Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

The teammates who were resting nearby looked over.

After listening for a while, he said seriously, "I saw this trending topic before. The song is good, but Liu Haochun's singing is not good and unprofessional. However, I can't find this song on the platform."

"They probably signed an exclusive collaboration agreement; it was created by Jiang Yang." Ju Jingyi stared intently at the screen.

"Jiang Yang? No wonder. He's that musician who rose to fame this year. I heard he's also acting. He sang the theme song for 'Fighter of the Destiny,' and he even gave Lu Han that song that recently became popular."

Ju Jingyi gave a vague reply.

I watched Liu Haochun's video again.

Liu Haochun's singing was not professional. The transition between his true and falsetto voices felt disjointed, his breath control was poor, and his enunciation and transitions were lacking. But for the average person, it was good enough.

I didn't notice Liu Haochun, who was holding the microphone in the video and looked a little young.

They also didn't notice Jiang Yang playing the piano in the corner of the private room.

All attention was focused on the lyrics.

"Carrying the dream of crossing mountains and valleys on my back."

That sweltering summer of 2013.

At 19, she received her acceptance letter for the second generation of SNH48 and stood on the platform in her hometown of Suining.

Behind her were her mother's worried and reddened eyes.

Before me lay an unfamiliar train bound for Shanghai.

Back then, my understanding of idols was very vague, far less clear than it is now, but I still dared to give up the college entrance examination, carrying a backpack with a few changes of clothes, and travel over mountains and rivers to chase her dream.

Empty-handed, but possessing an unyielding spirit.

When I first joined the group, I didn't understand the senior-junior system of Japanese idol groups.

On camera, he bluntly stated that the seniors had only trained for half a year longer than them, which did not mean that they were inferior to the seniors. He was criticized by netizens for being arrogant.

Because her musical background was more outstanding than her teammates, she was moved to the back row when singing solo. The reason, in retrospect, is quite ridiculous: it was because she stood out too much and made the group look disjointed.

Her thought at the time was that her teammates were terrible and shouldn't be dragging her down.

So in the first general election in 14, she published a long article urging people to vote, which can be summarized in one sentence: I, Ju Jingyi, am proud and unyielding, and I will not bow down to anyone!
As a result, it was labeled "Aoguju".

When the voting closed, her name was ranked far beyond the top ten.

They could only watch from backstage as others took over resource contracts, while they continued to be background figures on variety shows.

Even for commercial performances, they have to squeeze into a cramped backstage area with their teammates to change into cheap performance outfits.

But the warmth of her palm always reminds her of the motivation that has sustained her until now.

In the rehearsal room where dance practice goes on until the early hours of the morning, her second-generation teammates would secretly slip her warm snacks and sincerely praise her: "Jingyi, your solo singing is really beautiful. Our audience is male fans, but as a girl, I want to become a fan of yours after listening to you sing."

After the first theater performance, a male fan wearing glasses gave me flowers with a handwritten card inside that said, "You deserve to be seen by more people."

"Grab fate by the sleeve and wait for me at the crossroads."

"Let all those who look down on me know that they believe in me and understand me."

The darkest period occurred at the beginning of this year, with the controversy surrounding the "4,000-year beauty."

The praise from Japanese media did not bring resources; instead, it attracted a barrage of accusations of plastic surgery.

They said they would get double eyelid surgery to make their single eyelids double.

They said most of the lower jawbone was removed.

Some people even pretended to be her classmates and posted so-called old photos to mock her as the ugliest woman in four thousand years.

Looking at the negative comments on her phone, she began to cling to fate even more frantically.

The campaign livestream lasted from 8 p.m. until the early hours of the morning, during which he sang a song with a hoarse voice.

Two years ago, she wrote a long article saying that she would not bow down to anyone. But in front of the camera, she kept bowing and saying, "Please vote for me."

To master a single spinning move, his knees were covered in bruises, yet he smiled sweetly in front of the camera.

It wasn't until the preliminary results were announced in the middle of this month that she saw fans in the audience holding up signs that read "[Ju Jingyi is going to win]", which made her eyes well up with tears.

The money her fans saved up to vote for her was a testament to her courage in holding onto fate. Those who have consistently supported her are the ones who truly believe in her and understand her.

"This song is really well written. If I were to sing it, I could sing it even better than Liu Haochun."

Ju Jingyi murmured.

Unfortunately, she didn't know Jiang Yang, and it was impossible for her to sign with Jiang Yang's company; her contract with Siba was still in the works.

My contact with Jiang Yang is limited to just now following him on Weibo.

It's obvious at a glance that the trending topics about Yang Chaoyue, Tian Xiwei, Liu Haochun, Zhou Ye, and Jiang Yang were all hyped up by the production team of "Fighter of the Destiny".

Because these girls are all employees of Jiangyang Company.

Jiang Yang was also the acting director and artistic director of "Fighter of the Destiny". Liu Haochun, Yang Chaoyue, and Tian Xiwei have all appeared in the stills of "Fighter of the Destiny".

It's an old trick of hype, nothing new, but it works very well.

It's easy to imagine that if these people do well on the exam, the production team will create another wave of hype.

