Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

Jiang Yang squinted at her and said, "Come on, there's going to be a close-up later. I have to die in Nazha's arms. If I keep my phone in my pocket, it'll give me away."

Seeing that Bai Lu still didn't react, Jiang Yang frowned: "Can't I order you around anymore?!"

"Oh, it's here!"

Bai Lu suddenly realized what was happening.

He quickly ran over, took Jiang Yang's phone, and followed behind him towards the filming area. He swallowed hard and said, "Boss, you look much more handsome when you're acting than usual."

"It's rare to hear you praise me, so please say another compliment," Jiang Yang said with a smile.

Bai Lu gave a thumbs up, and a line from an anime popped into her mind: "S...S...Number One!"

"Where did you learn that?"

"The Hokage, that's what Naruto said."

Bai Lu added, "And what Hinata said, Yama..."

Before the word "butterfly" could be uttered, Jiang Yang's smile froze, and he covered Bai Lu's mouth, saying, "Alright, stop praising me, or people will misunderstand."

Watching Jiang Yang enter the filming area.

After chatting with Zhong Shujia for a few minutes, I put down the script and started rehearsing.

Bai Lu retreated to the eaves, the lantern light casting a rosy glow on her cheeks. She sent a message in the family group chat: ["Mom and Dad, I might really have landed a great boss. He can improve my personal abilities in every way. I want to be an idol again. I wonder if it's too late for me at my age."]
After sending the message, Bai Lu put away her phone.

I heard the assistant director shouting through a megaphone, "Actors, return to your positions. That was just a standby shot. The next scene will be a live shot. Take a break. Thank you all for your hard work."

When the extras saw the two lead actors go to Zhong Shujia to discuss the scene, they knew that filming wouldn't be quick, it would take at least ten minutes.

Scattered one after another.

Some people were sitting on the steps playing on their phones.

Some people simply find a dry patch of ground, lie down, and sleep.

The actors playing guards took off their helmets because the hoods were glued inside, and putting the helmets back on for a long time made their scalps hurt.

"You Rong, actually that part was good enough, there's no need to be so demanding."

Zhong Shujia reviewed the footage she had just filmed.

The extras' positioning and coordination were good enough, there were no continuity errors, the number of extras was not scattered, and they did not block the main actors' shots.

Jiang Yang's close-up shot, needless to say, perfectly captured Qiu Shan Jun's regret and relief before his death.

He had known for a long time that Jiang Yang was a good actor, but the effect of seeing him act for the first time still exceeded his expectations.

Even when he speaks, his breathy, intermittent voice sounds like a wound being constantly torn apart.

Just hearing about it makes me feel pain.

Although Gulnazar's performance didn't quite reach the level of Jiang Yang's, she was able to cry and her eyes showed sadness, which was enough.

He said seriously, "We're filming a web series, not a movie, so there's no need to be so nitpicky."

"I can do even better, give me a chance, director."

"Ok."

It's certainly a good thing that actors have ambition and don't do things half-heartedly.

Zhong Shujia understood what Guli Nazha meant, patted Jiang Yang on the shoulder, took off his headphones, and said the two's off-screen names: "Jiang Yang, Nazha is in your care for now. Don't let her stay on screen for too long, we'll have to change scenes soon. Perfect timing, I'm going to the restroom."

The two went to an empty room next door.

Upon entering, one sees collapsed door panels and some broken pieces of wood.

It was left behind by a film crew who shot in this location before, so it's harmless.

"Nazha, what's your question this time?"

“I always felt like I wasn’t fully in character. Xu Yourong’s feelings about Qiushan Jun’s death were a mix of reluctance, love, and regret. I could portray each emotion individually, but when all three emotions were combined, I couldn’t get into character.”

Gulnazar had just finished speaking.

She heard Jiang Yang close the door behind her, followed by his voice: "Nazha, I remember when you first went to Beijing Film Academy, your father took you there, right?"

"Yes, it's been several years since I graduated."

"Do you remember how you felt when you parted ways with your father? Close your eyes and think back carefully," Jiang Yang asked.

"I remember, didn't we talk about this before?"

Gulnazar understood that Jiang Yang was guiding her into the role.

She closed her eyes and smiled, "That was when my dad first came to Beiping, and I had just registered..."

“Gunamu”.

Gulnazar's words came to an abrupt end.

Because Jiang Yang's voice changed.

It was a nasal Xinjiang accent, very similar to her father's way of speaking.

Suddenly she understood why Jiang Yang had told her to close her eyes.

Gulnazar's eyes trembled slightly as she softly replied, "Ata."

Ata is what she calls her deceased father.

The scene of separating from my father at the Beijing Film Academy kept flashing through my mind.

In front of me is the main building of Beijing Film Academy.

Hearing Jiang Yang continue, "This building is so grand! Gu Namu will be a student in this college from now on, she'll be amazing!"

Jiang Yang gently held Gulinaza's hand, his voice softening, with a touch of clumsy pride: "Ata doesn't know anything about acting, but he knows you've loved singing and dancing since you were little, your eyes are bright, and you have a lot of energy inside."

