Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

“But Chaoyue, weren’t you just talking to Chen Jingan and the others about how Haochun’s singing skills will definitely improve with practice?”

"That's how you say it to outsiders. Hao Chun is one of our own."

Yang Chaoyue said seriously, "If I had extra resources, I would share them with other people in the company, and I would even try my best to help them obtain them. But right now, I also need resources. I need money, lots and lots of money!"

Yang Chaoyue continued, "Do you remember the day I interviewed for 'Little Farewell'? I got in through connections, but I didn't adapt well. You taught me that in this line of work, you have to be ruthless."

"You were the only one signed in the company at the time, so I didn't tell you to be ruthless to your own people."

There was a snap.

Jiang Yang raised his hand again and slapped Yang Chaoyue on the buttocks.

The sound is loud.

It was drowned out by the music from the private room.

Yang Chaoyue lowered her head, knowing that she had exposed her ugliest side to Jiang Yang: "I'm sorry, Brother Yang, I understand. I'm the top female employee in the company, and I shouldn't be fighting over these things."

"you are right."

I heard Jiang Yang's voice.

Yang Chaoyue looked up, his eyes filled with astonishment.

Jiang Yang continued, "Your thinking does give me a headache, but you're not wrong. Chaoyue, even if you're facing Haochun, if you have the strength, why shouldn't you fight for it? Not to mention Haochun, even if it's Xiwei or Ruonan..."

Yang Chaoyue's lips twitched slightly.

Jiang Yang didn't scold her for being selfish or ungrateful.

Instead, he saw through her anxiety.

"Brother Yang, don't you think I'm a bad person?"

"What's so bad about it? You're making it sound so complicated. To put it simply, you're just afraid of going back to the past. I don't think that's bad; it's just that you're too afraid of losing it."

He slapped her again, his voice softer than before: "Don't hold back in front of me. What kind of relationship do we have? We've been living together for two months. To be honest, ambition is fine, but don't push yourself too far."

Yang Chaoyue nodded repeatedly.

Her words were a bit convoluted, but Jiang Yang immediately saw through her thoughts and told her what he was thinking.

Yang Chaoyue then asked, "What if it were you? Would you be allowed to steal it?"

"What?"

"What I mean is, Yang-ge, if it's your resource, can I take it from you?"

Jiang Yang smiled.

The initial reason for signing Yang Chaoyue was simply to exploit his attributes.

In hindsight, we struck gold.

What I fear most is that once a young actress has signed on, gains some fame, earns a little money, and then starts to lie low.

If Chaoyue maintains this mindset, he will become a money-printing machine with no end in sight.

This girl, who started from the lowest point, has more ambition than anyone else.

"Of course." Jiang Yang gently put his arm around Yang Chaoyue's waist and smiled, "I'll wait for the day you surpass me, then I'll retire. But Chaoyue, don't push yourself too hard... Go, get me a glass of juice."

"Alright!"

They noticed that Yang Chaoyue's speech ended with a "lie" sound.

Just like the first time I met her at Starbucks.

Wearing that borrowed chiffon dress, her hands were trembling as she clutched her resume.

Yet she dared to say, despite her reluctance, that she wanted to be in a girl group.

I didn't even know what a girl group was, I just wanted to seize this opportunity.

This girl climbed up from the bottom without relying on anyone; she relied solely on her ruthless drive to seize opportunities.

Just a moment ago, I was chatting with Xiwei.

Xiwei said she wasn't as ambitious as Bailu.

Is Bailu very ambitious?

Will they start to become complacent once they gain some fame?

You never know, you'll only know when you get there.

But Chaoyue has never lay flat.

Of all the girls they signed, Yang Chaoyue was actually the most ambitious. However, she was very good at pretending, acting as if she didn't compete or fight and was carefree.

Compared to those artists who become complacent after gaining some fame, Yang Chaoyue's ambition is the foundation for her long-term success.

He has witnessed the suffering of transcendence.

I know how urgent Chaoyue's situation is, and I have even more faith in her hard work.

One day, she will watch Chaoyue, step by step, become the Chaoyue she imagined.

"Yang-ge." Yang Chaoyue handed Jiang Yang a glass of juice, then held one for herself, saying in broken English, "Cheers."

Jiang Yang laughed out loud: "Cheers, what does that mean?"

Cheers!

"Sold it together."

"Hey, you, drink up, drink up, I can't spell it out."

I chatted with Jiang Yang for a few minutes.

Yang Chaoyue already knew what was going on.

I don't really expect Jiang Yang to replace Hao Chun with her, because knowing Jiang Yang, the hope is too slim.

I just wanted Jiang Yang to know.

No matter how friendly she appeared, her inherent kindness had been completely exhausted long before she met Yang Ge.

Just like she had never seen Yang Ge during his non-mainstream period.

Yang Ge had never met her, the one who had initially harbored good intentions.

