Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

He held Tian Xiwei and gently placed her on the bed.

Jiang Yang was indeed very sleepy. He had returned late last night to help Zhong Shujia film night scenes.

After all, Zhong Shujia helped him release the original audio video, and he spent a lot of money on advertising.

The text mentions the name of the TV series "Fighter of the Destiny".

There's definitely a purpose behind this hype.

It is true that Jiang Yang gained more followers.

There are many interpersonal relationships involved, so last night I stayed up all night helping Zhong Shujia on set. Even for the extras' acting skills, I personally stepped in to help coach them.

I've only slept for two hours since I got back.

He gently wrapped his arms around Tian Xiwei's waist, feeling the warmth of her body wriggling in his embrace. Suddenly, he noticed Tian Xiwei propping herself up on the bed and staring at him. "What are you looking at?" he asked.

"Did you not wash your face before going to bed last night?"

"How did you know? It seems like he brushed his teeth as soon as he came in and forgot to wash his face before lying down on the bed."

Tian Xiwei carefully examined Jiang Yang's face.

The nostrils are oily.

There was a light gray mark on the side of his face. I don't know what it was; it was probably dirt he got on set.

Even some stubble has grown out, and it feels prickly to the touch.

"You need to wash your face so you can sleep more comfortably and it's good for your skin. You go to sleep, I'll wash your face for you."

"No need, that would be too much trouble."

Jiang Yang closed his eyes and muttered something.

He raised one hand to hold Tian Xiwei's neck, and with the other hand pressed Tian Xiwei's head, pulling her into his arms.

It's so comfortable to be able to hold Xiwei while we sleep.

It's soft and fluffy.

"Let go, Jiang Yang."

"Not loose."

"Laozi, the Shu Road Mountain!"

"Fine, I'll loosen the reins. I'm the boss, why would I be afraid of you?"

Just as Jiang Yang let go of her hand, he heard Tian Xiwei rustling as she emerged from under the covers.

He didn't open his eyes.

Too sleepy.

Immediately afterwards, her cheeks became wet.

He then realized that Tian Xiwei had kissed him on the cheek.

Tian Xiwei's soft voice whispered in his ear: "Did those four girls who wrote you love letters ever wash your face?"

Jiang Yang shook his head: "No."

"Didn't your big-breasted ex-girlfriend ever wash your clothes?"

"No."

Jiang Yang mumbled, "Going to sleep, going to sleep, I'm so sleepy."

Tian Xiwei then asked, "Has any girl ever washed your face before?"

"There are two."

Hear the words.

Tian Xi frowned slightly: "Who is it?"

"One is my mother."

"What about one more?"

"It's a leap forward."

"Oh, that doesn't count."

Tian Xi chuckled softly and then gently kissed Jiang Yang's face.

He took Jiang Yang's room key card and went to her room to get wet wipes, face masks, facial cleanser, and other face washing tools, including the face masks.

When I returned to Jiang Yang's room, I saw that Jiang Yang had turned over, the corner of the blanket had fallen to the floor, and he was already asleep.

"You must be so tired on set that you fell asleep so quickly."

Tian Xi carefully prepared the hot water and wet the towel.

Use a warm towel to wipe Jiang Yang's forehead first.

Then the bridge of the nose, and the cheeks.

Try to clean off any dead skin that forms from staying up late.

As she brushed against Jiang Yang's ear, her finger touched something strange.

It's rice grains.

It's stuck to my hair and has become a bit stiff.

"Jiang Yang, you were eating on set, how come you're eating behind your ears?" Tian Xi asked, suppressing a laugh.

There was no response from Jiang Yang.

Only the sound of long, drawn-out breathing could be heard.

"Jiang Yang, the mute."

Tian Xi muttered something.

She lathered the facial cleanser in her palms and applied it to Jiang Yang's face.

He gently slid his fingertips across Jiang Yang's temples.

In the past, when Dad was tired from work and lay on the sofa, this was how Mom would help him relax.

She learned to take care of Jiang Yang in this way.

After applying the face mask to Jiang Yang and washing it off, I felt a sense of accomplishment looking at Jiang Yang's clean and fair face.

Then he crawled into Jiang Yang's blanket.

She just touched the back of Jiang Yang's hand.

Jiang Yang then turned over, leaned his face to the side, and kissed her forehead.

Then he pressed down on her head.

Just as he reached this point, Jiang Yang suddenly woke up with a start.

