Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

Ming and Qing Palaces.

Bai Lu received a message from Meng Ziyi.

Two words.

["OK."]
Bai Lu felt more at ease.

Meng Ziyi is older than Chao Yuexi and Wei Haochun, so she should have more social experience and should be able to see through Jiang Yang's disguise.

During this period, I had more contact with Meng Ziyi.

Because Jiang Yang always went to the set of "God of War Zhao Zilong".

Sometimes Guo Jianyong would call her over, and sometimes she would go to instruct Meng Ziyi on acting skills.

They squeezed 100,000 from Meng Ziyi in total.

As Jiang Yang's assistant, she spent most of her time with him, helping him coordinate his schedule. When Jiang Yang had scenes to film, she had to arrive at the set early to help him plan his time.

Jiang Yang also had to wear his costume, power bank, water bottle, and so on.

Simply put.

Even if Jiang Yang asked her to buy a set, she had to obediently do so.

At worst, after buying it for Jiang Yang, I'll just call him a "pervert!"

Jiang Yang would then curse her: "Even if you're a pervert, I won't sleep with you!"

The phone vibrates.

I received a message from Meng Ziyi.

Bai Lu opened the message and found it was a voice message, but it was Jiang Yang's voice: ["Focus on your filming, concentrate..."]
He wouldn't listen to what she said after that.

Bai Lu's heart skipped a beat.

Suddenly, she understood why Jiang Yang had just shared his location with her.

It was clear that Jiang Yang was in the hotel.

She sat on a small stool on the outskirts of the film set.

The filming location for "God of War Zhao Zilong" is here, and they are currently filming Yang Chaoyue's special scenes.

Through Jiang Yang's connections.

She's also in this group, with a guest role.

It wasn't added temporarily.

Instead, they replaced the original guest stars.

Tian Xiwei is on the set of "Fighter of the Destiny". That's the Warring States City.

Large-scale productions like God of War Zhao Zilong typically involve multiple filming crews, which is indeed costly, but it saves on filming efficiency, so overall it's profitable.

Bai Lu was wearing her usual overalls, her hair in a ponytail, with a few strands of bangs hanging down her forehead. She stared at her phone for a few seconds, lost in thought.

Sigh.

Come to your senses.

Everything is too late.

"I'm really fed up. Jiang Yang, that old lecher, it's not enough that he sleeps with the actresses in his own group, he also calls the actresses from other groups to his room..." Bai Lu muttered.

Yang Chaoyue's voice suddenly rang out from behind: "Bai Lu, what's wrong with Brother Yang?"

Look back.

Yang Chaoyue had not yet removed her ancient costume makeup, with a small silver hairpin in her hair and wearing a light blue gauze costume.

There were still bits of grass stuck to the hem of his clothes from the photoshoot, and a thin layer of sweat glistened on his forehead.

I just finished filming some intense scenes.

The props crew is pushing a trolley into the inner perimeter of the set to add artificial flowers and wooden ornaments to the set.

Several lighting technicians squatted on the ground adjusting the light positions.

In the rest area a little further away, two makeup assistants were waiting with powder puffs and lip gloss. When they saw Yang Chaoyue stop, they raised their hands and waved in her direction, indicating that she would come over to touch up her makeup later.

Yang Chaoyue replied to the makeup artist, "I'll be there in a bit."

Done.

He quickly walked a few steps toward Bai Lu and said, "Bai Lu, after I finish filming my next scene, you'll be on set. The director told you not to go too far and to come over anytime."

"Oh, okay, I'll go right away."

"Wait a minute, there's no rush."

Yang Chaoyue pulled Bai Lu back, leaned forward, and frowned: "I just heard you muttering something. What do you think is wrong with Yang Ge? Is he not feeling well? What do you think Yang Ge was doing in the hotel room?"

What?

Is this something I can say?

Now your brother Yang is sweating, and your sister Meng has saliva in her creases.

Whether Yang Chaoyue knew about this or not is not important.

The important thing is that once Jiang Yang finds out that she told Chao Yue about this and crossed Jiang Yang's bottom line, he will definitely fire her without hesitation.

The special role that Jiang Yang had worked so hard to get is now gone.

Bai Lu spoke frankly: "What else can your brother Yang do? He's about to take the college entrance exam and he's taking classes. He just watches courses taught by famous teachers online. Didn't Jiang Yang tell you to study more before?"

"Really? I don't believe it."

Yang Chaoyue thought for a moment and said, "I've never watched Brother Yang study."

"He didn't study in private, so how can his grades be so good? He's a genius."

"Yes, my brother Yang is truly a genius, but I'm not bad either, at least in math. There are some problems that my brother can't solve, but I can."

Which questions?

"This is it."

Yang Chaoyue plopped halfway down on the small stool and pulled Bai Lu down to sit as well: "You still remember those high school math concepts, right?"

"I remember, the Pythagorean theorem, sine and cosine, and stuff like that."

“I can prove this, but Yang Ge can’t.”