For those from impoverished backgrounds, striving for success is always a perilous journey.

Before she met Yang Ge, if she wanted to fall into depravity, no one would stop her.

But if she wants to stand out from the crowd and defy fate, a bunch of people will jump out to stop her.

Choosing to face fate alone is, in essence, choosing loneliness.

Only ultimate success will speak for itself.

But after meeting Yang Ge, he never stopped her. Even her badness and greed were seen as virtues in Yang Ge's eyes.

That understanding is warmer than anything else.

Liu Haochun cut off another piece with the cake knife in his hand.

Cream got on his fingertips, and Liu Haochun licked them, his eyes squinting from the sweetness.

Bai Lu muttered beside her, "This piece is way too big."

"You don't want it? If you don't want it, I'll give it to Chaoyue."

"I want I want!"

Liu Haochun smiled and handed over the cake, completely unaware of the look in Yang Chaoyue's eyes when he looked at her, nor did she hear the hushed argument between Jiang Yang and Yang Chaoyue.

In her eyes, today is a happy birthday.

There was cake, fireworks, and Chaoyue, Xiwei, Bailu, and Jiangyang were there with them.

She had heard Yang Chaoyue praising her talent in front of Chen Jing'an, and she heard it all clearly.

I genuinely feel that the leap forward is real.

I'm thinking that I need to practice singing hard in the future so as not to let everyone down.

Cut off another piece.

She looked up at Jiang Yang and saw that he was chatting with Yang Chaoyue. She assumed they were talking about the piano during filming.

I never imagined that my opportunity would be snatched away by someone else.

I never imagined that my friend would have ulterior motives.

She smiled and waved:

"Chaoyue, there are still a few pieces of cake left!"

Yang Chaoyue suddenly heard Liu Haochun shouting at the top of his lungs.

She looked up and smiled, "The boss won't let me eat! He said I'll get overweight if I eat too much."

Yang Chaoyue grabbed the microphone from the table and yelled, "Hurry up and eat! The boss won't let you eat in a little while. Being an artist means you have to maintain your figure. It's so annoying!"

The words fell.

Bai Lu, who was still singing, immediately handed the microphone to Zhong Shujia.

Together with Tian Xiwei, they ran to the table and took a few more bites.

Jiang Yang would regularly weigh them, and if they were overweight, he would manage their diet very strictly.

The cake was paid for by Zhong Shujia; it was a mousse cake.

The base is made of imported gelatin sheets and light cream.

It's served with Valrhona chocolate, mascarpone cheese, and fresh fruit puree.

The cake base is chocolate.

No preservatives were added during the entire production process.

It tastes great.

Zhong Shujia and the others didn't grab the microphone; instead, they took it and sang and chatted amongst themselves.

Yang Chaoyue watched as Bai Lu and Tian Xiwei tentatively smeared cream on Liu Haochun's face.

Especially when you see that Bai Lu has smeared cream on Liu Haochun's nose and forehead, and hear Liu Haochun curse, "Don't you dare smear it on me, go to hell."

"Holy crap, Hao Chun swears. Say it again." "I won't."

"Haochun, you idiot."

"You're the idiot, go to hell!"

Seeing Liu Haochun with cream on his nose, angrily scolding Bai Lu, Yang Chaoyue laughed until he couldn't breathe.

Things have calmed down.

His gaze was fixed on Liu Haochun.

I really admire Liu Haochun's talent.

He acts better than her, sings better than her, and comes from a better family.

The top spot may soon be taken over by Liu Haochun.

Yang Chaoyue laughed and said, "Brother Yang, do you know that there is actually one thing that makes me different from Haochun?"

"Ok?"

“Look, Bai Lu insults Hao Chun, and Hao Chun insults her back. Maybe Hao Chun thinks that this is fair.”

"Isn't it?"

Jiang Yang turned his head to look over.

A brilliant mind, quirky and unconventional, always able to find unique perspectives on problems.

At the same time, with an understanding of transcendence.

You can sense that Chaoyue is definitely preparing some big move.

Yang Chaoyue continued, "What kind of fairness is that? If someone slaps me, and I slap them back, I'm the one who suffers because I never intended to hit them. Instead, I get hurt. So, the other person should feel pain a thousand times greater than being hit. That's what fairness is!"

Jiang Yang nodded.

I understand what Yang Chaoyue means.

In fact, that's exactly what Yang Chaoyue did. Last year, in her rented apartment in Shanghai, Yang Chaoyue told him that the boy in her junior high class who had insulted her by saying she didn't have a mother had his finger broken by her hitting him with a broom.

just.

Why did Chaoyue suddenly say this to him?

"So, Yang-ge, you just spanked me several times, I..."

Yang Chaoyue couldn't help but laugh as he was speaking.

Suddenly, she snatched the cake that was placed to the side and slapped it hard in Jiang Yang's face.

