Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

Just as Zhang Ruonan left her room, she quickly walked to Jiang Yang's door, her pace gradually slowing down to small, quick steps.

She looked up at the thick peach wood door of Jiang Yang's room.

Continuously adjust the cuffs.

I really want to watch the clips of her on "Go Fighting!" with Jiang Yang.

When they arrived at Jiangyang Gate, they were too embarrassed to speak.

All the courage I mustered vanished the moment I raised my hand to knock on the door.

She bit her lower lip and then let go.

I heard a slight noise coming from Jiang Yang's room.

It's the sound of assembling machinery.

Earlier in the car, I overheard Jiang Yang and Zhang Qing talking about having Zhang Qing deliver a batch of moving cameras with sliding rails to Jiang Yang's room.

Having seen Jiang Yang's message, I couldn't wait to come and find him.

When they actually arrived at Jiangyang Gate, they became timid.

A very conflicted feeling.

I'm afraid Jiang Yang is busy.

"Will I bother him? What if he's talking to someone about the film crew? If I come here at this time, will I seem inconsiderate?"

Afraid of being disliked.

“The last time I stayed overnight in his room was a special case. Now that I’m taking the initiative to come to his room, will Jiang Yang think I’m being too clingy?”

She was afraid of appearing too dependent on Jiang Yang.

"I'm already an actress who can appear on TV, so why am I still acting like a little girl and wanting someone to accompany me? Will Jiang Yang think I'm too unprofessional, needing him to watch my own work with me?"

"I've worked so hard to build a reliable image in his mind, I can't let it be ruined."

They usually pretend to be adults.

Deep down, I'm still a child.

The closer you get to the person you desire, the more your steps feel like you're walking on cotton, unsteady and anxious.

My phone vibrated; I received a message from Zhao Jinmai:

[“Sister Ruonan, I just finished watching your scene. Huang Bo’s action of wiping away tears was real. If I could act so well that even an award-winning actor would cry, I would have kicked down Xiao Jiang’s door and demanded his praise.”]
Saw this message.

Zhang Ruonan paused for a moment, her tense emotions easing somewhat.

Want Jiang Yang to praise him?
Yes, now I have a reason to look for Jiang Yang.

I've talked to Mai Mai, that mischievous kid, privately about her and Teacher Hu.

There's a sentence that left a deep impression on me.

A loving family raises a bird that loves its home.

A loveless family breeds a free bird.

Mai Mai undoubtedly has a loving family, and she herself will be Jiang Yang's free bird from now on.

She raised her hand and knocked on Jiang Yang's door.

I knocked a few times.

Jiang Yang's voice could be heard from inside: "Who is it?"

“Jiang Yang, it’s me, Ruonan,” Zhang Ruonan replied.

Lower your head slightly.

The lips trembled.

In a voice only she could hear, she whispered, "I am your Ruonan."

The door opens.

The first thing you see is the desk inside, with a laptop on it.

The screen is on.

The image above shows the storyboard manuscript for "Fighter of the Destiny," specifically the section where Xu Xiaoou agreed to let Jiang Yang film it.

Zhang Ruonan couldn't understand it.

My gaze shifted.

Seeing the assembled sliding camera on the balcony, he asked, "Jiang Yang, are you busy?"

"I'm not busy right now, but I might have something to do later, I need to go record a song," Jiang Yang said with a smile, wearing the sportswear he had just come out of the airport.

It was immediately obvious that Zhang Ruonan had something on her mind.

He opened the door a little: "Come in and let's talk."

"Oh, good."

Zhang Ruonan went inside carrying her tablet, then turned around and closed the door behind her.

Just as he was about to take a step towards the desk where Jiang Yang was sitting, he suddenly remembered something.

Turning around, she opened the door, quietly hung a "Do Not Disturb" sign on the doorknob, and locked the door from the inside.

A date with Jiang Yang.

I don't want anyone to bother me.

Especially during the White Dew season.

