Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

The room curtains were drawn.

Having learned his lesson from last time, Jiang Yang was still uneasy even after confirming that the door was locked from the inside.

Who knows if Bailu, that paparazzi, is hiding somewhere.

The first time Bai Lu was with Ruo Nan, she was recording outside.

Chaoyue arrived the day before yesterday, and this guy is even bolder.

If the bed in the room hadn't been on the ground, Jiang Yang would have wanted Zhang Ruonan to lie on the floor and check if Bai Lu was hiding under the bed.

Toss the coat on the sofa
Zhang Ruonan asked quietly, "Jiang Yang, are you worried about Bai Lu?"

"Is she hiding by the door again?"

"Just make a phone call and you'll find out."

Zhang Ruonan took out her phone and dialed Bai Lu's number.

After a few rings, the call connected, and Bai Lu's voice came through: "Hello, Ruo Nan."

In the background, you can hear the executive director's loudspeaker.

There were sounds of the on-site producer directing the actors' movements.

And then I heard someone shouting, "I'm dressed, I'm dressed!" It must have been the costume designer.

Jiang Yang knew as soon as he heard that the paparazzi had gone to the film set.

"Where are you?" Zhang Ruonan asked.

"On set, my actor's certificate was cancelled, but Jiang Yang gave me his assistant's work pass, which allows me to go into every filming location. I don't know what happened today, but the Zetianji crew actually sent a car to pick me up. We're filming in Tiandu City, and the car ride alone takes half an hour. We haven't finished work yet."

Bai Lu was indeed on set.

Hear the words.

Zhang Ruonan breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, he hummed in response, then lowered his voice.

Jiang Yang sensed her and picked her up.

Gently place it on the bed.

The room lights were turned off.

Moonlight filtered through the gaps in the sheer curtains, casting dappled patterns on the carpet in the hotel room.

The air conditioner was humming softly.

The sound of their hearts pounding couldn't be drowned out.

Jiang Yang gently brushed aside the stray hairs on Zhang Ruonan's forehead.

His hand wandered inside Zhang Ruonan's pure white inner lining.

The force was not strong at all.

It gently touches the surface of the skin.

"Shh, I'm on the phone with Bai Lu..." Zhang Ruonan was about to whisper.

She grabbed Jiang Yang's wandering wrist.

I didn't have a chance to say it.

Because Jiang Yang's lips had already sealed her unfinished words.

The kiss started lightly, like a dragonfly skimming the water, but quickly deepened. Zhang Ruonan felt her breath being gradually stolen away, her back sinking into the soft mattress.

Involuntarily, my nose emitted a soft "hmm...hmm..." sound.
Jiang Yang's fingers first nestled in Zhang Ruonan's hair, then moved down to touch the hollow below her collarbone, feeling the rapid rise and fall there.

Zhang Ruonan hunched over.

It makes it easy to remove clothing.

The shimmering water in her eyes resembled shattered stars under the moonlight.

My cheeks are burning.

I could feel the heat emanating from Zhang Ruonan's fierce mask.

With a snap, the buttons on the murderer's clothes came undone.

Through the phone receiver, Bai Lu asked, "Ruo Nan, where are you? What's wrong?"

Tianducheng filming location.

I arrived here on the morning of White Dew.

Now, sitting on the steps, we see that the filming area is without electricity; the crew's generator is right at the entrance, humming loudly.

The space lights hoisted by the crane illuminated the scene as bright as day.

We're still filming scenes at the port; we're going to be working overtime today.

Unfortunately, we didn't see Lu Han and Gulnazar. I heard from people in the group that they were sick and took sick leave.

Director Zhong Shujia expressed his understanding, saying that they would finish filming the other scenes first, and then film Lu Han and Gulnazar's scenes after they recovered.

Weird.

The male and female leads both fall ill and are absent from the film set.

"I'm in my school dormitory. I'm not feeling well."

"Could it be morning sickness?"

Hearing Zhang Ruonan's voice on the phone, Bai Lu laughed: "Chao Yue is in Hengdian too. I heard from Chao Yue that you have a child now. She even sent me a picture of you holding the baby. It's a big, chubby boy. She's even going to ask you for a wedding gift." "What morning sickness? I'm still a virgin. It's just... um, um... I just have a cold, I have a fever, and I feel a little dizzy."

