Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

The email was sent.

His phone vibrated; it was a message from Zhou Ye tagging him in the [Pretty Girl Battle 4] group chat.

Open the group chat.

Jiang Yang's pupils constricted sharply when he glanced at the message history and saw the message sent by Yang Chaoyue.

Was the Opium Wars in Humen a war between Lam Ching-ying and others?
What a load of bull!
He taught?
I regret sending that email to Yang Chaoyue.

Jiang Yang's fingers pounded the keyboard as he typed: ["Yang Chaoyue, you're spreading rumors about me. I clearly taught you about Lin Zexu's work on the Opium Wars."]
Yang Chaoyue replied: [“Really? Oh right, it’s Lin Zexu. I remembered wrong.”]
Jiang Yang then sent another message: ["I told you not to tell anyone I taught you, so why are you mentioning my name again?"]
Yang Chaoyue replied: [“Because I never listen to my boss.”]
Jiang Yang edited the text: [“Your butt's itchy, huh?”]
The message cannot be sent.

Yang Chaoyue muted me for five minutes.

Yang Chaoyue sent a message in the group: [“Brother Yang, be quiet for a bit, I’m teaching MaiMai.”]
She then sent: [“MaiMai, is there anything else you don’t understand? I’ll teach you.”]
Zhao Jinmai sent a message: [“History, stop causing trouble here, switch to another subject! Xiwei bought me a set of practice papers with a classical Chinese translation section, take a look.”]
Zhao Jinmai sent the photos she had taken to the group chat.

There is a classical Chinese translation question above: 'While parents are alive, one should not travel far.'

Yang Chaoyue sent a message: [“Your parents are in my hands, you can’t get very far.”]
He added, "[It was taught by Brother Yang.]"
The group was silent for half a minute.

Jiang Yang covered his forehead, his head throbbing.

Wow, that's amazing! A question about family ties has turned into a question about the rule of law.

Yang Chaoniu.

Zhao Jinmai replied: [“Oh my god, Chaoyue, what you just said has made my head spin! That’s exactly what you mean!”]
Zhou Ye chimed in: ["Maybe you two could get along well. When you come to my house, you can talk about anything, just don't talk about studying. My parents don't let me hang out with people who do worse than me."]
Zhang Ruonan sent a message: ["Why is the boss banned?"]
Then came Liu Haochun's message: ["Chaoyue, grant me administrator privileges."]
Yang Chaoyue replied: [“Haochun, what do you need administrator privileges for?”]
Liu Haochun sent a message: [“I’ve lifted the ban on the boss.”]
Yang Chaoyue replied: ["My internet connection is slow."]
Jiang Yang wanted to send a message.

I discovered I'm still muted. Damn it, the boss got muted by the company's top female employee.

It's embarrassing to tell anyone.

He messaged Yang Chaoyue privately: ["That email I just sent you doesn't count. I'll still curse you out from now on."]
The break on set is over.

"Haochun, have you found your rhythm?" Zhang Qing asked from behind the monitor.

Liu Haochun put away her phone and went to the makeshift dressing room to touch up her makeup.

After coming out, he looked up at Zhang Qing and said, "Director Zhang, I'm all ready."

Zhang Qing glanced at Liu Haochun and nodded slightly.

That's the look in his eyes.

There was despair, exhaustion, and a stubborn, unyielding pride.

Hao Chun has maintained his appearance very well.

But the most important emotional outburst in this scene is the crying scene.

"Silence! Filming is officially on!"

"action!"

The plot is the same as before.

Liu Haochun saw the message from her mother, heard her agent's words, replied to her agent's harsh words, and muttered to herself about her guilt.

The numbness while eating noodles, and the cowardice when being watched by the extras in the noodle shop.

These are all preludes setting the stage for the climax, and Liu Haochun has acted them all out perfectly.

The most crucial moment has arrived again.

Zhang Qing stared at the monitor, watching Liu Hao numbly stir the noodles in the bowl with his chopsticks, his eyes lowered.

