Becoming an Immortal from the Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 83 Premiere
On the poster, Yang Huaiyu's suave cheeks are as tough as jade carvings, and his eyes are piercing and looking straight ahead.

He is holding a faintly shining magic weapon, wearing a set of infantry armor covered in blood and dust, lined with a navy blue Taoist robe, adding a touch of elegance and elegance to his murderous look.

The most important thing is that this poster uses a realistic style.

If some scholar-bureaucrats saw it and didn't feel any difference, they might think that the painting is clumsy and has no artistic conception at all.

But for ordinary people, this kind of unheard of 'picture' that seems real is simply shocking their three views.

Many people even deliberately collected this issue of newspapers and framed them, appreciating this new genre of painting repeatedly.

In particular, the above characters and backgrounds are almost at the level of every detail, lifelike.

Align the four fonts in the center: Xianzun Chuanren.

Below is a row of small characters:

Starring Yang Huaiyu, supporting roles of XX and XX.

Below is a brief introduction of the actors themselves, most of them are the second-generation children of the powerful class, and Yang Huaiyu's family background can only be regarded as the best among them, but it does not reach the top level.

The most famous one is Di Yong who plays his colleague. This person is Di Qing's direct son. Not only is he from a prominent family background, but he also looks like Pan An.

However, since the Yang family's family joined the Longevity Sect, they naturally gave up the leading role.

Who made him unable to persuade his own father to donate his family property to the Longevity Sect to show his sincerity.

Such a group of people with their own traffic topics came to star in the first drama film of Changshengjiao, which naturally aroused the strong curiosity of the public.

People who haven't watched this episode have to buy it everywhere, wanting to see what the children of the rich and powerful look like.

But before they were troubled for too long, after night fell, a wide water curtain suddenly unfolded outside Suzaku's gate, and what was projected on it was the poster of the fabled play of the descendant of the Immortal Venerable.

And it's in full color!

A one-day countdown has also been added to the above.

In other words, by this time tomorrow, they will be able to witness the true face of this 'fairyland drama' with their own eyes!
The people of Bianliang were all talking about it, discussing the itinerary for tomorrow, they must rush to watch the drama first.

……

In the Yang Mansion, Yang Huaiyu, who had finally finished filming these days, was finally given a one-day holiday by Lu Liang.

He galloped his horse and ran back home, impatiently wanting to have a good sleep on his big red sandalwood carved bed, and eat some delicacies from all over the world to worship his five internal organs temple.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped through the threshold, he bumped into several servants head-on.

The other party didn't see him, so he fell to the ground with an ouch, and quickly got up to apologize after taking a closer look: "I'm sorry, young master, I didn't see you!"

"No problem!" Yang Huaiyu asked curiously, "What are you going to do at this late hour?"

"Isn't this Xianjiao asking the master to install the theater seats and stools? I'll supervise the work when I'm young. After all, this is a drama starring you, young master. Everyone in the family attaches great importance to it. Don't let people underestimate me, Yang." Home."

Yang Huaiyu nodded thoughtfully, bypassed this person and entered the house.

As soon as Mu Guiying saw him, she held Yang Huaiyu's hand with a smile, and said happily, "Huaiyu, you're back!"

"grandmother!"

The grandparents and grandchildren talked about the past for a while, and then they talked about this new drama.

Mu Guiying sighed a little: "I am still old, and I know that this step must be the right one, but I still worry about it for so long.

But it's fine now.

Huaiyu, you don't know, just a few days after I joined Daozi, those Shuren, Shuren, and Anren who looked down on my family all rushed to make friends with the old man!

Do you still remember the family of Liu Xiuzhuan who refused to betroth his daughter to you?His family sent a matchmaker to come to propose marriage again!what to say..."

"When his daughter sees your handsome appearance, she doesn't think about eating and drinking, and she won't marry unless you are the only one, crying and shouting that the two families must marry Qin and Jin!"

Mu Guiying sneered disdainfully: "I think when I asked a matchmaker to propose marriage, the couple in his family looked down on the military officer very much. Now that Huaiyu is promising, I immediately put on two faces. How can I do that?" As he wished?"

Yang Huaiyu was embarrassed, but the appearance of a daughter's family with a sweet smile quietly appeared in her heart.

He did have some affection for that person before, but after hearing that her father dropped the gift from the matchmaker hired by his grandmother, the flame in his heart had already been extinguished.

She never thought that now that the status of the two parties has been reversed, it is her family's turn to humiliate her family.

