Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

Jiang Yang arrived at the film set in the crew's van and saw that the lights had already been set up in the empty room.

All departments are estimated to be in place.

"Haochun, do you think these guys from the crew arrived so early, or did they not leave at all last night?" Jiang Yang yawned and asked Liu Haochun next to him.

It got hot shortly after dawn.

By early May, it was already hot enough to wear short sleeves.

Now it's May 20th, and the crew members who were helping the photography team carry tripods are all wearing vests.

Filming on set is tiring, but time always seems to fly by.

The main issue is the high-intensity pace of filming.

Wearing makeup for extended periods.

Even if it's so hot in May that you can only wear a tank top, the actors still have to wear unbreathable period costumes.

Maintaining the shape alone is physically demanding.

Getting up early for makeup, rehearsing scenes repeatedly, waiting for long periods on set, rehearsing lines, and the mental strain of developing emotions—time flies by without you even realizing it.

Liu Haochun looked out the window at the arranged street scene and remained silent.

Yang Chaoyue's voice came from the back row: "The teachers in the dressing room arrived even earlier. It seems they arrived at the dressing room at three o'clock today."

Yang Chaoyue continued, "Last week, do you remember, Brother Yang, it was the two of us, and Xiwei, playing mahjong for the first time. The next day, when we were filming, we were filming late into the night, and all the extras and special guests just lay down on the floor to sleep."

Yang Chaoyue recalled the scene that day and clicked his tongue in amazement: "As soon as the door opened, a whole bunch of people collapsed asleep. Those who knew would understand that this was a film set, but those who didn't would think they had entered a drug den."

"Where did you come from?"

Jiang Yang turned around and said, "Didn't you say you weren't supposed to have any scenes today?"

Unlike Jiang Yang and Liu Haochun, Yang Chaoyue didn't change into ancient costume.

She was wearing casual clothes.

Her hair was casually tied in a ponytail.

He had been dozing in the back of the van, but when he heard Jiang Yang speak and realized they were on set, he groggily sat up and said, "Haochun is filming his last scene today, so I came to check it out."

After finishing speaking.

Yang Chaoyue thought about it for a moment.

If it were Xiwei's character who finished filming, would she come to see it if she could sleep in?
High probability is not.

Needless to say, Sister Meng and Sister Nazha are also excellent.

We are friends.

But if it doesn't involve any interests, there's no need to make a special trip.

Hao Chun is different.

I was able to give her the song "Calorie," but I have to admit that Hao Chun's acting talent is higher than hers. In the future, if Yang Ge gives Hao Chun more roles than she can handle, maybe he can allocate some to her.

She had previously been tempted by a director to open her own studio, but she refused without hesitation.

It wasn't just loyalty to Jiang Yang.

Another very important reason is that neither Zhong Shujia nor Guo Jianyong knew Jiang Yang's art exam scores or his academic scores.

If I had known, I probably wouldn't have talked to her about this at all.

He ranked first in all the entrance exams for the Beijing Dance Academy, Beijing Film Academy, Central Academy of Drama, and Shanghai Theatre Academy.

He scored almost full marks in academic subjects.

His acting skills were superb. When the college entrance examination results were released, Jiang Yang had two notable works and two songs.

If his academic performance can make him the top student in the province.

Yang Chaoyue had no idea what this meant.

But you can sense that from that moment on, Yang will have access to a great many resources.

"Where are Xiwei and Bailu?" Jiang Yang asked.

Jiang Yang saw right through Yang Chaoyue's little scheme.

No profit can not afford to be early.

Before, when I bought him breakfast, if I asked her to buy a seven-yuan steamed bun, she would secretly skimp on the money by one yuan.

"Those two are heartless. I don't know if they lost at mahjong last night, they were sleeping like mad. Let me tell you, Xiwei was really upset last night. She was playing three-player mahjong in her hometown of Chongqing, and she didn't win a single hand. Hahaha, after work, we're going to karaoke, she's treating."

"Well."

Jiang Yang responded.

Hao Chun finished filming, and Xi Wei treated everyone to a celebratory meal, but he, as the boss, didn't contribute a single cent.

Seeing Hao Chun staring blankly out the window.

Jiang Yang did not disturb him.

Very normal.

After all, this was the first time filming his final scene, and it was a role with a significant amount of screen time.