But before she could even raise her hand, Jiang Yang grabbed her wrist: "Do you think I don't know you? I can tell what you're up to even if I thought about it with my bare hands."

"Brother Yang, no! Don't waste it."

Snapped!
Jiang Yang slapped a plate of cake onto Yang Chaoyue's face.

Yang Chaoyue wiped his face and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Sisters, that bastard boss bullied me, let's beat him up!"

Oops.

Fell into a trap.

This is the ultimate move that transcends time.

Jiang Yang had just turned around when a piece of cake was shoved at his face. It was Liu Haochun: "It's my birthday today, I'll go first, hahaha~~"

Bai Lu and Tian Xiwei immediately followed.

Led by Zhong Shujia, three musicians followed closely behind.

Not a moment later.

Jiang Yang's face was covered in cream.

The private room erupted in laughter.

Yang Chaoyue stepped aside and laughed the loudest.

Relaxed and comfortable.

Having been in the underworld for so many years, following Jiang Yang around, I was quite reserved at first, but now I'm becoming more and more able to be myself.

Back when she worked in the factory, she had to be careful even when joking with her coworkers for fear of offending them.

Now, even after someone smears cream all over your face, you still dare to retaliate.

Even if it's a dog-like boss.

Watching Liu Haochun lead the way in patting Jiangyang's cake, Yang Chaoyue smeared cream on his face and laughed.

Suddenly I realized that it wouldn't matter if Hao Chunzhen took the top spot.

Jiang Yang will not treat her unfairly.

More importantly, maybe in the future, I can bring Hao Chun along and go crazy with her in this industry.

Jiang Yang's face and hair were covered in cream, not just his cheeks.

I heard a burst of laughter from inside the private room.

Yang Chaoyue's voice was the loudest.

Jiang Yang did not stop him.

We usually manage these girls' weight strictly because we're afraid they'll look bad in front of the camera.

But on their birthdays, no matter whose birthday it is, he's willing to go crazy with them for a while.

A mousse cake without preservatives—it's worth it to make them happy for half a day.

I never expected that Hao Chun, who is usually well-behaved, would cause trouble on his own initiative.

Looking at the cream on Liu Haochun's face and the light in her eyes, I suddenly felt that this girl had finally relaxed.

He squinted and said, "Old Zhong, you're so old, why are you doing this? Stop messing around, stop messing around, I'm going to sing!"

When it comes to singing...

Zhong Shujia's eyes lit up, and he immediately told everyone to stop.

That's enough fun.

Business matters.

For the three musicians in particular, celebrating Liu Haochun's birthday was just a side event; Jiang Yang's song was the real priority.

"Jiang Yang, what's the name of the song you want to sing this time?"

"My Taoist Nun Friend"

This is the song!

Chen Jing'an, Wang Jianqiang, and A Zhe all understood.

On the way here, Zhong Shujia had told them that this was the name of the theme song Jiang Yang composed for Ze Tian Ji.

It's an adaptation of a song from an island nation.

The copyright belongs to Jiang Yang.

Jiang Yang sat back down at the piano, his playful mood immediately vanishing.

Several musicians immediately sensed Jiang Yang's seriousness about music.

Yang Chaoyue helped Jiang Yang turn on the standing microphone and immediately stepped aside.

He didn't talk much to Jiang Yang.

I was afraid of disturbing Jiang Yang's state of mind.

No matter how much the boss acts up normally, he never falters when it comes to being professional and can always get into the zone immediately.

Very reliable.

This reliability is a form of responsibility towards those around you.

A sense of security.

Chen Jing'an stopped smiling and unconsciously sat up straight.

He's a musician, and no matter how much trouble he causes, he won't take good works lightly.

The music prelude begins.

Ah Zhe has already turned on the equipment.

Zhong Shujia didn't even bother eating the cake; even though she didn't understand music, she listened very attentively.

Her piano playing skills are beyond question.

Chen Jing'an and the others had seen him play the piano before. His left hand was placed in the bass register, and he pressed the chords very slowly, as if he wasn't using any force with his knuckles, so that each note carried a lingering warmth.

The intensity was just right.

It neither made the notes so ethereal as to be elusive, nor so heavy as to ruin the melancholic atmosphere of the song's intro.

The private room was completely silent.

Only Bai Lu suddenly burst out laughing, then repeatedly apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't really want to laugh. Jiang Yang played very well, but seeing his whole head covered in cream while he was playing the piano so earnestly, I just couldn't help but laugh..."

That’s what I said.

Jiang Yang sang the first line.

Bai Lu stopped speaking abruptly and turned to look at Jiang Yang.

Suddenly, even the cream on the dog boss's face seemed less funny, leaving only the melancholy in the music.

Only one thought crossed my mind: "Jiang Yang is singing live... and he sounds so good!"
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