But one has to admit that Jiang Yang is truly talented.

"Judging by the time, the results should be out by now. How did Jiang Yang do on the exam? Is there any chance to ask him to sing a song together?"

The thought popped into my head.

Ju Jingyi didn't take it too seriously, because she was very busy right now. After participating in the championship competition, she had to participate in the filming of a Tencent App Store advertisement arranged by the company, and she also had to do a series of live broadcasts to campaign for votes.

But the song "The Cloud That Blooms" touched her heart.

I tentatively sent a private message to Jiang Yang's Weibo editor: ["Jiang Yang, hello, I'm Ju Jingyi from SNH48. I'd like to ask if you own the copyright to your song 'The Cloud That Blooms'?"]
I'm sure my word choice was accurate and not rash.

Send it over.

Continue practicing dance. ...

Hengdian.

Marriott Hotels.

Just as Yang Chaoyue had said before, today's scenes were to end earlier than scheduled on the call sheet.

Take a break in the afternoon.

Even after removing her makeup, Yang Chaoyue was still incredibly tempted by Jiang Yang's earlier suggestion to eat hot pot.

I don't know why, but lately I've really been craving this.

Eagerly, he arrived at Jiang Yang's door and banged on it, his body swaying as he did so.

Hearing the sound of the door lock turning inside, Yang Chaoyue called out, "Brother Yang, I just heard from my friends in the guild that this Marriott Hotel is going to be renamed Hengdian Grand Hotel next year. Also, have you eaten yet? Let's go have hot pot together, it's on me. Let's invite Haochun, Xiwei, and Bailu..."

That’s what I said.

The door opens.

It turned out that it wasn't Jiang Yang who opened the door, but Bai Lu.

She shrank back slightly: "Bai Lu? What are you doing in Yang Ge's room?"

"Why can't I be there?"

"Yang-ge treats you like a thief."

Yang Chaoyue rushed in, then suddenly remembered something: "Any juicy gossip?!"

"Chaoyue, be quiet!" Liu Haochun's voice rang out from the living room of the suite.

Even the lackey Chun was there.

He yelled at her again!
Thinking back to this morning on set, when the lackey Chun spanked me with his canvas shoe, I felt a surge of anger.

Do you really think she, the top female employee in the company, has no temper?
"Haochun, you need to apologize to me..."

Yang Chaoyue had just opened his mouth.

He was interrupted by Tian Xiwei, who said, "Chaoyue, be quiet, I'm checking my college entrance exam scores."

Done.

Tian Xiwei added sharply, "If you keep arguing, I'll blame you if I don't do well on the test!"

Just by listening to his tone, Chao Yue knew that the irritable Wei was in a irritable state and might start swearing in the local dialect at any moment: "Oh, oh, so I'm a mute now and don't know how to open my mouth."

It's just words.

Yang Chaoyue made a mental note of it.

Today, two people in the company showed disrespect to her, the company's top female employee. One was a lackey named Chun, and the other was a grumpy Wei.

I must talk to the paparazzi someday and get some dirt on these two, so I can control them.

I quietly moved into the living room and found Tian Xi and Jiang Yang sitting at the computer desk.

Tian Xiwei sat on Jiang Yang's lap, holding the mouse, her elbows propped on the desktop. The computer screen displayed the score inquiry page.

Jiang Yang gently supported Tian Xiwei's waist with both hands, afraid that she would fall.

He leaned back slightly, his eyes following the screen, and gently patted Tian Xiwei's back with his fingers to soothe her tension.

Liu Haochun sat upright on a high stool next to him, his hands neatly placed on his knees.

There was an empty stool next to it, which was obviously where Bailu had sat.

"How's it going, Xiwei? Have the scores been released yet...?"

Bai Lu had just asked the question.

Yang Chaoyue covered his mouth: "Can't you suffocate if you don't talk? I can't be the only one who's mute."

Yang Chaoyue had just sat down on the high stool where Bai Lu had been sitting when he immediately stood up.

What's wrong with Bailu's butt? It's so hot from sitting on that stool.

I suspect that Bailu farted on it.

She deftly moved a bar stool from the balcony, sat down behind Jiang Yang, and craned her neck to stare at the screen.

The image above shows the score inquiry page of the Wudu City Education Examination Institute's official website.

It is the most authoritative channel for checking college entrance examination scores in Chongqing.

It just opened.

I estimate that many people are looking into this.

The page displays a red message indicating that the system is busy and you should wait patiently.

Tian Xiwei refreshed the page repeatedly, clicking the refresh button rapidly.

I know I'll definitely pass the exam, but I'm still anxious.

The room fell silent.

A few minutes later.

The page has changed; it now displays "Retrieving candidate's score information, please wait..."

Tian Xi took a deep breath, her heart pounding faster.

She subconsciously pinched her thigh: "What should I do? I'm so nervous, Jiang Yang. Damn, I can't even feel any pain when I pinch my leg right now."

"nonsense!"

Jiang Yang froze, then gently patted Tian Xiwei's arm: "You're pinching my leg! Let go, let go." (End of Chapter)