Propaganda must be taken into account!

However, Ding Yang did not spend money on advertising in newspapers and TV stations, because there was no need for that at all!

With so many artists?

When it comes to publicity, you can use them.

Soon, the artists were back to making films. Almost within two weeks, their new film appeared on the streets of Niben.

At the beginning of each film, they will hold up a sign and use a soft voice. The AUV idol group was established and an advertisement for a theater performance was distributed.

For this kind of operation, the educational film companies did not block it. They don't usually have any product placement, and they don't waste any resources, so they are completely happy to see it.

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When I woke up on Saturday morning, the alarm went off. Mitsuro Mitsuro got up.

I washed my face well, brushed my teeth, and even put some moisturizer on my face. Then, he found one of his cleanest clothes and put it on his body, and then pushed open the door and walked out.

"Mitsurou, why did you get up so early!"

At this time, the mother was cleaning up the room. Seeing him come out, he asked very happily.

"Something wrong with me?"

Mitsuro lifted his glasses and pushed the door open again.

Walk, take the bus, take the Shinkansen, and then the bus.

By the time he arrived at the theater in Tokyo, it was already afternoon.

"Why so many people!"

Although it was only performed in the evening, Mitsuro Mitsuro Mitsuro saw a long line outside the theater, estimated to be two or three hundred people.

"Thanks to the fact that I went out early, otherwise, I am afraid I would not have been able to get in!"

Mitsuro Mitsuro muttered, hurriedly walked to the end of the line, and stood there honestly.

At the same time, I took out the rice balls I had just bought on the road from my bag and ate them in small bites.

After eating, he felt very thirsty. However, they did not dare to leave this position to buy water.

One is to save money, and the other is to be afraid that after coming back, the place will be gone, and you will have to queue up again.

And just as he was eating the balls, there were already three or four more people standing behind him.

"Lanlan, I love you the most!"

Reaching into the bag again, touching the disc inside, Mitsuro Mitsuro said silently in his heart.

The cover of that disc is Wu Tenglan. He was wearing a tight-fitting black leather jacket, with a zipper on his chest pulled down, and a small silver revolver in his hand.

In addition, there are a few words on the cover, the investigator infiltrated or something.

The group was a little silent, not as noisy as the other teams.

After all, most of the people who watch educational films at home are otaku, and they belong to the gang that is always bullied outside.

Usually, if others don't trouble them, they just celebrate the New Year. How can you take the initiative to chat with others.

The time was close to four o'clock, and the theater owner, Takahashi Zuoichi, drove lazily from a distance.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he was startled.

Business hasn't been easy lately, and he's a pretty small theater here. That's up to 400 people!

I can only maintain this theater by showing some movies on a regular basis.

He hadn't really seen so many people in line.

"Made, it seems that there are a lot of fans of that AUV idol group!"

But, right away, he was excited again.

"Hurry up and open the door to sell tickets and let the audience in! Prepare the souvenirs and let the audience line up to pick them up! ”

When he called the staff, his voice was very loud.

The doors finally opened, the ticket gates opened, and all the spectators were as silent as they had just now, and began to line up to buy tickets.

Soon, 400 tickets were sold out. And there were still a lot of waiting spectators standing outside.

"Why is my theater so small?"

Looking at the people who were still lining up outside, Saichi Takahashi had a painful feeling of losing his money.

"Sell standing tickets, half price!"

Just then, a voice rang out.

"Ding San?"

As soon as he turned his head, Takahashi saw Ding Yang and cried out as if he had seen a savior.

"Sell standing tickets, no problem!"

Ding Yang looked at the otaku who were still queuing outside with great satisfaction, and he found that he really underestimated the appeal of these artists.

Turn your head and think about it again, these otaku live in the world created by artists every day, and the existence of artists is their heaven.

It's like many students in later generations are living in the world of LOL, and if Demacia's classmates really show up and sell tickets to perform, how crazy the students will be.

With Ding Yang's help, the remaining otaku finally bought a standing ticket.

And successfully entered the scene!

Mitsuro Mitsuro Mitsuro queued up early, so he bought a ticket.

After entering the theater, I found that there were still three tables. When I walked over, I realized that this was actually a place to send souvenirs.

The souvenir is simple, a T-shirt. It's just that it's covered with lip prints, and names.

"It's a blue lip print!"

took the T-shirt and found the one-to-one lip print that belonged to Wu Tenglan. Mitsuro Mitsuro even ignored the fact that he was still in front of the public in the hall, and put the T-shirt in front of his face and kissed it deeply.

Then, he looked around cautiously.

When he found that many people were doing the same action as him, he was relieved. I folded the T-shirt and put it in my bag.

He is reluctant to wear such a good gift, and he must keep it well.

Perhaps, when you get home, you can use it to hit a?

Immediately, such an idea came to him.

Immediately, he became excited, and he just thought that the idea was so simple and refreshing. I can't wait to get into the bathroom right now and get a shot.

However, when he saw the long queue at the door of the bathroom, he finally dispelled this idea.

It seems that such a cool thing can only be done after returning home.

Soon, the entire theater was filled with all the audience.

"Hello everyone, I'm Wu Tenglan!"

While these people were waiting in silence, a light suddenly turned on.

Wu Tenglan walked onto the stage like an elf, holding the microphone in his hand, and shouted loudly.

"I love you"

Then, Wu Tenglan shouted again.

"I love you too!"

Mitsuro Mitsuro shouted loudly in his heart, but he didn't dare to scream.

There were so many people who thought the same way that there were only a few sporadic shouts in the theater.

"Tell me out loud, do you love me?"

Although there was a little silence in the theater, Wu Tenglan didn't care. Because before coming to power, Ding Yang had already explained what might happen to her.

Then he took the microphone again and shouted loudly.

"Love!"

Finally, a voice answered.

"Shout with me! I love you, Wu Tenglan! One, two, three, come together! ”

Wu Tenglan was not discouraged, but took the microphone and shouted again.

"I love you, Wu Tenglan!"

Driven by Wu Tenglan, the atmosphere finally rose, and the otaku below began to get excited. With the sound of her microphone, she kept screaming loudly.

The sound was like a tidal wave, and the ceiling was about to be torn off.

Takahashi Taro was in the middle of the wave, and he was screaming desperately, as if he was venting.

In the end, tears appeared in his eyes.