Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

"That's how shooting commercials is; the requirements are very high. Fortunately, the shooting time is not long. You'll understand later."

"Will I be able to get endorsements in the future?"

"Yes, definitely! You've got a good boss."

"Hehe, that's right, that's right, Brother Yang is awesome."

Yang Chaoyue linked arms with Jiang Yang, her heart surging with an uncontainable longing.

Seeing the people around me doing well, I secretly resolved to work hard.

I long for the day when I can have the right to complain like Gulnazar.

Only when you earn enough money do you have the right to complain about how hard your work is.

During the two months I spent in Hengdian, I encountered the same crew members.

The heads of the various teams—lighting directors, photography directors, art directors—often say with a smile, "Damn, we get a break after this project, it's so exhausting! We're like dead people."

The new apprentice dared not complain in front of others.

How dare a newcomer complain about being tired?
Immediately someone will say, "If you can do it, do it; if you can't, settle the bill and leave."

To put it bluntly, this is simply a difference in confidence.

fortunately.

This is just her first step forward, not the entirety of her journey.

Liu Haochun heard Nazha say, "Haochun, Chaoyue, Jiangyang, I'm just venting to you guys, but don't tell anyone else."

He heard Nazha call his name.

Liu Haochun quickly poked his head out and said confidently, "Sister Nazha, I won't leak anything."

Hearing Hao Chun's serious expression, Gulina chuckled: "I know, I know, I trust you, Hao Chun. You don't need to be so serious; you're making me nervous."

Yang Chaoyue laughed and said, "I didn't hear anything."

"Nazha, you should be glad that the three of us are here and Bailu isn't," Jiang Yang said. "Otherwise, even Mai Mai would know that you were complaining about how tiring it was to film the Han Shu ad."

"Bai Lu? Who is Bai Lu?"

Gulnazar paused, the name seemed vaguely familiar.

Mai Mai knew who it was; it was Zhao Jinmai.

I haven't met her in real life, but I've heard Yang Chaoyue say that she's a girl with a childlike personality, and her personality is very different in private from her on-screen personality, just like her.

"That's my assistant. You forgot? Speaking of which, you and Bai Lu have both acted in two dramas together, 'Fighter of the Destiny' and 'God of War Zhao Yun.' Bai Lu played special roles in both. They've both been killed recently."

"Oh, White Dew."

Gulnazar smiled and said, "I remember now. I have an impression of her. Like Hao Chun, she's not very tall, but her skin is very fair."

Liu Haochun tilted his head when he heard her name.

Was Nazha saying that she's short and that her skin isn't fair?

Liu Haochun smiled and said, "Hmm... that seems to be true."

She didn't go over; she just followed silently.

His mind wasn't on the topics of conversation among the group.

It just felt like a coincidence.

Today is my birthday, and also the day I wrapped up filming my first role in such a big-budget production.

Suddenly, someone with a Shaanxi accent said:
"I turned on the lights late last night, and my eyelids were so tired that they were stuck together."

"I'm exhausted. After finishing this group, I need to rest for half a month before taking on any more work."

Liu Haochun looked towards the entrance of the street.

Several early-arriving stagehands squatted by the roadside, their steaming buns still warm, revealing glistening green fillings through the bites.

This is basically what the film crew eats for breakfast.

Sometimes it's plain steamed buns, sometimes it's stuffed dumplings, eaten with porridge and eggs.

It's obvious that these crew members were filming a night scene last night and haven't finished their shift yet; they've been working until now.

The weariness in his voice was palpable.

Just like when she used to get up early to attend morning self-study sessions at school.

I was still feeling heavy and half-asleep, but my feet were already in the classroom, and I couldn't dawdle any longer.

Suddenly, Gulina said, "By the way, did you know that today is May 520th, Zhou Ye's birthday?"

"Yes, I know. I sent a message to Zhou Ye," Jiang Yang replied.

Yang Chaoyue glanced at Liu Haochun.

I wanted to say that today is also Hao Chun's birthday, but I didn't say it. Instead, I replied, "Sister Nazha, you still remember Ye Zi."

"Yes, I really like her. Last weekend I video chatted with her and found out she was delivering food. I was stunned. Her family is clearly well-off."

"Delivering takeout?" Jiang Yang almost thought he had misheard.

"How dare you say that, Jiang Yang? Wasn't it all because of your influence? You said that if Zhou Ye wanted to become an actor, he had to see the plight of ordinary people..."

Gulnazar didn't finish her sentence.

