Start with the script killing shop

The Thousand-seat Theater of Transmission Theater was packed with people.

Not only were there people sitting on every seat, but every corner, the aisles, and even the not too wide open space used for admission between the last row and the gate were filled with people.

Jiang Qi, who had only heard about it but had never seen this scene with his own eyes, had his eyes opened.

Good guy, whose theater has packed the auditorium as full as sardine cans!

Onlookers said it was outrageous, but the person involved was very relaxed.

The audience for the first performance of "Sang-Plucking Girl" was basically composed of uncles and aunts. There were some young people, but not many. The amusement park's promotion of "The Mulberry Girl" is very accurate and not false at all. It directly points out that this is a new drama that is completely opposite to "The Princess".

During the tour at the Magic City Station, there were also young audiences who did not go to the theater at all on weekdays. Last year, because they liked "The Legend of the Princess", they did not believe in Xie and insisted on buying tickets and watching it.

There are more people who don't understand, there are more discussion posts online, and there are fewer people watching the show.

Except for Transsion Theater, which is high-quality and low-priced, theater tickets for other theaters often cost hundreds or even thousands. Because I don’t believe in evil, it’s really not worth it to spend this unjust money to watch a show that I don’t understand at all.

Jiang Qi stood on the side of the stage and watched the excitement.

Usually at the amusement park, if Jiang Qi suddenly had a whim at night and wanted to go to the theater to watch a show, but didn't want to go to Grandma Nangong's box on the second floor, he would stand on the side of the stage and watch a section.

Wang Xinghua strongly supports Jiang Qi's surprise inspection style of watching the theater.

Standing on the side of the stage, firstly, it does not occupy seats, and secondly, it does not affect the audience. When the performance was actually on stage, it was dark. There was a person standing in the corner on the side of the stage. The audience in the first row couldn't even see it unless they looked carefully.

The audience cannot see it, but the actors on the stage can.

Just imagine, you have just finished singing your lyrics and are getting ready to leave. When you turn around, you see your boss standing in the audience, staring at you with bright eyes.

The level of horror is definitely no less than when you were playing with your mobile phone in class in high school, and you turned around to find the class teacher standing at the back door, with your head pressed against the small window on the door, staring at you with distorted features.

On days when Jiang Qi went to the theater frequently, the actors on the stage performed hard. He has a bright and powerful voice that can be heard by anyone passing by the theater door. He often wins a lot of applause.

Everyone who has seen the show said it was a good one, and the audience praised it as well worth the tickets. The supporting actors all acted so hard.

This time, although he was not in his own theater, Jiang Qi was still standing in a familiar position.

Next to Jiang Qi is a row of old men who have moved small stools and are already sitting there.

Six uncles sat in a row and had a lively chat. You didn't need to listen carefully to the content to know that these six uncles must be old friends and their things were complementary.

You bring peanuts, I bring melon seeds, and he brings garbage bags.

Everything is complete enough to hold a tea party.

"Young man, why didn't you bring your own small bench when you bought the seat here? It's so tiring to stand and watch. Let's do it this way. Let's switch between the two of us later. After the second act is finished, I will lend you the bench to sit on for a while. ." The uncle closest to Jiang Qi said enthusiastically when he noticed that Jiang Qi was standing there staring at the stage stupidly.

Hearing what the nearest uncle said, the uncle with the garbage bag couldn't help but look at Jiang Qi. He looked him up and down with his presbyopic eyes. He found that Jiang Qi not only didn't bring a small bench, but also didn't bring snacks. He couldn't help but shake his head.

"Young man, come here for the first time. Did your old man buy the ticket and didn't have time to give it to you? Didn't he remind you to bring anything?"

"This is not a good position. You really can't see anything during the performance. You just rely on listening. It's really boring if you don't bring some snacks to kill time." As he said that, the old man with the garbage bag stretched his neck and looked at the middle with a longing look. A good spot in the aisle, "It's a pity that I didn't get a good spot where I could see it."

