"Shopkeeper Wu, I am very satisfied with your painting work, there is nothing wrong, in this way, you have also seen the movie, what it is mainly about must be very clear, what I am asking you now is that Nie Xiaoqian on the left stretched out his hand to cry, and Ning Caichen on the right also stretched out his hand, screaming silently.

The hands of the two are only knuckle contact, giving people a painful feeling of having to separate, and the left is the old demon of Black Mountain, incarnated into thousands of sharp branches, to cut off the two of them, and on the right is Yan Chixia, who is full of golden light and is chanting a spell, seven long swords fell from the sky, and they also rushed to the hands of the two, I don't know whether to cut the two or the branches of grandma.

Hazy, just leave more suspense, as for the overall background behind you, just customize the hazy Lanruo Temple, a white mist, in contrast, and the back is a brief introduction, you can draw this as me, can you accept it? After Yan Yang groaned, he told Wu Guang his thoughts.

The reason why it is like this, firstly, the protagonists of the story are these four, in addition, the two of them are a demon and a ghost, just right, especially the ghost Xiaoqian, is the main line of the whole incident, through this movie, it is to bury not all ghosts are bad people for human beings, they all have their own hardships, and they can't be generalized, this is the first step in his cultural dissemination.

Wu Guang quickly sketched the picture that Yan Yang said in his mind, which was easier for him who had already seen the movie, and without saying a word, he painted it directly.

In less than an hour, the four characters appeared on the paper, Yan Yang had to praise himself for finding the right partner, it was so beautiful, even better than he imagined, without saying a word, he wrote his font again, and the fit was 100%.

Looking at his righteous image, Lu Shan's face was full of excitement, Wu Guang had seen him many times, and each time he was full of worship, as for the corpse leader, he had a sad face, who made it a villain, but when he thought of King Shura, he was a little happy.

And the scorching sun here has been added to the introduction later, and the beginning is: "Ten miles of Pinghu is full of frost, and every inch of green silk is sad for the Chinese year." Look at the moon-shaped single look at each other, only envy the mandarin duck and not the immortal......"

Looking at such a beautiful style of ancient poetry and writing, Wu Guang admired Yan Yang's literary brilliance more and more, what kind of person is he?

“perfect!” Yan Yang looked at such a perfect color printed leaflet and couldn't help but admire!

"By the way, the back of the leaflet is also painted with a hazy and mysterious Lanruo Temple, remember that the bright moon is at the head, according to this format, you recruit more spirit painters, according to the day of the auction, I want at least one out of every ten people to have 100,000 leaflets." Yanyang Road.

"This is still no problem, there are a large number of spirit painters scattered in Linxian City, as long as the price is in place, they will complete the task of the son day and night." Wu Guang added.

Yan Yang nodded: "These are not for me to consider. ”

When Wu Guang heard this, his face suddenly changed: "Childe misunderstood, I will ...... the price."

"Alright, alright!" Yan Yang waved his hand to stop: "The trailer and leaflet have been made, and there is the admission ticket, you will send out invitations in advance for auctions, admission tickets are an alternative invitation, but this kind of invitation is charged, I plan to do two styles of admission tickets, one member, one ordinary, exclusive to members and VIPs, it depends on how many rooms you have." Yan Yang pointed to the room he was in at the moment.

Wu Guang's eyes lit up, and he kept nodding and writing down.

"As for the ordinary, the first night will be customized according to these thousands of seats, remember, no more, not less, the limited edition knows, limited distribution, as long as the first batch of people see it, the sensation and invisible publicity caused by it is self-evident.

However, the second batch of admission tickets will be placed a month later, and I need those who have seen the audience to hype, so that those who have not seen it will be itching, and the admission tickets at that time can be sold higher, as for the first batch, each admission ticket will be set at one hundred spirit crystals, as for the members and VIPs, you can look at it. Yan Yang added after groaning.

Wu Guang's admiration for the hot sun is to the point of throwing himself to the ground, which is simply more business-minded than him, this is the legendary hunger marketing!

Not to mention the price of admission tickets in the VIP area, just the four thousand ordinary seats under him can earn 400,000 spirit crystals in one night, which is simply terrifying, if you add the VIP ones, at least 500,000 spirit crystals.

In the past, it took dozens of auctions with a smile on his face to get a commission, and this is only the price of one night, he is 100% convinced that in the future, an ordinary movie ticket will definitely be fried to hundreds or even higher, just because the exclusive broadcast right of "A Chinese Ghost Story" is only owned by him in Vientiane Building, and when the time comes, ......

When Wu Guang thought of this, he trembled directly with excitement, his eyes were scarlet, his breath was short, and he seemed to see countless spirit crystals falling from the sky.

Looking at Wu Guang's fugue gaze at this moment, Yan Yang chuckled and shook his head.

"As a businessman, the rise of an industry will lead to a large number of auxiliary industries, which you must know better than me, such as selling all kinds of tasteful drinks and sweets at the entrance ticket, and after the performance, according to the preferences of the investigators, you can sell the clothes with Xiaoqian's avatar.

Even their costumes in the movie, when the time comes, the style of imitation will definitely be popular in the entire Linxian City, and even other surrounding big cities, as well as storytelling, teahouses, etc., everything that appears in the movie, as long as they are branded, the big sales are certain, just like Xiaoqian's bath bucket with the same name, Yan Chixia's golden sword with the same code...... There is nothing unexpected, only impossible! ”

Listening to the industries thrown out by Yanyang, Wu Guang trembled even more, he never thought about this, it turned out that money could still be made like this!

And Lu Shan behind him is also scarlet in his eyes, this Nima money is simply earned lying down, I only hate why I am not the owner of the auction house, no, I have to find Wu Guang in private, there is a pie in the sky, but where it falls, but I am leading the way.

It wasn't until the afternoon that Yanyang finished explaining what he should explain, walked out of the door, Wu Guang sent it off with a smile on his face, after Yanyang went out, he was also a little tired, and he didn't have the heart to wander around, and under the guidance of Lu Shan, he went back to Wang An's residence directly.

Wang An saw Yanyang and his party come back, and immediately smiled, and hurriedly led the way to the extremely clean two-story small attic in the backyard, not to mention, this place is very elegant, the courtyard is full of all kinds of potted plants, in the center is a big willow tree of about fifty years, and there is a stone mill under the tree.

According to Wang An, he used to be a farmer, and he had no principal when doing business, and he was made up little by little by the uncles and aunts in the village, and this stone mill was the wheat field at the head of the village.

For Wang An, Yan Yang really looked down on him, and he couldn't help but admire him in his heart, it seems that he can be considered for the next business.