Watching a Show

"Why is there no news about your surroundings?" Xia Zhimei's confused voice came from the receiver of Xu Qing's mobile phone.

"Aren't you worried about the internal disunity at your side? Later I thought about it, if I don't care, if I lose, I will lose. Unity is more important." Xu Qing said lazily into the mobile phone.

"Don't make trouble, I'm asking you seriously."

"It's not the right time to post now, wait until later." Xu Qing explained simply.

"What do you mean?" Xia Zhimei asked puzzledly, "Wouldn't it be better to publish it now? The publicity is so intense, and it will take a lot of effort to pick it up again."

"Hey, Teacher Xia, do you think everyone in this world can multi-task?" Xu Qing sighed and asked Xia Zhimei a question.

After Xia Zhimei heard this, she seemed to have caught Xu Qing's thoughts, but in order to get an accurate answer, she still said: "Stop playing riddles and tell me what you have to say. You know I don't understand these things."

"It's because not everyone can multitask, so it's decided that a person usually only pays attention to one thing at a time. What's being promoted now is the Maruko Troupe singing Peking Opera. Putting the peripherals on it, I'm bound to

To promote peripheral products, this will distract everyone's attention and divert traffic.

The best thing to do is to wait until after the Wanzi Troupe starts performing, and everyone's curiosity reaches its peak and starts to decline after watching the performance, then post the surrounding news to continue the wave of enthusiasm, thereby prolonging everyone's discussion about Peking Opera.

The Meatball Troupe's performance will last for a long time. Although the tickets will definitely be sold, it is impossible to discuss them all the time on the Internet, so the topics have to be thrown out one by one. What are we going to do after throwing them away together?

Do you understand what I say?" Xu Qing explained patiently.

"If you guys don't make too many twists and turns, I would be really old." After hearing Xu Qing's words, Xia Zhimei once again lamented that she couldn't keep up with the times.

When Xu Qing heard this, he wanted to tell Xia Zhimei that this is not a matter of being old or not. This truth is not new now, it has always existed before.

However, there are specialties in the arts. Xia Zhimei is known for her Peking Opera skills and is not a strong player in other fields.

After the two chatted for a few more words, they hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Xu Qing looked at the computer in front of him. He had his own work plan on the computer. He no longer had to worry about the Peking Opera, and it was time to plan the rest of the work.

Two more days passed, and it was Saturday night.

At this moment, in the Guangde Building, a group of young spectators were excitedly communicating with each other.

Xu Qing was sitting on the second floor, looking at the scene below, with a smile on his face. Ever since the audience knew that one of the first performance venues of the Wanzi Troupe was in Guangde Building, Xu Qing was almost sprayed by netizens.

The reason is simply that there are too few seats in this place, so it’s impossible to get tickets.

They kept asking Xu Qing why he didn't arrange a larger theater and insisted on coming here.

In this regard, Xu Qing's explanation is to polish the performance level.

But the audience didn't care about this at all. These people were not interested in Peking Opera at the moment. They were interested in the Maruko Troupe singing Peking Opera, so they suggested that Xu Qing rent a stadium to perform and sell 70,000 to 80,000 tickets at once.

How cool.

This suggestion made Xu Qing roll her eyes and almost go to the sky, she was going to perform in the stadium.

But it’s only one round, with six performances in a round. After the performance, they have to change to the big theater, where there are more seats.

In addition to here, there are also performances at the Huguang Guild Hall, both performed at the same time. The one at the Guangde Building is Ye Sitang, and the one at the Huguang Guild Hall is Yang Tutu.

There are two premieres tonight, and one in the afternoon and one in the evening starting tomorrow. There will be a total of six performances in the two venues over the two days, and the plays of the six people will be performed.

Afterwards, they will be divided into three teams to tour the country, going back to big and small cities, but they will go at staggered times, so that they can perform in three cities in the country at the same time.

Touring performances are something that Xingtang is already familiar with.

Of course, the difference from the past is that during the performance, a surrounding display area will be set up and models will be invited to play COS with Chinese elements.

This time, in addition to promoting Peking Opera, we also want to launch Xingchao’s Han element series of clothing.

"Dong Dong Qiang..." The sound of the scene came from the stage, and the performance officially began.

The audience in the audience looked at the stage with great interest. It could be seen that 90% of the people here had never seen the Peking Opera scene at all. Now is the time for freshness, and everyone stretched their heads to look at it.

There is a very tacit understanding.

What's even more tacit is that all the audience members raised their mobile phones in unison after the show started.

Anyway, the notice outside said that taking photos and videos is not prohibited, but don't turn on the flash, don't make noise, and don't hold your phone too high to block the view of the audience behind you. You can live broadcast if you want, but don't talk during the live broadcast.

This kind of prompt looks like a prompt, but it is more like telling everyone to take photos quickly, videotape quickly, and if possible, start a live broadcast.

If Ye Sitang was performing a cross talk, it would be impossible for someone to start a live broadcast. A video recording would be considered a loose end.

The two professions are somewhat different after all.

"It's impressive, hehe, it's really good." The performance continued on the stage, and a girl's voice whispered next to Xu Qing.

