Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

In the box.

A cake with sixteen candles was placed on the table.

Tian Xiwei sat by the karaoke machine, holding the microphone and singing: "I came running towards you, you are the stars and the sea..."

The last few words were not sung.

It was forced upon them.

I'm not a professional, so my throat got sore from shouting, but it felt really good.

After finishing the song, he muttered, "Why did Jiang Yang invite Zhong Shujia here? Zhong Shujia even brought three musicians. So many people, and we don't know them well, so we can't relax. I'm really speechless. It's like he's bringing relatives along wherever he goes."

Let's celebrate Haochun's birthday.

It's more fun to play with people you know well.

Ideally, it would be a lively gathering within their small circle, free of formalities and unfamiliar faces, filled only with familiar laughter swirling around the cake—what a wonderful atmosphere!

No Zhong Shujia, and even less so the three musicians he brought.

With Chao Yuehao, Chunbailu, and Jiang Yang around, that's enough.

To be frank, Bai Lu's relationship with her was just that of acquaintances, and could be disregarded.

Exceeding limits is also not good; it will cause your voice to crack as soon as you start singing, which will ruin the atmosphere.

Hao Chun is the same. It's been more than twenty minutes, and Hao Chun has been sitting in the corner the whole time, not singing a single song. What a waste of money.

So Haochun can also leave.

The cake was left.

She celebrated her birthday with Jiang Yang.

Just as she thought of this, Tian Xiwei cursed inwardly: Jiang Yang is like a brother, sisters are like clothes, how heartless of me.

She took out her phone and texted Jiang Yang: "Hurry up, I miss you."
No reply.

Knowing that Jiang Yang was downstairs dealing with social obligations.

She also knew that when she met Zhong Shujia and the others later, she had to act well-behaved and sensible and say polite words.

These were all unavoidable troubles, which lingered in my mind, but ultimately turned into a longing for Jiang Yang to come up quickly.

Tian Xiwei continued to send: [“Come up quickly, I miss you.”]
Still no reply.

Tian Xiwei typed again.

Before sending the message, Yang Chaoyue put candles on the birthday cake on the table and casually said, "Xiwei, send a message to Zhong Shujia and tell him not to come."

“Yes, that’s a great idea!” Tian Xi’s eyes lit up. “Chao Yue, can I borrow your phone?”

"On the table."

"Okay, I'll send it using your phone."

"Damn it! You enemy spy!"

After exchanging a few words with Yang Chaoyue, Tian Xiwei continued singing.

This time, I sang Jiang Yang's "Rose Boy".

She continued to belt out high notes, her voice filled with her pure, unadulterated desire to capture the simple joy of the moment.

Yang Chaoyue snatched the phone away, and even though he knew Tian Xiwei was joking with him, he still glanced at the WeChat messages.

I was afraid that Hope might say something inappropriate.

Because her phone screen was unlocked just now.

fortunately.

Tian Xiwei didn't actually come.

The last time I chatted with Zhong Shujia was last week.

She texted Zhong Shujia: "Director, if you have any good projects coming up, please recommend them to me."
Zhong Shujia responded with an OK sign.

Yang Chaoyue sent a message: [“I can act in anything. Kneeling, slapping, rolling in puddles, jumping into lakes—I don’t need a stunt double. I can act all of these myself. I can even jump off a building, but there has to be a safety mat underneath.”]
Zhong Shujia replied: [“You’re Jiang Yang’s person, and your acting skills are up to par. How could we possibly let you play this kind of role? Jiang Yang would definitely not agree.”]
[“Brother Yang doesn’t care about any of that. As long as I’m willing, and I’m willing to endure more hardship, he’ll get a bigger share of the money. I know he wants to make movies and TV series in the future, which will require a lot of money.”]
After talking with Zhong Shujia at that time.

He immediately sent the same message to Guo Jianyong.

Kneeling, slapping, jumping off buildings or into lakes—these were all posted without the slightest hesitation.

