Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

Jiang Yang was completely stunned.

His Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily, his hand patting her back froze in mid-air, and he even missed a breath.

He could clearly feel Chaoyue's soft lips, with a slightly cool temperature.

There was also Chaoyue's body trembling slightly due to nervousness.

And then he pressed down on the back of his neck with a slightly urgent force.

Be stunned for a moment.

Jiang Yang gently stroked her shoulders, finally landing on her cheeks, his fingertips lightly caressing her flushed skin.

The air suddenly became still.

Only the sound of their intertwined breathing remained in the room.

The subtle aroma of coffee, the faint scent of shampoo in Yang Chaoyue's hair, and the clean scent of soap on Jiang Yang's body intertwined, creating an exceptionally lingering fragrance.

A body trembling with tension.

An eager yet restrained touch.

The purest stirrings of youth.

After a while, the two separated.

Yang Chaoyue's eyes still held a hint of redness, but now they shone with a bright expectation: "Why don't you kiss me, Brother Yang?"

Jiang Yang's gaze fell on Yang Chaoyue's slightly swollen lips.

Her lips were pursed, a hint of stubbornness mixed with a touch of grievance: "You didn't do it on purpose?"

"What did I do on purpose? I did it on purpose?"

"The production team set you up, and now you're setting me up, huh..."

"Brother Yang!"

Yang Chaoyue suddenly interrupted.

"What are you doing?"

"Give each other a kiss."

Yang Chaoyue added, "Since we've already kissed, I want more."

Jiang Yang put his arm around Yang Chaoyue's waist.

He held her in his arms.

He lowered his head and gently pressed his lips to Yang Chaoyue's.

With a restrained gentleness, without overstepping any boundaries, it concealed a deep care.

Yang Chaoyue awkwardly wrapped his arms around his waist, tilting his head slightly back.

An awkward kiss.

A smile involuntarily crept onto my lips.

Unconcealable joy overflowed from his eyes, and even his breath carried a touch of joyful warmth.

In the next room.

Zhao Lushi was sprawled on the hotel sofa, her legs propped up on the coffee table, her toes dangling.

The tea on the table was mostly drunk, with a light layer of milk foam clinging to the sides of the cup.

The empty stinky tofu box next to it emitted a lingering odor.

She wiped her fingertips, which had a bit of sauce on them, on a tissue, her eyes fixed on her phone screen.

"Did someone just mention me? Were they insulting me?" Zhao Lushi tilted her head and listened carefully.

Why do I hear something strange?

I'm probably being too sensitive.

I continued playing King of Glory, controlling Xiao Qiao's movements with my fingers as I faced off against the opponent.

She was left with very low health, so she retreated under the tower to heal herself. She noticed that the enemy mid laner had gone to the top lane, so she quickly cleared the wave and pushed the tower.

Not a moment later.

A notification appeared indicating that their top laner had been killed. The top laner messaged: "[Is the mid laner mute? Why didn't they say where the enemy mage went? What an idiot.]"
Zhao Lushi quickly typed: [Go to hell! I found it myself, why should I tell you? I've already clicked it!]
"Sure enough, someone was cursing at me. I sensed it beforehand; it was in the game!"

"Luckily, I reacted quickly and snapped back, so I didn't suffer any losses."

Some people are seriously in love.

Someone is seriously criticizing their teammates.

After returning home, some people took off their delivery uniforms and carefully wrote down what they had seen and heard that day.

Someone is urging the women in the company to post videos of their dance practice so she can check them.

Some people are preparing for the high school entrance exam. They speak Mandarin gently at school, but switch to a Northeastern accent as soon as they get home.

Someone in the university dormitory looked at the variety show contract Jiang Yang had given her, staring at her signature after changing her name, and felt as if she had been reborn.

Someone on set was complaining about newly unearthed gossip.

After Zhao Lushi surrendered, she started a new game and wanted to invite Jiang Yang and Yang Chaoyue to play a three-player match.

But when I sent messages to either of them, they didn't respond.

"Jiang Yang is probably busy with something else."

"Is Chaoyue studying her trigonometric functions again? I'm really impressed. It's a good thing she dropped out of school, otherwise her math teacher would be furious."

Zhao Lushi is starting a new game of King of Glory.

The player on the other side kept arguing with strangers, which led to their loss.

One star has fallen.

Very unwilling.

When you lose, you want to turn things around; when you win, you want to win even more.

Open the [Swordsman 4] group.

The group chat history contains the chat content of Zhao Lushi's self-introduction when she last joined the group.

The last two sentences were sent by her:
[“No wonder I think I heard Chaoyue call my mom ‘sister’ before. I thought she was mistaken. Turns out she really was calling me.”]
[“Mom’s name is awful. I promised Jiang Yang I wouldn’t say those four words under normal circumstances. If I can’t control myself, you can all keep an eye on me. If I say it again, I’ll send a 100 yuan red envelope to the group.”]
A mother is a mother, and a sister is a sister.

