Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

Chapter 12 Understanding Applause
Looking at Yang Chaoyue's flushed face, Jiang Yang knew that Yang Chaoyue was really angry and not just acting.

Because I didn't receive any system prompts about getting the acting attribute from Yang Chao.

This girl is really angry, it seems that she needs to take some drastic measures.

"Jiang Yang, have you fooled me?" Yang Chaoyue rubbed the corner of his clothes unconsciously.

I clearly felt that Jiang Yang was lying to me, but the question I asked was like hitting cotton with a fist.

"Yang Chaoyue, answer me three questions first," Jiang Yang said seriously. "First, what are the conditions that attracted you to the job advertisement posted at the factory?"

"A salary of 5000 yuan, including food and accommodation." Yang Chaoyue's throat rolled.

"Second question, have you given me the 5000 salary?"

"I gave it to you." Yang Chaoyue said reluctantly and swallowed the words he wanted to refute.

Not only did she give it to him, but she also paid it in advance. She transferred the money directly to her father.

"The third question is, are food and accommodation provided?" Jiang Yang asked.

Yang Chaoyue turned his head to look at the open door of the room where he was lying on his side.

The messy bedding half hung to the ground, and the snakeskin bag was filled with cheap clothes.

He looked back at the coffee table.

Oil stains condensed into clumps on the disposable lunch box, and disposable chopsticks poked the leftover rice crookedly.

Finally, she clutched the red bill Jiang Yang had given her to buy breakfast, mumbling, her throat tight, "Free food and lodging. Yes."

"Then what did I lie to you about?" Jiang Yang no longer leaned against the door frame, stood up straight, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly and then quickly suppressed.

"Lied to me……"

Yang Chaoyue was speechless for a moment: "It seems that he didn't lie to me."

Jiang Yang tapped the door frame with his fingers, speaking at a faster pace. "Don't underestimate our company. There are only two of us now, but we will definitely make it bigger and stronger in the future. You are our first employee, and you don't know anything. I am willing to train you step by step, connect you with resources, and arrange announcements. When our company thrives and grows, it will be easy for you to make money."

"When you wanted to terminate the contract earlier, I told you not to accept the 10 yuan termination fee. Now that you are loyal to the company, I can help you make hundreds of millions in the future. It will be a piece of cake."

Understand the applause.

Yang Chaoyue tilted his head, not understanding, but inexplicably feeling that it made sense.

Most importantly, she caught a key message from Jiang Yang's words: "You arranged a notice for me?"

"Today I'm going to meet with Xingcan Company in Shanghai to discuss some work. They've arranged for you to play opposite Luo Zhixiang, Sun Honglei, Huang Bo, Zhang Yixin, Huang Lei, and Wang Xun."

Yang Chaoyue, who had been feeling a little depressed, immediately became excited.

She unconsciously stood on tiptoe and leaned forward as if to catch every word Jiang Yang said.

When I was in school, I saw Sun Honglei playing Liu Huaqiang in "Conquer".

Luo Zhixiang played Yuan Daying in the TV series "Basketball Fire" and starred in Stephen Chow's movie "The Mermaid" which was released last year. It was very funny.

A few months ago, he liked a netizen's insulting remarks about Zhou Jielun and apologized afterwards.

Huang Bo starred in a very famous comedy movie called "Lost in Thailand".

Huang Lei also knows that he is a chef in "Where Are We Going, Dad 2".

Not to mention Zhang Yixin, one of the members of EXO. There are posters of Zhang Yixin from her EXO period on the wall of the dormitory next to the textile factory.

As for Wang Xun, I haven't heard of him. It may be because I don't know much about the deeds of celebrities in the entertainment industry. Unless they are particularly famous, I know the rest.

Of the six people Jiang Yang just mentioned, he knew five of them.

They are all big stars!
"Are you serious?" Yang Chaoyue's eyes were shining with anticipation, and he was even a little nervous, with his Yancheng dialect coming out.

"Why else would I train you to speak Mandarin? Do you think I would? I'm just worried that your Yancheng dialect wouldn't even get past the casting director."

"I will try my best, Brother Yang!" Yang Chaoyue seemed to understand Jiang Yang's good intentions.

"Tell me loudly, what are you going to do now?"

"Buy you breakfast!"

"anything else?"

"Clean up the living room coffee table and take out the trash!"

I didn't get any acting skills from Yang Chaoyue.

This shows that Yang Chaoyue’s current excitement is real.

"Go."

Jiang Yang returned to his room and crawled into the bed where the residual warmth had somewhat dissipated. He listened to the sound of Yang Chaoyue hurriedly picking up the garbage in the living room and finally leaving the house with the garbage bag.

