Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

Chapter 30 Let Brother Yang know that training her is worth it

Jiang Jianye glared at Jiang Yueyue.

Jiang Yueyue shrank her head, no longer looking out, and ate her meal quietly. Jiang Jianye then spoke, "Didn't you say you were going out to make a living? How come you're in a relationship?"

"I'm not in a relationship. I opened an agency, signed a female artist, and auditioned for a variety show together..."

Jiang Jianye obviously didn't believe Jiang Yang's words. His neck was red and veins were bulging as he interrupted him: "Son of a bitch! Starting a company? Do you think I'm a harma? Don't lie to me!"

I’m having fun playing with my friends.

In the middle of cursing, Jiang Jianye turned his head away and touched the cigarette box. He pressed the lighter three times before it lit up. Suddenly, he said with concern: "Are you doing pyramid schemes out there?"

Open an agency and sign female artists.

Is this something a high school student can do?

It sounds like a lie.

The most important thing for my son now is studying!

But Jiang Yang's next words shut him up: "Tell Yueyue to come to my room and send me my high school textbooks."

"What are you going to do?"

"Prepare for the college entrance examination and focus on both study and career."

"Is it true or not?"

Jiang Yang switched the camera of his mobile phone to the rear position again and scanned the coffee table.

The A4 papers above are filled with phonetic symbols.

There are also "Five Years of College Entrance Examination and Three Years of Simulation" and "Complete Solution of Wang Houxiong's Textbooks" which are very eye-catching.

Jiang Jianye's tone softened a bit. "I don't understand what you're thinking. If you want to study, come back and study. There's no one to teach you out there."

"I can study on my own. Besides, if I come back and you're arguing with the supplier again, you'll get mad at me and start arguing with me again, affecting my studies."

"You're still blaming me? It's as if your poor grades are due to my influence!"

Jiang Jianye became more and more angry as he spoke.

He gets angry easily.

In this family, only Jiang Yang's mother can cure him.

The kitchen door was pushed open with a creaky sound. Yang Chaoyue's apron strings swayed like white butterflies behind her waist. She glanced out holding the freshly cooked stew and saw Jiang Yang sitting in front of the coffee table, video chatting with a middle-aged man on WeChat.

The aroma of chopped green onions and the smell of cooked meat filled the living room.

From his facial features, one can tell at a glance that the man in the video is Jiang Yang's father.

But the voice was very aggressive: "You can do whatever you want, it has nothing to do with me!"

Yang Chaoyue leaned forward on tiptoe.

The boss is arguing with the boss's father?

Yang Chaoyue instantly became alert.

The soul of Bagua burns brightly.

Pretending not to see or hear anything, he retreated to the kitchen and quietly closed the door.

Yang Chaoyue leaned sideways, his left ear pressing against the door panel with a burning sensation, his nails unconsciously picking at the oil splashes on his apron, and eavesdropped intently.

Unfortunately, after a few words, the living room fell silent, and Jiang Yang's voice called her: "Come out, the video is down, there is no more melon to eat."

"What are you eating?" Yang Chaoyue pushed the door open.

"that is……"

The term "eating melons" seems to have only become popular next year. After all, there are not so many scandals in the entertainment industry now. It's normal that Yang Chaoyue doesn't understand it now. Jiang Yang corrected the topic and said, "It means that you can't overhear any gossip."

"What were you eavesdropping on? I wasn't eavesdropping." Yang Chaoyue put the re-fried stewed earthenware on the coffee table seriously.

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

"My dad and I look alike, right?" Jiang Yang asked.

"You are definitely my biological child!"

Yang Chaoyue was slightly stunned, then hurried to the kitchen and came out with two steaming meals: "Brother Yang, I only heard one sentence, and it was in dialect, so I didn't understand it."

As for whether Jiang Yang was arguing with his father, Yang Chaoyue certainly would not comment.

That is Brother Yang’s private matter.

I'm just a little envious.

When I have money, I will definitely buy my dad an Apple phone like Brother Yang’s.

She also changed to a smartphone that can video chat.

When I miss my father, I can see him.

"Chao Yue, what is this dish called?"

"Stewed earth! I'm super serious this time!"