She can accept being called "Mom".

She can also accept being called "sister".

What does it mean to call her "Mom" or "Sister"?

Who gave her that nickname? Yang Chaoyue said it was Jiang Yang.

There was nothing she could do about Jiang Yang. After all, she was already Jiang Yang's employee, and she had to respect her boss—it was a rule her parents had taught her since she was little.

You can criticize anyone, just not your boss.

Unless you're pushed to the limit.

Zhao Lushi sent a message to the group: [“Anyone free? Anyone want to play King of Glory? That last game really made me angry. I was playing mid lane, and all I did was die a few times, but the top laner wanted me to delete the game immediately and let the AI ​​take over.”]
Then, he typed out four words heavily: [“Damn it!”]
I just sent those four words.

Realizing that something was wrong.

This isn't a dormitory group chat; it's an internal company group chat. She has to abide by the rule against using foul language.

Zhao Lushi immediately retracted the message.

Bai Lu Bubbling: [“Oh, Mom’s shown her true colors.”]
Then send a panda emoji that says: It's no use retracting it, I saw it all.

Bai Lu posted again: [“Send red envelopes!”]
Zhao Lushi sent a 100-yuan red envelope.

Zhao Jinmai popped up: [“Sisters, come out! Mom is giving out treats! @All members.”]
The previously quiet group chat immediately became lively.

Zhao Jinmai, Tian Xiwei, Liu Haochun, Zhang Ruonan, and Zhou Ye successively received their red envelopes.

Send the same "Thank you, boss" emoji.

Zhao Jinmai sent a message: ["I sent a bunch of thank you, boss emojis, but why don't I see your boss grabbing the red envelopes?"]
Bai Lu followed up: ["What the hell? Chao Yue didn't even grab a red envelope! Mom, weren't the three of you together? What are those two doing?"]
Zhao Lushi typed: ["Jiang Yang is busy preparing proposals for tomorrow's variety show, and he's probably also composing music for his future songs. He's quite busy. Chao Yue is probably practicing dancing."]
I originally wanted to share what I overheard during today's rehearsal: the production team's plan to exploit Yang Chaoyue's dignity to gain attention.

In the end, I managed to hold it in.

Jiang Yang has told him that he will handle it.

I don't want to let other people in the company know about these troubles. Telling other colleagues about these unpleasant things concerning Yang Chaoyue would only cause a few more people to worry, but it wouldn't change the program's plans. Instead, it would only increase everyone's anxiety.

After all, they can't be of much help; as long as Jiang Yang knows, that's enough.

Jiang Yang is the company boss, so naturally he will make arrangements.

Her parents taught her to listen to adults from a young age.

Now everything is up to Jiang Yang's arrangements.

It's true that I like to swear.

It's true that they obediently follow orders.

Rather than spreading negativity, she decided to leave things to reliable people and focus on doing her job well.

Zhao Lushi opened Bai Lu's WeChat.

I haven't had any direct contact with Bai Lu, only chatted with her briefly in a group chat. I know that Bai Lu is her stage name, and her real name is Bai Mengyan.

After signing with Jiang Yang's company, she became both an actress and Jiang Yang's assistant.

My WeChat Moments are filled with everyday moments from filming.

Take a look at Bailu's personal signature.

The inscription reads: "Keep your mouth shut, smile like a flower."

"I understand. Bailu must be a girl who keeps her mouth shut, is good at keeping other people's secrets, and has a beautiful smile."

You can tell what kind of person someone is just by looking at their personal signature.

For example, her personal motto is: "Harmony brings wealth."

It perfectly matches my image of being gentle, kind, and amiable.

They deliberately gave her the nickname "Mom Sister," which doesn't match her self-image at all.

Zhao Lushi typed: ["Bai Lu, what are you doing? Are you free? Let's play a game of King of Glory together. I just lost and I'm so annoyed. I want to win again."]
Hengdian.

Denglong Road.

In the taxi, Bai Lu, who was sitting in the back, asked the driver to stop and saw Meng Ziyi waiting for her by the roadside.

Meng Ziyi had just finished work on set, still carrying a hint of the lingering smell of smoke, dressed simply and casually.

She wore a pure cotton short-sleeved top with the cuffs rolled up twice, revealing her slender, fair wrists.

She paired it with loose-fitting black athletic shorts.

The pants had white stripes at the hem and were just long enough to reach mid-thigh, making the legs look slim and straight.

She wore white canvas slippers, and her toenails were neatly trimmed, gleaming with a healthy pink hue.

Her hair wasn't styled much; she just casually tied it into a low bun.

She had removed her makeup, leaving only a light layer of lipstick on her face. Her eyes and brows conveyed a sense of languor after finishing work, completely lacking the glamorous and flamboyant demeanor she displayed in front of the camera.

The air was filled with the smell of cooking oil from the food stalls.

The dessert shop behind Meng Ziyi was lit up.