The person in my arms now isn't Nazha, but Xiwei.

Jiang Yang quickly withdrew his hand and let Xiwei lean against his arm.

“Jiang Yang…”

Tian Xi asked in a soft voice, "Do you even know anything about things in bed?"

There was no response from Jiang Yang.

He was sleeping so soundly.

"I'll teach you next time. I've read a lot of female-oriented novels, some with very explicit content, so I know a lot about them."

Tian Xiwei said this, but for some reason, she became a little nervous.

Toes were gripping the bed sheet.

Seeing that Jiang Yang didn't react, she relaxed a little.

She slowly moved closer to Jiang Yang's Adam's apple, first brushing her nose against it, and then gently kissing it.

Jiang Yang was still unconscious.

She licked it again, seemingly wanting more, and observed Jiang Yang's reaction. Then, holding the back of Jiang Yang's hand, she smiled faintly: "A clueless little virgin."

in the afternoon.

Tian Xiwei came out of the dressing room and got into the RV that the film crew had rented outside.

The RV wasn't as big as the one Lu Han and Gulnazar had.

It has all the basic facilities.

Tian Xiwei noticed the script for "Fighter of the Destiny" spread out on the coffee table.

It is the individual script for the two characters she will be playing, Nan Ke, and Mo Yu, played by Yang Chaoyue.

Yang Chaoyue finished Mo Yu's makeup and styling, and memorized her lines for the next scene.

Holding a chopstick as a sword, he pointed it at Jiang Yang's chest: "You say fate cannot be defied, so why do you go against it? If this star array is destined to devour millions of lives..."

"No."

Jiang Yang interrupted, "Chao Yue, your pauses in your lines are acceptable. During rehearsals and the actual filming, just bring out some emotion, though your movements are a bit stiff."

He grasped Yang Chaoyue's fair wrist.

Chaoyue's hands weren't made up because they were white enough.

When the light shines on it, you can see the fine downy hairs.

Jiang Yang used Yang Chaoyue as a chopstick to gently lift him up, from his chest to his neck: "That's it. There needs to be movement. The audience needs to feel the psychological changes in the character when he says his lines."

Just finished.

Seeing Tian Xiwei get into the car, Jiang Yang turned his head and smiled, "Xiwei's here, let's go over the script again."

Yang Chaoyue immediately snapped out of character and put down his chopsticks: "Xiwei, our first scene together is coming up in a bit, and it'll be a scene between us."

Tian Xi was slightly taken aback.

Take a deep breath.

It's not that I haven't acted before; after all, I played a role in the variety show "Go Fighting!".

But this is a big production. The makeup and styling done in the makeup room just now felt different from the makeup and styling in the Extreme Challenge makeup room.

The makeup is so meticulous.

He went from being an extra to a character with a name and a role.

As I went downstairs, I saw a large number of extras in the stairwell.

The foreground, the special guest, the guards, the maids—they'll all be there to set her up, to highlight her performance.

It would be a lie to say I'm not nervous.

Even in the past few months, whenever I'm with Jiang Yang, I often hear about things in the industry and talk about filming on set.

Even now, I still can't calm down.

I saw Jiang Yang and Chao Yue rehearsing their lines in the car.

There are familiar people among them, especially their own people.

I actually feel safer.

"Chaoyue, have you memorized all the words?" Tian Xi asked.

"Got it. I just finished my makeup too. Yang is helping me rehearse right now. What about you?"

Tian Xi nodded vigorously: "Yes! I can recite it perfectly too."

"Xiwei, are you super nervous right now?" Yang Chaoyue laughed.

"I'm not nervous at all."

"Not nervous at all, just speaking in dialect the whole time," Yang Chaoyue laughed.

dialect?

Tian Xiwei then realized that she had indeed been speaking in dialect.

I've been staying in my hometown for a while now, and my language skills haven't been corrected yet.

In a moment of nervousness, it popped up again.

"I speak the dialect of Chongqing, Chaoyue, you can understand it now?" Tian Xi cleared her throat and switched to standard Mandarin.

"I can understand it. I'm used to it. The dialect of Chongqing is quite easy to understand. It's like the dialect from my hometown, which outsiders aren't used to."

"That's right. Every time I hear you talking to your dad on the phone, and you start speaking in dialect, it sounds like you've become Japanese, spouting some gibberish," Tian Xi said with a smile. They chatted for a few more minutes.