Yang Chaoyue took out paper and pen from his bag and wrote down a line: How to prove that the three sides of an equilateral triangle are not equal.

Bai Lu paused, taken aback.

She didn't understand, but was deeply shocked.

After Chaoyue's scenes were filmed, Bai Lu was already sitting in the corner on a folding chair, having finished her makeup and hair.

The makeup assistant next to her was squatting on the ground, carefully wiping away the excess glitter under her eyes with a cotton swab, muttering, "Sister Lu, have you memorized your lines? Do you need me to go over them with you?"

"Okay, okay, I'll go over it again. Thank you, thank you." Bai Lu took out her solo script.

"You're welcome. Jiang Yang took good care of me on set. When we shoot close-ups later, don't look too fierce in your eyes. A gentler look will better reflect the character's state of mind at the end."

The stagehands, who were not far away, were already carrying equipment and heading out.

It slid down and rubbed against the ground, making a rustling sound.

Some people carried heavy lamp stands on their shoulders, sweat pouring down their foreheads and jawlines, only to be quickly wiped away.

The lighting technician was climbing a ladder to adjust the softbox, shouting out the distance to move it.

The apprentices below quickly responded, frantically pushing the stand, afraid of knocking over the prop boxes piled up next to them.

Finally, Guo Jianyong shouted at the top of his lungs, "Okay, cut! Perfect! Chaoyue, with your acting skills now, Jiang Yang doesn't need to supervise and train you anymore. Take some time these next few days to come over from your 'Fighter of the Destiny' and film a few more scenes. Your special role with me is about to be taken offline."

Yang Chaoyue wiped the sweat from his forehead, strode to the director's monitoring area, stared at the screen watching the playback, and said without the slightest hesitation: "I need Brother Yang. Back when I didn't even dare to look at the camera, it was Brother Yang who stayed up all night with me to rehearse my lines and helped me get audition opportunities. I will always need Brother Yang."

Guo Jianyong nodded, tapped the monitor frame with his fingertip, and praised earnestly: "That makes sense."

He laughed and said, "I asked Wang Jun to show me some of your scenes from when you first started filming 'A Little Reunion,' especially your first scene. Your eyes were all wandering back then. Now you've managed to bring out the spirit of the character in 'Fighter of the Destiny.' You know what I mean, right? That kind of tenacity where you're clearly wronged but still hold on. You've captured it perfectly."

While chatting with Chao Yue, Guo Jianyong didn't forget to keep an eye on the film set.

Pause.

He turned and waved to the stagehands, instructing, "Quickly push the track car to the next scene, don't delay Bailu's scene."

After saying that, he moved closer to Yang Chaoyue.

His voice was lowered, carrying a hint of casual probing, sounding both casual and serious: "Seriously, haven't you thought about opening your own studio? Taking on roles yourself would at least be more comfortable, don't you think?" "I'll go with Brother Yang." Yang Chaoyue's gaze was still on the playback screen, his tone flat.

"It's not about getting rid of him."

Guo Jianyong leaned closer, his breath almost touching Yang Chaoyue's ear, "Go under Jiang Yang's company and open your own studio. Then I can reserve the lead and second lead roles for you in several of my big projects. You can contact him privately, and no one will know. It's not easy for you to make it now. You know Jiang Yang's company; their resources are limited. If you follow him, you'll get less of a share and more restrictions. Are you stupid?"

As he said this, he glanced at the busy crowd around him.

But my heart was filled with memories of the past.

He had a similar opportunity when he first started out as a stuntman.

On one side was his mentor who brought him into the industry, and on the other side were the resources that could propel him to instant success.

How should I choose?
He ultimately chose the latter.

To be honest, I feel guilty towards my mentor, but mostly I am eager for a better future.

In this line of work, who doesn't want to climb the ladder and do better?

When I first entered this industry, I never imagined that I would eventually become a great director like "Fighter of the Destiny".

At that time, I was still a martial arts apprentice.

He studied under his first master in Hong Kong for several years, breaking his nose was a frequent occurrence. Finally, he became Jet Li's stunt double and managed to gain some fame.

After accumulating rich experience in martial arts filming, he began to transition into martial arts choreographer.

He was involved in the productions of "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer", "Against the Blade of Honour", and "Kiss of the Dragon".

This year, he finally had the opportunity to direct a big-budget production like "God of War Zhao Yun".

No one can say for sure what the future holds.

Making the most of the moment is the most important thing.

Jiangyang's company is too loosely organized.

Friends are friends, and interests are interests.

Perhaps after Yang Chaoyue becomes famous, she will want to leave Jiangyang.

Similar things happen all the time in this industry.

Since that's the case, why not leave an opportunity for cooperation with Yang Chaoyue?

Anyway, we're not going to sign a contract with Yang Chaoyue.

Taking advantage of Yang Chaoyue's young age and inexperience, who may not be able to resist temptation.

He looked at Yang Chaoyue, wanting to help the girl but also somewhat envying her undiminished purity.