Yang Huaiyu shook his head and asked, "Grandma, could it be that you also dropped the matchmaker's things?"

Mu Guiying glared at him, then smiled again and said, "I know you're thinking about it, don't you?"

"The old man only said that he would discuss it with your father, and we will discuss it later."

Yang Huaiyu opened his lips slightly, and was about to speak again, but was slightly taken aback.

The previous scenes of being scorned by Liu Xiuzhuan resurfaced in his mind. He thought that when he could avenge his hatred one day, he would come up with eighteen torture methods to vent this hatred in his heart.

Now when that family really came to humiliate him, he felt that it was no longer a big deal.

He doesn't want to waste time on these past things.

Even humiliating his family didn't interest him in the slightest.

"Grandma, please help me refuse."

Yang Huaiyu said calmly, looking up at the full moon through the patio, her pupils were slightly bright.

Seeing this, Mu Guiying knew that her grandson was really relieved.

The reason why she brought this up specifically was to test whether the current Yang Huaiyu was still the angry grandson back then.

Looking at her now, her grandson has been reborn and no longer clings to these superficial gains and losses.

grown up...

Mu Guiying sighed in her heart, but there was a faint smile on her face, and she nodded with a smile: "Okay."

Yang Huaiyu looked at her with a smile, and his thoughts of sleeping late faded away, and when he returned to the room, he took out the Daoist book from his bosom.

'Now I just want to live forever with my master, and to see the magnificent wonders of this vast universe. '

He had a clear understanding, sat cross-legged, opened the first chapter of "Changsheng Shangqing Yangyuan Gong", and recited it silently.

……

The next day.

The soldiers on duty at the Vermilion Bird Gate yawned and pushed the capstan to open the Vermilion Lacquer Gate.

The crowd who had stayed up late and waited for several hours in the doorway became noisy, rushed out of the city gate one by one, and rushed towards the address on the poster in groups.

According to the guidance, bypassing the river, a flat plain is the theater viewing venue.

There are tall trees planted around here, which surround the infield, forming a natural wrapping trend.

It's like a football field.

The trees were planted and the intervals were arranged in advance, and the vacated gap was facing the side of Bianliang City as an entrance.

Everyone paid fifteen large coins at the entrance, received a printed ticket, and entered the venue in an orderly manner under the arrangement of the private soldiers of the Yang family.

According to Zhang Yuqing's vision, the water curtain can accommodate tens of thousands of people to watch movies at the same time when it is expanded to the limit.

Therefore, the upper limit of tickets for each game is [-].

Although the posters and slogans reminded the people that the best time to watch movies is after dinner, but it was just at [-]:[-] a.m., and the number of people who bought tickets broke through the [-] mark.

The [-] soldiers in the Yang Mansion had to act as ticket agents temporarily, responsible for checking tickets and leading the field, so as to avoid causing congestion.

Soon, the spirit stone was activated, and a faint light flickered on the arranged magic circle.

A huge water curtain facing everyone slowly emerged in the air.

Accompanied by the passionate music, the real picture was presented to the people of Bianliang for the first time.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and shouts of surprise came from this crude theater from time to time.

Especially when the demon appeared for the first time, many people were so frightened that they danced and danced, and they stood up from their seats and wanted to run away.

The soldiers of the Yang family were also fascinated, and panicked for a while.

Fortunately, this episode only disturbed a little order in the arena. Soon, when the people who were thinking about the follow-up of the plot found that the monster would not rush out of the fairy mirror to take people's lives, they sat back in their seats with trepidation .

Continue to watch the movie in shock and fear.

More than half an hour passed in a flash. When Steven hugged the woman and cried on the screen, many rough men in the venue also shed tears at the same time.

The women and children burst into tears as early as halfway through the film, biting their handkerchiefs to cheer for Steven.

When the word "end of the play" gradually emerged, everyone came back to their senses, and the ticket agents began to urge the audience to leave the venue in an orderly manner.

Thousands of people have already piled up outside waiting to watch the movie, hurry up and make room for them!
Many people reluctantly occupied their seats and refused to get up, or loudly reprimanded or softly begged or slapped and rolled: "I will pay another fifteen coins! No, thirty coins! Yiguan! I will pay Yiguan! Let me see again." Let's have a game!"

"Don't, don't chase people away! I beg you!!"

The soldiers of the Yang family strictly enforced the law, and they refused to listen to several verbal warnings, so they just set up people and pushed them out.