These shows are indeed difficult to film.

It was both bitter and tiring.

But he harbors dreams of making films and television shows, and he also dreams of his own future.

Guo Jianyong replied: ["You dare to do your own stunts in those jumping-off-the-building scenes? Aren't you afraid of dying?"]
"What's so scary about death? Being penniless and having no future is the most terrifying thing."
"Okay, if there are any good projects that suit you, I'll talk to Jiang Yang about them."
The speakers in the private room started playing the chorus again.

Tian Xiwei continued to shout at the top of her lungs.

Hearing this, Yang Chaoyue covered one ear with his hand and sent a message to Bai Lu: "Is Brother Yang coming up soon?"
Bai Lu replied: ["Soon, soon, don't worry, I'll message you when I'm online."]
Yang Chaoyue typed: ["What's Yang-ge doing right now?"]
Bailu sent a message: ["What else can we do? Just hypocritical politeness, all nonsense."]
The message was sent.

Yang Chaoyue put away his phone and looked around.

Tian Xiwei held the microphone in one hand, while her other hand, buttocks, and legs moved rhythmically to the music of "Rose Boy".

Liu Haochun sat in the corner, his head slightly lowered, seemingly lost in thought.

Finally, my gaze fell on the cake on the table.

She messaged Bailu: "Hurry up, make Yang-ge come up quickly, Xiwei is getting impatient."
They urged Jiang Yang to come up quickly.

Does it matter how many people Jiang Yang brings?

Very important.

This is also her opportunity.

More importantly, this birthday celebration wouldn't be truly complete without Jiang Yang's presence.

"Haochun, aren't you going to sing?" Yang Chaoyue sat down next to Liu Haochun in the corner and asked.

"what?"

Liu Haochun was stunned.

I really didn't hear it clearly.

The private room was filled with Tian Xiwei's singing.

Yang Chaoyue said in a louder voice, "Aren't you going to sing? You're the star today."

"Ah, it's me."

Liu Haochun snapped out of his daze, a faint smile still lingering on his lips.

Watching the lyrics scroll across the screen, listening to Tian Xiwei and Yang Chaoyue sing one song after another.

I genuinely think it sounds good.

But every time Xiwei and Chaoyue handed her the microphone, she would instinctively dodge it.

I don't know what they're afraid of.

Afraid of singing off-key? Afraid of being too quiet and no one hearing you? Afraid of ruining this lively and warm atmosphere?
Maybe both.

can not say it clearly.

"I'll sing later. I'm just not used to this place. It's so bright." Liu Haochun replied.

Yang Chaoyue laughed and said, "It's okay, let Brother Yang sit next to you in a bit."

"Okay, okay." Liu Haochun nodded repeatedly.

"Chaoyue, Haochun..."

Tian Xiwei stopped singing and turned to look at Liu Haochun and Yang Chaoyue.

I know Haochun too well.

Just by looking at Liu Haochun's hunched shoulders, you could tell that Haochun hadn't gotten used to it yet: "Chaoyue, be my backup dancer."

"I'm a terrible dancer."

"What's the big deal? I'll sing, you dance, and we'll liven things up for Haochun."

"It costs money to ask me to dance."

"I'll count to three!!!" Tian Xiwei shouted into the microphone, her Chongqing accent dripping out.

Yang Chaoyue felt a buzzing in his ears.

Tian Xiwei pulled her up and made her jump.

The song they danced to was "Never Say Goodbye," a duet by Xu Liang and Wang Sulong.

Tian Xiwei held the microphone and sang: "You said you'd stay with me until a certain year, a certain month, a certain day..."

Yang Chaoyue moved his body rhythmically to the beat.

I hadn't practiced this song before, so my dancing was very clumsy.

Just like Tian Xiwei's singing voice.

As she was dancing, she suddenly realized, "Xiwei, I've released songs, I'm a singer, and you're a dancer. I should be the one singing and you should be the one dancing."