Zhang Ruonan tried her best to calm herself down.

She really wanted Jiang Yang to stop, and at the same time, she really wanted Jiang Yang to drag her naked as soon as possible.

"Bai Lu, are you still studying on set?" Zhang Ruonan changed the subject.

"Yes, I've been spending these past few days on set. And it's not just on set; I've also been checking out the makeup rooms. I've discovered that the actors who start work at nine o'clock actually have to be in the makeup room at four o'clock to put on wigs and comb their hair. The makeup artists wear back braces and do hair and makeup for hundreds of actors every day, standing all day long."

Zhang Ruonan gently stroked Jiang Yang's cheek.

She glanced down at Jiang Yang, who was buried in her mouth.

Zhang Ruonan's fingers gently ran through Jiang Yang's hair, like a night breeze caressing waves of wheat, carrying a gentle weight.

Unlike last time, she was shy.

This time.

There was far less resistance than last time; in fact, there was a hint of anticipation.

Jiang Yang's breath rose and fell in front of her breasts, his warm breath spreading a blush across her skin, like the sunset dyeing the clouds.

"It's so late, aren't you going home to rest?" Zhang Ruonan asked Bai Lu, holding up her phone.

She's in a state where she can't hold long conversations.

I can only ask some simple questions.

His lips traced the hollow of her collarbone.

Each pause evokes a subtle shiver beneath the skin.

Moonlight filtering through the gaps in the curtains cast dappled shadows on Zhang Ruonan's neck. He chased after those pulsating spots of light, tracing the path of her pulse with his lips.

Bai Lu's voice came through the phone: "I'll stay a little longer and learn more."

"Did Jiang Yang tell you to do this?"

"Actually, it's not like that. Jiang Yang just gave me my documents so I could take a closer look."

"Didn't you used to leave work on time, saying you wouldn't earn an extra penny for the boss?"

"That's different."

Bai Lu's tone became more serious: "These are all things I learned in practice, they are all my own. Now that I'm in this industry, even with Jiang Yang protecting me, I still have to have my own value... I used to be quite lazy, but now, I think I want to make a change."

Bai Lu's voice gradually softened.

She continued, "Actually, after signing with Jiang Yang's company, I haven't been able to sleep at night for the past few days. I've been watching videos of my former SM trainees."

Back then, I practiced dancing until the early hours of the morning every day, my knees were covered in bruises, but when I lay on the floor panting, I always felt like I could debut the next day.

She paused.

A director's assistant's voice came from afar: "You, the woman sitting on the steps, are you on break? We're about to rehearse!"

Bai Lu looked up.

The assistant director, wearing headphones, pointed over.

Bai Lu immediately got up.

The assistant director's gaze fell on Bai Lu, a smile on his face: "Teacher, I wasn't talking about you, please sit wherever you like. I was talking about that actor."

Done.

They specially brought over a folding chair for Bailu.

Only then did I realize that the person I was talking about wasn't her, but another female extra dressed in plain clothes, playing the role of an ordinary person.

It's time to start rehearsing.

Ever since Jiang Yang trended on social media, I feel like reality and the internet are surreal.

The trending topic about Jiangyang online has reached number 15.

Everyone is criticizing Jiang Yang.

Jiang Yang's bad character is well-known in Hengdian.

It's said that every film crew in Hengdian hates Jiang Yang. Even the security guards in the filming area feel like kicking him when they see him.

But actually.

No matter which filming area she went to, as soon as she showed her Jiang Yang assistant's work ID, the staff on set would greet her warmly as "teacher" and let her wander around as she pleased, as long as she didn't block the camera.

The extras all praised Jiang Yang for being down-to-earth.

The staff were all eager for Jiang Yang to join their group, to train their actors, and to speed up the filming process so that everyone wouldn't be so tired.

Many insiders in Hengdian have revealed information online, praising Jiang Yang.

However, they were all criticized for trying to whitewash Jiang Yang.

It's as if the most enthusiastic people are always netizens, and the most indifferent are always passersby.

Is it that ordinary people don't go online, or that netizens don't go out?

Why is it that when I tell the truth, no one believes me?

Stop thinking about these things, because Jiang Yang seems to be doing nothing these past few days.

They even hoped that this negative trending topic about him would climb even higher.

One has to admire the boss's ability to withstand pressure; it's like he's mentally unstable. (End of Chapter)