"Isn't there a good seat in the middle aisle for the show the day after tomorrow?" the uncle who brought Mei Mei said cheerfully, "I came in early and quietly went over to sit there. It was very good, no worse than the seat that had hundreds of tickets!"

Jiang Qi:......

Uncle, you guys don’t want to buy any of these serious tickets!

Just buy a standing ticket, right?

Jiang Qi could only smile: "I am a new staff member, come here to watch the fun."

As soon as they heard that Jiang Qi was the new staff member, the eyes of the uncles immediately lit up, and their attitudes became much more enthusiastic.

The uncle closest to Jiang Qi stood up immediately, grabbed Jiang Qi, and told him to sit down first no matter what.

I don’t know what kind of job this man did when he was young. He was incredibly strong. Jiang Qi was pulled by him and almost fell to the ground before he could stand firmly. After he was forced to sit down, the uncles nearby quickly stuffed melon seeds, peanuts, plums, and sweet and cheap hard candies into Jiang Qi's arms. The uncle with the garbage bag even stuffed them into Jiang Qi's arms thoughtfully. A big red garbage bag.

You can tell at a glance that this garbage bag is leftover from grocery shopping.

"Sit down, young man."

"What do you call it?"

"...My surname is Jiang. Grandpas can just call me Xiao Jiang."

"Xiao Jiang." The old man who gave up his seat smiled brightly, "Grandpa Ma, I want to ask you something! That door was giving out fruits and paying for a photo. Is it true or false?"

"Really." Jiang Qi nodded, "That was organized by the president of Bai Bai's global fan support conference here. Bai Bai is Little Bailing's new stage name."

"What is that global fan club? Do you have to pay?" the man stuffing the garbage bag asked.

"No." The old man stuffing melon seeds responded quickly.

"How do you know?" Several people said in unison.

"I... joined the party by the way." The old man stuffing melon seeds sneered, "I thought I could scan their code and join the group to get the fruit, but I couldn't. This seemed to be one of their activities. Everyone paid for the tickets. Yes, you can only pay money."

After hearing what the old man stuffing melon seeds said, the other people sighed.

Jiang Qi heard that an uncle had directly joined the fan group. He was a little curious and wanted to see which group he had joined.

At first glance, good guys, there are 11 groups of fans in Shangdu.

Wang Pingxiu's fan base is all 500 people, and 11 people means that in Shangdu alone, Wang Pingxiu has developed more than 5,000 downlines, ah no, fans.

The efficiency is amazing!

Messages in the group are flowing very fast. Although the typing speed of the aunts and uncles is slow and their texts are long and full of typos, there are still many people who can't stand chatting.

Photos were posted quickly in the group, including apples, bananas, mineral water, buns, lunch boxes, and of course, tickets.

Sure enough, the habit of posting things has no age distinction.

Jiang Qizheng was surprised when the old man stuffing melon seeds asked again: "Xiao Jiang, you are a staff member of the theater. Can you help us and ask if we can also pay to take pictures?"

"Yes, yes." Several other uncles agreed.

"But this is their fan support group's own activity."

"We can come in too!" An old man immediately took out his mobile phone and became confused.

"Why are you coming in?"

"Ah this..." The old man who had already joined the group also started to feel confused.

Jiang Qi could only help a few uncles join the group one by one.

Then before the performance started, Jiang Qi didn't even hear the first line of the lyrics, so he went backstage with snacks and garbage bags to discuss taking photos with Wang Xinghua.

Alas, the uncle gave me too much!

There are two big handfuls of melon seeds alone!

As a result, Jiang Qi found out when he got backstage that there were more than one uncle and aunt who joined the fan support club temporarily and wanted to pay for photos.

The small tables at the entrance of the theater are so obvious that the adults and aunts who love theater are social experts. If you encounter someone fighting on the street, you can ask them clearly the cause and effect of the incident by standing aside for a while, let alone someone like this who is receiving something.