After Tian Xiwei calmed down a bit, Yang Chaoyue got back to the main topic:

"When I first filmed 'A Little Reunion' with Brother Yang, it was the same. I relaxed. With Brother Yang there, even if we didn't act well, the director wouldn't dare to scold us."

"Yep."

Tian Xiwei couldn't help but blurt out in the Chongqing dialect, "What do you mean I'm not afraid? I'm not afraid at all."

She closed the door of the RV.

Then I heard a knock on the door: "Hey, hey, I haven't gotten on the bus yet."

open the door.

Bai Lu, wearing overalls, smiled at Tian Xi outside: "Xi Wei, you've changed your clothes."

"Yes, Marilyn Monroe."

"Marilyn Monroe?"

"Oh, well, Mengyan, your real name is Mengyan Ma, and your stage name is Bailu. I was going to call you Sister Mengyan..."

I heard the sound of a car engine.

Tian Xiwei was too lazy to explain anymore: "Oh, I'm too lazy to say so much, you come up first."

She took Bai Lu's hand and pulled her into the car.

Close the door.

The car drove from Changzheng Road toward Tianducheng.

After passing a few traffic lights, it will take about twenty minutes to reach the filming location.

The three girls sat in a row, chatting about what they would be filming soon.

This was Bai Lu's second meeting with Tian Xiwei.

I saw him once at the hotel at noon.

The two greeted each other very politely.

Bai Lu is not at all shy now, and she talks about what she has learned in various departments of the crew during her time as Jiang Yang's assistant.

Jiang Yang did not get involved.

I lay alone on the sofa opposite, scrolling through my phone.

A message pops up.

I thought it was sent from the film crew.

Upon opening it, I discovered it was sent by the mobile company.

It says:

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May 1, 2016.
Before I knew it, a month had passed since I joined the crew.

This is the third film and television drama she has filmed with Chaoyue.

I've been with Chaoyue for about half a year now.

He tilted his head to look.

Yang Chaoyue wore a narrow-sleeved arrow-patterned robe, and her high ponytail was braided with a silver wig.

It's like an eternity.

Just like that little girl in the borrowed chiffon dress at Starbucks yesterday, today she can sit confidently in the crew's trailer, wearing Mo Yu's costume from "Fighter of the Destiny," teaching Xi Wei, who just joined the crew, some things to be careful about, and chatting about some private topics with the eccentric Bai Lu. When she gets to the set, she'll probably be able to chat and laugh with Zhong Shujia without any stage fright.

unconsciously.

The changes are truly remarkable.

I myself have also changed a lot.

Time flies like an arrow, and waits for no one.

He pushed Yang Chaoyue, moving forward with time.

Yang Chaoyue pulled him along, moving backwards through time.

"Brother Yang, what are you looking at?" Yang Chaoyue noticed Jiang Yang's gaze, looked up and smiled.

"look at you."

"What's so interesting about me?"

Jiang Yang said without any politeness, "Yeah, you ugly bastard."

Yang Chaoyue laughed loudly, pointed at Jiang Yang, his thighs stiffening: "Say that again!"

"Okay, okay, not ugly, but beautiful."

"You bastard!! I can't argue with you."

Yang Chaoyue stood up, grabbed the unfinished savory pancake from the table, and stuffed it into Jiang Yang's mouth to shut him up.

Bai Lu watched from the side, pouting.

She whispered to Tian Xiwei, "What kind of nonsense are these two bastards spouting? They don't even try to hide it from us, they're talking about whether Chaoyue's vagina is beautiful or ugly. Xiwei, I don't believe they're not having an affair."

"impossible."

Tian Xi smiled and said firmly, "You haven't been Jiang Yang's assistant for very long. I've known Jiang Yang for a long time. Jiang Yang is all talk and no action; he's still a virgin."

Virgin?

Bai Lu did not continue on this topic.

Because I knew that if I continued talking, I would cross Jiang Yang's bottom line and lose my job.

Is Jiang Yang still just spouting empty words?

They've been using Nazha as a target for sex, and they've been doing it for several nights.

The innocent boss you see is actually a lecherous scoundrel behind the scenes.

The most insulting thing is...

That lecherous bastard even made up his mind not to sleep with her.

While it made her feel at ease, it also made her feel a little ashamed.

The RV drove to the entrance of the filming area, the driver showed his ID to the gatekeeper, and the barrier gate was raised.

Arrived on the set.

