Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

The voice of the extra's mother came through the receiver: "If you don't have living expenses, go to your father. Mom has a new family now and can't help you."

She bit her lip and whispered, "I can't get in touch with my dad right now, and my grandpa is sick and hospitalized. We don't even have enough money for his medical treatment, and my sister and I don't have any living expenses."

Bai Lu tried not to make a sound as she walked towards her.

The city gate is a windy spot, and the cold night wind howls.

She could hear her mother's words more clearly on the phone: "To be honest, don't blame your mother. You're 17 this year. It doesn't matter whether you continue your studies or not. You can go to work part-time. I can't help you. That's all. Don't contact me again."

"Mom, I'm coming to Hengdian this weekend to work part-time as an extra. I got a call today, but the pay won't be paid out anytime soon. Can I lend you this?"

"Figure it out yourself, don't come looking for me!"

"I'll pay you back once I get my paycheck."

The girl choked back tears and said, "Mom, if you don't help me, no one else will."

The dial tone of the call being disconnected came through the receiver.

The girl raised the back of her hand, squatted down, covered her face and let out a few sobs, then noticed someone walking towards her from behind.

Stand up immediately.

She raised her hand to wipe away her tears, the back of her hand rubbing heavily against her cheekbone, a brutal act bordering on self-torture.

Put away your phone, pretend nothing happened, straighten your back, and walk into the city gate.

Bai Lu's stealthy cat-like steps while eavesdropping have turned into hurried, heavy-footed strides.

The girl had only taken a few steps when she was bumped into by Bai Lu, who was walking quickly behind her, causing her to stumble.

Her small bag fell off.

Bai Lu yelled, "Are you crazy? What are you doing blocking the way?!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, teacher," the girl apologized, shrinking back.

Are you blocking my way on purpose?

"No, I didn't..."

"If you drop your prop, pick it up yourself. If you break it, pay for it yourself. It's none of my business."

After saying that, Bai Lu hurriedly entered the city gate, her neck stiff and not looking back, the veins on her hands holding the clothes rack bulging, and she disappeared around the corner.

The girl squatted down, took out her phone, turned on the flashlight, and picked up her bag and fan, which she didn't know had been knocked down by Bai Lu. She had gotten them from the props department, and if she lost them, she would have to pay for them.

The bag has been found.

The fan was also found.

After a careful inspection, I found that it wasn't broken, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

She sniffled a few times.

Suddenly there was a pause.

Next to the bag, I found a stack of folded red bills.

My heart was pounding faster.

She looked around carefully and, finding no one, picked it up and stuffed it all into her pocket. It was very thick and felt to be over a thousand yuan.

"Did the girl who bumped into me just drop it?"

She hesitated for a moment, then walked unsteadily into the city gate, hoping to find Bailu. If she did, she would return her.

She looked in the direction Bailu had just turned.

You can see Bai Lu supporting herself on a clothes rack as she walks towards Gulnazar's RV.

Jiang Yang's clothes were thick, heavy, and long. If you carried them, they would wrinkle. You had to make sure they didn't touch the ground and get dirty, so Bai Lu had to support the clothes hangers with both hands.

From a distance, Bai Lu's figure was smaller than Jiang Yang's costume.

The girl's gaze was fixed on the ground, and she dared not lift it.

I secretly glanced at Bai Lu's back twice.

"I should go ask her if it was the money she dropped..." The girl thought to herself, scratching her chest hard.

Bai Lu's figure walked further and further away into the night, the costumes on the clothes rack billowing in the wind like a silent flag.

She took a deep breath, turned around, and walked out of the dark city gate.

Biting her cheek, she comforted herself: "The person who bumped into me just now was definitely not a good person. She even accused me of bumping into her. She was in the wrong first, so she deserved to lose money."

Finally, the small, thin figure disappeared into the darkness, clutching the stack of money that Bai Lu had dropped tightly, until it was all wrinkled.

A venting grip.

I found a secluded spot. Tensely, I turned on my phone's flashlight and counted the money.

It was more than she had imagined, two thousand yuan.

No need to beg Mom anymore, no need to ask relatives to contact Dad, my sister won't go hungry, and Grandpa's hospital fees are covered.

She called her grandfather, and as soon as she spoke, her voice trembled with tears: "Grandpa, our family is rich now."

After talking with Grandpa.

Put away your phone.

After entering the city gate, they found the food area, which was in the direction Bai Lu had just walked.

She didn't dare go over there, and walked towards the filming area on an empty stomach.

I feel guilty.

But having two thousand yuan in my pocket makes me feel more at ease.

Bai Lu folded Jiang Yang's clothes, held them, and sat on the stone steps. She saw the girl enter the city gate again. Hesitating, she didn't come to the dining area, but hurriedly walked towards the filming area.

She smiled faintly.

She took out her phone and messaged Jiang Yang: "[Boss, I want to learn acting too.]"
Jiang Yang replied: ["Go to the filming area now and listen carefully to how the assistant director and executive director rehearse with the actors. Pay extra attention when Zhong Shujia is filming; he's very skilled in this area."]
Bai Lu typed: ["Can I buy some books on acting? After all, I'm not a professionally trained actor."]
"Yes, it's good that you love learning. Combining practice with theory, your initiative is much stronger than Chaoyue's. I always push her to learn."
Jiang Yang sent another message: ["How much is the book? I'll buy it for you."]
Editor's note: ["Two thousand yuan."]
I waited for a full minute.

Jiang Yang's message arrived: ["Does he think people are stupid just because they don't get angry?"]
In the RV.

Jiang Yang put away his phone, feeling a tightness in his chest.

What kind of performance book costs two thousand yuan? Is it a bound book?

Isn't the White Dew a bit too much?

"Jiang Yang, what's wrong?"

"Nothing."

Jiang Yang moved the water glass on the table and covered the script.

He gripped the back of Gulnazar's neck with his palm, his knuckles applying slight pressure to pull her closer.

As their breaths mingled, Gulnazar instinctively turned her head, only to have her chin gripped by his other hand, his thumb brushing against the corner of her lips.

Gulnazar's voice was swallowed up by their intertwined breaths.

After a while, Gulnazar's breathing calmed down, and she asked, "You were typing very heavily just now, is something bothering you?"

"Exactly, hey Nazha, how do you usually train your assistant? Why is Xiaojing so obedient? My assistant challenges my limits every few days..."

While talking.

Jiang Yang's shirt was loosened by Gulinazha, and the fabric slid down his shoulders and piled up in his arms.

Her fingertips traced Jiang Yang's collarbone, the skin beneath her fingertips burning hot, and she could feel his pulse beating.

The temperature between the lips and teeth was hotter than words.

Jiang Yang lowered his head, his nose brushing against Gulinaza's earlobe, and as his breath swept across her neck, Gulinaza's back trembled.

The script slipped off the edge of the table, scattering papers all over the floor.

"Jiang Yang, no, my hair is a mess."

really.

Naza is at it again.

I won't feel at ease without hitting or scolding.

"I'll do your makeup and hair in a bit, please, I'm really angry right now."

"No, Jiang Yang, here..."

Jiang Yang interrupted directly: "Don't fucking act like a jerk, Gu Li is a jerk."

There was a snap.

A slap landed on Gulnazar's cheek.

Gulina was stunned for a second, then covered her cheek and glared at Jiang Yang: "What did you call me?"

"Guli Jianza!"

Hear the words.

A slow smile appeared on Gulnazar's lips, her pupils exploding with sparkle: "You need to hurry, this place really isn't suitable."

Inside the RV, only intertwined breathing and heartbeats remained. (End of Chapter)