Last year, Chao Yue played a minor role as a beggar on a variety show and cried his eyes out. Guli Nazha called via video call, her tone languid, and chatted with Jiang Yang about going back to her hometown soon and taking him to Urumqi for a trip.

Because after filming in Hengdian is completed, the crew will have a period of rest.

Then we'll go to other scenic spots in other places.

Jiang Yang felt something was off. How could he train Nazha at someone else's house? It was heartless.

Fortunately, he was never a very kind person to begin with.

Wait until the vehicle slows down.

The buzzing of generator trucks could already be heard outside the film set.

Liu Haochun stared blankly outside.

The morning mist, carrying the dampness of early summer, clung to the car window, making the glass feel cool. If you reached out and wiped it, your fingertips would be covered with a thin layer of moisture.

It's just dawn.

The pale blue light of dawn had not yet broken through the morning mist, but the air was already tinged with a bit of heat, the stuffiness unique to a May morning. I opened the car window and inhaled the pungent smell of roadside grass and soil mixed together.

Today might be the last time she comes to the set.

Will you come back after filming wraps up?
Will not.

I need to go back to class to prepare for the college entrance examination.

Even if she doesn't have to attend classes, she probably won't come to the set again after her scenes are over.

It's not that the production crew didn't welcome them.

On the contrary, she knew the staff would greet her with smiles.

Zhong Shujia and Jiang Yang would call out to her, "Haochun, sit a little longer."

Chaoyue would pull her aside to chat while eating sunflower seeds.

But when that time really comes, she probably won't be able to take that step and won't be able to find a reason to stay here.

I envy Bailu, who can bring a small stool and sit on the set all day even if she has nothing to do, comfortably blending into the mundane yet lively daily life of the film crew.

I envy Chaoyue, who can lie down all day without any worries, without having to think about what he should do, and without being afraid of being useless.

I also envy Xiwei. She'll definitely be able to stick with Jiang Yang even after filming wraps up, and she won't feel like she's superfluous.

But she can't.

It's like there's an invisible string taut deep inside.

As long as she stops filming, doesn't look through her academic notes, doesn't practice dancing, and doesn't do anything useful, this feeling will tug at her nerves, making her feel indebted.

I dare not relax with a clear conscience.

She knew the idea was silly, but she couldn't change it.

After getting off the car, the three walked towards the rest area.

Liu Haochun saw Jiang Yang holding up his phone, video chatting with Gulnazar about her recent endorsement of the Han Shu brand.

On the screen, Nazha's face had only had half of her makeup removed, and there was still a bit of shimmer from the makeup remover at the corners of her eyes.

Judging from the background, it's inside a hotel.

When asked by Yang Chaoyue what it felt like to shoot an endorsement advertisement, he replied...

Naza laughed at the screen: "Chaoyue, you have no idea, we filmed that ad until late at night. The lights were so hot that my face was almost peeling. The brand had very high requirements, mainly because they insisted on shooting those close-up shots. I was speechless. I had layers and layers of foundation, and the setting powder puffs were so thick that my nose was blocked. The makeup artist was pressing the powder puffs directly onto my face..."

Yang Chaoyue listened with great interest, taking in every word Gulina said.

Gulnazar may complain, but she may still vent.

She said she didn't dare to eat anything indiscriminately and had to control her weight in order to film this advertisement.

But every single word he uttered was brimming with money.

When will she be able to earn money from endorsements?

All told, the song "Calories" has brought her more than 200,000 yuan in revenue, which hasn't been settled into her account yet, but it's only a matter of time.

But it certainly doesn't earn as much as Gulnazar earns from endorsing cosmetics.

The effort was the same, but the rewards were worlds apart.

It would be a lie to say I'm not envious; in fact, this envy carries a hint of sourness.

She also hoped that one day she could complain to Jiang Yang, "Brother Yang, this commercial shoot was really tiring."

Jiang Yang would then say, "Then we'll give the next ad to someone else."

She immediately retorted, "Impossible! I'm just destined to suffer. If you're so capable, arrange a few more for me!"

She can endure the same nights that Gulnazar can.

Can Nazha achieve the confidence she has earned, even if she works herself to death?
It definitely can!

With Yang Ge around, he won't mistreat her.

Yang Chaoyue forced a smile, leaned closer to the camera, and said in a lighthearted tone, "Sister Nazha, you've had it so tough!" (End of Chapter)