Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

Zhong Shujia laughed: "To be honest, I rarely see a young person with such a good attitude. It makes me feel like you arranged for me to create this negative trending topic for you. There's no one else here. Tell me the truth, was it you who fanned the flames and made Gulnazar post that Weibo yesterday?"

"It has nothing to do with me."

"Then why do I feel like you're quite happy that your negative publicity has increased?"

Jiang Yang didn't explain further.

Because I was in a really good mood.

In just a few days, the number of followers has increased to 25.

Before the incident escalated, he only had 100,000 followers.

It increased by 150,000.

They're all real fans, and even though they're all haters, they can be cleared up.

The only slight regret is that the timing was really not right yesterday; I only managed to get Nazha to give him a bag, but I couldn't actually get Nazha to give him a gift.

Naza posted on Weibo to clear his name and increase his followers.

In return, he had to find an opportunity to give Nazha a nutritional injection.

A relationship can last if it goes back and forth.

Jiang Yang has seen the original video that Zhong Shujia arranged.

It has sound.

You can understand what's going on as soon as you hear it.

Should I send it now?

"No, Lao Zhong, don't send it yet."

"What?"

Jiang Yang said seriously, "I've finally gained so much popularity all of a sudden, don't just let the film crew ride on it, let the girls in my company ride on it too."

Zhong Shujia laughed and said, "So, Yang Chaoyue, Tian Xiwei, and Liu Haochun, these three supporting actors in the play?"

"Not only that, there's more."

"Okay, okay, I don't care about you anymore. To be honest, I felt a little guilty at first and a bit uneasy around you. Now I feel like I'm being used by you. Just let me know when you're going to send it."

Chatted for a few words.

Jiang Yang received a message from Gulnazar: "[Jiang Yang, did Zhong Shujia give you the original video?]"
Jiang Yang replied to the message: [“Damn it, he gave it to me.”]
Zhong Shujia took a sip of tea and glanced at Jiang Yang's phone screen.

Upon seeing Jiang Yang's reply to Gu Lina's message, he frowned: "Xiao Jiang, are you scolding me?"

"No ah."

"Then tell me, what the hell does this mean? Don't think that just because I'm an old man from Hong Kong I don't know anything about these things, I'm an artist."

"TMD, that means... he's paying."

Jiang Yang said seriously, "Weren't we chatting in a private room at the restaurant? You paid the bill then."

"What about this?"

Zhong Shujia swiped Jiang Yang's phone screen.

In the previous chat history between Gulnazar and Jiang Yang, Jiang Yang mentioned him, with the letters "MLGB" preceding it: "What does MLGB mean?"

"It means spicy rice crust, the dish we just ate was especially delicious."

Jiang Yang was convinced that the answer was correct.

All they talk about are emergency plans.

Without talking to Zhong Shujia for long, I made an excuse and left.

Anyway, the contract was signed, and the original video was obtained.

The art director's million-dollar salary is paid in installments; the first payment is made upon completion of filming, and the final payment is made after filming wraps up.

In the end, the salary he received for this film was only a very small portion of his earnings.

The salaries for the performance coach and artistic director are already two million, and that's after tax.

But this amount of money is far from enough to make a film or television series.

Not in a hurry.

Let's wait until we reach adulthood before discussing this further.

It was already 10 p.m. when I got back to my hotel room.

After washing up, I opened Weibo and heard someone knocking on the door.

Bai Lu pushed the door open, closed it, and whispered, "Jiang Yang, I discovered something incredible on set today."

Have you bought the fruit?

"No, but I really discovered something incredible, a lot of money..."

Jiang Yang interrupted Bai Lu again: "Didn't I tell you to bring me some fruit tonight? It's not like it's your money."

"Hey, please listen to me first!" Bai Lu stamped her foot impatiently.

After finally finding the material, Jiang Yang covered her mouth and kicked her out of the room.

Jiang Yang was feeling really stifled. He watched from the window as Bai Lu hurriedly left the Marriott Hotel, went to the fruit stand across the street, bought some fruit, and felt a little more at ease.

The crew's meals these past two days have consisted entirely of meat.

I have to go to the film set as soon as I open my eyes.

My lips are going to peel if I don't take some vitamins.

Bai Lu came in again, carrying a watermelon and a banana.

She tore off a banana, peeled it, and shoved it into Jiang Yang's mouth: "Eat your banana and listen to me properly."

"You said."

"Today in the makeup room, I discovered that all the brand-name cosmetics the makeup artists were using were counterfeit!"

"That's it? I thought you'd dug up some dirt on Zhong Shujia, like caught him cheating or something, and were thinking of ripping him off." Jiang Yang said with a sneer.

“This is a very serious matter, Jiang Yang. Really, I’m not lying to you. I checked it out, but the price quoted is for the genuine product. There’s a huge difference in price. Should we talk to the producer about this?” Bai Lu said seriously.

"Keep this to yourself and pretend you didn't see it."

"what?"

Bai Lu didn't understand: "Why? You said the same thing."

"Me too?" Jiang Yang's tone suddenly turned serious: "Who else did you tell about this?"

"Sister Nazha".

"Nazha, it's alright."

Jiang Yang gestured for Bai Lu to sit down on the sofa.

Bai Lu, at this point, is not even considered a staff member on the film set.

Occasionally, I help the stagehands move things.

I will carefully watch the director explain the scene to the actors.

I also watched him teach Lu Han and Gulnazar to embody the emotions of their characters.

I will learn to direct the extras' movements as a director, and I will pay attention to the key points.

But in general, these are all superficial, things that everyone can see.

I've been in Hengdian for almost a week now, joining the film crew.

Bai Lu, an unofficial member of the production team, finally managed to uncover some of the team's unspoken, but well-known, internal rules.

"Last time, when the makeup artist from the crew touched up Gulnazar's makeup, it was during the scene of the sect battle. Bai Lu, were you there too?"

"I was there, watching from the side, observing how the makeup artist did Nazha's makeup."

"Do you remember what Nazha said to the makeup artist when she was getting her makeup touched up?"

Bai Lu recalled it carefully.

Impressive.

I remember now: "Sister Nazha said to the makeup artist, 'How about I use my own cosmetics?'"

Just finished saying this.

Bai Lu seemed to understand something, and turned to look at Jiang Yang beside her: "Sister Nazha, you knew back then that the brand the makeup artist used to do her makeup was fake."

Jiang Yang nodded: "Yes."

"Then why doesn't Nazha say it out loud...?"

Bai Lu didn't say the words that had just slipped out.

I had a vague answer in my heart.

She heard Jiang Yang continue, "Do you know what time makeup artists in such a large group start work every day?"

"It seems so. I have to go to the makeup room at 2 a.m. to do the actors' makeup and hair, and after that I have to go to the film set to keep an eye on the makeup."

What time do you finish work?

Around 10 or 11 p.m.

"How much are their salaries?"

"We talked about it, it seems to be over five thousand."

Bai Lu suddenly stopped talking.

Working overtime every day, with fragmented sleep, and working non-stop, could lead to sudden death at any time if this continues for too long.

Is it really necessary to work so hard for a salary of only 5,000 yuan?

As for!

Because what you earn isn't just your salary.

"So using low-cost cosmetics but quoting the prices of big brands, the production crew will turn a blind eye; it's tacitly approved," Bai Lu murmured.

"This is how they make a living." (End of Chapter)