Many girls who were so weak from crying were left with the help of their father and brother, and they were still immersed in this kind of emotion that directly impacted people's hearts and minds.

What I will never forget in my heart for a long time is the image of Steven's awe-inspiring self-sacrifice and his joy after reuniting with his lover.

As one of human nature, love possesses wonderful magic power, which directly hits the weak hearts of these wealthy official ladies.

In the past, they were exposed to the most daring love story, perhaps the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl.

Those with a more eccentric personality may have read the first edition of "The Romance of the West Chamber".

But this kind of love story that directly sets off a positive image is as hearty as a sharp arrow directly hitting the heart.

After clearing the field, the gates opened again.

Another round of ticket checking, and a new round of spectators entering the arena.

Every round of spectators is stuck with the upper limit of [-] people, and the tens of thousands of originally printed tickets have already been used up.

Later, the person in charge of the scene thought of a way.

After checking the ticket, the person who checks the ticket will take back the ticket and reuse it.

This enables latecomers to continue to watch movies in the form of ticket admission, otherwise it will have to become the old method of paying with one hand and entering with the other.

With such a huge audience base, this stupid method will undoubtedly greatly delay the speed of admission.

By noon, the number of people who had watched this novel drama had exceeded the [-] mark.

Considering the total number of middle classes in Bianliang City, it stands to reason that the number of moviegoers in the future should be reduced.

However, the reality is that the people queuing up outside the Yang family's military training ground have already lined up outside the city gate, and more people came from all directions, just to watch the new play.

This is because the first batch of viewers have already returned home at this time, emphasizing the plot of the movie and the experience of watching the movie in private discussions with the neighbors.

These earliest film critics all gave the play the highest rating.

Not to mention this novel form that looks like fairy art, but in terms of plot, "The Legend of the Immortal" is far superior to any Liyuan drama they have seen.

Easy to understand and emotionally progressive, this kind of direct stimulation is undoubtedly the best way to enrich the boring life of these spirit-deficient petty citizens.

One pass ten, ten pass one hundred.

Through word of mouth, more and more people can no longer restrain their inner curiosity.

Even some poor people, as long as they can afford the movie viewing fee of [-] yuan, choose to go to the movie theater to experience it.

And some people who have watched it once choose to queue up again, and watch this drama for the second time or even the third time.

……

The afterglow of the setting sun disappeared on the other side of the horizon, and night fell.

In the palace, Zhao Zhen was dressed neatly, and Empress Cao led Zhao Huirou to follow him.

The golden luxury frame has already been prepared, and the palace people bowed and waited beside them.

As an official, he had already received an invitation from Yang Fu, inviting him to attend the premiere of the new play.

Zhao Zhen was extremely interested in anything related to the Longevity Sect, and immediately agreed to it.

And all the officials who knew the official movement naturally contacted Yang Wenguang directly through various channels and means, and asked to reserve a private seat.

Yang Wenguang was stunned for a while, and then squeezed out a sentence through his teeth: "Elegant seats? There are no elegant seats."

The face of the official on the opposite side suddenly froze, and he squeezed out a smile and said, "How could it be? Brother Zhong Rong was joking."

Yang Wenguang looked at him with a strange expression: "That place used to be an army training ground, but it was temporarily changed into a pear... theater, Brother Ming Mian, don't make fun of me."

"Then save me a seat."

"Okay, I will send the tickets to Brother Mingmian's house later."

On the street, the imperial army was dispatched, and guards were strictly guarded along the ten steps of the route out of the city.

Prevent thieves from assassinating the king.

Carriages of officials and dignitaries poured out of every street, rushing to the theater.

Privilege is everywhere, even in this hastily converted theater.

Yang Wenguang respectfully led the way for Zhao Zhen, and led the official family up to Mingyue Tower.

This building is built in the forest, and the second floor is empty as a whole. Sitting on the second floor can overlook the entire open space of the training ground, which is the best place to watch movies.

Zhao Zhen's family of three sat on resplendent chairs, quietly listening to the whispers of the courtiers below who had never seen the market.

"Where's the stage?"

"Will the boy from the Yang family come out later?"

"I didn't hear that the generals of the Yang family can still sing operas? Why did the Immortal Sect find the Yang family to sing operas? Why didn't they invite official prostitutes from the palace?"

There were also those officials who had participated in the Longevity Sect ceremonies and had seen the mysteries of the Immortal Mirror whispered softly: "There is no need for the children of the Yang family to perform on stage, it all depends on the beauty of the Immortal Mirror!"

(End of this chapter)