When the legendary film company's "Sharp Sword" logo appeared on the screen, and when his name appeared on the screen, Victor's eyes moistened.

I've never been so excited, not just because of the first time I finished a movie, but more because of the current hardships of the film.

Bergman patted Victor on the shoulder, signaling that Victor didn't need to get excited.

Victor turned around and lay down on the couch in the back.

From here, through the windows, you can see the sky outside the cinema on one side, and the high ceiling of the screening room on the other.

"You don't look?" Bergman was a little strange about Victor's actions.

"I don't look at it." Victor waved his hand and added, "I see you, it's done." ”

Bergman blushed at this.

Victor immediately realized that there was a difference in his words, and hurriedly said: "I mean, the pressure is too great, I'm afraid that I can't stand it when I see the audience below, so let's look at you, look at you and know the audience's reaction." ”

Bergman nodded slightly, sat down in his chair, and looked up at the screen inside.

From Victor's point of view, you can just see Bergman's flawless side face, and under the reflection of the projection light, Bergman's face is so charming.

The soundproofing of the upstairs room is not bad, the sound of movie projections outside, faintly, there is nothing else in the room except the sound of the pendulum swaying.

At this time, Victor felt as if he were lying on a small boat, a small boat in the rough sea, which could be submerged at any time, and could find an island of shelter at any time.

Success or failure, this question, Victor is no longer willing to think about it.

He just wanted to look at Bergman's face.

The tall Bergman, sitting in a chair so dignified, watched her movie intently, as if reading a book.

Outside, the hall suddenly became quieter, and then Pike's voice was heard, and the movie officially began to be screened.

The lights of the projection lights flickered incessantly, and from time to time there were gunshots, shouts, laughter, and the audience's sometimes silent reactions, as for Bergman, she was so engrossed from the beginning that she didn't even take a sip of the tea at the table.

In the midst of the staccato sound, in the flickering lights, Victor felt his eyelids grow heavier and heavier, and finally closed his eyes and fell asleep.

……

"Wake up, wake up! My great director! ”

"Convinced, I'm convinced, the first movie, the movie premiere about the life and death of the film company, he was able to fall asleep!"

"This is our Ferro family, haha! Born with the spirit of a magnanimous king! ”

……

Victor was pushed awake. To be precise, he was woken up by several pairs of hands directly from the sofa.

When I opened my eyes, it was John who came to mind? Ford, Nicholas? The faces of Zink and the others.

On these faces, there is daxiao, there is excitement, and more, there is relief.

"Where's Bergman?" Victor looked at the seats, which were empty.

"Bergman left after the movie was shown, and I didn't disturb you by seeing how well you slept." Leo picked up a coat from the couch, which belonged to Bergman and had been placed over Victor's body.

"Her letter to you." Leo handed over a piece of paper.

Under the strange eyes of a group of people, Victor took it and unfolded it, with Bergman's delicate words on it.

The letter is not long.

"Dear Monsieur Ferro, you have made one of the most moving and novel films I have ever seen. This movie, unlike any other movie before, I can't say what is good about it, but I will say that it hit me in the heart like a bullet of happiness. Please keep at it, and keep it going no matter what. Bergman. ”

"Finished with the movie?" Victor looked at the crowd suspiciously.

"What do you say?" John? Ford shrugged his shoulders.

"What was the result?" Victor licked his lips and looked at the crowd.

"It's over! It's completely over, Victor, we're going to roll up ......" Leo cried with a sad face to continue, by Nicholas? Zink kicked away.

"**Raised Leo, you are still in the mood to joke at this time!" Nicholas scolded.

"A huge success! Definitely a success! "John? Ford laughed maniacally: "Victor, you really should go and see the audience's reaction!" You really should check it out! ”

"But he's sleeping! Damn, he can actually fall asleep! Bernarno laughed: "Worthy of being a descendant of the mafia!" ”

Everybody daxiao.

"Success?" Victor felt like he was having a bit of an auditory hallucination.

"Listen outside." John? Ford pointed out the door.

Victor listened carefully, but he couldn't hear clearly, and there seemed to be shouting something outside.

"Just open the door!" Leo opened the door.

The moment the door opened, a scorching sound wave like magma surged.

"Victor! Victor! Victor! ”

"Victor! Victor! Victor! ”

……

It was the shouts of the audience.

Surrounded by everyone, Victor staggered to the door and saw the crowd standing in unison in the hall.

When Victor's figure appeared, the hall burst into applause.

In the cheers, in the heat wave, in the gaze of countless people, Victor was a little in a trance.

"Really, it worked?" Victor said to Ford.

"You kid! Can't you watch it yourself! Ford said.

……

Midnight. The rooms on the second floor of the cinema are still brightly lit.

"Okay, today's zuihou is finally over. I'm exhausted. Leo fell on the sofa for the rest of his life: "It's so cool!" ”

"I'll wait to count the money in the future." Sean was the happiest: "I've been playing movies for so many years, and I haven't seen such a reaction from the audience, Victor, you can be regarded as fighting for Mr. Ferro's face." ”

"Don't be so optimistic." Nicholas? Zink dropped the cigarette in his hand: "This movie is indeed popular with the audience now, but it doesn't mean that we have succeeded." ”

"What do you mean? Isn't that a success? Leo found Nicholas inexplicable.

Nicholas smiled: "From the perspective of movies, our movies are considered successful, but haode movies must also be seen by the audience." ”

These words made the atmosphere in the room stiffen.

"Nicholas is right, Anthony, is the box office count out today?" Victor Road.

Anthony took out a statistical sheet that had just been made and flipped through it: "Including our own movie theater, the box office tonight is 12,000 US dollars, and we get 2,000 US dollars after deducting the 10,000 US dollars we opened in today's lottery, counting the rental fee of the theater, lighting equipment and whatever, tonight, we will lose." ”

Nicholas nodded: "The general movie screening time is between a week and two weeks, and the longest special one is only a month, after that, the theater will show new movies, and there are too many new Hollywood movies." ”

"Our cost, plus the money for the prize, is about $800,000, and from that point of view, if we're going to save our capital, we're going to need to have at least $53,000 a night for two weeks, which is ...... than tonight."

Speaking of which, Nicholas said nothing.

Everyone's eyes suddenly dimmed.

$53,000 at the box office in one night!

With these dozen or so cinemas now, it is absolutely impossible to achieve.

This is just capital preservation.

"It seems that we have a hard time." John? Ford Road.

"Nine deaths, one life." Victor smiled bitterly.