Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

Hear the words.

Tian Xi loosened her grip on Jiang Yang's thigh, but still nervously held onto his shoulders.

Those few seconds of blank space on the screen felt exceptionally long.

Once loading is complete, the results display area will be shown.

The page redirects automatically.

The top of the page displays the title of the student's score notification, followed by the student's information.

This is the ID photo taken when Yutian Xiwei registered for the college entrance examination.

Her bangs covered her forehead, and her eyes revealed a youthful innocence.

The exam number follows.

Next are the individual subject scores.

Chinese 118, Mathematics 92, English 125, Humanities Comprehensive 190.

Total score: 525.

The score is 435 points higher than the second-tier undergraduate admission line for arts and humanities in Chongqing this year, and only two points away from the first-tier undergraduate admission line.

At the bottom of the page, there is a prompt indicating when to fill in your voluntary information.

"Xiwei, you're amazing! Your cultural score alone is enough to get you into a top-tier university!" Yang Chaoyue exclaimed.

"Exceptional performance, exceptional performance."

Tian Xi breathed a slight sigh of relief.

I was still a little worried.

He made a shushing gesture and checked the admission scores for the Shanghai Theatre Academy.

I passed the entrance exams for both Nanjing University of the Arts and Shanghai Theatre Academy. I had decided that if I didn't do well, I would go to Nanjing University of the Arts, and if I did well, I would go to Shanghai Theatre Academy. Now it's clear that I did well.

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The minimum qualification score for the cultural subjects at Shanghai Theatre Academy is set by the Wudu City Education Examination Authority.

Broadcasting and Hosting Arts Major: 355 points.

Film and Television Performance Major: 325.

Directing (including drama and film literature): 377 points.

“Based on the admission situation of previous years, the cultural course score for the performance major needs to be 50 points higher than the provincial control line…” Tian Xi’s eyes were shining, and tears were welling up in her eyes.

I'm not sad at all, just so excited I want to cry.

Yang Chaoyue asked, "It's so complicated, I don't understand it. Have you passed it, Xiwei?"

"Don't even mention 50 more points, even 100 more points, I'd pass!!!"

Tian Xi smiled brightly, with a hint of smugness.

Without thinking, she suddenly turned around and hugged Jiang Yang, wrapping her arms around his neck and hanging her body on him. She gave Jiang Yang a quick kiss on the cheek and said, "Jiang Yang, I passed the exam!"

"Okay, okay... Ouch, don't pat my leg, you pinched it just now!"

Jiang Yang smiled and gently rubbed his leg, which had been pinched sore.

Tian Xi jumped down and excitedly hugged Yang Chaoyue, spinning him around.

Then he went to hug Bailu.

Finally, she hugged Liu Haochun and buried her head on Haochun's shoulder: "I passed the exam, I passed the exam, Chunbao, I passed the exam!"

Then, she gave Liu Haochun a big kiss on the cheek: "My dearest Chunbao!"

Liu Haochun was initially happy to hug Tian Xiwei, but then he noticed that Tian Xiwei was kissing him unusually hard this time, and it took him a lot of effort to push her away: "Xiwei, how come you're so strong when you kiss people now? You weren't like this before the college entrance exam."

"Have it?"

"Yes!" Liu Haochun pointed to his slightly swollen cheeks: "Is my face swollen?"

She emphasized, her analysis leaving no room for argument: "The feeling of you kissing me is different from the feeling of Bai Luchao kissing me."

"What's the difference?"

"When you kiss me, it feels like..."

Liu Haochun's vocabulary in this area is somewhat limited.

I can't quite put it into words right now.

Jiang Yang was seen standing behind Tian Xiwei, holding up his phone, which displayed three words: cupping.

Yeah!
It is this feeling.

Liu Haochun's eyes lit up: "Like cupping!"

Hearing Liu Haochun utter those words, Jiang Yang felt a sudden sense of relief. He had wanted to say that for a long time.

So before Xiwei's kissing skills were properly trained, he dared not touch each other's moisture with Xiwei.

"Really?" Tian Xiwei laughed as she listened. "Haochun, you can't slander me like that."