"I'll send you a ten-yuan red envelope in a bit!" Tian Xi glanced at Yang Chaoyue.

Hear the words.

Yang Chaoyue's eyes lit up: "Xiwei, you're being too polite. Just have fun, why do you need to be professional?"

“That makes sense, then I won’t give you the red envelope.”

"I'm not jumping anymore, I'm going to bite you to death right now!"

Yang Chaoyue clung to Tian Xiwei, while Tian Xiwei pushed him away, her eyes glued to the screen as she sang off-key, making Liu Haochun laugh.

I gradually felt less nervous.

She understood that Chaoyue and Xiwei were both making a fuss and cooperating to help her relax.

It seems so.

She understood even more clearly that Chaoyue and Xiwei must know that the three musicians Jiang Yang brought were there to test her songs.

Inside the private room, Tian Xiwei's intermittent, off-key singing, laughter, and playful noises mingled together.

A warm and cozy atmosphere enveloped Liu Haochun.

She glanced at Tian Xiwei and Yang Chaoyue, who were vying for the microphone, and felt a surge of gratitude. It wasn't her first time at a karaoke bar; she'd been there before with classmates.

I only go to the discount stores, I've never been to a shopping mall.

That time, she was just as reserved as she is now, except that her classmates forced her to sing.

Afraid of spoiling her classmates' fun, she sang a few lines, but she was so nervous that she sang off-key and her voice was too soft, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

I haven't been there since.

This time, I was worried that Chaoyue and Xiwei would treat her the same way.

I can feel it now.

Chaoyue and Hope didn't force her to sing.

I didn't embarrass her.

I just wanted to celebrate her birthday in the most festive way possible.

Liu Haochun turned on his phone screen, leaned closer to look at the lyrics, and hummed along a little louder, hoping that he could perform well when the song was tested later.

Be braver.

Even if it doesn't pass the test, at least her friends can hear her voice.

Liu Haochun took out his phone and secretly recorded a short video of Tian Xiwei and Yang Chaoyue.

Yang Chaoyue pushed Tian Xiwei to the corner of the sofa. She sat on Tian Xiwei's lap, squeezed Tian Xiwei's face with her hands and shouted, "Ten yuan, ten yuan, you won't even give me ten yuan."

"Wait until I finish this song, and you'll see if I beat you to death, you damn Chaoyue, you're blocking my lyrics." Tian Xi glared at Yang Chaoyue and blurted out in a Chongqing accent.

Then he tilted his head, craned his neck, and stared at the screen.

Yang Chaoyue squeezed her lips so hard they were pursed, and she forced out the sound, still singing: "You took away my longing, but didn't say goodbye. The dark nights we walked through together have turned into a blanket of white snow..."

He suddenly stopped singing.

Looking in Liu Haochun's direction: "Haochun, you're taking pictures of me secretly!"

Yang Chaoyue also looked over: "Haochun, stop messing around. It's okay to have fun and joke around, but don't take pictures in the KTV."

Liu Haochun laughed heartily: "But I not only took the photos, I also posted them on my WeChat Moments. What can they do to me?"

"Oh my, Hao Chun is so excited, Chao Yue, fuck Hao Chun."

"Roger that!"

……

Hengdian.

The filming area of ​​Tiandu City, the set of "God of War Zhao Zilong".

Meng Ziyi had just arrived at the perimeter of the film set and was walking towards the exit when she called a taxi to the address Jiang Yang had sent her.

I noticed that Liu Haochun posted a message on her WeChat Moments.

The caption reads: [On my birthday, you are the stars.]
It was accompanied by a short video.

It was filmed by Liu Haochun in the private room. At the end of the video, Yang Chaoyue and Tian Xiwei both rushed towards Liu Haochun, who was filming, and then there was the sound of Liu Haochun laughing loudly.