The on-site producer is adjusting the positioning of the extras.

After getting off the RV, Tian Xiwei followed Jiang Yang toward the main filming area, first going to chat with the director for a few words as a way of saying hello.

If it were other actors, Chung Shu-chia would talk to them more, telling them how to act next, the camera angles, and the direction of the lighting.

But Tian Xiwei works for Jiangyang Company.

No need to do that.

Jiang Yang will definitely teach him.

"Sure enough, once Jiang Yang starts teaching the artists in his own company, he stops worrying about money with me."

Zhong Shujia sat in the monitor booth, watching Jiang Yang explain the positioning requirements for the upcoming scenes to Yang Chaoyue and Tian Xiwei on set.

He watched silently.

Tell the staff around them to leave the area clear so as not to disturb the three of them.

The footage captured by the main camera is very clear because it's a close-up shot.

Zhong Shujia carefully examined Tian Xiwei and Yang Chaoyue's outfits.

"Both of the artists from Jiangyang Company are quite good-looking in their period costumes."

Don't even think about it.

Jiang Yang definitely interfered with Yang Chaoyue and Tian Xiwei's makeup and styling.

Tian Xiwei's cat-like round face can pull off the ancient style hairstyle, and her slightly protruding cheekbones are softened by Jiang Yang's sideburns.

Jiang Yang drew Yang Chaoyue's eyeliner to be longer.

I didn't apply all the eyelashes; I only applied a few clumps at the tips.

On the contrary, it makes their eyes seem to tell a story.

Let's rehearse the scene a few times first.

After rehearsing the lines and explaining the characters' inner thoughts to Tian Xiwei and Yang Chaoyue, we'll start filming the next take.

"Jiang Yang, do you think I can act well?"

Tian Xiwei clutched the corner of her clothes, looked at Jiang Yang and asked a question, then glanced at the main camera in the middle of the street, the side camera, and the camera at the second-floor window.

Three cameras were used to capture the scene in close-up, medium shot, and long shot.

The extras, acting as background figures, can start moving around at any time.

Before Jiang Yang could respond, Tian Xiwei took a deep breath, grabbed Jiang Yang's hand, held it tightly, and said to herself, "I can do it, I definitely can."

I felt the force coming from my hand.

She noticed Jiang Yang was holding her hand tightly: "Xiwei."

Their eyes met.

Jiang Yang simply called her name, nodded slightly, and said simply, "It doesn't matter if the filming is bad. When Chao Yue was filming 'A Little Reunion,' he had to do more than ten takes for the first scene."

"real or fake?"

"Really, you can ask Chaoyue if you don't believe me."

Jiang Yang had just finished speaking.

Wearing a long dress, Yang Chaoyue raised her hand and slapped Jiang Yang's butt: "You're exaggerating, Brother Yang! You only filmed the first scene five times. You can't spread rumors about me just to comfort Xiwei!"

The words fell.

Tian Xi smiled slightly, feeling relieved.

Yang Chaoyue's shrill voice made all the extras on the street laugh.

"Give me some face, give me some face, let me make a leap forward."

"No."

"Just wait and see how I get my hands on you!"

"Then I'll lie down and let you do whatever you want."

Bai Lu jogged over and snapped a still of Tian Xiwei from the show: "Xiwei, good luck on your first scene!"

"Mmm! Sister Marilyn."

I called it wrong again.

When people are nervous, they really do tend to call people by the wrong names.

Bai Lu smiled awkwardly and didn't correct Tian Xiwei. She decided to wait until after filming this scene to decide. She could either have Xiwei call her Bai Lu or Meng Yan.

Calling her Marilyn Monroe feels a bit strange.

Jiang Yang has already finished his painting.

Bai Lu had just returned to the empty room next door when she heard the assistant director shouting through a megaphone: "Alright, extras, get in position! Put away all the things that will cause a blunder, like the small electric fan and cell phones. We're going to shoot for real this time!"

"Three, two! One! Extras, move! Don't look at the camera! Action!"

Everyone is watching her; she can't let Jiang Yang down... Tian Xiwei slowly raised her head and stared at Yang Chaoyue in front of her.

Bai Lu took a small electric fan out of her bag, turned it on, and prepared to blow air.

My fingers paused for a moment.

His gaze fell on Tian Xiwei.

It was obvious that Tian Xiwei was fully immersed in her role at that moment.

Because Xiwei's eyes changed. (End of Chapter)