Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

Chapter 81: Greedy, Lustful, and Profit-Seeking

"It must be that your identity has changed."

"Identity changed?"

Yang Chaoyue suddenly remembered what Jiang Yang had said before.

In a program or film crew where there are clear hierarchies, if you encounter trouble, reveal your identity first.

Jiang Yang threw the remaining chicken leg skeleton into the lunch box, wiped his hands with a tissue, picked up a piece of salmon with a fork and put it into his mouth, chewing until his temples throbbed slightly:
"During our previous performance on Caowei Street, we interacted with Huang Lei the most and gave the best performance. The director-general was watching from the broadcast van the entire time and might have praised you. If the director of photography and the technical director heard it, it would have easily gotten out."

“I was praised by the chief director!”

Yang Chaoyue was subconsciously delighted, rubbing his palm against the edge of the stone bench, and then suddenly realized:

"Just because I was praised by the director, everyone treats me well?"

"Yes."

Jiang Yang poured the pork rib soup over the rice and stirred it with a spoon. His Adam's apple bulged and his knuckles shone with oil.

"The makeup artists, extras, script supervisors, production managers, and stagehands we're dealing with now are all at the bottom of the production team. It's a temporary, high-pressure community. Interpersonal relationships largely rely on human instinct. When the director sends a signal, the bottom-level staff will quickly rebuild temporary relationships to protect themselves."

Yang Chaoyue widened his eyes and listened attentively.

Without blinking.

Her head trembled with the frequency of Jiang Yang's nodding, and her pupils were always a beat behind.

I always felt that what Jiang Yang said made a lot of sense. I knew every word, but when they were put together, I couldn't understand it: "I didn't understand."

"Is there something wrong with what I said? You were listening so carefully, but you didn't understand a word?"

"No."

There was a clear light in Yang Chaoyue's eyes.

Jiang Yang's Adam's apple moved, and he swallowed the last grain of rice in his mouth, feeling quite helpless.

Almost forgot.

Yang Chaoyue is a fish with no clues, so we can’t talk about him in too profound a way.

When I was a child, I didn’t understand when my parents explained death to me.

I told the elderly at home how to connect to WiFi, but they still didn’t understand.

So I have to tell the story in a way that Yang Chaoyue can understand.

Otherwise, you would have the feeling that this girl is obviously very serious, but the knowledge is like raindrops hitting a duck's back, not getting it wet at all.

Jiang Yang tried to make his explanation as clear as possible: "The prototype of the movie 'I Am No. 1' is Zhang He, an extra in Hengdian. Because he was praised by Derek Yee, an agency came to him the next day to sign him. Even extras who are casually praised by Hollywood's Spielberg will get an extra steak for lunch that day. Do you understand what I mean?"

Jiang Yang listened carefully to the system prompt sound in his mind.

Didn't hear it.

"Hmm..." Yang Chaoyue hummed, letting out a long tail sound: "I still don't understand, Brother Yang, can you speak human language?"

Jiang Yang suddenly wanted to overturn the stone table in front of him.

He scratched his head and said in the simplest terms: "It's just that you were praised by the director, everyone thinks you are awesome, they all want to please you, and they are also afraid of you."

Hear the words.

Yang Chaoyue seemed to understand something.

She gagged slightly, her brow furrowed, her eyes narrowed.

Suddenly she looked up and opened her mouth, but said nothing. She just grabbed a strand of hair beside her ear and put it in her mouth.

She turned her head to look at the extras still queuing not far away, and spat out the hair in her mouth with a "Puff!"

Everyone's kindness to me is a subconscious flattery.

At the same time, she also understood why she stayed in the hexagonal pavilion for so long, while the other extras did not come to the hexagonal pavilion to eat lunch and chat like they did yesterday.

Maybe, I'm afraid of myself.

Just because I performed well today and was praised by the director, the people around me both want to please me and are afraid of me.

