Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

In the corner of the room, Liu Haochun, who had been helping her straighten her hair, was now sitting on a small stool, showing no intention of coming over to chat.

Actually, I overheard what Jiang Yang and his group were talking about.

She simply prefers to focus her attention on the roles she will be playing next.

"Don't bother Haochun, I'm asking you, Chaoyue, be serious, the land of Bashan and Chushui is desolate." Jiang Yang said solemnly.

Yang Chaoyue blurted out: "Li Bai forcibly kissed Bai Juyi."

"What year was this?" Bai Lu pressed.

"Why do you eat all sorts of gossip? What's it to you!" Jiang Yang glanced at Bai Lu.

He told Bailu to go to the side and not get in the way.

Because Bailu loves to interrupt.

Covering it up won't help.

Bai Lu rubbed her feet on the ground and moved back, refusing to move.

Yang Chaoyue noticed that Jiang Yang's expression had tightened, so he stood up and said, "Sorry, sorry, Brother Yang, I'm not joking anymore. I will answer seriously, really, Brother Yang. I will let you know that I remember every word you said during the past six months of tutoring me in high school. I will definitely not let you down."

"The land of Bashan and Chushui is desolate."

"responsibility".

"The land of Bashan and Chushui is desolate!"

"Hello handsome, marry me."

"A desolate land of Bashan and Chushui!!"

“Your WeChat message is given to me.”

Liu Haochun, who was sitting on the apple crate opposite, stiffly turned his head to look at them.

She couldn't understand.

But it was a big shock.

Seeing Jiang Yang's tense expression, one thing became clear.

Yang Chaoyue angered Jiang Yang.

She put down the script and shouted, "Chaoyue, if you were my mother's daughter, and she asked you that question and answered you like that, you would really be beaten to death."

Hear the words.

Jiang Yang nodded, then turned his head and saw Bai Lu still huddled behind him.

"I told you to leave, but you won't, huh? Then don't move, lift your foot!"

Jiang Yang pulled Bai Lu over, ripped off the white canvas shoes from Bai Guzai's shoes, and glared at Yang Chaoyue: "Overweight, you wretched, desolate place!!!"

"Baby, can you kiss me... Yang-ge, I'm sorry, I actually forgot."

"You did it on purpose!"

Whether Yang Chaoyue can answer the question about this ancient poem is no longer important.

A transcendent attitude is important.

There are so many people watching on set.

The key issue is that Bai Lu saw it all, and who knows how it will get out in the future? Where will he, as the boss, put his face?

Being a boss is really tough. If you're strict with your employees, they become depressed and resentful; if you're lenient with them, they become lazy, opportunistic, and take advantage of you. Chaoyue is a typical example.

In particular, it was noticed that Zhong Shujia kept looking in this direction.

I don't know when, but they instructed the sound engineer to point the microphone this way, and even the cameras were filming this way.

I could hear the staff laughing.

Jiang Yang then realized that all of this had been arranged by Zhong Shujia and filmed as behind-the-scenes footage.

Having tasted the buzz generated by Chaoyue, Xiwei, and Jiangyang's college entrance examination interviews, Zhong Shujia was unwilling to let go of even the slightest opportunity for hype.

Maybe they're already thinking of a good idea to release this behind-the-scenes footage later to promote "Fighter of the Destiny".

Even the trending topic, the video of Liu Haochun singing "The Cloud That Will Bloom" in a karaoke bar, was linked to this drama by the hashtags arranged by Zhong Shujia.

"What are you laughing at? You're having a lot of fun, aren't you?!"

Jiang Yang turned around and shouted towards Zhong Shujia.

The executive director, script supervisor, makeup artist, and the lighting crew all laughed even louder.

Even the extras waiting in the wings couldn't stop laughing.