I feel much more at ease.

It may be a little difficult to fool people who know the business.

It was easy to fool the inexperienced Yang Chaoyue. What's more, the acting skills he just displayed were borrowed from Yang Chaoyue.

Jiang Yang continued to take a nap.

Yang Chaoyue couldn't wait to put on her shoes and go out. She was looking forward to the announcement that Jiang Yang had arranged for her.

As soon as I came out of the corridor, I felt a cold wind blowing on my face.

The morning mist that had not yet dissipated at seven o'clock was wrapped in cold air, and the breath turned into frost.

Yang Chaoyue's red cotton jacket was particularly eye-catching in the gray street scene, and the loose threads on the cuffs trembled wildly in the cold wind.

Outside the community gate, there are several breakfast stalls set up on the street.

Green smoke was coming out of the honeycomb coal stove.

The sizzling sound of fried dough sticks being put into the wok mixed with the honking of a tricycle recycling old mobile phones.

When the steamer at the breakfast stall was opened, white steam filled half the street.

Yang Chaoyue came to a beef noodle restaurant, looked at the menu, and subconsciously opened his mouth, wanting to order a bowl of vegetarian noodles for 6 yuan.

When she worked in a textile factory, she always ordered this price.

Beef noodles are 4 yuan more expensive than vegetarian noodles, and Yang Chaoyue is reluctant to buy them.

But looking at the 100 yuan Jiang Yang gave him in his pocket, Yang Chaoyue hesitated and shouted, "I want a big bowl of beef noodles, with an extra 3 yuan of beef. How much is it?"

"13 dollars."

"How about a tiger skin egg?"

"16 dollars."

"Add it all to my noodles!"

Yang Chaoyue handed the red bill to the boss and put the change in his pocket.

When the bowl of soup with golden butter floating on it was brought to her, she swallowed unconsciously.

I took a sip, the hot soup made my nose red and my eyes moist.

Through her hazy vision, she saw in the reflection of the noodle soup the scene of her working overtime spinning yarn while eating cold steamed buns in her factory two weeks ago amid the roar of machines.

I rubbed my eyes and my vision became clear.

The beef slices are so thick that you can clearly see the texture, and when you bite into them, the juice mixed with chili rushes to your palate.

When he bit into the tiger skin egg, the runny flesh burned his tongue to the point of numbness. Yang Chaoyue took a few deep breaths and grinned.

The pain is much less than when your finger is pricked by a loom.

The soup bowl was empty, and the butter on the edge of the bowl reminded her of last month when she was working at a sewing machine and got grease on the cloth, and her team leader deducted 50 yuan from her.

At this moment, there were only 84 yuan left in his pocket out of the 100 yuan Jiang Yang gave him, and the banknotes were damp from being clutched.

She suddenly put the bowl on her face, pretending to wipe her mouth, but actually to cover her red eyes.

Yang Chaoyue ate with gusto and enjoyed himself thoroughly.

After drinking all the soup, I felt a little sad when I recalled the tight days I lived in the factory.

He went to the breakfast shop next door and bought the breakfast Jiang Yang ordered. When he was walking back, Yang Chaoyue saw several factory workers wearing blue-gray factory uniforms, their sleeves stained with engine oil, their backs hunched, and they were hurriedly buying breakfast at the breakfast stall.

It’s like seeing myself yesterday.

She subconsciously tugged at the corner of her clothes, and her throat tightened.

He opened his old Nokia phone, flipped it open with a click, the screen glowed blue, and he clicked on the text message page.

Take a look at the text message I sent to my dad yesterday about transferring 5000 yuan.

The number 5000 looks like it was carved with a knife and is thicker than the calluses on the palm of your hand.

Yang Chaoyue quickened his pace, clutched his phone tightly, and jogged towards the Fuli community. The plastic cup of hot soy milk in his hand was slightly deformed.

I now live in an air-conditioned room with a separate bedroom, and I don’t have to pay for food and beverages.

I wonder how many college students would compete with her for such a good job.

He stays up late to train me, and as soon as he receives an announcement, he can act opposite a star. Where can I find such a good boss?

I must perform well in front of Jiang Yang, not let Jiang Yang down, and keep this job.

When she left her hometown in Yancheng two years ago, she told her father that she would definitely become the hope of the whole village.

You can't go back on your word.

After returning to the rental house, Yang Chaoyue woke Jiang Yang up and waited for him to have breakfast. His fingers unconsciously rubbed the corner of the table and he asked cautiously:
"Brother Yang, the announcement you arranged for me is about which TV series or film you're going to star in with those celebrities you mentioned?"

"It's not a TV show, it's a variety show."

(End of this chapter)