Bai Lu waved: "Sister Meng, over here."

"Are we just going to karaoke? Where are Xiwei and Haochun?" Meng Ziyi opened the car door and got in.

"They're still filming. My scenes aren't in the reshoots. Jiang Yang is in Changsha now, so I don't need to help him with anything. I'm the only one with free time."

"Oh, that's fine. It's been a long time since I sang. We'll sing together again. When Haochun had his birthday party, at that KTV in Yiwu, I could have come. I was on my way, but Guo Jianyong called me back to film a new scene. It's made me crave singing again. Luckily, I don't have any scenes to film tonight."

"Actually, my singing is just so-so." Bai Lu asked, "Sister Meng, how's your singing?"

"That's awesome!"

Meng Ziyi said with utmost sincerity: "My mother said that my singing voice is like heavenly music. I'm not lying to you, it's true."

"Holy crap, that's awesome."

Bai Lu had never heard Meng Ziyi sing, but just by looking at Meng Ziyi's striking and beautiful appearance, she knew that Meng Ziyi's singing ability must be excellent.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be worthy of this face.

After all, the female singers we usually see on TV, such as Alan, Ji Kejunyi, Jiang Yingrong, and Chen Bing, all have striking features like Meng Ziyi and Gulnazar, with well-defined facial contours, deep-set eyes, and high nose bridges.

Another reason is that after spending a lot of time with Sister Meng, I can tell that she is a very sincere person and always speaks the truth.

Unlike her, who sometimes blurts out lies just to dig up some gossip.

The taxi started moving.

Bai Lu replied to Zhao Lushi's message in the [Battle of the Girls 4] group: ["I'm busy, Mom, I'm going to karaoke with Sister Meng."]
Zhao Lushi immediately replied: [“Don’t call me ‘sister Mom’ anymore, your mom is a damn thing.”]
The message was sent in one second.

Zhao Lushi withdrew it.

Bai Lu laughed heartily and typed: ["She swore again, I saw it, Mom, give her a red envelope!"]
"Bai Lu, what are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing, I just feel that there are no wrong nicknames, only wrong names."

After Bai Lu finished speaking, she burst into laughter, her eyes squinting as she laughed.

Sit in a relaxed position with one leg crossed over the knee of the other.

Holding my phone in my hand, the screen was on a group chat interface. I laughed so hard that the phone almost fell off, so I quickly hooked it with my wrist.

Even sending red envelopes couldn't stop Zhao Lushi from swearing.

How can you convince her that Zhao Lushi can control herself from swearing?

It's better to believe that Yang Chaoyue doesn't care about money.

After happily receiving her red envelope, Bai Lu noticed Meng Ziyi beside her tilting her head and smiling, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons. She asked, "Sister Meng, what are you laughing at?"

I'm laughing at you.

"Laughing at me?"

"I'm laughing at you... you know, the way you laugh is so funny, it's like, like, like the sky is falling and the earth is splitting apart."

When he spoke, Meng Ziyi tried to keep his expression straight.

He couldn't hold back, his shoulders kept shrugging, and laughter escaped his lips.

Bai Lu's smile froze: "Sister Meng, your description is a little too abstract."

They say her laughter is like the sky falling and the earth cracking.

What kind of adjective is that?

That's a ridiculous analogy.

When she was a model, she practiced her smile many times. Her smile was clearly very ladylike and quiet... wasn't it?

Seeing that MaiMai, Ruonan, HaoChun, ZhouYe, and XiWei in the group had all received red envelopes.

Send a bunch of "thank you boss" emojis.

Unfortunately, his boss hasn't claimed it yet.

The same applies to leaps.

Suddenly I realized something.

Take a look at the message Zhao Lushi posted earlier.

Ruth said Jiang Yang was composing music, and Chao Yue was practicing dancing?

Ruth was definitely fooled.

Even when Chaoyue is practicing dance, he'll still grab red envelopes. If he gets the best luck, he'll flood the screen with a string of "thank you boss" emojis.

He's definitely busy getting fucked.

"That old lecher deliberately took Chaoyue to another place to sleep, he's so biased, he still won't sleep with me."

Bai Lu felt that she had been chatting with Ruth too much and had been influenced by her.

The thought of Jiang Yang being determined not to sleep with her gave her an urge to curse, a feeling of extreme humiliation.
"Bosses are all biased. You've pinched my butt so many times, it's bound to fall into my hands eventually. When that happens, you old pervert at the supermarket, you'll be infuriating!"

In the [Battle of the Girls 4] group chat, Zhao Lushi sent a message: ["I remember that my mother is a sea god worshipper from Fujian."]
Bai Lu typed heavily: ["That's Mazu, I'm impressed!"]
While I'm at it, I'll open Jiang Yang's chat box and see if I can find any juicy gossip.

She messaged Jiang Yang: [“Hey boss, is Chaoyue sweet enough? Are you even human?! Reply to me now!”] (End of Chapter)