Isn’t this just like the feelings I have towards Sister Yan, my former roommate in the textile factory dormitory?

He hopes that Sister Yan lives a good life, but he is also afraid that Sister Yan will snatch away his chance to change his destiny.

So I didn’t tell Sister Yan that I had found a good job.

When I first entered the makeup room and Brother Yang helped me reveal my identity as assistant director, I actually had a vague sense of this rule.

At this moment, I have a deeper understanding of the rules of this world. When I was a student, teachers always favored good students.

When you're working, there's always a purpose behind your colleagues asking for help.

I am awesome and there are good people around me.

Now I understand the confusion of being surrounded by good people, and I learned my first lesson about the cruelty of the film set.

[Under your care, Yang Chaoyue's adaptability to the filming environment increased by +1. You received feedback, and your adaptability to the filming environment increased by +1.]

In an instant, Yang Chaoyue understood everything.

I have a clear idea of ​​the social relationships at the bottom of the program team.

Ultimately, it was because of my good acting that the director noticed it.

Raise your status in the eyes of the lower-level extras and staff of the program group so that no one will bully you and may even try to please you.

If it weren’t for Brother Yang’s guidance, I wouldn’t have been able to perform so well.

I would even be immersed in the role of a female beggar for a long time and couldn't get out of it.

I must not let Brother Yang down.

"Brother Yang, I will work hard. In the future, in other crews or program groups, I will become excellent as soon as possible, so that I can protect you and prevent others from bullying you."

Yang Chaoyue spoke seriously, with a bright smile on his face, looking straight into Jiang Yang's eyes.

Looking at Yang Chaoyue's bright smile, Jiang Yang's eyes flickered slightly.

Then suddenly I realized something.

When I was a child, I told my nagging mother and my husband who was always mean to me that I would raise them when I grew up.

I vaguely remember when I told my first love in high school that we would be together forever, the look in his eyes was as sincere as Yang Chaoyue's now.

The hexagonal pavilion was silent for several seconds.

Jiang Yang lowered his head and used chopsticks to pick up the lettuce leaves covered with salad dressing and put them into his mouth.

Yang Chaoyue stretched out two fingers, gently pinched Jiang Yang's sleeve and tugged:

"Brother Yang, are you... listening?"

Jiang Yang smiled and said, "Ah? Oh, okay, okay, I'm glad you have this intention."

"Brother Yang, I'm serious. When I become more capable, I'll be able to protect you one day!"

"Yeah, yeah, seriously."

Jiang Yang responded casually, crossing his legs and shaking his toes.

Will you protect yourself after the leap?
As naive as the promises left-behind children make to their volunteer teachers.

Even if I knew about this kind of thing, it would never happen again.

This uncontaminated desire to protect made Jiang Yang see the rare qualities in his heart.

I remembered the family portrait I drew when I was a child, which was crooked but well preserved by my father.

I have long been polluted by this society.

Cursing the rules while taking advantage of them.

I wouldn't just want to protect someone.

All the kindness towards Yang Chaoyue was done with ulterior motives.

Before I knew it, I had become the greasy adult that I used to hate, and would suddenly say the catchphrases that my parents used to say.

Sometimes the words he said to Yang Chaoyue sounded preachy, just like what a leader would do when they were just slaves.

Subconscious worldly-wise thinking may be a dilemma that is difficult to escape even if you are reborn.

At this moment, Yang Chaoyue is very similar to the time when he was keen on watching anime. He naively believed that as long as he became stronger, he could protect the whole world.

Young is so good.

It's not just about bodily functions, but also about uncontaminated innocence.

Allowing Yang Chaoyue to remain innocent is also protecting his former self.

Don't become a vulgar adult like him.

Greedy, lustful and profit-driven.
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P.S.: I didn't have a holiday on the weekend, I took a day off because my boss pissed me off, so I'm just sitting at my desk slacking off and writing. I'll update soon, please give me a monthly ticket.
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