Led by a squire, Qiao Xiu walked through a corridor lined with oil paintings on both sides.
The themes of the oil paintings are all depicting war scenes, swords are intertwined, blood is dripping, bones and corpses are the most common decorations in oil paintings.
The paintings made Joshua feel like he was in some war memorial, not a theater where the performance was being performed.
This corridor was not long and soon came to an end. The attendant stopped at the door and turned sideways to make a gesture of invitation.
If there is the theater manager's office behind this door, and if anyone comes to visit, he should knock on the door first as a servant to remind him, but this servant did not.
Because of the noise coming from the room, even if he knocked on the door, people in the room probably wouldn't hear it.
"I won't sell you the theater no matter how high you ask me!! You despicable businessmen! Get the hell out of me!"
"Sir Bai Jinghua, your repertoires are outdated, and no troupe is willing to perform here with you, so why not make some money and retire?!"
"Classic will never go out of style! Even if there is one last audience, this theater will continue to open. If you don't leave, I will use coercive means!"
The roar from the door made the look on the attendant's face a little ugly. It didn't take long for two men in black clothes to come out of the room. They just glanced at Josh and Hurland behind Josh. After meeting Ciri, he angrily chose to leave.
Qiao Xiu also formally organized his clothes at this time, because he was going to have a business meeting next, and the negotiator seemed to be in a bad mood.
"Please wait for me here." Joshua opened the door and walked in after leaving these words to Ciri and Helland behind him.
"Malorne, I didn't say don't care... wait... who are you?"
There was only one person in the room. He was sitting behind a wooden desk in the center. He was slightly fat, and he was wearing heavy... costumes. The most striking thing was that he had blush on the sides of his cheeks, and his lips seemed to have a certain The color has a ruddy tint.
It seems that this fat man who seems to be a bit of a sissy is the owner of this theater, Sir Bai Jinghua.
"A collaborator who can save your theater."
After thinking about it, Qiao Xiu chose to define his identity as a collaborator. After all, Qiao Xiu didn't have any theater company. Qiao Xiu only had a theater crew, a behind-the-scenes crew composed of demons and undead.
"Collaborator? Did you hear what I said just now? Don't you businessmen try to take an inch of this theater from me!"
His emotions still seemed a little excited, and he seemed very impatient. He rang the bell on the table, and two tall… spellcasters walked out of another door of his office in an instant.
The wrathful Ser Whitebranch was ready to chase.
This is completely overwhelmed by anger and lost his mind. It is impossible for Joshua to calm him down and negotiate, so Joshua can only take out the badge given by the skeleton.
The badge with an unknown pattern engraved on it was held by Joshua. Sir Bai Jinghua's eyesight was very good. He quickly saw the badge on Joshua's hand. His performance was the same as the attendant just now, angry His expression froze instantly, replaced by a panicked mood, but he quickly calmed down.
The two spellcasters who had just been called in by Sir White Thorns were about to throw Joshua out, but they were instantly stopped by him.
"What are you doing! He's a guest! Get someone to make a pot of black tea!"
"… "
The skeleton's face is really not ordinary.
Joshua watched the two spellcasters hurried to another room. Instead, a female attendant hurriedly walked out with a dining cart filled with teapots and cups.
And Qiao Xiu was also very rude and sat directly in front of Sir Bai Jinghua's table.
The Lord of the Skeleton gave Joshua not only his face, but also the life of Sir White Thorns. When Joshua approached the slightly chubby Sir, he found that the mark on Joshua's left hand reacted.
He has the magic power left over from the Skeleton Lord... but Sir Whitebud doesn't look like an undead creature.
"You... which adult sent you?"
When the female attendant who made the tea handed Joshua a cup of black tea and left the office, Sir Bai Jinghua asked in a panicked tone.
"No, I'm his friend."
Although Qiao Xiu calls Lord Skeleton Lord Jazz, and Lord Skeleton calls Qiao Xiu His Highness, the status of Qiao Xiu and Lord Skeleton are equal. After Lord Skeleton became a fan of the movie "Beauty and the Devil", Qiao Xiu The relationship with the Lich Lord became more of a friend.
"Friend... friend..."
He seemed to realize how terrible Qiao Xiu's identity was. He stood up and wanted to salute Qiao Xiu, but was stopped by Qiao Xiu.
"I said that this time I came as a collaborator, and Sir Whitebud doesn't need to be too restrained."
"Collaborator, my lord... Please hold your hand high, this theater was once brilliant in Nolan, and you must have heard of the two plays "The Girl of Sin Ogle" and "The Great Revolution", both of which were written by me It was written and performed in this theater."
He said to Joshua in a pleading tone, as if he really regarded Joshua as a businessman who came to buy his theater.
"Sir Whitebud, you're talking about 'once' a time of glory, right?"
Joshua specially emphasized the pronunciation of the word Zeng. At the same time, Joshua glanced at a painting hanging on the wall behind Sir Bai Jinghua. It was an oil painting of a girl in armor holding a flag. The overall composition was a bit like France. "Freedom Leading the People" by the painter Eugene.
"It's the same now," Ser Whitebranch tried to defend.
"Same now? Empty halls are the greatest moments of this theatre? Is it that I understand the word brilliant differently than you do jazz?"
Before this flawed defense, Qiao Xiu had countless ways to make him speechless.
"Relax, Sir, I'm not here to buy your theater, I'm here to save your theater."
Joshua watched the Sir's neck turn red, and his pale cheeks were full of blood because of this. He was afraid that he would be nervous and suddenly suffer from a heart attack or other disease and then die suddenly, so he directly confessed his purpose.
"Rescue?" Sir Bai Jinghua stopped to defend and waited for Joshua's next words.
"Yes, I have a show that will bring your theatre back to its glory days, and beyond."
Qiao Xiu has absolute confidence in "Beauty and the Devil". A movie that can move people is definitely a good movie. This movie can make the skeleton lose a few drops of soul fire. Qiao Xiu does not believe that these human beings with developed lacrimal glands will not be infected. .
"Show? Sorry sir... I didn't know you were the manager of the troupe, so what's the name of your troupe?"
Joshua's answer made Sir Bai Jinghua very happy. He originally had two troupes, but all of them were poached by the damn Nolan National Theatre, so he has been preparing to reconvene to build one, but if Joshua is one As the manager of the troupe, Sir Bai Jinghua wouldn't mind letting Qiao Xiu's troupe try it out.
"I'm not the manager of the troupe, and I don't have a troupe." Joshua shook his head and said that he was not in this line of work.
"Then..." Ser Whitebud was confused.
"My gig is here."
Joshua tapped his own suitcase with his fingers and said.
"Enough to kick off an era...a show."