Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

Chapter 11 What are you sleeping for? Tell me clearly
The door of the master bedroom is a wooden door and the sound insulation effect is not good.

Of course Jiang Yang heard Yang Chaoyue secretly scolding him, but he didn't care about such trivial details.

After all, changing the way you speak is not an easy thing.

The pronunciation habits formed since childhood are difficult to change and require a long period of practice to correct. Not everyone has the same systematic method as me to learn them instantly.

As long as Yang Chaoyue studied obediently under his training and didn't make any noise, he could pretend not to hear even if he cursed him behind his back.

Even the best employees will curse their boss behind his back.

What's more, even if Yang Chaoyue cursed him behind his back, the system could still give him feedback on the appeal of his lines.

Without Jiang Yang's hands-on teaching, Yang Chaoyue's learning efficiency was significantly reduced.

He recorded his pronunciation over and over again using Nokia, and tried to correct it bit by bit according to the techniques Jiang Yang had taught him before.

"I finally learned it. It's so hard to be in a girl group." After staying up until 1 a.m., she finally met Jiang Yang's requirements and was so sleepy that her eyelids were trembling.

Following Jiang Yang's instructions, Yang Chaoyue found the air conditioner remote control in the gap of the fabric sofa.

After turning off the air conditioner and opening the sliding door, the metal track made a harsh squeak.

The cold wind pierced into his neck like a needle, causing Yang Chaoyue to take a deep breath and clasp his fingers around the stand-up collar of his woolen coat.

Looking out onto the balcony, I saw that all the lights in the building opposite were off.

Below was an empty street, with warm yellow street lights on all night.

The fluorescent sign of the 24-hour convenience store near the community was shattered into sparkling spots of light in the puddle on the road.

A taxi with its lights on ran over a puddle, its taillights leaving dark red scars on the wet road.

There were quite a few customers in a barbecue restaurant further up the street, and the sounds of loud drinking and chatting echoed in the street.

Looking further away, he saw the factory area that Yang Chaoyue was familiar with.

A cold darkness.

I could roughly see the location of the textile factory, and even through the darkness, I could see myself curled up on the cold iron bed in the factory dormitory yesterday, falling asleep listening to the roar of the machines.

Just thinking about it, I can almost smell the smell of engine oil from the textile factory.

Go to the bathroom, turn on the temperature-controlled faucet, and turn it to the hot water direction. The gas stored in the Haier gas water heater on the outside wall starts to burn, heating the cold water flowing through the hot water exchanger.

Hot water quickly gushed out of the tap.

"It's so comfortable."

After washing up and turning off the lights in the living room, Yang Chaoyue went to lie on his side.

Turn on the air conditioner in the house.

The warm breeze was refreshing.

There is no peculiar smell in the air, the room is spacious, and I can turn over at will while lying on the bed. It is so much better than the factory dormitory.

The living environment this job provides me really makes me satisfied.

Even after covering himself with the quilt, Yang Chaoyue still couldn't sleep peacefully.

She turned off the lights only after confirming that the door was locked.

Still very vigilant.

Jiang Yang lives in the next room.

I just met Jiang Yang, how could I possibly know what kind of person he is.

I remember seeing news on TV at the beginning of the year about the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection investigating the hidden rules in the film and television industry.

The entertainment company that he had signed with previously seemed to be dealing with the film and television industry.

In the past, in the textile factory, it was not uncommon for men to sneak into the girls' dormitory late at night and molest them.

She was not questioning Jiang Yang's character, but because he dropped out of school early and had experienced the hardships of society, his vigilance was many times higher than when he was on campus.

now.

The air conditioner in the master bedroom was turned up high. Jiang Yang was covered with only a thin blanket and slept like a dead pig. He didn't even hear the system prompt ringing in his head:

[Yang Chaoyue's vigilance has increased. You have received feedback. Vigilance +1]

Three o'clock in the morning.

Yang Chaoyue couldn't bear it any longer. No matter how vigilant he was, his energy was limited. "Why hasn't Jiang Yang come yet? Did I use my own mean intentions to deceive others?"

She opened her old flip-top Nokia phone, set an alarm for the morning, and turned over to sleep.

the next day.

Jiang Yang was awakened by a knock on the door, accompanied by Yang Chaoyue's sleepy voice: "Brother Yang, get up!"

Jiang Yang squinted his eyes, touched the phone on the bedside, turned on the screen and checked the time: 7:10.

There was also a piece of news on the screen with a striking headline: Deng Chao expresses his love for Sun Li.

The following is a detailed summary of the news: Deng Chao posted 10 Weibo posts in half an hour to express his love for Sun Li, which received more than 1000 million likes within 24 hours, breaking the previous peak of 670 million likes for the Fan Chen relationship, causing the Weibo like function to become abnormal due to data overflow.

When he opened the door, he saw Yang Chaoyue standing at the door. Seeing Jiang Yang open the door, he said lazily: "Good morning, Brother Yang, I have to go to work."