Meng Ziyi laughed out loud and edited the comment: [Happy birthday, Haochun! What kind of rubbish did Chaoyue and Xiwei sing? They must have tortured you! Wait for me, I'll be there in a bit to cleanse your ears.]
Liu Haochun replied: [Okay, Sister Meng, be careful on the road. It's a bit cold today, be careful not to catch a cold.]
Good official response.

They seem so happy in the video, but why are they still so formal and polite in online chats?

Mencius noticed that there were new comments below.

This is from Gulnazar: ["People who can really get along are either like-minded or have the same health conditions."]
Meng Ziyi replied to Gu Lina: ["What do you mean, Nazha? Are you saying they share the same values, or the same illness?"]
Gulina replied: [“What do you think? Chaoyue is like he’s obsessed with money, Xiwei’s phone is full of romance novels, and Haochun is as disciplined as a robot, all he does is practice dancing and study his roles. He doesn’t gossip, play billiards, or even watch cartoons.”]
Mencius thought about it for a moment.

It turns out that's really the case.

She replied to Gulina: "That's really true. If the three of them spend too much time together, they'll eventually need to see a psychiatrist."
The phone vibrates.

I received a private message from Gulnazar: ["Ziyi, am I good at judging people?"]
Just as Meng Ziyi was about to type, she told Nazha to call her Sister Meng.

Forget it.

Naza is about the same age as her, but has more experience and is a senior. She is also more famous and accomplished than her.

The tactics used against Jiang Yang and his men won't work on Nazha.

Immediately afterwards, I received a message from Liu Haochun: ["Sister Meng, do you know the address? I'll send it to you."]
Meng Ziyi did not reply to Liu Haochun's message.

Can't care.

Even knowing that today is Liu Haochun's birthday.

I've seen the promotional video for Han Shu, which features Gulnazar as the spokesperson.

The brands that have sought to have Gulnazar endorse the brand are definitely not limited to Han Shu; she must have rejected other brands as well.

These resources that Gulnazar doesn't want, even a small drop of them would be beyond her reach right now.

Gulnazar's scenes in "God of War Zhao Yun" were already filmed in the early stages. When she joined the crew, it coincided with Gulnazar's wrap-up.

So we just added each other on WeChat.

We weren't very familiar with each other.

Compared to her usual self, I am indeed more familiar with Liu Haochun.

But I still subconsciously replied to Gu Lina's news first. Meng Ziyi edited the text:
[“Nazha, you have a good eye for people! When are you free? Let’s play mahjong together.”]
Gulina replied: "I don't know how to play."
"It's okay, I'll teach you."
"I don't want to learn."
Mencius frowned slightly.

She then messaged: [“It’s okay, are you free? Let’s hang out.”]
Gulnazar replied: ["I'll have some free time in a few days. I'm going back to my hometown. I can bring a friend to visit."]
"Take me with you, take me with you, take me with you!"
"I'm not taking you. You go play your mahjong. I have plans with my friends."
Meng Ziyi sat in the back of the taxi.

Upon seeing the message from Gulnazar, he pursed his lips and placed his phone face down on the seat.

I was seething with anger inside.

Thinking back to last week, after having sex with Jiang Yang, we hugged and chatted. When we talked about Gulnazar, I heard Jiang Yang say, "Sometimes Gulnazar's mouth is like it's coated with poison."

She even reminded Jiang Yang to respect his seniors.

Now I understand how Jiang Yang feels.

My phone vibrated; it was another message from Gulnazar: ["Sorry, Ziyi, I didn't think much of it. I'm not good with words."]
"It's okay, Nazha, I'm not very good at talking either."
"No, no, I just realized that you've been giving me an out the whole time."
Meng Ziyi edited the text, bringing up the initial topic again: ["Nazha, actually I have a question."]
["What?"]
[“You’re so good at judging people, able to accurately analyze Chao Yuexi and Wei Haochun’s conditions, so why are all the boyfriends you’ve chosen so unreliable?”]
The message was sent.

