Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

The group arrived at the "Mars Intelligence Agency" studio for a rehearsal.

When Yang Chaoyue reached the ventilation opening in the studio, he could feel the scorching wind blowing in from outside.

Stage equipment was operating in the passageway.

And the noise of many people talking.

"Hurry up, hurry up, we seem to be the last to arrive," Xue Zhiqian urged, and quickly walked in.

Immediately, gasps of surprise were heard from inside.

"Qianqian!"

"Old Xue! Old Xue!"

"Could Xue Zhiqian sign an autograph? And could we take a photo together after the rehearsal?"

……

The chaotic sounds made Yang Chaoyue's heart tighten.

Knowing these people, they must be junior agents like her.

It was lively as it was.

I was genuinely nervous.

She followed Jiang Yang into the studio.

Looking up, the setup of "Mars Intelligence Agency" is very internet-savvy.

The main stage has a blue and black background with a large Mars logo.

The spotlights and color-changing lights on the lighting rack were neatly arranged but not turned on.

It will be available when the official recording begins.

The audience seating consisted of tiered, folding seats covered in dark gray velvet.

Directly opposite the main entrance is the control room, which is filled with monitors and mixing consoles, all of which are turned on during rehearsals.

The staff are bending down to adjust the equipment.

Several simple sofas and low tables were placed on both sides of the stage, which served as the seating for the senior agents.

The names of senior agents—Wang Han, Qian Feng, Tian Yuan, Guo Xuefu, Ning Jing—that appeared on the program's list, and the corresponding individuals appeared right before my eyes.

Yang Chaoyue saw Jiang Yang's seat, with his name on it.

In the middle row of the sofa area, right next to Xue Zhiqian.

She and Zhao Lushi also saw it.

It was behind Jiang Yang.

The name was also affixed to it.

"Chaoyue, I knew it! Xue Zhiqian has the most fans. These junior agents all seem to be fans of Lao Xue, hahaha..."

Zhao Lushi showed no sign of unease or nervousness.

She turned to look at Yang Chaoyue beside her and asked casually, "Where should we sit, Chaoyue?"

"There, behind Brother Yang, those two empty seats." Yang Chaoyue pointed to the two seats behind Jiang Yang.

"Oh, I see." Zhao Lushi looked in the direction she was pointing and nodded.

The two did not rush over, but stood still, watching Jiang Yang and Wang Han, who was in the director's seat, exchange pleasantries in hushed tones.

I didn't disturb Jiang Yang.

We'll make arrangements after Jiang Yang finishes his work.

A young man, who looked to be about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, strode over from the control room. He was the on-site production assistant for the program.

At the rehearsal site, I was responsible for coordinating the guests' movements and seating arrangements, among other trivial matters.

He was wearing a black T-shirt with the words "Mars Intelligence Agency" printed on the front.

His hair was a little greasy and stuck to his forehead, and there was a hint of fatigue in his eyes. He had been busy all morning without a break: "Teachers, please go back to your seats. We're about to start the whole class moving around."

The production assistant spoke quickly, his tone tinged with impatience, and his brows were slightly furrowed.

His eyes revealed an eagerness to meet the deadline.

The rehearsal time was tight, and most of the junior agents were ordinary people or minor internet celebrities.

Normally, people enter through the main entrance and take their seats directly; this is clearly stated in the program schedule.

Why are those two girls standing at the door like statues?

"Isn't this causing delays?" "Oh, okay, okay." Zhao Lushi nodded and was about to walk to her seat.

Yang Chaoyue instinctively wanted to call out to Jiang Yang, but he held back.

We can't let Jiang Yang handle all these small matters.

She grabbed Zhao Lushi's arm: "We need to greet the senior agents first, it's basic courtesy."

Yang Chaoyue wore a polite smile, showing no sign of backing down.

Zhao Lushi also realized what was happening and quickly chimed in, "Yes, yes, we should greet each other; that's polite."

“There’s no need for you two teachers.” The production assistant’s voice rose a few decibels, his impatience more obvious. He waved his hand and said, “You junior agents are either amateurs or internet celebrities. If you all greet celebrities one by one, going around in circles, the rehearsal will go on until dark. Don’t waste time, go back to your seats.”

Zhao Lushi has recovered from the excitement of meeting her idol.

Actually, she could sense that the production assistant's tone was a bit harsh when he first spoke to her.

I didn't pay much attention to it at the time.

But now.

Noticing the production assistant's obvious impatience when speaking to Yang Chaoyue, Sister Ma blurted out, "Ma..."

He had just uttered the first word.

Yang Chaoyue slapped his hand.

Zhao Lushi immediately restrained herself.

This isn't a private setting; it's a studio with celebrities, internet personalities, and cameras. You absolutely must refrain from swearing.

Zhao Lushi painfully changed her words: "Please be nicer to Chaoyue, I beg you."

"Is there something wrong with my attitude? Don't waste my time."

The production assistant glanced at the time as he spoke.

Yang Chaoyue said in a low voice, "Jiang Yang is our boss."

Jiangyang...

The production assistant was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized what was happening.

He glanced at Jiang Yang, who was chatting and laughing with Wang Han to the side.

Take another look at Yang Chaoyue and Zhao Lushi.

In this episode of Senior Agents, Jiang Yang and Xue Zhiqian are both heavyweight guests.

One is a top scorer in the college entrance examination who has gained immense popularity online, and the other is an actor.

One is a currently popular singer, and the two are far more famous than ordinary high-level secret agents.

As for Yang Chaoyue and Zhao Lushi, they got in through Jiang Yang's connections. The producer had specifically mentioned it during the work meeting that morning, but he was so busy that he didn't match the names with the people.

The production assistant gave an awkward smile, quickly waved his hand, and his tone became polite: "It's alright, it's alright, I'm sorry, I didn't remember clearly."

After saying that, he was afraid of making another mistake.

He quickly turned and left, whispering into the walkie-talkie as he went, "Director, the two junior agents that Teacher Jiang Yang brought have arrived."

Suddenly, they saw a junior agent who had just come in and was observing behind Zhao Lushi and Yang Chaoyue.

Not very good looking.

Among these people, he stood out quite a bit: "Excuse me, who are you?"

"I am Xiao Sha of the Qiang ethnic group, Qiang Qiang Qiang Qiang Qiang Qiang..."

This was Yang Di's first time being invited to participate in such a high-profile variety show, so he practiced his opening remarks many times.

However, noticing that the production assistant in front of him had turned cold, he quickly changed his tune: "Excuse me, this is so awkward, I'm Yang Di."

"You're also from Jiangyang?"

"Who is Jiang Yang? I don't know him."

"Did you come alone?"

The production assistant, keeping a watchful eye, asked again.

“I didn’t come alone, I came with my mom, and she’s waiting for me outside.”

Yang Di shook his head, his gaze sweeping over the celebrities in the room, including Xue Zhiqian, Wang Han, and Ning Jing, and said nervously, "Can I go and say hello to them?"

"Go back to your seat!" The production assistant didn't bother to explain. (End of Chapter)