocket, and my mom has agreed to it.”]
"[A billion.]" Yang Chaoyue sent the message.

Zhao Jinmai replied: [“Ten billion is considered money? Are you kidding me?”]
I received a special red envelope from Zhao Jinmai to Yang Chaoyue in the group chat.

The note says one billion.

Yang Chaoyue stared in disbelief, then typed a message: [“Sister Mai is awesome!!!”]
There wasn't time to get to the changing room, so I immediately opened the red envelope and saw the amount displayed: 0.01 yuan.

Yang Chaoyue hunched over.

Pulling back the curtain of the changing room, I had just put my phone down when, unwilling to give up, I picked it up again and slammed down a message in the [Pretty Girl Battle 4] group: ["Mai Mai is trash!!!"]
Liu Haochun changed into his usual clothes.

When I came out, I saw the costume designer adjusting the costumes, and next to it was a mobile clothes rack full of costumes and spare clothes.

The changing room had a curtain that was temporarily drawn up.

Earrings, necklaces, and hair accessories are all placed in a jewelry tray.

I picked up my phone and glanced at the messages.

I haven't received any messages from my parents.

Seeing Yang Chaoyue cursing Mai Mai as trash in the [Pretty Girl Battle 4] group made me laugh.

Scroll through my WeChat Moments.

I didn't see my parents post anything on WeChat Moments.

I don't know what I'm expecting, and I feel empty inside.

Scrolling through the screen, I saw that Jiang Yang had just posted a new update on his WeChat Moments.

The accompanying picture is a close-up of the three of them on stage: himself, Yang Chaoyue, and Tian Xiwei.

Each person has three photos.

There's Yang Chaoyue's wild moment of tossing her hair, Tian Xi's graceful backbend, and her confident smile at the camera during her solo dance.

The nine-square grid is completely filled.

The caption reads: "[I've been cheering you on from backstage, watching you shine on stage.]"
I saw that Zhang Ruonan had liked the post below.

Liu Haochun clicked on three of his own photos.

I noticed that all the screenshots were taken with the left side of the face.

She recalled telling Jiang Yang that she preferred her left profile and thought it was more attractive.

Because there is a mole on the corner of the right eye, and one on the corner of the left eye and one on the left corner of the mouth.

It looks better.

Jiang Yang even remembered all of this.

"By the way, where's Jiang Yang?" Liu Haochun asked when he saw Yang Chaoyue come out after changing his clothes.

"Who knows where that bastard boss went? The photos he posted on WeChat Moments were so ugly. I was grinning from ear to ear, my eyes were practically squinting. Next time I'm going to screenshot Yang Ge's ugly photos and post them on WeChat Moments too," Yang Chaoyue muttered, holding his phone.

Tian Xiwei followed behind.

After changing into her performance costume, she hung it on a hanger and immediately opened Jiang Yang's WeChat Moments.

I found that all my photos were beautiful.

Then, clicking on Yang Chaoyue's unflattering photo, he added, "Yeah, how could Jiang Yang crop Chaoyue's photo so badly? That's really too much."

I gave it a big thumbs up.

I called out Jiang Yang's name a few times from backstage.

No response.

Gulnazar was spotted touching up her makeup as she emerged from a private dressing room, about to go on stage.

The two linked arms and happily went to the side of the stage to watch the performance.

When I perform, I'm so nervous I'm afraid of making a mistake.

When watching someone else's performance, you might as well hope they make a mistake the whole time, because that's what makes it worth watching.

Liu Haochun did not go with them.

Her phone vibrated; she had received a message from Jiang Yang: ["Haochun, you didn't eat much this morning, I was worried about you getting an upset stomach. The performance is over now, if you're hungry, come to my dressing room."]
Another message came through: ["Don't tell Xiwei and Chaoyue. I didn't capture Chaoyue's picture well in the screenshot I posted on WeChat Moments. She's definitely cursing me. If they find out that I bought food and Ruonan and I just ate their portion, they'll flip the table. There are too many people around. I had someone else buy it for me, so it's not easy for them to come back in once they're out. You can eat it secretly."]
Is Jiang Yang in the rest room?