Jiang Yang yawned and rubbed his sleepy eyes. Seeing that Yang Chaoyue's eyelids were swollen as if they had been rubbed with sandpaper, he asked, "Didn't you sleep well last night? What did you do?"

"I didn't do anything. I slept well." Yang Chaoyue shuddered.

She really didn't sleep well last night. She was on guard against Jiang Yang until 3 a.m., and she had only slept for 4 hours at most.

When I was woken up by the alarm clock in the morning, I found that the door was still locked and there was no trace of Jiang Yang on my bed. I felt relieved, but also felt a little guilty towards Jiang Yang. Of course, I couldn't tell Jiang Yang about this little thought.

[Under your care, Yang Chaoyue's acting skills have improved. You have received feedback, and your acting skills have increased by +1.]

Yang Chaoyue lied again?
Yang Chaoyue actually didn't sleep well last night.

Through the system's feedback, Jiang Yang saw through Yang Chaoyue's little thoughts at a glance.

It would be a waste not to grab the attribute values ​​that are obtained for free.

He had no intention of exposing Yang Chaoyue, nor did he ask why Yang Chaoyue didn't sleep well.

Jiang Yang was only concerned about how Yang Chaoyue was practicing Mandarin: "Have you learned the pronunciation of those two words last night?"

Yang Chaoyue's expression turned serious.

Following the technique Jiang Yang taught her, she retracted the root of her tongue and pressed it against her soft palate, making full use of the resonance of her nasal cavity: "Born, Goshawk."

"The pronunciation is correct and it's a big improvement."

Jiang Yang responded and opened the system control panel, but did not receive any reward from Yang Chaoyue for his feedback on the improvement of his lines.

This is normal.

This shows that Yang Chaoyue's flat and retroflex consonants, and front and back nasal sounds have been significantly improved.

It is no longer enough to just learn a few words to make progress, a larger amount of content is needed.

Eh.

wrong.

This time, I didn’t get the dialogue attribute from Yang Chaoyue, but I did get other attributes.

Vigilance +1?

What is this attribute?
Judging from the time, it was taken from Yang Chaoyue at 3 am last night.

The system explained that under Jiang Yang's training, Yang Chaoyue's vigilance had increased.

Jiang Yang was completely confused.

No wonder Yang Chaoyue didn't sleep well last night. Who was he guarding against? He refused to tell the truth when asked, and acted in front of him.

"Brother Yang, I don't need to be terminated, right?"

"What's the point of cancelling the contract? Go get some breakfast. I'm going to take a nap."

Jiang Yang took out a red note and shoved it into Yang Chaoyue's pocket. "I want a serving of steamed dumplings, a tea egg, and some soy milk. There's a breakfast stand on the street just outside the gate of the community. Feel free to take your own portion. Please clear the rubbish off the coffee table before you leave."

"Ok!"

Yang Chaoyue took the money, put it in his pocket, and said with anticipation: "After breakfast, you can take me to the company to meet the boss, right?"

"You've met the boss, the company is here."

"Brother Yang, do you mean that the company is nearby?"

Yang Chaoyue was stunned for a second, slightly stunned: "When did I meet the boss? Was the boss there during the interview?"

“The company is this rental house.”

Jiang Yang was very sleepy, so he said this and closed the door.

These words were like a thumbtack piercing her eardrum. Yang Chaoyue watched the master bedroom door slam shut before her eyes, and the wind blowing in through the crack of the door suddenly woke her up.

I just felt the red bill in my palm suddenly become hot.

Have I been fooled?
Take a look around you.

The morning light cast a thin strip of light on the tiles, illuminating the uncollected fast food boxes and scattered A4 papers on the coffee table. The cheap leather sofa glowed with a matte artificial leather in the cold air.

The reddish air conditioner unit outside the balcony was buzzing.

The living environment of this rental house is many times better than that of the factory dormitory.

But what serious company would be in a rented house? Shouldn't it be in an office building in a commercial district?

Yang Chaoyue's mind suddenly echoed with the words her supervisor reminded her yesterday in front of the recruitment column.

Could it be that the company I signed with is really a shell company?

But Jiang Yang doesn't look like a bad guy who would fool a little girl.

There was still some warmth in Jiang Yang's bed.

He had just turned on the air conditioner in the room when there was a bang on the door: "Jiang Yang, open the door! What are you sleeping for? Explain it to me!"

Just shouted twice.

The door opens.

Jiang Yang lowered his eyes and leaned against the door frame: "What's the matter?"

"Speak clearly to me!"

“Pay attention to pronunciation.”

Meeting Jiang Yang's suddenly fierce gaze, Yang Chaoyue shrank the back of his neck.

The darkness in Jiang Yang's eyes was like insoluble pine soot ink, and the gentleness he showed when teaching her last night was gone.

Yang Chaoyue was forced to take a half step back by this sudden sense of oppression. Then he mustered up his courage, raised his head, and spoke word by word without any fear: "Explain it to me clearly!"

(End of this chapter)