"Weren't you watching the episode of 'Go Fighting!' that you starred in with Bai Lu?"

"Bai Lu, Bai Lu always takes pictures of me without my consent, I've gotten used to it." Zhang Ruonan was about to say this.

I was too embarrassed to say it out loud.

I'm really bad at lying, and I didn't learn that from Bai Lu.

She decided to bite the bullet and said, "I'd like to watch it with you, is that okay?"

Fearing Jiang Yang might refuse, she added, "If I don't act well anywhere, you can teach me. I'm willing to learn anything."

Is this an invitation for him to exploit his attributes?
How wonderful Ruonan is.

My favorite is the studious little flower.

"Sure, come in, come in. Wait a minute, I haven't finished my storyboard manuscript yet. That old fox Xu Xiaou is always causing trouble." Jiang Yang muttered as he sat at his desk.

He verbally agreed to let him be on set to film 1.1 to 2.0 scenes.

Don't be fooled by the fact that it's only a small part of the script, about one to two pages.

If it involves action scenes, large-scale actor coordination, and horse movement, then it's important to consider the specific actions involved.

They could take pictures all day long.

After daylight, it can sometimes take an hour or two just to install space lights using a crane.

If it rains, all the work will be for nothing. The torches and props will definitely be ruined, but the actors' fees, venue fees, generator trucks, cranes, costumes and other miscellaneous expenses will still be incurred.

So Jiang Yang had to plan the weather carefully before filming actually started.

To achieve the best possible shooting results.

After hanging up the phone, Xu Xiaoou sent another long message.

This means that Jiang Yang needs to prepare a storyboard that clearly states which shots can be filmed live and which shots need to use special effects.

There are also actor positioning diagrams and lighting and shadow shooting plans. The direction of the light source must be determined to avoid the lighting mistakes in post-production special effects.

All of these need to be taken care of.

As for communicating with the filming crew, that can be put aside for now.

These things need to be done on-site.

We need to coordinate well with the martial arts choreographer and the special effects team.

I thought I could get away with it.

Unexpectedly, the old fox was on guard against him, fearing that he might actually use Xu Xiaoou's name to fool people on set.

These were intended for Xu Xiaoou, as well as for the various filming teams working on the set.

The number of shooting days can be estimated by the storyboard duration. Once the call sheet is prepared, Jiang Yang will not be able to add scenes on the spot.

The storyboard, written in black and white, is used as evidence for assigning responsibility.

If the auction fails, there's evidence to shift the blame to Jiang Yang.

Furthermore, it was clearly defined which scenes Jiang Yang could only film within the already approved storyboards.

Jiang Yang was given a role, and his responsibilities were also defined.

You can't do these things without professional skills, but Jiang Yang can, which earns him respect.

I turned on my phone screen, and there was a message from Xu Xiaou, her last message to me.

It's that same line again: ["Xiao Jiang, I've given you the opportunity and the responsibility. I believe in you, but being a director isn't easy. I'll watch your scenes as soon as they're filmed, and I hope you can satisfy me. But as agreed, if the result isn't good, you'll have to pay for your entire crew's expenses for the day of filming."]
Finally, there's an "oh" followed by a tilde.

If Jiang Yang hadn't known that Sister Xu was quite upright in the industry and had never made any inappropriate advances towards him in private, he would have felt a chill run down his spine.

The phone vibrates.

Xu Xiaoou sent another message.

This time it was a voice message. I opened it, and the other end had the slightly deep voice of a middle-aged woman.
"Xiao Jiang, we've brought you the director's chair, but whether you can sit comfortably or not is up to you."

All done. Time for the celebratory banquet: a box of Moutai to drink!

If the filming goes wrong, they'll deduct the cost of your lunchbox from your pay.

Once you're on set, you're not just Director Jiang anymore, you're also Director Jiang.

When a supervisor makes a mistake, they can shift the blame, but when a director makes a mistake, they have to take the fall.

Xiao Jiang, I believe in you. (End of Chapter)