Xiao Shuang harbored a slight sense of revenge.

But she definitely couldn't afford to offend Nazha, so she added, "[Just like me, my ex-boyfriends weren't exactly good people either.]"
I received a smirking emoji from Gulnazar.

This was followed by the sentence: ["I believe you now, Ziyi. You really aren't very good at talking, and we have the same condition."]
Gulnazar sent another message: ["But if I fall in love again in the future, my next boyfriend will be very reliable."]
Meng Ziyi replied: ["Me too."]
……

Jiang Yang and his group chatted as they walked toward the private room.

Jiang Yang was pushing the door open when he heard Wang Jianqiang say, "...But to be honest, I guess I'm getting old. Your song 'Calorie' just doesn't suit my taste. If you were to create a song in the style of 'Calorie,' then I would really be going to criticize it."

Just finished.

Then, the background music of "Calories" could be heard from inside the private room, along with Yang Chaoyue's loud, distorted voice: "Burn my calories!!!"

Hear the words.

Wang Jianqiang was taken aback.

Yang Chaoyue turned his head to look, met Jiang Yang's gaze, and immediately turned off the music.

She quickly came over and shook hands with Wang Jianqiang: "Hello, you must be Teacher Wang. I am Yang Chaoyue, an artist from Jiangyang. I played Mo Yu in 'Fighter of the Destiny'. Please sit down, please sit down. I've heard so much about you."

Yang Chaoyue asked one more question: "How was my rendition of 'Calorie'?"

I had already spoken with Bailu beforehand.

I'll send her a message once Jiang Yang and the others come up.

This song was deliberately sung at the exact beat for these three musicians.

Hear the words.

Wang Jianqiang gave an awkward laugh.

How was your singing?

The voice cracked so badly it was beyond belief.

If it were one of the singers he signed, they would already be cursing him.

My subconscious thought was to speak the truth from a professional perspective: "Honestly, the singing was really..."

Jiang Yang interrupted, "Chao Yue is the top female star in my company, Brother Wang. Feel free to criticize her, don't worry about me."

"You sang really well!" Wang Jianqiang suddenly realized.

Why take it so seriously?

This is socializing, not work.

Now it's Zhong Shujia and Jiang Yang's turn to run.

Just take Jiang Yang's singing seriously for a while. Giving Yang Chaoyue face is giving Jiang Yang face.

Having risen to this position, one must understand these basic social skills.

Wang Jianqiang immediately changed his tune: "Although my voice cracked, who says you can't crack your voice while singing? I think that only by cracking your voice can you bring out the soul of the song 'Calorie'. Don't you agree?"

"Yes, yes, yes, I've always thought so!" Chen Jing'an laughed heartily.

Ah Zhe then got back together with his girlfriend.

Tian Xiwei understood and was deeply shocked.

Even when singing "Super Calories" off-key, how could it sound good?
Even Zhong Shujia joked, "Try letting Jiang Yang sing 'Calorie' and see if he can crack his voice in such a high-level way."

Yang Chaoyue listened very carefully.

Wang Jianqiang's praise of her was probably just politeness.

But all three musicians praised her? That must be true!

Yang Chaoyue sat on the sofa, watching Liu Haochun stand up and bow slightly to the three musicians in a restrained manner. Her mind was entirely on their evaluation of her: "So even my voice cracking is so skillful, am I some kind of genius...?"

That's what I'm thinking about.

Then, Tian Xiwei, who had just gone over to greet her and then sat back down next to her, whispered to her, "Chaoyue, did you listen carefully to what those three people were saying about you?"

"I listened very carefully!" Yang Chaoyue nodded vigorously.

"So I think the three of them are just like you here." Tian Xiwei pointed to Yang Chaoyue's head.

"Incredibly clever?"

"He's got a lump on his head..." (End of Chapter)