His eyes still held a sense of weariness and despair.

Exactly.

No tears.

This time, it was even worse than before; her eyes didn't even turn red.

This can't go on like this.

He can wait, but his brothers can't.

They're all roughnecks, not very patient.

For several minutes, Zhang Qing lost patience and saw that Liu Haochun had already detached himself from the role, and the sparkle in his eyes had disappeared: "Cut! Let's do it again."

They then filmed five more takes. "Cut! Hey, Haochun, let's do it again."

Eight more takes were filmed.

Zhang Qing had become numb from yelling "Cut!": "Cut! No way, Hao Chun, it's not that I'm making things difficult for you..."

Just spoke.

Liu Haochun immediately stood up, turned around and bowed in Zhang Qing's direction: "I'm sorry, Director Zhang, I..."

“I know you’ve tried your best. Explaining this won’t help. It’s already afternoon. If we keep filming, it will get dark.”

Zhang Qing's tone was no longer as friendly as before.

He deliberately emphasized one sentence: "I'm not trying to be mean, but Hao Chun, you can't let your brothers work for nothing. You're an artist under Jiang Yang. If it were any other new actor, I might have arranged for someone else to be replaced."

After saying that harshly, he glanced at the rest of his team.

Seeing that everyone's complexion had returned to normal, I felt a little more at ease.

He graduated from the Beijing Film Academy with a proper academic background, but some of his friends didn't even go to university.

The older one is almost forty.

The young ones have just come of age.

It's a team he's built up over the past two years, working alongside him to make a living and preparing him for becoming an independent director in the future.

Most of them came from humble backgrounds, which is why they were willing to follow him.

The photographer, lighting technician, and script supervisor were all trained by him.

He has no formal education but is hardworking, cheaper and more obedient than those with formal training, making him suitable for low-budget projects. That's why the company entrusted him with the project of making Jiang Yang's music video.

The company will not reassign personnel for each project.

Having your own team makes it easier to get jobs.

Out of respect for Jiang Yang, he wanted to continue to treat Liu Haochun well, for fear of offending Jiang Yang.

But he also had to consider the feelings of his brothers. These brothers who followed him were not afraid of doing more work, but they were afraid that the work they did would be in vain.

So I had no choice but to be the bad guy and yell at Liu Haochun in front of everyone, at least to let my brothers vent their emotions.

He called Liu Haochun over and, under the pretext of showing her the playback, apologized to her: "I'm sorry, Haochun, I was a bit harsh just now."

"It's nothing, Director Zhang. I understand. Everyone follows you. I'm an outsider in your team, and I've performed poorly. If you don't scold me a bit, I won't be respected. I won't complain to my boss."

"As long as you understand."

Zhang Qingsong took a breath.

What I fear most is newcomers like Liu Haochun, who have just gained some fame and think they will become huge stars in the future, and who can't stand any criticism.

The MV budget was specially approved by the company's General Manager Xu, and Zhang Qing knew very well that he was just a tool to carry it out.

If Liu Haochun complains to Jiang Yang, and Jiang Yang then contacts Xu Xiaou, a single sentence could cost him the opportunity to lose future projects.

It will be difficult to work at Lemon Pictures from now on.

Jiang Yang's music video is well-made; it's an achievement for him and can be added to his resume.

If you offend Jiang Yang, the circle is only so big, and people might start spreading rumors that he can't even handle newcomers.

We must curry favor with Jiang Yang, otherwise we won't get any projects; we must also protect the team, otherwise no one will follow him.

I've communicated with Liu Haochun many times already, and I want to try to teach her how to act.

Unfortunately, the emotions in this scene build up layer by layer, culminating in a powerful explosion of emotions that is impossible to teach.

"Okay, Haochun, go touch up your makeup and give yourself some time to recover."

"Okay, Director Zhang."

Liu Haochun was about to walk towards the temporary changing room.

Suddenly, Zhang Qing called out to him, "By the way, Hao Chun, if Teacher Jiang were here, would he be able to guide you well in this performance?" (End of Chapter)