Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

"How much longer?"

"I'm not entirely sure, but it will probably take about ten days. I can't give you a specific time."

"Okay, fine, it's alright, I understand, it's normal during the preparation period."

Jiang Yang ate a fried dough stick while chatting with the other person.

The plane tickets were booked for around noon, so the old man got up early to go out and buy breakfast.

I also urged him to get up earlier.

My parents are always like this; whether they're rushing to catch a high-speed train or a plane, they always want to arrive four or five hours early.

The crispy aroma of fried dough sticks mingled with the steam from soy milk. Jiang Yang held up his phone to answer a call, but his eyes never left the dining table.

Dad was pouring vinegar from the bottle into a dish when his hand slipped, and the vinegar splashed onto the steamed bun Mom had just picked up.

Mom raised an eyebrow, tapped Dad's hand with her chopsticks, and quickly grabbed a tissue to wipe the bun skin with her other hand, a smile on her lips.

Jiang Yueyue, sitting next to her, was picking at the bowl of congee with preserved egg and lean pork.

She complained that there was too much scallion, so she pouted and used a spoon to pick it out.

They're very picky eaters.

I picked up the soy milk and took a big gulp. The soy milk dripped down the corner of my mouth. Afraid of being scolded by my mother, I quickly wiped it off with a tissue.

"Teacher Jiang Yang, we've also added a Mars Lab segment, which requires the artists to participate in a short interaction. So we'll have to wait until the script is polished before we can discuss it in detail with you. Don't worry, I'll call you as soon as I have definite news!"

"Okay, it won't delay things."

Jiang Yang responded.

hang up the phone.

I opened the voice message Zhao Lushi sent: "If you ever commit a crime again, I'll be the first to report you!"
I didn't have time to reply to Zhao Lushi.

Then the old man said, "Well said!"

"What's it to you? I'm really annoyed," Jiang Yang retorted in a Chongqing accent.

The second half of the sentence was left unsaid.

When he got home last night, his father asked him why his lips were swollen, and he casually replied, "It's none of your business."

The old man tapped him on the head with his knuckles.

Jiang Yueyue also wanted to jump up and hit him, but he quickly pressed her back down.

When I washed up this morning, I found that my lips were still not completely swollen.

The old man asked again what was wrong with his mouth.

He made up an excuse on the spot, saying that after the exam, he ate spicy hot pot with his classmate, um, that classmate named Tian Xiwei.

Actually, it was purely Tian Xiwei who kissed him.

It's necessary to teach Tian Xiwei how to kiss properly. She needs to understand that kissing on the lips and leaving a hickey on his neck are two different things.

She is clearly a sweet and adorable little girl.

She deliberately kissed him by leaving hickeys.

It wasn't a soft, gentle kiss like Ruonan's, but a fierce, sucking sensation like cupping therapy.

Don't blame Tian Xiwei, blame the female-oriented online novels of this day.

The descriptions of kissing often involve things like inhaling bone marrow.

Afterwards, his lips were swollen with blood, and Tian Xiwei teased him, saying that he was a virgin who didn't know how to kiss.

Before the church is taught, Xiwei Koubao must not be allowed to enter.

That suction power would be explosive.

Kissing should be gentle and tender, not a vigorous, forceful act!

But then he thought back to when Tian Xiwei had a rosy face and bright eyes on the hill behind the Tongliang Library after the college entrance exam, and Jiang Yang's temper dissipated almost completely.

All that's left is a mix of exasperation and amusement.

After chatting briefly with the old man, he sent a message to Tian Xiwei: ["Xiwei, are you ready?"]
Tian Xiwei replied: [“You need to send ‘over’ to make it feel special, don’t you understand?”]
It also adds a sense of ritual.

It's clearly a boss-employee relationship, but they've really taken it too far.

Why do girls love rituals so much?

Jiang Yang typed: ["Xiwei, Xiwei, I'm leaving right after breakfast. I've bought the plane tickets and will be picking you up soon. Please reply when you receive this. Over."]
Tian Xiwei replied: [“Xiwei received, over.”]
Tian Xiwei then sent a message: [“Want Jiang Yang to kiss me, over.”]
Immediately following was a kissing emoji.

Jiang Yang felt a chill run down his spine: ["Can I kiss your neck? That's enough."]
[“No, it has to be a kiss. I'll brush my teeth before I leave... You're so nagging, I'm done with this!!! Over!!!”]
Jiang Yang sent a kissing emoji.

Things have calmed down on Tian Xiwei's end.

Jiang Yang sent a message in the "Pretty Girl Battle 4" group: ["@Zhao Jinmai, Mai Mai, shout something."]
Zhao Jinmai replied: [“You should address each other by your job title in the group.”]
Jiang Yang typed: [“Boss Mai, say something.”]
Zhao Jinmai sent a message: [“Chaoyue, Xiwei, Haochun, let’s team up! Meet up in Hengdian!”]
The message is sent.

Jiang Yang put his phone on the dining table and started packing his luggage.

Jiang Yueyue curiously picked up Jiang Yang's phone and found Liu Haochun popping up in the group chat with a voice message, which she opened.