Liu Haochun put away his phone and jogged to Jiang Yang's rest room.

She raised her hand and knocked on the frosted glass door, a smile playing on her lips, and said softly, "Jiang Yang, it's me, Hao Chun."

The voice inside wasn't Jiang Yang's, but a woman's: "Come in, Hao Chun, the door's unlocked."

It was Zhang Ruonan's voice.

Liu Haochun's smile froze slightly, returning to its usual expression.

Pushing open the door, I smelled the aroma of dumplings in the air.

I didn't see Jiang Yang, but I saw Zhang Ruonan sitting on the sofa with two portions of steaming dumplings on the coffee table.

Zhang Ruonan's eyelids were a little swollen, and she was wearing exquisite eye makeup.

The collar buttons were undone, revealing a slender collarbone, and the shirt hem was casually tucked into high-waisted jeans.

"Ruo Nan, is your interview over?" Liu Haochun asked.

"Yes, it just ended."

"Is everything going well?"

"It went quite smoothly, it should be easier than your live performance. I can repeat myself if I make a mistake. The boss has spoken to the reporter, and the reporter is very considerate of me," Zhang Ruonan said with a smile.

When I was a model, I was afraid of saying the wrong thing, but now that someone is there to protect me, I can even laugh and start over in interviews.

Liu Haochun asked, "Where's Jiang Yang?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen him at all."

Zhang Ruonan lowered her head and ate dumplings, urging, "Come on, Haochun, we only bought this many, let's eat them secretly and not let Chaoyue and Xiwei know." "How can we do that? We're sisters, that's not right."

"That's what the boss ordered."

"Oh right, I almost forgot, Jiang Yang also gave me instructions."

Liu Haochun responded and sat down at the coffee table.

He had just sat down when he got up again, went to the door, and locked it from the inside.

After the first bite, my eyes lit up: "Oh my god, these dumplings are amazing! Look at the huge filling, the meat is practically bulging out, and they're flavorful with three kinds of seafood. One bite and the broth just bursts out, it's so delicious it makes me dizzy!"

"Haochun, you can speak Northeastern dialect?" Zhang Ruonan was surprised to hear this.

“I always have. I’m from Jilin. When I first came to the Affiliated High School of Beijing Dance Academy, my accent was very strong. I gradually changed it. I’m still a Jilin native at heart.” Liu Haochun switched back to Mandarin.

Suddenly, I understood why Jiang Yang had specifically asked me to come and eat here.

Because it's the taste of home, more than a thousand kilometers away.

I glanced at my phone.

I still haven't received any news from my parents.

The first time I said "I love you" to my parents, I didn't dare to say it at home, I didn't dare to say it in front of my parents, and no one taught me how to say it.

Today, in front of the live broadcast camera, I dared to speak out.

Just as Xiwei had said before.

Once they've grown up and earned money, they can help Xiwei realize her dream of dancing.

Same for myself.

After signing with Jiangyang Company, he has grown and gradually become capable of handling things independently.

I no longer need to rely on my parents, and I can pay off their debts and atone for their sins.

Are Mom and Dad watching the live stream?
What kind of reaction will there be?

"It smells so good." Zhang Ruonan imitated Liu Haochun's Northeastern accent that he had just used.

She added, "It's also very sweet."

"Sweet? Is it sweet?"

"It is very sweet."

Zhang Ruonan chewed the meat filling in her mouth, turned her head and smiled at Liu Haochun.

I glanced at the sofa.

Just now, there were no dumplings in this lounge; I was tasting Jiang Yang's lips.

This is my first time as Ruonan.

It was also his first kiss.

Turns out, a boy's lips can be sweet too.

She gave her first kiss to the person she liked, and even her new name, Ruonan, seemed to suddenly have a soul.

Zhang Ruonan continued, "Actually, I miss home a lot today. During the interview just now, when the reporter asked about hometown dishes, I almost couldn't hold back my tears. These dumplings remind me of when I was a child. My mother always liked to add a little bit of sugar to the filling, saying that it makes me feel sweet inside."

At this point, Zhang Ruonan stopped talking.

Because as children grow up, their mothers' love changes and becomes something that needs to be exchanged for money.