From the walkie-talkie Bai Lu was holding, Zhong Shujia's Cantonese-accented Mandarin rang out: "Hurry up, Jiang Yang, Xi Wei, it's time to film your scenes... Bashan Chushui is so desolate, baby can you kiss me, Chaoyue is such a talent, it's hilarious, I don't know if Chaoyue's Chinese grades are good or not, but his English is definitely good."

"coming."

Jiang Yang took the walkie-talkie and responded. He then walked towards the filming area.

Only Bailu was hunched over, unable to stand steadily.

The ground was made of large slabs of blue bricks, and the crew sprinkled water on it to make the footage look better.

Bai Lu, who was barefoot on one foot, limped a few steps as she chased after Jiang Yang. Unable to stand steadily, she grabbed a nearby pillar and cried out, "Boss, my shoe!"

"It stinks!"

"Bullshit! I wash my feet every day. Give me back my shoes."

"I'll ask Haochun for it later."

Jiang Yang ignored Bai Lu and picked up her canvas shoes.

He then called Liu Haochun over: "Haochun, come here for a moment."

Liu Haochun put down the script: "Boss, you speak."

"Have you memorized your lines for the next scene?"

"I've memorized it and remembered the character's emotional changes. I can act it out for you now."

"No need, no need, don't waste your emotions, here you go."

Jiang Yang handed Bai Lu's shoes to Liu Haochun.

Liu Haochun took it, not understanding Jiang Yang's meaning.

Jiang Yang turned around and glanced at Yang Chaoyue, who was sitting on the apple box and still trying to get freebies from Pinduoduo. He then said to Liu Haochun in a serious tone, "This Yang Chaoyue is getting more and more annoying."

The words fell.

Liu Haochun rolled up Bai Lu's canvas shoes in his hand and charged towards Yang Chaoyue, shouting, "Yang Chaoyue!!!"

"What's the matter?"

Yang Chaoyue turned his head to look at him: "Haochun, let me tell you, I'm about to get 400 yuan from Pinduoduo, I'll send you the link... Holy crap, Haochun! What are you doing! Why are you so fierce!"

I heard the sound of footsteps.

I saw Hao Chun rushing over with a sullen face.

Yang Chaoyue had never seen Hao Chun's current gaze before, but he had seen it on the main monitor in the director's shooting area during filming.

That was a scene where Hao Chun, playing the little black dragon, fought against the Pope to protect Chen Changsheng.

The fighting moves were spearheaded by the martial arts instructor.

Even Chung Shu-kai personally taught the class, which was his old profession in Hong Kong.

At that time, every move Liu Haochun made was fierce and decisive, without the slightest hesitation. His ruthlessness was chilling even through the monitor.

Look now.

Liu Haochun's taut jawline, sharp eyes, and twitching nostrils are exactly the same as they were back then.

Hao Chun is serious!

With a loud slap, Bai Lu's canvas shoe landed on Yang Chaoyue's buttocks: "You've made the boss angry!"

"Haochun, we're on the same side!"

"The land of Bashan and Chushui is desolate and bleak," what is the next line?

"Haochun, you're shorter than me, I'm angry, I'm going to get serious!"

As Yang Chaoyue spoke, he looked up and took off her boots.

I just held it in my hand.

With a slap, he was sent flying by Liu Haochun's slap.

It landed squarely on the stacked apple boxes next to it, causing the boxes to wobble and fall over.

Liu Haochun immediately went over, straightened the apple box, arranged the props, and then turned around, glaring angrily at Yang Chaoyue: "Speak."

Yang Chaoyue was stunned: "I'm really going to get serious now, so don't mess with me."

"Fuck you." Liu Haochun cursed seriously.

There was a snap.

Then he hit Yang Chaoyue's buttocks.

The force was greater.

Yang Chaoyue initially only trembled his leg slightly, but now he ran with his body bent over, saying, "I can't remember."

Liu Haochun's shoes swished loudly, resembling a little black dragon chasing an enemy: "Then think of something quickly." (End of Chapter)