Xu Qing turned his head and looked at the girl in front of him with a round head and round face whose last name sounded like round. He couldn't help but smile and said: "How about it, if you are interested, I can also teach you. You have such a bad face.

Play Jia Baoyu."

"Go away, my face is round, but it's not as big as the full moon. I have a baby face, not a big pie face." The girl is Yuan Huhu. On this important day of the premiere, she

Naturally, he would not let it go and flew directly from Nanpei.

"Yes, yes, baby face, baby face." As she spoke, Xu Qing couldn't help but put a hand on Yuan Huhu's head, which became more and more round and cute.

Yuan Huhu slapped Xu Qing's mischievous hand away and said angrily: "Don't touch my head. I've been losing my hair recently. If you touch me again, I'll be bald. You're responsible for that."

"Have you lost your hair? No." As he said that, Xu Qing looked at the top of Yuan Huhu's head. His hair was thick, so there was no way he was going bald.

"Hair loss, I worry about losing a lot of hair every day." Yuan Huhu looked at Xu Qing aggrievedly and said.

Seeing her like this, Xu Qing came to his senses. What the hell was this talking about about her hair? Thinking of this, he stopped talking and looked at the stage pretending not to hear.

"Hey, I'm losing my hair." When Yuan Huhu saw Xu Qing ignoring him, his expression immediately changed from aggrieved to unhappy.

Xu Qing: "·····"

"Brother, I beg you, come back quickly. I really can't stand it anymore. I work overtime until twelve o'clock every day. This is not what a sweatshop does." Seeing the hint, Yuan Huhu pulled him away.

Xu Qing's clothes started to look coquettish.

"Huhu, you are the major shareholder, and I am most at ease with you. You must believe that you have the ability to withstand it, and you must know that no matter what happens..." Xu Qing started to encourage as usual, and gave Yuan Huhu some encouragement by the way.

Pour some chicken soup.

But how could Yuan Huhu let Xu Qing go on like this? He interrupted directly: "Stop being a major shareholder, it won't be a big deal. My butt will be flat on that broken chair in the office. Brother, I called you like this."

Brother Qing, you are really my brother. I am satisfied with my buttocks. If you continue like this, if you don’t think about me, you must also think about my future boyfriend!"

"Cough...cough...cough...cough..." Xu Qing choked when Yuan Huhu said this.

The devil dares to talk about anything just to be lazy. This is it.

Here Yuan Huhu is dragging Xu Qing to complain.

On the second floor of the Huguang Guild Hall, the director of the Peking Opera Theater, three troupe leaders, and some representative actors from the theater sat together, watching Yang Tutu's performance below.

"It's really good. It's much better than the last audition. Lao Xia, you've worked hard." Looking at it, Shi Pan said, although he is not an actor, but after all these years in the Peking Opera Theater, his eyesight is still good.

some.

"Why am I working so hard? This girl has good foundation." Xia Zhimei said with a smile.

"Indeed, but your apprentice seems to be more powerful. Speaking of which, I don't know where Mr. Xu found these talents. They are good at everything. People in other entertainment companies will be jealous to death." Shi Pan said.

He laughed softly.

"Hahahaha." The people next to him also laughed a few times with Shi Pan in a dignified manner.

"Lao Xia, the merchandise that Mr. Xu asked you to sign last time, why hasn't it happened yet?" The leader of the group didn't pay attention to Yang Tutu's performance at all. What Yang Tutu could do, in his mind

There are quite a few, and the level is not bad anyway.

What he is most concerned about now is those signed peripherals. There has really been no news for many days. Seeing that the popularity of the Wanzi Group's performance has reached its peak, the novelty will soon wear off, why hasn't it started yet?

Not only the group leader, but also other people heard this and quickly looked at Xia Zhimei. Among them were the actors who were signed by Xia Zhimei.

Of course, there were also some actors who were originally planning to shout, but after Jiang Fengqin’s words, Xu Qing cut their numbers in half and failed to participate.

It's okay for people who weren't called out in the first place. People who were called out but were manipulated behind the scenes are the most complicated ones.

Why did Xu Qing cut off half of it? Of course, it was to let people experience the feeling of regaining what was lost, so that this kind of gratitude would become bigger. It was also to make a difference. If there is no difference in treatment, how can you control others?

Of course, another reason is that twenty people is still too many. The first group of ten people is easier to promote and let the audience know.

Seeing a bunch of people looking at her, Xia Zhimei pretended to be strange and said: "Aren't there a few stalls outside, and aren't the surrounding items already on sale?"

That's right, both Huguang Guild Hall and Guangde Building have put up peripheral display stands to sell some peripheral products to the visitors.

"That's it?" The head of the regiment frowned when he heard Xia Zhimei's words. In his opinion, setting up a few stalls to sell small peripherals was too casual. Does this conform to Xu Qing's style of doing things?

"Captain Chen, you are making things difficult for me. This thing was made by Xu Qing. I made it clear last time that it was purely for help. I only know how he wants to sell it. Let's just watch the show with peace of mind."

"Okay." Xia Zhimei said to the group leader with a smile.
Chapter completed!