Before Guo Jianyong could finish speaking, Yang Chaoyue gently interrupted him.

She turned to look at Bai Lu not far away, her voice not loud but firm: "I don't understand anything, I only know that when I couldn't afford to eat last year, it was Yang Ge in that Starbucks in Songjiang District of Shanghai who gave me a chance and said that I could do it. Anyway, wherever he goes, I go, and that will never change."

"Chaoyue, nothing lasts forever, except money. What's wrong with making more money so your family can live a better life? Look at me now, I'm a big director, but I used to treat my mentor the same way..."

Before Guo Jianyong could finish speaking...

Yang Chaoyue interrupted again.

She ignored Guo Jianyong and waved to Bai Lu, calling out, "Bai Lu, time to change scenes! Your scene is a key one, you've memorized your lines, right?"

Yang Chaoyue's attitude was made perfectly clear.

Guo Jianyong was not given another chance to speak.

Guo Jianyong was stunned for a moment, then laughed a few times, patted Yang Chaoyue on the shoulder, and his tone returned to its usual cheerfulness, as if what he had just said was really just a joke: "Chaoyue, I was just saying, just giving you some advice from someone who's been there, don't take it to heart."

"I understand, it was just a joke."

Yang Chaoyue smiled, his eyes showing a clear understanding: "I won't tell Brother Yang."

"Yes, yes, don't tell him."

Guo Jianyong quickly replied, but felt a little uneasy.

I admire the girl's loyalty and devotion to Jiang Yang, but I also think she's a bit foolish.

But this foolishness is somewhat like something he lost back then.

He added, "Your brother Yang is a petty person. He doesn't want you to talk to him because he's afraid he'll overthink it."

Bai Lu had already stood up, finished rehearsing her lines with her makeup assistant, and was running over with her skirt sweeping the ground.

The crew has already set up the equipment for the next scene.

The lighting technician was squatting on the ground adjusting the lights, while the props team was setting up teacups on the table next to him.

This kind of large-scale production is very particular about details; even the angle of the rim of the cup is repeatedly adjusted.

Bai Lu entered the shooting area and first took a series of photos of the distant views.

She stood by the window, the wind blowing through her hair, and delivered her three-hundred-word line with remarkable fluency.

When it should be light, it's like a sigh; when it should be heavy, it's like a sob. Every pause is perfectly timed to the right emotional point.

Guo Jianyong stared at the monitor: "This girl's progress is ridiculously fast."

He had talked to Bai Lu before.

Before she met Jiang Yang, she was a candidate for SM Entertainment.

She spoke Korean fluently and practiced dancing all day long, but she was still eliminated in the end.

Then there are Taobao models.

He took on orders sporadically, one at a time.

Finally, even the extras' permits were processed.

If I hadn't met Jiang Yang, I might have been squatting at the entrance of the film set every day waiting for a chance, and maybe I would only be able to film one scene a day and earn a few dozen yuan.

Isn't this just like myself back then?

A pang of sadness welled up in Guo Jianyong's heart.

When he first entered the industry, he would get up early every day to practice the basics, afraid of being fired for making even the slightest mistake. He knew all too well the feeling of struggling at the bottom and longing for an opportunity.

"Even if Bai Lu hadn't met Jiang Yang, she would have stood out sooner or later."

He murmured to himself, his eyes full of approval: "Give her even the slightest chance, and she'll seize it and shine."

Just like when the film and television industry was just starting out in Hong Kong, didn't they all go through this process when they plunged in headfirst?

Times have changed.

Like Zhong Shujia, he seized the opportunity to come to the mainland to find a better way out.

Just like he had just guided Yang Chaoyue to seize the opportunity, leave Jiangyang, and have better cooperation with him in the future.

Yang Chaoyue's salary is low, but he can also give Yang Chaoyue better roles.

Everyone can make money.

A win-win situation.

People always want me to strive for higher goals, don't they?

Yang Chaoyue doesn't understand now, but he will understand later, so there's no rush.

Nothing lasts forever.

Human nature has always been like this.

"Alright, Bailu, we're about to start filming. Your lines were very good; now you just need to get the right emotions. Get ready, we're about to start filming. Everyone, quiet!!! Don't disturb Teacher Bailu!!"

moment.

The entire film set fell silent.

Bai Lu lowered her eyes, staring at the ground, trying her best to get into character.

Yang Chaoyue ran to the side and typed a message for Jiang Yang: [“Brother Yang, that bastard Guo Jianyong, let’s just put him in a burlap sack and throw him in the river sometime… What are you doing? I don’t know what’s wrong with Sister Meng. We agreed to go to an escape room together when I’m free, but she hasn’t replied to my messages yet. I wonder what she’s busy with.”]
The message was sent.

I waited for a while but didn't receive a reply.

Yang Chaoyue glanced back.

Bai Lu was trying to get into character and couldn't be disturbed. She walked to the edge of the set and noticed that it was getting dark.

Arriving at the constantly humming generator truck, he made a video call to Jiang Yang. (End of Chapter)