The film is still being screened.

Qiao Xiu took advantage of this time to find Sir White Vitex outside the screening hall and thoroughly asked how this theater operated.

"This is the ticket?"

Qiao Xiu was holding a silver-white coin with a dark gold pattern on the front and a number 38 on the reverse.

This coin is not Nolan's currency, but rather a token similar to that found in arcades.

"Yes, my lord, you have a ticket for a regular seat, and a ticket for a higher class and VIP seat."

Sir White Vitex showed Josiw two pale gold coins, the difference between the two silver coins was the color of the lines on them.

In this era before printers, it was undoubtedly much more convenient to use such tokens as tickets than handwritten paper tickets.

"Tickets for regular seats are generally priced at one silver coin, grand seats are priced at one gold coin, and VIP seats are usually reserved for the audience I personally invited."

The price of Sir Whitethorn's tickets can be regarded as a conscience, at least in Nolan, a small country with a developed economy, the price of ordinary seats is completely affordable for ordinary people.

"What about publicity? Handwritten flyers? ”

The flyer from the Nolan National Theatre that Qiao Xiu got during the day was all handwritten.

"In the past, we didn't need publicity at all, and the name of white wattle is the best publicity... But recently......"

Sir White Vitex had not been immersed in the past glory for long, and he instantly returned to the cold and cruel reality.

It turns out that this theater has survived by word of mouth until now? Indeed, there is a saying in China that the fragrance of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, but in case there is another tavern at the door of your alley every day where people are soliciting, even if your wine is fragrant, all the guests will run out.

This is the situation that Sir Whitevitex is facing now, no... What's even worse, not only were all his guests taken away, but even his 'wine jar' was removed by the Nolan National Theater.

Now all that is left of Sir Bravit is one theatre.

"Advocacy is a must."

Word of mouth is important, but I don't even know how to die if I live by word of mouth alone.

"Of course, my lord... I'll hire someone to write a flyer right away. ”

"The flyer form is too slow, and I don't think the National Theatre will get you out there."

Qiao Xiu contacted the recent encounter of the White Thorn Flower Theater, and it can be seen that the Nolan National Theater has decided to erase the White Vitex from the city of Nolan, and then dominate the Nolan family by himself.

There's nothing more lucrative than a monopoly!

If Sir White Vitex sends people out to distribute leaflets now, he will definitely encounter layers of resistance, so whether the leaflets can be sent out is still a big question.

"That's... My lord, what method should we use to publicize it? ”

Sir White Vitex wiped the sweat from his forehead, Qiao Xiu had already seen that he was at an absolute disadvantage in the competition with the Nolan National Theater, and the flyer was the only way Sir White Vitex could think of publicity.

"Let's go straight to the poster."

Qiao Xiu can take advantage of the infinite expansion of the projection of the original crystal, the building of the White Thorn Theater is already magnificent, hang a huge white wall on the side of the entrance of the theater, and then project the most classic moment of "Beauty and the Devil" on it, and then attach the name of the play and the list of performers, the promotion of this thing is much more useful than any leaflet.

For example, you can see this kind of oversized poster everywhere in the cities of the earth.

"The sea... Seal? ”

Sir White Vitex didn't seem to understand the meaning of the word Qiao Xiu.

"I don't need a flyer, I don't know what you're made of for the background wall in the theater hall, but I also need a big enough one to stand up on the side of your theater door."

"I'll go and prepare, it may take two or three days."

After Sir Bai Jinghua finished speaking, he glanced at Qiao Xiu, and then asked cautiously.

"Do you have any other instructions?"

"No, go back and keep watching, I don't think you missed too many great shots."

"Yes, sir."

With permission, Sir White Vitex hurried back to the performance hall.

Qiao Xiu was actually thinking about whether to buy some popcorn and Coke desserts in the theater, but after thinking about it, he gave up this option, "Beauty and the Devil" is not a popcorn movie, and it is not yet time to make money by selling movie goods.

Now what Qiao Xiu has to do is to spread the popularity of this movie first.

………………

Herlan sat in his seat for a long time, not knowing what to say.

She was indeed moved to tears by the plot of "Beauty and the Devil", but all that was left for Herlan was contemplation.

Herland's mind is not as simple as Ciri's, in addition to the outstanding storyline of the movie "Beauty and the Devil" itself, what is even more terrifying is the feeling that the "movie" itself brings to Herlan.

That was to make her see a 'new world', which could not be done in any previous stage play, and this world of Herland was very longing.

Herlan wants to somehow get involved in the world of Beauty and the Devil, to help Belle meet a demon earlier, or to help the demon drive out the ignorant villagers at the end, etc.

She does have that urge.

Herlan looked at the window of the game 'Ping Pong' floating in her field of vision, and she remembered the elves that Josiu had drawn earlier with her magic machine.

'Sylvanas Windranger', Herlan believes that an elf has more than just her name, and that there must be an untold story behind her, perhaps an unforgettable story like Beauty and the Devil.

Josiu was indeed ready to tell the story of Sylvanas to the world, but not in the way of Beauty and the Devil, but in the way of 'ping pong'.

Thinking of this, Herlan had a sense of anticipation, and she didn't know where this sense of anticipation came from, she had read a lot of travelogues in the college library, and she had also lamented what happened to the protagonist in the travelogues.

But she had never been so eager to be involved in a story.

"Sister, do you believe that demons really like humans?"

Hurlan's thoughts were interrupted by Ciri's sudden question, and the movie showed which demon and Belle were dancing in the halls of the castle.

The very romantic picture, accompanied by music, is enough to make any audience feel the urge to 'go in love now'.

Herlan was also affected by this, and Ciri was no exception.

"Why do you ask this all of a sudden?"

"No... What, maybe I'm thinking too much. ”

Ciri touched the 'collar' around her neck, and now she was the only one alone with Herland, which was the best time to tell Herlan about her true relationship with Joshua and ask Herland for help, but Ciri hesitated for a moment and finally chose to hide it.

Because if she told Herland, she would lose the only contact she had with Josiu.