Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

Chapter 26 My Brain is Frozen

Tang Shuliang made this call specifically to let Jiang Yang leave an impression on Yan Min.

When the filming starts, there will be so many extras that the camera may not be able to capture Jiang Yang, let alone interact with the guests.

If Jiang Yang can really perform well in a variety show, he can also indirectly get some credit.

"One is called Jiang Yang, and the other is called Yang Yue, right? Okay, I'll remember it. Let's leave it this way for now." After hanging up the phone, Yan Min continued to modify the program script.

We need to keep an eye on the post-production progress of the previous program, check whether the edited clips have a coherent storyline, how the safety facilities at the shooting site are prepared, and whether there are safe passages to deal with emergencies.

As the highest level of the program team, they need to be responsible for the entire program and always liaise with the camera crew, post-production team, props team, and venue team.

……

"The express delivery station that Brother Yang mentioned is in Building 18, but now there are only three... How much money does the developer of this community make?"

Fuli Community is considered to be a relatively large real estate project in Songjiang District, with a total construction area of ​​530,000 square meters, and is developed and constructed in four phases.

There is a Grade A hospital to the south, and a bilingual kindergarten a hundred meters away. The tuition for one semester is higher than Yang Chaoyue's salary as a female worker in a textile factory for half a year.

A Fuli Kindergarten is planned for the third phase of construction, but before construction has even started, the registration queue has already been filled with students who have paid tuition fees.

The cold wind made Yang Chaoyue's nose turn red. She rubbed her palms, looked up and counted the building numbers on the roofs of each commercial building, and walked towards the express station that Jiang Yang mentioned.

Two years ago, when she worked in a textile factory in Songjiang District, she saw the housing prices in the real estate project's promotional materials.

The first phase is 1.5 yuan per square meter.

At that time, her salary was 3300 yuan. She dreamed of living with her father in a community with complete supporting facilities in the future, so she worked hard in the factory.

After working on a sewing machine for two years, my salary increased to 3500 yuan, including full attendance.

The third phase of the Fuli residential complex is already being sold, and the price of housing has risen to 3 yuan per square meter. Yang Chaoyue doesn't dare to hope that she will be able to afford such a house in the future.

If it weren’t for Jiangyang Company’s rent reimbursement benefit, I wouldn’t even be able to pay the rent.

The more people live there are, the more express deliveries there are.

The number of express delivery stations in the community has not kept up. Currently, there are only four express delivery stations: Tiantian, YTO, Deppon and Best.

When Yang Chaoyue arrived, there was a seven or eight meter long queue at the door. During the Double Eleven shopping festival a month ago, the queue was almost as long as the express delivery station at Shanghai University.

"Opening a courier point in this neighborhood should be very profitable, right?"

Jiang Yang's express delivery was estimated to weigh about four or five pounds and felt like a book. Yang Chaoyue exhaled white mist from his mouth and signed his name on the order number, while his mind was still thinking about making money.

After dropping out of school and being beaten by society for two years, my youth is over and I have reached the age where everything requires money.

Time goes by faster and faster. I no longer have the pride I had in the past, and I have also lost the original look when I first arrived in Shanghai.

In the past two years, I have been accepting, growing and changing.

Life does not get better because of being sensible. Instead, it becomes more indifferent.

until.

Get to know Jiang Yang, the boss of a shell company.

Yes.

Yang Chaoyue has clearly realized that the company he signed with is just a shell company.

So what.

Food and accommodation are provided, and salary is paid as usual, which allows her father at home to not worry about her, and Brother Yang can help her receive notices, which is enough.

Not to mention the 5000 yuan extra pay, according to the 70%-30% split, she could only get 3500 yuan. Even if Jiang Yang took the lion's share and left her 1500 yuan, she wouldn't complain.

The treatment is much better than that of factory girls.

What's more, as the boss, Jiang Yang will respect her and allow her to make money with dignity.

The community was so big that Yang Chaoyue searched for more than ten minutes before he arrived at the building where Jiang Yang rented.

The tip of my nose turned red from the cold.