Even now, eating these dumplings without sugar still tastes sweet.

It is the taste of happiness.

When you like someone, you can even taste the sugar in dumplings with a three-ingredient filling.

It's so sweet it makes you want to cry.

Open Weibo.

I discovered that my number of followers had actually increased to two thousand.

In such a short period of time, the number of followers gained was more than ten times the number of followers I had accumulated in the two years since I registered on Weibo.

Most of the viewership came from Liu Haochun, Yang Chaoyue, Tian Xiwei, and Jiang Yang, because their own interview videos wouldn't be shown to the audience during the live stream.

Only when the full version is played can everyone see it.

But I felt empty inside.

Why is it that my fan base started to grow after I changed my name?

There's always a right and wrong to distinguish between the past self and the present self. Regardless of who is at fault, it's always the one whose heart is pierced.

The past self is like old clothes that have been thrown away; you can't bear to part with them, but you can't wear them anymore.

After finishing his meal, Liu Haochun got up and left: "Ruo Nan, Xi Wei, Chao Yue, and I are watching the performance from the side of the stage. We'll come over in a bit."

"Okay."

After Liu Haochun left, he didn't close the door properly.

A crack appeared.

The voice of the host could be heard: "Next, let's welcome with applause the popular goddess who possesses both beauty and strength, gentleness and sassiness, Gulnazar!"

Next, Gulnazar went on stage and interacted with Lu Han's fans in the audience: "Thank you everyone! Wow, the scene is so lively today, you're all here to see Lu Han, right?"

"It's a pity he's not on stage now, so you can only watch me."

"Just kidding. Actually, Lu Han and I are very good friends. Thank you for your continued support of him, and thank you for cheering me on today..."

I couldn't hear what was said after that.

Zhang Ruonan had already gotten up and gone over. As soon as the door closed, the sounds outside stopped.

Then he took out his phone and messaged Jiang Yang: "Boss, will you be back in a bit?"
Jiang Yang replied: ["Yes, we'll discuss the music video with Xu Xiaoou."]
Zhang Ruonan then typed: ["Come back before the press conference ends, so we can take a group photo together."]
Jiang Yang replied: "Okay."
Looking at the dumplings in the lunchbox that were gradually getting cold.

Zhang Ruonan was stunned for a moment, then tapped her fingers on the screen:
[“Chao Yue’s rendition of ‘Calorie’ was so good, Xi Wei’s dance was amazing, Hao Chun just came over and said the dumplings you bought for her were delicious, but I tasted something even sweeter and tastier than dumplings…”]
A slight pause of a few seconds.

Zhang Ruonan bit her lower lip, a smile appearing on her face, and continued typing: ["I miss you so much."]
Type out these last four words.

Their gazes darted away, as if the words were burning their eyes.

I'm afraid of making the meaning too obvious, yet I'm also afraid of not making it obvious enough.

Without clicking send, she raised her hand to rub her hair, touched her face, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

I want to restrain myself, but I can't help it.

It's about competing with yourself.

My parents always told me that girls should be reserved, but I even want to change the name they gave me.

I hovered my finger over the send button for several seconds before finally clicking send.

Lock the screen immediately.

I put my phone face down on my lap and continued eating dumplings.

Her ears were burning hot, and the sweet feeling in her heart couldn't be suppressed, so it leaked from the corners of her mouth.

The phone vibrates.

I received a message from Jiang Yang.

Seeing Jiang Yang's brief four words, so short yet so poignant: "I miss you too."
Immediately following was a message: [“You’re sweeter than dumplings.”]
Zhang Ruonan was stunned for a moment, then shrugged slightly, her ear tips turning red.

He muttered to himself, "No one is as sweet as you."

She pressed her phone closer to her chest, swinging her legs back and forth.

She read the two messages Jiang Yang sent her for a while, then tapped the keyboard a few times and typed out a sentence: ["I won't bother you anymore, Ruonan is waiting for you to come back."]
The message is sent.

Zhang Ruonan picked up a dumpling, took a small bite, and suddenly found it even sweeter than before, so sweet that she squinted her eyes and didn't even realize she had laughed out loud. (End of Chapter)