Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

"The one who was yelling at you just now was Tian Xiwei. Do you want me to fire your Xiwei sister?" Jiang Yang said, taking the phone.

Hear the words.

On the other end of the phone, Jiang Yueyue's tone softened immediately: "Sister Xiwei?"

She had played with Yang Chaoyue.

I also ate with Zhao Jinmai.

However, I know less about Liu Haochun, Zhang Ruonan, and Tian Xiwei from my brother's company.

In private, I chatted with Yang Chaoyue and asked her about her brother's company and which artists were involved. We talked about Tian Xiwei.

I also received a signed postcard from Tian Xiwei.

The phone hangs up.

Jiang Yueyue called me via video.

In the video, Jiang Yueyue, wearing a short-sleeved shirt, sits on the sofa in her home in Wudu: "Jiang Yang, where is Sister Xiwei?"

"What did you call me?" Jiang Yang asked sternly.

"Brother~ my good brother~ let me see Sister Xiwei. Yang Chaoyue said that Sister Xiwei has big eyes."

"How dare you call Yang Chaoyue that?"

"Sister Chaoyue~ It's Sister Chaoyue~"

Jiang Yueyue quickly changed her tune.

Tian Xiwei listened, stunned.

When I first heard that affected tone in the private room, I wondered who was talking like that.

I feel so nauseous I want to vomit.

Only now, seeing that still-childish face in the video, did I belatedly realize that it was Jiang Yang's younger sister.

It's so cute.

A soft, apologetic look spread across her eyes, and she unconsciously slowed her pace, quickly walking to Jiang Yang's side.

She smiled at the screen, her eyes crinkling with embarrassment at having mistaken someone for someone else. She softened her tone as she spoke, gently scratching her cheek with her fingertips, and said, "Sorry, Yueyue, I didn't know it was you... I'm Tian Xiwei."

"Wow, Sister Xiwei, your eyes are so big and beautiful."

"You're beautiful too, Yueyue."

"You have big breasts too."

Hear the words.

Tian Xi was slightly taken aback.

Jiang Yang's younger sister is very blunt.

She glanced down at her neckline.

Actually, it's not that big; it's just that the clothes I'm wearing today are figure-hugging, and I'm relying on breast pads to make it look bigger.

She is slightly plump compared to Liu Haochun.

But it was really embarrassing to be so bluntly pointed out by a little girl.

She looked up at the screen, her eyes darting around nervously. She tried to pull her neckline up to cover it, but then felt the movement was too deliberate. Instead, she gently gathered the stray hairs at her temples, attempting to conceal her momentary lapse in concentration.

She overheard Jiang Yueyue say to her, "Tian Xiwei, my brother showed me the video of you dancing."

"Really? Really?" Tian Xi's eyes lit up.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Yang was heard yelling at Jiang Yueyue: "Don't you know how to call for help?"

"Sister Xiwei~ Sister Xiwei~" Jiang Yueyue quickly corrected herself.

It's that same affected, coquettish tone again.

Jiang Yang felt a chill run down his spine. He wondered how many sycophants he would have when he grew up.

The premise is that they don't grow up to be ugly.

"It's okay, it's okay, you can call me by my name, I don't mind."

Tian Xiwei continued the previous topic: "How was it? How was my dancing?"

Jiang Yang frowned and interrupted, "Just ignore her, she's just spouting nonsense."

"Oh, your sister is so cute! This is the first time I've ever chatted with her."

Tian Xiwei held Jiang Yang's hand and forcibly moved the phone towards him: "Yueyue, tell me, how was my dancing?"

Jiang Yueyue smiled and said, "You dance? I think you dance very well, even though I'm not a dance teacher. I just want to offer a few suggestions that I think will help you improve even more."

Hear the words.

Tian Xi frowned slightly. Should she offer her advice?
I've heard Jiang Yang say that Jiang Yueyue didn't study art, let alone dance, so he immediately started giving her advice.

I really wanted to turn around and go back to the private room.

Unfortunately, the other party happens to be Jiang Yang's own sister, so Jiang Yang has to give her face.

If I'm really annoyed by what I hear, I'll just punch Jiang Yang a few times and leave him a few hickeys.

Tian Xiwei tried her best to maintain a smile: "What suggestions do you have?"

"I can't really give specific advice because I said from the beginning that I'm not a dance teacher."

Done.

Jiang Yueyue started laughing first.

Tian Xiwei's smile froze as she heard Jiang Yang say, "Tell me, isn't she just spouting a bunch of nonsense?"

She pursed her lips and whispered, "I listened to the whole thing, and it sounded like those online novelists padding out their writing. Does your sister pad out her essays like that too?"

I rambled on for a bit.

Jiang Yueyue brought up serious matters: "Brother, your father and mother are reminding you that the college entrance exam is coming up soon. Don't forget about it while filming."

"I know."

It's hard to forget the college entrance exam.

Because several girls around me, Chaoyue, Xiwei, and Haochun, all have to take the college entrance examination.

As the college entrance examination approaches, we often talk about this topic.

Even Zhou Ye, who lives far away in Chongqing, would chat about the college entrance examination policies in the group.

After chatting with Jiang Yueyue.

Jiang Yang put away his phone, pushed open the door to the private room, and found it quiet inside.

The music video on the big screen paused.

Everyone looked at him.

Jiang Yang glanced at it and gave Yang Chaoyue a wink.

Yang Chaoyue immediately understood that Jiang Yang wanted to talk about serious matters.

I got up and turned on all the overhead lights.

The lighting in the private room changed from dim to bright.

Jiang Yang glanced at Liu Haochun again, noticing Liu Haochun's tense back.

You could sense that Liu Haochun was looking forward to an opportunity. He laughed and said, "Why is it so quiet? What are you all doing? If I hadn't seen that piano, I would have thought I had entered the wrong private room."

Wang Jianqiang immediately replied, "You didn't go to the wrong place. This is the most expensive private room. Anyway, Lao Zhong will pay."

Done.

Everyone laughed.

Zhong Shujia said irritably, "Hurry up and talk, hurry up and talk. We're paid by the hour. Honestly, if you manage to reach a cooperation agreement, you should really thank me."

Time is precious.

Everyone is busy with their own work.

If it were simply to celebrate Liu Haochun's birthday, the three musicians wouldn't have made a special trip.

The main reason they came was because of Jiangyang.

Yang Chaoyue turned on all the overhead lights in the private room, making the dim light brighter.

Jiang Yang sat down next to Zhong Shujia and got straight to business. He heard Chen Jing'an ask, "Do you own the copyright to the song 'The Cloud That Blooms'?"

"Here I am."

"I won't say much else. Lao Zhong and I have been friends for many years. Lao Zhong knows me well. If you trust me, I can send you the contract now and use this song as an interlude in 'Demon Girl'."

"A half-demon beauty?"

"It's another period drama being filmed in Hengdian, a drama starring Yu Zheng. You know Yu Zheng, right?"

“I know, he started as a screenwriter and is now a producer,” Jiang Yang replied.

Chen Jing'an laughed and said, "Yes, yes, that's the one. The female lead is a newcomer named Li Yitong, who plays the role of Qingcheng."

As he spoke, Chen Jing'an paused.

Bai Lu glanced at the sofa near the piano, where she was chatting quietly with Yang Chaoyue: "I've been to the film set a few times. That Li Yitong, you know what, she looks quite a bit like your actor named Chaoyue."

"Old Chen, you're talking about White Dew, right?" (End of Chapter)