Jiang Yang interrupted, "No, she really did go to deliver food because of me."

"Well, Jiang Yang, you're really something. It breaks my heart to see you like this," Gu Lina muttered. Jiang Yang thought about it for a moment and realized that this really did sound like something Zhou Ye would do.

I suddenly wanted to become an actor, so I switched to an arts program in my senior year of high school.

She followed him to Beiping, where he took her to various places to see the lives of the rich and the ordinary. Realizing her shortcomings, she went directly to work as a food delivery worker, going to every corner of the city to see how people lived.

Then again.

Jiang Yang never understood why Gulnazar favored Zhou Ye so much.

Liu Haochun lowered her head slightly and remained silent until she heard Gulnazar call out to her, "Haochun, are you familiar with Zhou Ye?"

"Well... we're not really that close. We chat in the group chat, but in real life, Zhou Ye and I haven't met much."

"If we chat online, then we're familiar with each other. Remember to wish Zhou Sheng a happy birthday! She works very hard and puts in a lot of effort to become a good actress in the future."

Liu Haochun was taken aback.

He nodded vigorously: "Okay, Sister Nazha, I will."

"Then I'll thank you on Zhou Ye's behalf."

"It's nothing."

Liu Haochun smiled.

He took out his phone and sent Zhou Ye a message: ["Happy birthday, Zhou Ye."]
"Nazha, is that a script on your bedside table?" Jiang Yang suddenly asked.

"Yes, they were sent by the company, and they let me choose."

"Is there a suitable role for Zhou Ye?" Jiang Yang asked with a smile.

in the screen.

Gulina was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said, "It's not that easy. I often talk to Zhou Ye and I know her very well. Zhou Ye has a strong personality. In fact, you can't understand the life of an ordinary person just by running around for a few days. But that's Zhou Ye. She plunges headlong into life, without being picky or avoiding it. She's like the weeds on the street. She looks soft, but her roots are deep. If there's a role like that, I will definitely recommend it to Zhou Ye."

Hearing what Gulnazar said, Jiang Yang understood.

It was all just polite talk.

I missed the opportunity when Gulnazar was still a student and easily fooled.

You can tell that Nazha has a good impression of Zhou Ye.

But they weren't foolish enough to actually give the resources to Zhou Ye.

They walked towards the actors' rest area, which had been set up by the stage crew.

I chatted with Gulnazar in a casual way.

Liu Haochun put his phone away, his hands hanging down, his palms slightly cold.

Her breathing was light and slow, conveying a sense of detachment as if she didn't want to be noticed.

Hearing everyone still talking about their birthdays, she lowered her head slightly and listened quietly.

Everyone's attention was on Zhou Ye.

The story revolves around Zhou Ye's naive decision to become a food delivery driver in order to understand life.

Liu Haochun felt a mixture of envy and bitterness.

I admire Zhou Ye's courage; he dared to abandon everything comfortable and go out into the rough, real world.

The bittersweet thing is that her birthday coincided with Zhou Ye's, and nobody remembered her.

Suddenly I felt a warmth in my palm.

Yang Chaoyue reached out and covered her hand: "Haochun, why are your hands so cold?"

"Are you cold? Are you alright?"

"Let me warm your hands for you, they're hot."

Liu Haochun replied softly, "Okay, Chaoyue."

Yang Chaoyue covered Liu Haochun's hand and leaned his cheek closer, startling Liu Haochun, who shrank back and asked, "Chaoyue, what are you doing?"

"Haha, I'm dying of laughter if I don't kiss you. You were so scared by Bai Lu and Xi Wei."

"That's fine, that's fine."

"That's what I wanted to tell you."

Yang Chaoyue noticed the wink Jiang Yang gave her, so she leaned close to Liu Haochun's ear, the warmth of her palm transferring to Liu Haochun's hand, and whispered, "Happy birthday, Haochun, turning sixteen."

Hear the words.

Liu Haochun was taken aback.

It turns out that Chaoyue remembered it.

The corners of her mouth gradually lifted, and her fingers, no longer curled, slowly unfolded and rested in Yang Chaoyue's palm.

Turning her head to look at Yang Chaoyue, she met Yang Chaoyue's sweet smile and suddenly felt that her hands were no longer cold.

The warmth crept up my veins little by little, and my heart warmed up too.

The bitterness in my heart gradually melted away, leaving only a soft sweetness.

That one thought is enough.

Liu Haochun took Yang Chaoyue's arm, her voice soft and gentle: "Thank you!"
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