Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

The flight attendants were slowly pushing the food cart over, which was decorated with delicate snacks and drinks, and the glasses were polished to a shine.

They were dressed in crisp uniforms, with impeccable makeup, gentle smiles on their faces, and walked very quietly as they passed by.

Seeing Yang Chaoyue looking over and nodding slightly at her, Yang Chaoyue immediately forced a sly smile.

"It's so good to be rich. Ruth was born into this kind of living condition, and so was Noko."

Subconscious comparisons.

That's just how the world is. Some people are born on cloud nine, while others have to wade through mud to chase the light.

She tried to suppress the envy in her heart: "What's so special about that? I'm just as good as you. I've seen those staff members on the bus who yell 'Get in! Get in!' but Ruth hasn't, has she?"

"You've probably never seen a train attendant pushing a cart piled high with instant noodles and snacks on a green train, shouting orders all the way?

"And then there were the days of squeezing onto old-fashioned green trains, where the hard-seat carriages were so crowded you could barely move your feet, and the bus seats were rock hard with backrests that hurt your back. Ruth probably never experienced that... I win."

My victory lies in my extensive knowledge and experience.

The envy is real, and so is the stubbornness to hold onto one's self-respect.

but.

Why does Yang Ge know these feelings? Yang Ge is clearly from a wealthy family.

Yang Chaoyue glanced at Jiang Yang, who was still sleeping with his head tilted to the side.

Her eyes immediately softened.

She frowned slightly, feeling sorry for Yang Ge's exhaustion.

Her gaze lingered on Jiang Yang's face for a few seconds, then a soft smile curved her lips.

"Brother Yang is probably the kind of weirdo who would rather live a poor life than have a good one. You can tell from the fact that Brother Yang is clearly from a wealthy family, but he insisted on starting from scratch. He's very stubborn."

Sometimes I find Yang Ge's stubbornness annoying.

Every time we kiss, I have to emphasize that she's under eighteen.

Yang Chaoyue gently poked the corner of his clothes with his finger.

While Yang Ge is still asleep...

She also quickly glanced around out of the corner of her eye.

I'm afraid of being seen by others.

She has the shyness of a young girl.

There is also a tentative approach, a desire to get closer but a fear of rejection.

Her cheeks flushed slightly, and a hint of slyness and grievance flickered in her eyes.

She hunched her shoulders slightly, her breathing became shallow, and her eyes were fixed on Jiang Yang's lips.

I saw Jiang Yang's lips tremble.

Only when they got closer could they hear Jiang Yang softly murmuring, "Sister Meng... Da..."

Hear the words.

Yang Chaoyue froze for half a second, the tenderness and expectation in his eyes vanished, leaving only a bit of suppressed anger.

Snapped!
The slap made Jiang Yang's face twitch.

Then, glancing around to avoid being noticed, she glared at Jiang Yang, who was slowly waking up.

Her lips were pressed into a thin line, and her cheeks turned even redder from anger and shyness.

"Have we arrived in Changsha?" Jiang Yang asked in a muffled voice.

Yang Chaoyue avoided eye contact with Jiang Yang, afraid of giving himself away. He nodded and mumbled "uh-huh" incoherently.

Then he glanced at Jiang Yang.

Her gaze fell on Jiang Yang's cheek, secretly observing the spot where she had slapped him.

Her lips were slightly pursed, as if she wanted to laugh but dared not: "How did you sleep?"

"Hmm... No, I'll try not to take this flight again in the future. My face hurts from sleeping so much." Jiang Yang had just woken up and gently rubbed his cheek that had been slapped.

I'm in first class, so why am I sleeping so uncomfortably?

It felt like I'd been slapped in the face.

Yang Chaoyue grasped Jiang Yang's hand: "Brother Yang, are you short of money for your film and television production? If not, I have some! I have another 100,000 yuan saved up now."

The blush on Yang Chaoyue's cheeks hadn't completely faded, and all that remained in his eyes was sincerity, as well as the pride of being able to help Brother Yang.

"Really? For me?"

"Yes." "You keep your word, turn around."

Jiang Yang was delighted to hear this.

He sat up straight, rubbed his face, and wondered if the production team had sent him a message. Just as he took out his phone, he saw a bank transfer notification:

[A deposit of RMB 100,000.00 has been made into your savings account ending in 8379. Transaction type: personal account transfer. Payer: Yang Chaoyue (ending in 6217). Transaction remarks: Yang Ge, keep it up! You can do it!]

Jiang Yang's lips still held an upward curve, his gaze fixed on the phone screen, but his eyes had changed.

From nonchalant to astonished.

One hundred thousand is not much for his current income.

But for Chaoyue, that's a lot!

It seems like they understand something.

He turned to look at Yang Chaoyue.

He opened his mouth, but didn't say anything immediately; he was moved and felt sorry for her.

For the first time in front of Yang Chaoyue, she was a little awkward and at a loss: "You, you, um, Yang Chaoyue, are you serious?!"

"What's the matter?"

"Are you stupid, spending money recklessly?"

"It's not a waste of money."

Yang Chaoyue smiled, shook his head slightly, and the smile on his lips remained unchanged.

This isn't wasting money; it's spending it on the most worthwhile things.

Yang Chaoyue held Jiang Yang's hand tightly, his fingers tightening slightly.

My parents loved me dearly when I was little, so I need to save money for their retirement back home.

We need to buy a new house for Father, regardless of whether he wants to live there or not.

The village primary school was my childhood.

So I want to improve the primary school in my hometown village and the primary school in my sister's village, so that future generations of children can sit in clean classrooms.

Yang Ge pulled himself out of the mire of poverty and completely bid farewell to the suffering of the past.

Just like Ruonan changing her name, she has been reborn.

Yang Chaoyue didn't understand any grand principles; she only knew how to spend all the money she saved on people who were good to her.

The old desks and chairs at the elementary school in my hometown need replacing, and the bumpy road in my sister's village should be repaired if we have the money.

How to spend every penny is etched in my mind.

It is a longing for family and for childhood.

It was also the dream I most wanted to fulfill after climbing out of poverty.

Yang Ge is different from others.

Before meeting Jiang Yang, she felt that life was just about enduring.

Working overtime day after day.

Living under someone else's roof requires extreme caution.

Seeing others' success, I can only pretend not to see it.

Yang Ge pulled her out of the assembly line, gave her the opportunity to act, so she wouldn't have to struggle for a living anymore, and protected her from being bullied.

Even the casual remark I made on set a few days ago, "Don't play with Bailu too much," made me feel like someone was thinking of me.
Yang Chaoyue was very clear about it.

She wasn't as clever as Bai Lu.

She didn't know how to say sweet words or use roundabout sweet talk, but she presented Jiang Yang with her most sincere heart.

Being treated well is a great blessing.

Therefore, treating those who are good to you well is the most important thing to do.

Jiang Yang saw a faint, satisfied smile on Yang Chaoyue's lips.

He said to him in the accent he used when he first met Yang Chaoyue, with his indistinguishable retroflex consonants: "Anyway, Brother Yang, I just want to help you, I want to make things easier for you."

"Speak properly! You still need to meet with the production crew later. I'll transfer the money to you."

"Don't!"

Yang Chaoyue snatched Jiang Yang's phone and said urgently, "I just wanted to help you, Brother Yang, I just wanted to make you less tired. Why did you transfer it back to me? It will cost you a handling fee. You're just wasting money... You helped me out, so I want to stay with you, you know?"
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(End of this chapter)