Wang Xinghua has already made arrangements one by one.

Jiang Qi went to the lounge to find Wang Xinghua, but was caught red-handed. He transformed into a human customer service and responded to messages one by one.

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The grandma sitting in the third row was very happy.

Until the end of the whole scene, the old lady was in a state of extreme excitement. She just wanted to catch an acquaintance and chatter to show off.

She Niu Lili is so lucky!

She was given such a good seat in the middle of the third row!

The money that Lao Liu paid with her was only allocated to the 12th row. What does this mean? This shows that she is lucky!

But luck or whatever doesn't matter anymore, today's performance was really good.

When Grandma thought about Feng Ling's singing and figure on the stage just now, her eyes lit up with excitement.

She knew that Bai Bai sang well, but she didn't expect that in today's scene, Bai Bai not only sang well, but also acted well.

Nainai was still a little worried about the 480 yuan ticket price. After all, the 480 yuan was enough for her to buy groceries for a month. A month's worth of food money to watch a movie is really a bit of a luxury. Grandma has to save money for her retirement to buy health care products.

But now, Nainai no longer thinks so. She thinks it’s okay to skip two bites of health products.

How do you say this? Spiritual food is also important!

What a good girl, her eyes are so sparkling, her oval face is so cute, her figure is so beautiful, and her voice is like a lark. She should not be called Bai Bai, but Little Lark!

It's just a pity that she's not my granddaughter. If I had such a granddaughter, I would be able to laugh out of my dreams, and my ancestors' graves would be green...

Grandma thought of walking with her to the entrance of the theater, helping her line up to collect tickets and fruits, and would pick up her granddaughter later.

Forget it, my granddaughter is pretty good now.

Grandma thought about the lyrics of the last scene again.

Oops, why isn’t Bai Bai his granddaughter?

Grandma sat still on the chair, waiting for the photo to be taken.

The staff shouted with a loudspeaker.

"No. 150 to No. 200, come and line up. Don't rush, don't be crowded, and the grandpa in row 5 should be careful not to trip. We have plenty of time."

"Don't compete for seats or autographs. The actors have just finished their performance and are quite tired now. They may not be able to answer your questions in time. I hope all uncles, aunts, grandparents, and grandparents can understand."

Grandma happily held the ticket and went to queue.

A group photo of 50 people. The photo pattern is naturally like a class graduation photo.

The actors of "The Mulberry Picking Girl" stood in the first row in full costumes, while the others stepped on the steps and lined up behind them.

Grandma was lucky enough to be placed in the second row because she was short.

Even more fortunately, Nainai was placed directly behind Feng Ling.

It takes time to arrange the positions. Feng Ling and other actors will respond to the greetings of the fans who took the photo at this time. Nainai stands behind Feng Lingzheng, so she naturally gets the most attention.

At this moment, Grandma felt like she couldn't breathe.

She seemed to understand why her granddaughter's voice always sounded as sharp as a kettle boiling when talking on the phone with her friends about the concert she had just watched.

Because of excitement.

Grandma didn't dare to speak. She was afraid that her voice would break when she spoke.

Grandma pinched the bun in her pocket.

She ate bananas before entering the venue. She loves bananas. They are sweet and soft, which is very suitable for her, an elderly person with bad teeth.

Although the buns were soft, they had no flavor. I originally planned to eat the milk for breakfast the next morning. I also had a banana at home. The banana was paired with the bread, which saved money on a breakfast.

Now, Grandma felt she had to do something for Bai Bai, whom she loved.

Grandma clutched the bun in her pocket.

He took it out tremblingly.

Grandma doesn't have Parkinson's disease, she is just a little excited and can't control her hands.

"Bai...bai...baibai!" Grandma was so excited that her lips were trembling.

"Eat...eat...eat...eat some bread!" Strangely, under the extreme excitement, Grandma actually straightened her tongue without breaking her voice, and said in a very calm voice, "I'm hungry after singing all night. Come on, eat some cushion."