Hearing Liu Haochun's clear and resonant voice: ["Jilin Auxiliary Liu Haochun is about to arrive in Hengdian!"]
Next is Yang Chaoyue's voice message: ["Yancheng jungler Yang Chaoyue is on his father's motorcycle, heading to the airport."]
Then came Tian Xiwei's clear voice: ["Tian Xiwei, the archer from the Fog City, is waiting for the boss to pick her up."]
Zhou Ye popped up: [“Zhou Ye, the delivery rider from Chongqing, is now accepting orders!”]
Jiang Yueyue was thrilled.

She already loved playing Honor of Kings. She pressed the voice chat button: ["Jiang Yueyue, the company's young lady, requests to join the battle... Battle my foot, Jiang Yueyue, give me back my phone, I'm leaving."]
Although it was a reshoot of scenes from "Fighter of the Destiny" that hadn't passed censorship.

Many of them have already been filmed; they just need to be reshot.

I'm worried that my schedule might clash with the Mars Intelligence Agency variety show recording.

So for more than two weeks, Jiang Yang stayed on set to help the actors improve their efficiency.

This made Zhong Shujia feel extremely comfortable.

I'm even a little reluctant to completely end the filming process of "Fighter of the Destiny".

Because I know very well that if I spend too much time on set with Jiang Yang, when the next movie starts filming, without a performance coach like Jiang Yang to guide the actors' acting skills, the efficiency will be low and they will always feel uncomfortable.

Two weeks have passed in the blink of an eye.

Before the morning mist had even dissipated, the hum of the generator truck from the Zetianji film crew could be heard at the Hengdian Ming and Qing Palace film set.

The blue brick floor was covered with dew and gleamed with a cool light.

Mixed in with the creaking sound of the props team moving the wooden table.

Sunlight slowly pierced through the clouds, casting a slanting glow on the red walls and black tiles.

Jiang Yang was wearing Qiushan Jun's armor, which looked very heavy, but it was actually made of plastic sheets.

He sat on a pillar, silently memorizing his lines.

Akiyama-kun's plastic armor was digging into his back and making him feel a little uncomfortable.

My mind was preoccupied with the reshoots over the past two weeks.

From worrying about scheduling conflicts affecting efficiency to now being able to smoothly advance every scene, he feels increasingly at ease watching these young women hone their acting skills little by little.

Not far away, Yang Chaoyue was adjusting Mo Yu's hair ornament in front of the mirror.

She wore a lake-blue palace dress with delicate cloud patterns embroidered on the hem. Her fingers held the hairpin with light and steady movements, and she recited her lines while occasionally pausing to gesture in the air.

"Chaoyue, your hair ornament is a little crooked." Liu Haochun ran over, wearing a dark-colored outfit with a black dragon motif, the skirt short to her knees. She held a small mirror in her hand and stood on tiptoe to help Yang Chaoyue see the back of his head.

Is it correct now?

"It's correct."

Tian Xiwei squatted beside the prop box, staring blankly at the ground, muttering a few lines to herself. Suddenly, she frowned, looked up, and called out to Jiang Yang, "Jiang Yang!"

"What's wrong?"

"Help me check the wording. This sentence, 'I'm determined to destroy his Dao heart,' feels like my tone is too harsh when I read it."

"They're here." Jiang Yang got up and went over.

After listening to Tian Xiwei read it several times, I had a good understanding of it.

This scene was newly added. The original script was rejected by the censors because it contained allusions, so the script was changed.

Jiang Yang held the script in his hand and met Tian Xiwei's gaze.

You could tell that Tian Xiwei seemed a little distracted today.

Something's on your mind.

Filming is about to start, and there's no time to talk about anything else right now. Jiang Yang's voice softened: "The ruthlessness you're portraying in Nan Ke isn't something you can project outwardly. You need to tone it down. Whether it's your expression or your tone, it should all be hidden in your eyes. Try slowing down your speech, lowering the tone at the end, and adding a touch of grievance. After all, Nan Ke is a character with an obsession."

Hear the words.

Tian Xiwei pondered it carefully, gradually becoming engrossed.

The film set was already bustling with activity.

Filming is more than halfway done, and the last few days of scenes will soon be completed.

The film crew carried the camera and adjusted the angle back and forth, while the track car slowly slid across the ground.

The lighting technician climbed a ladder and adjusted the softbox above his head.

The script supervisor stood in front of the camera with the clapperboard, repeatedly checking the scene number and shot number.

The director sat behind the monitor, picked up the walkie-talkie, and said a few words.

The assistant director immediately grabbed a megaphone and shouted, "Teacher Xiwei, Teacher Jiangyang, get ready, we're about to start filming! Let's try to get it in one take!"

"Jiang Yang, I'm a little nervous."

Just as Jiang Yang got up and was about to walk towards the filming area, he heard Tian Xiwei, who had followed him, say softly, "I'm a little scared."

"What's there to be afraid of? It's not like it's the first time we've filmed together. These are all familiar faces," Jiang Yang said with a smile.

"No, it's not filming."

Tian Xi pursed her lips slightly: "I'm a little worried about my college entrance exam results. There are still a few hours left. The results will be released around the time we finish filming this scene."

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