From a distance, I saw a group of people gathered in front of the small theater. When the old man saw Lu Xinyi coming out, he hurriedly greeted him.
"Boss, Mr. Du Ming insists on us finishing "Journey to the West" and insists on us performing it at his home. What should we do?"
Lu Xinyina She scratched her head and walked forward, only to see a carefree young man sitting behind a few attendants in the crowd. When she approached, she was about to speak, but she was so startled by the young man's appearance that she broke into a cold sweat.
I saw this man's legs hanging limply under the chair. Although his clothes were gorgeous, his chest was full of rice stains. That's all. The thing that made people dare not look directly at him was his face. ——A face that was burned beyond recognition due to the fire.
Under that face, the person’s facial features were unclear, and there was only a small hole left in his mouth. I couldn’t imagine how he ate on a daily basis.
Even though she herself was so ugly that people and gods were outraged, Lu Xinyi still felt that she was lucky in front of a disabled person.
She turned to Xiao Li and asked in a low voice: "Who is this Mr. Ming?"
Xiao Li: "Boss, he is Prince Zhuorui of the previous dynasty. Jingguo was destroyed. Later, Yue Jun rescued him from the deep palace in the sea of fire..."
There was a coaxing sound in his head, and Lu Xinyi could no longer listen. Without hearing the voices of the people around her, the only thing that appeared in front of her eyes was the high-spirited eldest prince who walked gracefully at the chrysanthemum banquet; the good brother who looked at the people hiding in her tent and advised her to give her a name; the good brother who no matter what No matter what mistake she made, she would always comfort her gently, the eldest prince who was once a beautiful woman.
Ming Gongzi could not help but slap the wheelchair with his hands and shouted in a hoarse voice:
"I want to watch "Journey to the West", I want to watch "Havoc in Heaven!" Act it for me!"
Where is the gentle and jade-like shadow of the original?
Lu Xinyi felt a surge of hot blood. She could hardly stand still, but she held back her tears and told Xiao Li: "Cancel your schedule for today. Go to Mr. Ming's house and speak for him. "Havoc in Heaven."
What if Mr. Ming wants to hear the rest of the story?"
"Just tell him the latest one!" Support your body.
Sorry, brother, I am not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, but if I rashly recognize you now, what is the difference between me and myself? We can no longer make unnecessary sacrifices!
Sorry brother, you have suffered!
Her heart felt like tearing pain, and she thought of the Xinyi poems he wrote.
The east wind blows overnight, and peaches and plums make spring clothes.
Check the affairs of Nonghua, Xinyi fell late.
Every word and every word is full of meaning. Can such a poem now be written by the hand that is so blurred that the fingers cannot be distinguished, or spoken by the mouth with only half a small hole left?
In the past, I didn’t know family love or heartache, only then did I understand family love, and brothers were separated.
But after sending Mr. Ming away, the other people were still reluctant and said, "Why can I tell Mr. Ming alone? We have to listen too! We can't wait another day!"
For a time, the alley was crowded with people, making it difficult for cars and horses to move.
Lu Xinyi calmed down his emotions and said proudly to everyone:
"It's not impossible to watch it in advance, but everything has a price, and it's the same in our theater. If you want to watch it before others, you have to spend money to register as a 'member'. Members can watch two episodes in advance!"
< br>“How much does it cost to be a member?”
“It’s not expensive, a quota only costs ten dollars a month!” “I’ll pay, I’ll pay! ! ”
“Don’t worry, everyone, line up and register with the roster one by one!” I sent Xiao Li to register and arranged everything in the small theater. After breakfast, I asked Li Si to buy two steamed buns. While eating the buns, Lu Xinyi went to rent a new stage with Li Si and Wang Er.
"As long as there is a big stage, there is only one requirement for the other small stages, which is good sound insulation and preferably light blocking. We would rather light more candles!"
Li Si scratched his head in confusion. : "Miss Lu, other people's theaters are always bigger and more gorgeous, the better. We are also the most popular theater in the city, so why are we doing the opposite of them?"
Photographed by Lu Xinyi Patting his forehead: "Don't you understand? The so-called storytelling and acting all require a sense of atmosphere. That kind of feeling cannot be replaced by plot or language. Although content is king now, good packaging We can’t ignore it!”
After shopping around for an afternoon, I finally fell in love with an old theater. Lu Xinyi immediately hired a few more craftsmen to simply decorate the place and put up a sign. .
“Boss, what is the name of our theater?”
Lu Xinyi bit her nails and thought for a long time, asking Li Si to ask her boss, but because Zijing was busy doing her own thing, she couldn't shirk it. Seeing that she couldn't delay it any longer, she became heartbroken and said:
"It's called 'Flower Theater'! The world of flowers, the world, there are all kinds of wonders!"
Xinyi is a flower, and Bauhinia (Zijing) is a flower even more. Since it is jointly organized by the two of them, why not call it this name!
When it was time to choose a decoration craftsman, a carpenter came over and said, "Boss Lu, your business is so booming, can you help me promote it? Someday there will be a sentence in the book, I am Lao Li Not famous enough Let’s go!”
When Lu Xinyi heard this, he immediately slapped his forehead and said: “Of course! Mr. Li, please sit down, Mr. Li, I can promote a century-old brand like yours, it’s still mine. What an honor!”
As soon as he heard the gimmick of "a century-old brand", Lao Litou immediately smiled from ear to ear: "How dare you, boss Lu is so proud of you!"
Lu Xinyi waved his hand, then frowned and said: "That's it. Wages..."
"All wages are free!"
The two signed the document immediately. That night, Lu Xinyi asked a group of clerks to add more descriptive words when writing about the palace decoration, and finally made a special mention The font size is "Lao Li Tou".
Listen to the storyteller on the stage: "Look at the bright and golden Dragon Palace, the pearls on the Nine Dragon Pillars, and the glittering golden scales. Only then do you realize that there are indeed countless rare treasures in the East China Sea. ! Otherwise, how could there be such a gorgeous decoration? The old dragon king is sitting in the middle, blowing the dragon's whiskers. Good tiles need a good craftsman, and the decoration needs to be done by Lao Litou!"
Everyone in the audience burst into laughter.
In a few days, everyone in the city knew Lao Li Tou’s name. For this reason, Lu Xinyi personally wrote several small advertising scripts, and Lao Li Tou made a lot of money. The bowl was so full that I made a special trip to Huahua Theater to send two large wooden flower baskets over one foot high to express my congratulations and thank you.
With this move, many stores came to Lu Xinyi for cooperation. For a time, they were reluctant to receive advertising orders, and advertising fees also increased. But why did the audience come to listen to the advertisement? Before the audience could complain, , Xiao Li came to the stage with the latest membership service sheet.
“Member upgrade, monthly membership rooms are free of ads, advance on-demand!”
At this time, those who didn’t want to see ads either shut up, or had to curse and become members willingly. (End of chapter)