"real!"

"Hey Chaoyue, let me give you cupping therapy, it's free."

Tian Xiwei wanted to try kissing Yang Chaoyue.

But Yang Chaoyue dodged it: "Kiss me once, give me twenty yuan, kiss me twice, fifty yuan."

You're going to make all my money!

Tian Xi turned her head slightly to look at Bai Lu.

Before she could even speak, she noticed Bailu looking down at her phone, typing in the [Hoeing the Fields at Noon] group chat.

Scan through the content edited by Bailu.

Tian Xiwei was taken aback: "Are you serious, you paparazzi? Stop messing around, don't post this!"

The words fell.

Jiang Yang's phone vibrated.

I just saw a message from Bailu in the [Hoeing the Farmers at Noon] group: ["Sisters, shocking news! I saw it with my own eyes, and Haochun confirmed it himself. Xiwei's kisses have the effect of cupping therapy. Twenty yuan per session, fifty yuan for two sessions. It's good for night sweats and removing dampness. From now on, I'll go to Xiwei. Pictures and proof included."]
Following this was another side profile photo of Liu Haochun, who had just been photographed.

Liu Haochun's cheeks puffed up and turned red.

There was a little bit of Tian Xiwei's saliva still sticking to it, which hadn't been wiped off yet.

Gulnazar chimed in: ["Hahaha, Xiwei is even more shameless than me."]
The message has just been sent.

They withdrew it again.

Gulnazar reposted: ["Hahahaha, Xiwei is so shameless."]
Bai Lu typed: ["It's true! I'm not kidding."]
Meng Ziyi chimed in: ["Xiao Tian, ​​you're so cute, but your bite is so powerful! Cupping therapy is on the rise."]
"Irritable Wei became 'Cold Cupping Wei'..." Yang Chaoyue sent a laughing emoji.

Liu Haochun liked Meng Ziyi's post.

Upon seeing the words "Huoguanwei" (火罐微), Tian Xiwei felt a chill run down her spine.

So embarrassing.

It's even worse than "white paparazzi" or "lackey."

They suspected that Bai Lu was deliberately retaliating against her.

Tian Xiwei edited the text: [“Ahhhhh, Sister Meng, Sister Nazha, don’t believe what the paparazzi say!”]
It became clear immediately why Jiang Yang wouldn't allow Bai Lu to join the internal group.

Hao Chun was just saying it.

The paparazzi really say everything, and they even embellish it.

They even marked the prices for her.

"Bai Lu, retreat!"

"impossible!"

"Then I'll tell you a new story, and you can take this one from me."

After saying that, Tian Xiwei felt something was off.

What does it mean to take away her melon?

The paparazzi said her kiss was like cupping therapy, even though she never admitted to it.

In my anxiety, I couldn't think of anything else.

Looking back, Yang Chaoyue and Liu Haochun were sitting together, chatting idly in the group chat.

He smiled so hard his eyes were squinting.

Jiang Yang was also chatting with others on WeChat.

"Go to the balcony, it's White Dew, let me tell you about it."

"What gossip? Can't we talk about it here?"

"Hurry, hurry, the melons from Jiangyang," Tian Xiwei whispered.

I can't say it here, because the person in question is right here, and I'm afraid they'll get angry.

On Jiang Yang's phone, he accepted Qian Feng's friend request.

"Hello, Teacher Jiang Yang, I'm Qian Feng."
"Teacher Qian Feng, you're too kind. Just call me Jiang Yang, there's no need to be so formal."
After a few casual words, it became clear that Qian Feng had taken over the role of artist coordinator from Mars Intelligence Agency and was now working with him.

[“Teacher Jiang Yang, I’m sorry, Ruth was all over QQ Space during her middle school years, and Chao Yue has a very popular song called ‘Calorie’. She also had a supporting role in ‘A Little Reunion’ and acted very well. In theory, she could be a junior agent, but you know the rules of the show. Each guest can only bring one junior agent at most, otherwise it would really become a group of friends and family. If the rules change, I will let you know immediately…”] (End of this chapter)