The key went into the lock, the door opened, and warm air blew into my collar. The air conditioner on the balcony hummed. "Brother Yang, the package has been picked up. There are so many people picking up packages in this neighborhood. There's a long queue at the delivery station. There's even a Double 12 shopping mall planned for the door..."

Seeing Jiang Yang lying on his side and sleeping on the leather sofa, Yang Chaoyue stopped talking.

Jiang Yang's bony fingers hung down naturally, and his loose hair covered his eyes.

Yang Chaoyue closed the door quietly, changed into slippers, and put the express delivery next to the coffee table.

Jiang Yang had said before that there was no need to learn about group performances today.

Now should be his free time. Yang Chaoyue went to the side bedroom, fumbled for the air conditioner remote control, lay on the bed, turned on Jiang Yang's IPAD screen, and looked for some good movies, TV shows or variety shows to watch.

Feeling the warm breeze comfortably, I just feel that life is extremely comfortable.

But suddenly I felt something was wrong.

She found a clean summer quilt in the closet, went to the living room, and covered Jiang Yang with it as an air-conditioning quilt. Only then did she feel at ease.

She bent over, carefully smoothed the corner of the quilt, and her fingertips brushed across Jiang Yang's warm shoulders.

While Jiang Yang was asleep, Yang Chaoyue dared to take a closer look at him.

The boy breathed evenly, and it was unknown what he was dreaming about. His Adam's apple trembled slightly as he swallowed.

The fine bangs hang down, covering the forehead.

The straight nose makes the profile look particularly three-dimensional.

She is prettier than Zhang Yixin in "Go Fighting!"

The legs are so long that they can touch the side armrests of the sofa when bent.

"He has a handsome face, but a pig's brain. Sign me."

Yang Chaoyue smirked inwardly, "There are so many factory girls who are prettier than me, and even more college students with better academic abilities than me, but you chose to sign me. You're unlucky."

Yang Chaoyue tiptoed towards the side room. Just as he touched the door handle, Jiang Yang's vague voice rang out from behind him: "Have you picked up the package?"

"Wake up, Brother Yang."

"hold head high."

Jiang Yang rubbed his eyes and sat up. The summer quilt covering him was a bit old, but the fragrance of laundry detergent was very strong.

Jiang Yang understood what was going on: "Thanks...Have you opened the package? I bought this for you."

"Bought for me?"

Yang Chaoyue immediately became interested.

I picked up the utility knife on the coffee table and quickly cut open the express packaging paper. There was indeed a book inside.

There are seven books in total, which are larger than the "Actor's Self-cultivation" that Jiang Yang had read before, and the covers are brightly colored.

Yang Chaoyue took a quick glance.

The titles of the first three books are eight big characters.

"Five years of college entrance examination, three years of simulation."

The three words "Wang Houxiong" are written on the sides of the last three books.

"What kind of book is this?" Yang Chaoyue had never seen this thing before.

“A treasure from my student days.”

Yang Chaoyue shook his head: "I don't have any impression."

I opened it casually and took a look. It was full of formulas and symbols that I couldn't understand.

There seemed to be a smell of ink wafting out of the book, which made my temples throb.

Is it a book that teaches her how to be a good extra, or learn to be a member of a girl group, or how to become a qualified artist?

Yang Chaoyue never attended high school, and his family didn't have money to buy tutoring books when he was in school, so it's normal that he has no impression of this kind of teaching materials.

However, Jiang Yang will leave an impression on Yang Chaoyue.

There is still half a year before the college entrance examination.

Jiang Yang himself wasn't sure whether he could improve Yang Chaoyue's college entrance examination scores by taking advantage of his attributes, so he needed to try.

Jiang Yang leaned against the armrest of the sofa, his chin resting on his palm, his tone a little sleepy: "They are all high school textbooks. Pick one and start studying now."

"High school...textbooks?!"

"Let's start with English, a compulsory course. Do you remember the phonetic symbols?"

"What sign?!"

Yang Chaoyue had a bad premonition, his head buzzed, and he was stunned.

(End of this chapter)