The pig skin soaked up the sauce, and when I bit into it, it made a crunching sound. The fresh aroma mixed with the numbing taste of Sichuan peppers rushed from the tip of my tongue to my ears. Jiang Yang narrowed his eyes and hissed, "Hmm~ This one's delicious!"

Yang Chaoyue didn’t make any mistakes when cooking this time!

He picked up another piece of bamboo shoots and stuffed it into his mouth. The crisp texture tasted great.

Wood ear mushrooms have a unique fungal aroma and are very chewy when eaten.

[Under your care, Yang Chaoyue's cooking skills have improved. Your cooking skills +1]

"It's really delicious?" Hearing Jiang Yang's praise, Yang Chaoyue's eyes lit up and he smiled like a primary school student who was praised by his teacher, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the folds of his apron.

She stole a glance at Jiang Yang's profile as he ate his meal, the corners of her mouth curled up uncontrollably, and her toes dangled unconsciously under the table.

“It’s so delicious!”

The attributes have been obtained from the system, how can they be fake?

"There are three more dishes. Take your time and I'll make them for you!"

Yang Chaoyue hurriedly ate two mouthfuls of rice, rubbed his apron, and went back to the kitchen to work.

Jiang Yang didn’t know whether Yang Chaoyue’s acting skills had improved, but his cooking speed had improved.

After half an hour.

Lotus root starch dumplings and white stewed mullet were served on the coffee table.

Adding the dishes and chopsticks, the coffee table seems a bit crowded.

"There were some drunken snails, but they were still spitting out mud and sand in the basin. I can't make them today."

"It'll be the same tomorrow. The coffee table is full anyway. Go out and pick out a more exquisite dining table. Otherwise, it won't be worthy of your excellent cooking skills." Jiang Yang said with a smile.

"Good boy, praise me more often, I love to hear it!"

Yang Chaoyue's eyes were curled with a smile. When she saw Jiang Yang finish a bowl of rice, she rushed to serve him a second bowl. She was eager for Jiang Yang to eat her food and have a full stomach. "How about my lotus root starch meatballs?" "The skin is soft and chewy, and the lard and sugar in the filling are so rich and fragrant that they melt in my mouth. I can finish them all!"

"What about the white stewed mullet?"

"Delicious! The meat is so tender and incredibly flavorful. If a restaurant didn't charge 168 for this dish alone, it would be a shame."

"Hahaha, actually the cost is less than 30..."

Yang Chaoyue smiled with his eyes curved.

I have a kitchen to cook in, and the money I spend on groceries can be reimbursed by the boss. When the boss eats the food I cook, he will earnestly praise me with all kinds of words... This is simply the happiest moment in my two years in Shanghai.

I laughed so hard that tears came out.

I wish my family were around too.

The dishes were steaming and the aroma filled the air. The two of them chatted and laughed, set up their IPADs, selected the latest popular TV series, and watched while eating.

"I want to watch this, 'The Journey of Flower'. My roommates loved watching it when we were in the factory dormitory. I heard them talking about it and they said that Zhao Liying performed very well in it." Yang Chaoyue pointed at the IPAD screen with rice grains on the corners of his mouth.

"Take a break tonight. If you want to watch it, I can take you to your room with my IPAD and watch it all night."

Jiang Yang never missed any opportunity to learn something from Yang Chaoyue: "Remember to pay attention to the actors' performances and see if you can learn anything."

"Okay! Okay!"

Yang Chaoyue was fascinated by the first episode.

Jiang Yang got up and went to the bathroom, washed his hands, stood on the balcony and looked out, then returned to the living room to watch the show with Yang Chaoyue.

The neon lights on the street are dazzling, but in the house the only sound is the clinking of chopsticks hitting bowls.

Yang Chaoyue came to her senses and found that Jiang Yang had fallen asleep on the sofa at some point, covered with her thin quilt.

There is still half a mouthful of rice in the bowl left.

"What a waste of food." Yang Chaoyue muttered softly and continued watching the TV series.

The air conditioner outside the balcony was humming, and Jiang Yang was sleeping soundly with even breathing.

An English textbook was pressed on the edge of a blue and white porcelain plate of stewed mullet.

