Chapter 602
Courageous Leap Forward, Unafraid of Difficulties
Wang Han walked to the large screen, his gaze sweeping over the chat history with the handprint on it, and said something to smooth things over:
“Look at these records, they’re nothing special, they’re just the everyday life that’s hidden in every household.”
He paused for a moment.
His tone became more enthusiastic, carrying a genuine sense of praise:
"Putting everything else aside, to have professors from Tsinghua and Peking Universities all come to our house at the same time, that's quite an achievement and an honor. If any family encountered this, wouldn't they be flustered and overjoyed at the same time? Mom was happy, but she was also worried about not being able to entertain the distinguished guests well. My little sister was a chatterbox who joined in the fun, and she got a couple of light pats and a few harsh words. That's how the whole family gets when they're in a hurry."
Speaking of which...
He turned to look at the audience.
His gaze softened.
Talking about her family's past: "When I was a child, I secretly went down to the river to catch fish and tore a big hole in the new jacket that my grandmother made for me. My mother chased me around the yard with a bamboo strip. At the time, I cried and shouted because I felt wronged. But now, looking back, the bamboo strip was very light when it hit me. Her scolding was full of heartache because she was afraid that I would fall and catch a cold."
Is this true or false?
Jiang Yang, in any case, didn't believe it.
I do know that Wang Han was trying to smooth things over for him.
Seeing him walk back to his side, she raised her hand and gently patted his shoulder:
“Who hasn’t been through this? When we were little, we always felt that our parents’ scolding and beatings were too harsh, and they would hold a grudge over the smallest things. But the older we get, the more we understand that those seemingly fierce reprimands and those hurried nagging were never really harsh words, but all because they cared.”
"Have you noticed that the director really takes every opportunity to elevate the topic?"
Xue Zhiqian covered her mouth and said, "It's amazing that the director can talk about Jiang Yang's sister being beaten in such a loving way."
These words were picked up by the microphone.
Another burst of laughter erupted from the audience.
Wang Han also laughed and said, "Speaking of this, I have to say, Jiang Yang, your mother has a really bad temper. But the straightforwardness and shrewishness of women from Chongqing are indeed well-deserved. I know several Chongqing friends who are like that."
Jiang Yang quickly explained, "My mom really doesn't usually lay a hand on me unless my sister pushes her to her limit. That girl has been mischievous since she was little, so she must have done something outrageous this time."
The voice just fell.
Jiang Yueyue's message popped up on the big screen: ["Brother, I'm the person from the Tsinghua and Peking University admissions offices. I saw some really handsome photos of you from your first and second years of high school."]
Followed by.
Several unconventional photos of Jiang Yang popped up.
One photo shows a woman with thick bangs, dark brown hair, pursing her lips and striking a cool pose for the camera, with sequins on her eyes.
The other photo shows him wearing loose bell-bottoms, hands in his pockets, standing under a sycamore tree on the school playground, posing with his head tilted back at a 45-degree angle to look at the sky.
Another photo is a group photo with a classmate. He is wearing black-rimmed glasses, has a lollipop in his mouth, and is pretending to be melancholy.
The moment these cringe-worthy photos appeared, the entire audience burst into laughter.
Xue Zhiqian pointed at the screen: "Jiang Yang! You used to look like this? What the heck? That's so unconventional!"
Jiang Yang covered his face: "I was so ignorant back then, so ignorant."
Wang Han stared in astonishment: "Your sister sent these photos to the admissions officers at Tsinghua and Peking Universities? She really deserves to be hit!"
The audience burst into laughter again.
The atmosphere was lively. After recording a few more segments, this episode of Mars Intelligence Agency finally came to an end.
Wang Han picked up the microphone and said with a smile, "Alright, agents, today's Mars Intelligence Agency segment has come to a successful close! Thank you to all the senior and junior agents for their outstanding performances, especially Jiang Yang, who brought us so many unexpected surprises..."
The closing procedures proceeded smoothly and efficiently.
The agents left one after another.
The staff got busy.
The props team started tidying up the special agent's station, and the technical team disassembled the projection equipment and organized the microphones and headsets... This was the scene Liu Haochun saw as she boarded her flight home and opened the video of the "Mars" recording session that Yang Chaoyue had sent her.
My phone vibrated.
Yang Chaoyue's message popped up: ["Haochun, this is what I asked the production team for. They sent it to me for free. Don't send it to anyone else, especially not Bailu, or it will be a leak."]
Liu Haochun swiped on the screen.
He leaned closer to the receiver and sent a voice message: ["I know, don't worry, Chaoyue!"]
"Haochun, are you on your way home?"
[“How did you know? I finished filming my scenes and just arrived at the airport in Yiwu.”] Liu Haochun typed.
I received a message from Yang Chaoyue: ["Your voice message just now, you spoke with a strong Northeastern accent, just like Mai Mai's. Your accent changes every time you go home. Are you homesick?"]
Missing home?
Liu Haochun was taken aback.
There was no response to the topic of Yang Chaoyue.
I was thinking about my hometown, the Northeast. I wouldn't say I missed that home that was full of arguments.
Liu Haochun quickly typed again, changing the subject: ["Is there any more material? I want to learn more so I'll be mentally prepared next time Yang-ge takes me on 'Mars'."]
Within two seconds, Yang Chaoyue's message popped up: ["One hundred yuan each."]
It's about money again.
Yang Chaoyue is obsessed with money.
He has over 200,000 followers on Weibo, and his salary for appearing on "Mars" has increased to 190,000 yuan, yet he still asks for money so timidly, only asking for 100 yuan.
Without hesitation, Liu Haochun opened the red envelope interface and switched over.
After pressing send, a gentle female voice came over the airport's public address system:
"Boarding for the flight to Jilin is now open. Passengers with boarding passes, please proceed to the boarding gate to queue."
Looking out, the waiting hall of Yiwu Airport is bustling with people.
Travelers dragging suitcases hurried along.
My phone vibrated. It was a message from Yang Chaoyue: ["Haochun, you actually gave me money? That's too much. I was just kidding. There was only one clip. I was on set, how could I dare to record it? Didn't I mention in the group chat on the day we wrapped up that Yang secretly took out his phone to chat with his sister for a few minutes, and it was all projected onto the screen? How could I dare to do that?"]
A notification popped up at the top of the screen that Yang Chaoyue had received the red envelope.
Yang Chaoyue's message followed: ["You've become like Haochun, so stingy. You put only one cent in a hundred-yuan red envelope."]
Liu Haochun typed: [“Chaoyue, what are you doing?”]
"As for cooking, in my hometown, there are no food delivery services in the village, so we have to cook for ourselves."
Upon seeing this message, Liu Haochun suddenly felt a surge of envy that was hard to explain.
I've heard Yang Chaoyue talk about her rural hometown countless times.
In spring, the garden will be filled with nameless wildflowers.
In summer, you can run on the ridges between the fields.
I went fishing with my father in the autumn.
In winter, the whole family gathers around the firewood to eat stew.
This was Chaoyue's childhood.
Her family was poor and there wasn't much to do, but every time she mentioned her father, her tone was very relaxed: "I didn't get into a vocational college, but my dad didn't scold me. He just said it was okay, as long as we live well, we can try for Tsinghua or Peking University next year."
Be courageous and resilient, unafraid of difficulties. (End of Chapter)