The movie is still showing.
Joshua took advantage of this time to find Sir Bai Jinghua outside the screening hall and thoroughly inquire about the operation of this theater.
"Is this the ticket?"
Joshua held a silver-white coin in his hand. The obverse of the coin was imprinted with dark gold lines, and the reverse was a number 38.
This coin is not Nolan's currency, but a coin similar to an arcade hall.
"Yes, sir, you are holding a ticket for the ordinary seat, as well as tickets for a higher-level special seat and VIP seat."
Sir Bai Jinghua showed Joshua two pale gold coins. The difference between the two silver coins was the color of the lines on them.
In an age when printers didn’t exist, using such tokens as tickets would undoubtedly be more convenient than handwritten paper tickets.
"Tickets for ordinary seats are generally priced at one silver coin, while special seats are generally priced at one gold coin. VIP seats are generally prepared for the audience I personally invite."
The price of tickets for Sir Bai Jinghua can be regarded as a conscience, at least in Nolan, a small country with developed economy, the common people can fully afford the price of ordinary seats.
"What about publicity? Handwritten flyers?"
The flyer from the Nolan National Theatre that Joshua got during the day was entirely handwritten.
"In the past, we didn't need publicity at all, and the name Bai Jinghua was the best publicity... But recently... "
Sir Bai Jinghua hadn't been immersed in the glory of the past for a long time, and he returned to the cold and cruel reality in an instant.
It turns out that this theater has survived by word of mouth so far? There is a saying in China that the fragrance of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, but if there are people from another tavern at the entrance of your alley every day to solicit customers, no matter how fragrant your wine is, the customers will all run away.
This is the situation that Sir Bai Jinghua is facing now, no... It's even worse. Not only were all his guests pulled away, but even his "wine jar" was moved away by the Nolan National Theatre.
Now, all that remains of Sir Whitehorn is a theatre.
"Propaganda work is a must."
Word of mouth is important, but if you live by word of mouth alone, you don't even know how to die.
"Of course my lord... I'll hire someone to write the flyers right away."
"The form of the flyer is too slow, and I don't think the National Theatre will get you out there."
Qiao Xiu contacted the recent experience of the White Jinghua Theater, and it can be seen that the Nolan National Theater made a ruthless decision to erase the White Jinghua from the city of Nolan, and then dominate the Nolan family.
There is nothing more profitable than a monopoly!
If Sir White Thorns were to send people out to distribute flyers, they would definitely encounter layers of resistance, so whether the flyers could be distributed was still a big question.
"Then... my lord, what method should we use to promote it."
Sir Bai Jinghua wiped the sweat from his forehead, Joshua had already seen that he was at an absolute disadvantage in the competition with Nolan National Theatre, and the flyer was the only way of publicity that Sir Bai Jinghua could think of.
"Go directly to the poster."
Qiao Xiu can take advantage of the infinite expansion of the original spar's projection. The White Jinghua Theater is a grand building. A huge white wall is hung on the side of the entrance of the theater. A classic moment is projected on it, and then the name of the play and the list of performers are attached. The publicity of this thing is more effective than any flyer.
Oversized posters like this can be seen everywhere in cities on Earth.
"Sea... seals?"
It seems that Sir Whitebud doesn't yet understand the meaning of the word Joshua.
"You don't need a flyer. Although I don't know what material you made of the background wall in the theater's performance hall, I also need a large enough one that can be erected and placed on the side of your theater entrance."
"I will prepare, it may take two or three days."
After Sir Bai Jinghua finished speaking, he glanced at Joshua, and then asked cautiously.
"Do you have any other orders?"
"No, go back and continue watching. I think you haven't missed too many wonderful scenes."
"Good lord."
With permission, Sir Bai Jinghua hurried back to the performance hall.
Joshua was actually thinking about buying some desserts such as popcorn and cola 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 to sell movie merchandise to make money. when.
Now what Joshua has to do is to spread the popularity of this movie first.
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Hurland sat in his seat for a long time, not knowing what to say.
She was indeed moved to tears by the plot in "Beauty and the Devil", but apart from being moved, what Hurland was left with was only contemplation.
Hurland's mind is not as simple as Ciri's. In addition to the outstanding storyline of the movie "Beauty and the Devil", Hurland's more terrifying is the feeling that the "movie" itself brings to Hurland.
That is to let her see a "new world", which is impossible for any stage play in the past, and the world of Helland is very yearning.
Hurland hopes to participate in the world of "Beauty and the Devil" in some way, to help Belle meet the demon earlier, or to help the demon drive out those ignorant villagers in the end, and so on.
She does have this urge.
Hurland looked at the window of the "ping pong" game floating in her field of vision, and she thought of the elf that Joshua had previously drawn with her magic machine.
"Sylvanas Windrunner", which elf Helan believes has more than just her name, there must be an unknown story behind her, perhaps something like "Beauty and the Devil" Unforgettable story.
Joshua is indeed going 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, Hurland has an expectation, and she doesn't know where this sense of expectation comes from. She has read a lot of travel notes in the college library, and she has also lamented what happened to the protagonist in the travel notes.
But she has never been so eager to participate in a story in person.
"Sister, do you believe that demons really like humans?"
Ciri's sudden question interrupted Helland's thinking. The movie was showing which demon and Belle were dancing in the hall of the castle.
A very romantic picture, coupled with music, is enough to make any audience have the urge to "go to a relationship now".
Hurland was also affected by this, and Ciri was no exception.
"Why do you ask this all of a sudden?"
"No... nothing, maybe I'm thinking too much."
Ciri touched the "collar" on her neck. Now only she and Hurland are alone. It's the best time to tell Hirlan about her real relationship with Joshua and ask Hirlan for help, but Ciri. He hesitated for a while and finally chose to hide it.
Because if she told Hurland, she would lose the only connection she had with Joshua.