Three pairs of chopsticks were placed alternately on a small plate of pickled radish.

The rising heat casts a hazy mist on the iPad screen.

The dishes in the bowls are all specialties from my hometown of Yancheng.

The ceiling light in the living room cast a circle of warm yellow above Yang Chaoyue's head. She held a white porcelain bowl, with half a piece of chopped green onion on her cuff. The hot steam from the bowl filled her eyes.
Suddenly, Yang Chaoyue felt like he was back in his hometown, eating, watching TV, and doing homework like when he was a child.

Comfortable, peaceful and warm.

This was something she had never felt in her numb life in the Magic City over the past two years.

We can’t let Brother Yang down!

Let Brother Yang know that it is worth training her!
I can't let others take away such a good job.

Resisting the urge to continue watching "The Journey of Flower", Yang Chaoyue turned off the screen of his iPad and placed it on the sofa to charge.

I quietly cleaned up the dishes and took an English textbook back to my room.

After reviewing the phonetic symbols Jiang Yang taught her, she opened the list of words for the compulsory course one.

Yang Chaoyue sat cross-legged in front of the bedside table, holding a pen, and wrote down the words in a roundabout way: "Exchange, exchange, exchange, exchange, exchange, exchange..."

"It's so hard to remember. I don't even know if I read it correctly. I'll ask Brother Yang to check it later. He's sure he understands."

"I'm going to stay up all night memorizing words!"

Ten minutes later, Yang Chaoyue felt sleepy, his fingertips still loosely holding the pen, and the tip of the pen spread a blob of ink on the word exchange.

Half an hour later, Yang Chaoyue was so sleepy that her head was twitching like a chicken pecking at rice, and the English textbook had slid askew onto her thigh.

She suddenly shuddered, shook her head violently, and slapped her cheeks with her palms: "I can't sleep, I can't sleep, I have to study hard, I want to become a college student..."

An hour later, Yang Chaoyue was sleeping like a dead pig.

Jiang Yang slowly woke up and lifted the thin quilt covering his body.

Seeing that there was no one in the living room, the coffee table was cleaned, the lamp in the side bedroom was on, and the light inside was on.

When I walked over, I saw Yang Chaoyue sitting cross-legged in front of the bedside table with his head resting on it, sleeping soundly.

The loose hair covered the teaching materials.

The pair of cotton slippers, which were several sizes too large, were placed crookedly beside her thighs.

"You made so much noise when you were sleeping, you rolled out of bed."

Jiang Yang didn't wake up Yang Chaoyue.

He draped the thin quilt that Yang Chaoyue had used to cover him over Yang Chaoyue.

He took a tissue, wiped the saliva from the corner of the girl's mouth, and threw it into the trash can with disgust.

Seeing that the window was closed, he gently pressed the remote control, turned on the air conditioner in her room, and blew warm air.

The cotton slippers Yang Chaoyue wore were too big and could easily cause her to sprain her ankle, but the girl didn't even ask for a new pair.

You can buy a pair of polyester rubber cotton slippers for 10 yuan at the street stalls in the night market. They have a very hard texture.

This is the style Jiang Yang wears himself.

Forget it.

Don’t go to the night market, go to the supermarket and buy a pair of better quality shoes.

After all, he is counting on Yang Chaoyue to make money for him in the future, so he can't be stingy.

He squatted down, measured the length of Yang Chaoyue's feet with his bony fingers, and closed the door sideways when he went out.

Jiang Yang remembered that he fell asleep while watching "The Journey of Flower" with Yang Chaoyue.

I watched the TV series "The Journey of Flower" in my previous life.

The reason why I was willing to watch the show with Yang Chaoyue was, of course, to try to see if I could learn some of his acting skills. After all, I had reminded Yang Chaoyue that when watching a show, he should pay attention to learning the acting skills of the actors in it.

Open the Control Panel and take a look.

Expectations dashed.

Didn't get any acting skills.

It seems that Yang Chaoyue can't learn any acting skills just by watching TV dramas.

Eh?
wrong!

How to add other attributes?
[Under your care, Yang Chaoyue's English vocabulary has increased. You have received feedback and your English vocabulary has increased by 1.]

"When did I teach her to memorize words? That doesn't make sense."

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