The words fell.

Gulnazar kept her eyes tightly closed.

Nod heavily.

Jiang Yang's tone was tinged with amusement, and his voice was a little nasal: "Study hard here, don't miss home, and don't be stingy with money. Your parents can support you back home... Go, don't look back, Dad will be here watching you enter the school gate."

Jiang Yang spoke his last sentence very softly.

Gulnazar's tightly closed eyes trembled as she uttered the words she had once spoken to her father: "Ata, I will definitely become a big star to show you..."

Looking back, when she heard her father say those words that year, she felt a surge of fighting spirit and a youthful, radiant smile. She was happy.

They are determined.

Because a father's expectations are an achievable source of motivation.

The promise I made to my father has now been fulfilled.

But Dad is gone.

"Nazha, open your eyes." Jiang Yang switched back to his original tone.

"okay."

Gulnazar forced a faint smile: "Jiang Yang, your acting is completely off. My dad's way of speaking is nothing like that..."

I just opened my eyes.

Then Jiang Yang pushed open the door and left, leaving Gulinaza alone in the room.

Gulnazar paused in her sentence.

The curve of her lips froze, and her eyelashes began to tremble violently.

Her eyes began to redden, and she bit her lip tightly, unable to utter a word, her shoulders trembling uncontrollably: "Ata, I dress so beautifully now, and I'm often on TV, but you'll never see me again."

Take out your phone.

I opened my dad's WeChat.

The message cannot be sent, showing that the other party's account has been deleted due to long-term inactivity, but the chat history is still there.

My fingers slid up to scroll.

It was a message my father sent her two years ago, before he passed away.

Long, long paragraphs.

She should pay attention to her diet and health.

Remind her that it's getting cold, so she should wear more clothes and not stay up late.

I often forwarded weather forecasts to her.

Her responses were mostly "um", "okay", "I'm busy", "I know".

As she watched, large tears welled up in Gulnazar's eyes and fell onto the floor.

I regret not filming more everyday videos with my dad.

I regret not taking the initiative to reconcile after arguing with my dad.

If she had known that her father only had a few years left to live, her phone's photo album wouldn't be full of selfies, but the photos of her and her father wouldn't be stuck in the pixelated images of a feature phone.

I've become the person my father expected me to be, but he can't see it. I didn't understand this when I was little, but now I do. This is the most painful part of growing up.

I understand how to act out this scene.

The script depicts a scene of parting.

What Jiang Yang just taught was actually acting out loss.

When Zhong Shujia returned from the bathroom, she saw Jiang Yang sitting next to his horse-drawn carriage.

Playing that damn Miracle Nikki game again.

I really don't understand why a boy would like playing dress-up games so much.

That kid must have some kind of twisted sense of humor.

Would Jiang Yang secretly have his personal assistant, Bai Lu, change clothes for him?
"Where's Nazha?" Zhong Shujia asked as she sat down.

"In that room."

Jiang Yang pursed his lips, not even looking up: "I'll be out in a bit."

"Jiang Yang, I'm not trying to be mean, but I'm the director, and now you don't even look at me when you talk to me. When you first came here, you weren't this disrespectful to me."

"What are you saying? You created a hashtag to smear me, and I used it to trend on social media to generate buzz, but you didn't even ask me beforehand."

"You fucking think this is going to stay this way?!"

Zhong Shujia frowned and pursed her lips: "Hurry up, when am I going to send you the clarification video? Don't delay."

"No rush, wait a few more days, until I'm no longer in the spotlight."

"Hey, are you just trying to use this to blackmail me? You're just taking advantage of the fact that I still have some conscience, aren't you? I'm about the same age as your father..."

That’s what I just said.

The door to the next room opened.

Gulnazar stepped out, her steps light and slow: "Director, I'm in character now."

Zhong Shujia turned around and her gaze froze.

Gulnazar stood where the shadow of the eaves met the lamplight, with traces of tears still visible at the corners of her eyes.

What struck Zhong Shujia most was the look in her eyes at that moment.

There is reluctance, love for Akiyama-kun, and regret.

All three emotions are present!
Like a sword that has just been quenched, still fragile with lingering warmth, yet already frozen into frost again.

This contradictory feeling of losing a loved one yet having to maintain composure is precisely the expression Xu Yourong should have when witnessing Qiushan Jun's death.

"Jiang Yang, you've really trained him well..."

Seeing that Jiang Yang was still playing Miracle Nikki, Zhong Shujia snatched Jiang Yang's phone and slammed it face down on the carriage: "Stop playing! I beg you, hurry up and act."

Jiang Yang didn't waste any words.

With his eyes lowered, he instantly entered character mode, replenished his body with some blood, and entered the original shooting area.

Zhong Shujia snatched the megaphone from the executive director again: "Everyone, back to your positions, live filming! Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

I have a feeling.

This was Gulnazar's last scene filmed in Hengdian, and also her first scene with Jiang Yang, who played Qiushan Jun.

This will be the scene that viewers will remember most fondly after the entire series airs. (End of Chapter)