Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

Chapter 40: Learning and using it immediately

She even revealed that she helped Jiang Yang wash his underwear. How embarrassing!
Don’t bosses need to care about their employees’ face?

Kang Wen seemed to have discovered a talent, and he was very interested. He then asked, "Do you know anything else? The more the better."

"Not anymore."

Kang Wen patted Jiang Yang on the shoulder and said, "Sit down first. We'll go outside and perform a scene with the MC guest."

Yang Chaoyue sat there nervously, looking at Kang Wen who was writing something on Jiang Yang's information.

Just from the smile on Kang Wen's face, you can tell that Director Kang must be very satisfied with Brother Yang's performance.

In other words, the more dialects you know, the better.

I originally thought that knowing more dialects would only allow me to pretend to be a local and avoid being ripped off when paying for things, but I didn't expect that it would also be convenient for me to audition for a variety show.

Yang Chaoyue suddenly remembered what Jiang Yang had said to her before.

She is not afraid of losing face, but is afraid of not seizing the opportunity.

The intercom on Kang Wen's waist buzzed with electricity, and Yan Min's voice rang out: "Director Kang, come here, there's something wrong with the design."

"Everyone wait a moment, I'll be right there."

After saying this, Kang Wen hurried out.

The rehearsal room was filled with whispers from the extras.

Yang Chaoyue pointed his finger at Jiang Yang and said, "Brother Yang, you are so bold. You stole my dialect. What if Director Kang finds out that you can't speak Yancheng dialect?"

"Being exposed is nothing more than humiliation, you lose nothing, but if you fool people, you are likely to have more opportunities."

Jiang Yang has an eighteen-year-old body, but he's in his thirties. He has no shame at all: "Even if I have to pretend to be rich, I must seize this opportunity firmly."

Yang Chaoyue lowered his head slightly, thinking: "I understand, I must seize the opportunity, even if it means bluffing my face and pretending to be rich, and fooling people first."

[Under your training, Yang Chaoyue's ability to deceive has improved. You have received feedback, and your ability to deceive has increased by 1.]

Weird feedback has increased.

Has Yang Chaoyue's ability to deceive improved?

Has Yang Chaoyue learned to fool people?
Had he inadvertently taught Yang Chaoyue some bad ideas? Kang Wen pushed open the door of the rehearsal room. The cold wind blew away the heat in the room, and the extras fell silent.

Kang Wen continued the process and looked at Yang Chaoyue: "Which dialect do you speak?"

Yang Chaoyue hesitated for a second, mustered up his courage, his heart pounding with nervousness. He lowered his head and didn't dare to look Kang Wen in the eye: "From the Magic City."

What?

The corner of Jiang Yang's mouth twitched imperceptibly.

Really learn and use it right away.

Two hours ago, in a taxi, he was still teaching Yang Chaoyue Shanghai dialect.

Now this girl dares to deceive Kang Wen by saying that she can speak the Shanghai dialect.

Yang Chaoyue seemed to have learned bad things from him.

Maybe I will have to clean up Yang Chaoyue’s mess soon.

Yang Chaoyue felt cold sweat oozing from his lower back, the fabric sticking to his skin, and the lies that came out of his mouth made his tongue taste bitter.

"You can speak Shanghai dialect too? Let me hear you speak." Kang Wen raised his eyelids.

"I support Yang Chao."

What I mean is, my name is Yang Chaoyue.

These words that rolled out of her lips automatically were what Jiang Yang had taught her in the taxi earlier.

It is also the only sentence of Shanghai dialect she knows at present.

I was so nervous and worried.

"Raise your head and speak." Kang Wen leaned forward, and his pen made a dull tapping sound on the glass table.

Yang Chaoyue's throat rolled, his shoulders shrank slightly, and he looked up at Kang Wen, but his eyes were still a little vague, and his nails made indentations in his palms.

"Tell me, what is the difference between the pronunciation of Shanghai dialect and Mandarin?" Kang Wen asked.

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