Feng Ling was a little surprised, but Nainai was not the first one to feed her. There were also uncles and aunties giving Feng Lingsai fruits and snacks in the front, but the food was all unpacked.

Out of caution, Feng Ling did not eat.

The buns are vacuum packed and ready to eat.

And this bun is Feng Ling’s favorite brand.

"Thank you, grandma." Feng Ling said sweetly, took the bun and stuffed it into the sleeve of the costume.

Grandma felt that she was complete.

After taking the photo, Nai Nai Nai walked out of the theater door feeling dizzy.

Xiaohui was waiting for her at the door. When she saw grandma coming out, she hurriedly greeted her and asked, "Grandma, was the show good?"

Xiaohui didn't go back during this period. She wandered around and ate some snacks. The rest of the time she spent sitting in the milk tea shop checking her phone and searching for Feng Ling on the Internet.

Then he was surprised to find that Feng Ling was actually an employee of the Internet celebrity amusement park that he had been following.

If that were the case, everything would make sense.

If Feng Ling is an employee of Galaxy Script Theme Park, then in this day and age, it would be reasonable for a Huangmei Opera actor to suddenly become popular and make his grandma pay for tickets to watch the show as if she was being defrauded.

After all, this amusement park can make Ms. Xu wear a princess dress, sit on a flying food truck and set off hot searches, and it can also show off a Huangmei Opera actor who makes the elderly crazy. It is understandable.

Grandma did not answer her granddaughter's question, but asked dazedly: "Huihui, what do you young people usually do if you are lucky?"

Xiaohui:?

Xiaohui thought for a while: "Buy a scratch-off ticket?"

Xiaohui said that when she and her best friends fantasized about getting rich overnight, they would buy scratch-off tickets to sober up.

Just buy the cheapest one, if there is 5 yuan, buy 5 yuan, if there is 10 yuan, buy 10 yuan.

Just scratch it and you will wake up.

You can’t even get your money back on scratch-off tickets, so how can you get rich overnight?

Grandma thought it would work, so she took her granddaughter into the lottery shop and boldly picked out the cheapest scratch-off ticket worth 5 yuan.

One scratch, hey, 50!

Xiaohui's eyes widened.

Grandma was so excited that she clapped her hands and didn't rush to exchange the money. She pulled her granddaughter and said excitedly: "Huihui, grandma, I knew I was lucky today. You don't know, grandma, today..."

Nainai began to happily share her successful star-chasing experiences.

On the other side, Jiang Qi and Wang Xinghua are also sharing today’s harvest.

This was the first time for a large-scale theater viewing organized by a fan support club like today. Ticket prices were lowest at Transsion Theater and Shangdu had the most fans. It was normal for Wang Pingxiu to make this his first choice.

The results are great and the benefits are obvious.

The 11th group is almost full, and we are ready to build a 12th group.

Elderly fans are no worse than young fans in their amway abilities, especially when there are free fruits, buns and mineral water.

"Xinghua, how many fans do you have now?" Jiang Qi asked.

Wang Xinghua shook her head: "I don't know, I'm only in charge of part of the group. But there should be tens of thousands of people in total. There are so many people here in Shangdu. In many places, even a group is not full."

"That's quite a lot." Jiang Qi sighed.

Although Feng Ling's certain account has more fans, and it has now exceeded 2 million, but that data is just a look at it. In terms of real fans, we have to look at the development of Wang Pingxiu.

"Does your father have any other arrangements for the operation of Mouyin?" Jiang Qi asked.

Wang Xinghua thought for a while: "I seem to have said that I will wait for a while to wait for 3 million fans to do a live broadcast or something, and the rest seems to be gone."

"Not to mention that at this stage, we still need to focus on accumulating reputation and fans. Cut the leeks later. It is best to cut them quietly and moisturize them silently, so that the leeks will grow faster."

Jiang Qi: "...Okay."