"Go aside! Let the Royal Mail carriage pass first!"
On the afternoon of the 13th, the hoarse roar of the coachman was submerged in the hustle and bustle of the streets of San Pelto.
In the gilded carriage dragged by four purebred Norman horses, the Janus Postal Tycoon Duke Hollis White is studying the special issue of "Southern Music" with a silver-handled magnifying glass.
"Damn it, why are you so confused? Well, this journal is not talking about the South China today?"
Its front page is printed with "The Turbulent Point of Music History: "Tristan and Isolde" may change the artistic form of opera!"
After another look, the most eye-catching position of the advertising column was occupied by Hoffman phonograph: "The pre-sale of vinyl records on the premiere has been opened, and the first 999 pictures in the world are specially limited editions."
As for the advertising bars in the gap, they are filled with title sponsorship statements from second- and third-tier perfume merchants, flower merchants and wineries.
In fact, the old duke knew the trick at first glance: they are not sponsors of Turner Art Cinema at all!
The old naming partners they discussed with Carlorn Van Ning were at least one or two layers of supply chain relationships between them!
Want to become a direct naming agent for Turner Art Cinemas now? How can there be that simple thing!
There are many large companies in these "middlemen" who are crazy about taking advantage of the popularity.
The traces left in the cracks in the advertising bar are just a microcosm. In fact, there are far more light and dark battlefields that compete with each other than the public sees.
"Aquileia Winery bought out the wine naming rights for the second act 'Night Duo' in advance?"
Under the glass window of the "Belle Cafe" at the intersection of the Saints' Remnants Memorial Square, three music publishers are wearing monocles to examine business news newspapers.
A publisher with walrus beard shook the cigar ash on the score: "Now the only ones released are obviously only the piano score of "Prelude"! Why do they even know the name of the second act aria! Where did they come from
The insider channel. Hell, this is just a small winery, and he actually got the opportunity to take the lead!?"
"What?" exclaimed another person, "Piodo Winery announced an hour ago that it directly acquired 51% of the shares of Aquileia Winery, and increased the sponsorship by 300%, and won the core segment of the third act.
Right to name?"
The sound of paper turning sounded: "They named a top-notch red wine that will be opened at the end of November 'Death of Love'! Their New Year batch pre-sale limit is cleared within 4 hours!? Hell, this again
What kind of singing is it? Why do I only know "Prelude" at the moment!?."
"5 seconds, 3 seconds, or 2 seconds!"
The Resident Concert Hall of the No-Fall Fire Festival Orchestra, in the empty underground rehearsal room, the multinational sales representative of Andel Violin Butler Company is stuffing the photographer's pockets with the 900-year honor commemorative gold coins for the new calendar with the portrait of King Louis.
, "2 seconds! Just let the musicians apply our rosin close-ups appear in the documentary "Hoffman Gramophone""
Before he finished speaking, the ground suddenly heard the crackling and out of control of the pickup electrode microphone.
"This is blasphemy!"
Under the bronze statue of the Romantic veteran composer Lorphin, the editor-in-chief of "Voice of Janus" waved the headlines of his own publication that day:
"Replacing opera to "music opera" is a rebellious thing. Now he is still preparing to move the Nicholas resonance coil to the mechanical stage of classical drama to simulate the "death of love" electric light?"
The special music critic from "Separation" took a step forward from the crowds of people and showed the data with a sneer:
"This lighting design technical support program contributed by the Association of Emerging Electrical Engineers ultimately won 37% of the vote and won 10 percentage points in the second place! What do you guess the veteran music fans in theaters love to watch the most?
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The current situation is that although the box office data has completely become an autistic cycle of "breaking your own records", the attendance rate of live or broadcast sub-venues is also obviously foreseeable 100%, these reactions from music fans have been criticized.
There are also many people who are "absurd" -
For example, the reporter of the Southern Music News present still held up the front page of his own terrifying title:
"Four-hour musical will become auditory torture"
Because the performance duration on the official leaflet is 8:00 pm to 12:00 pm, and there is no intermission break!
There are also many ticket offices with slogans painted on the exterior walls: "The electrified opera stage is the guillotine of art!"
The real war took place in the editorial department of the Wallstein Herald, the editor-in-chief struggled to break out of the hospital and tore the first draft of the entertainment written by his deputy: "Replace the title of 'The Greatest Musical in History'
Become a 'dirty marriage between capital and art'! Didn't you see the full page of the advertisement being wrapped up by fruit companies and car tycoons?"
While people from all walks of life are fighting inside and outside in San Pelto, real pilgrims or finders are "hard" traveling through the last three kilometers of mountain road.
The town of Faronconia is located in the north of San Pelto, the free town of Faronconia, and the theater is located. It is hidden in the hilly areas south of the Faronconia Mountains with dense vegetation and flowers. The town is neatly arranged and unique walnut wall panels and gold-colored brown tungsten
Leaf decorates the house, which always makes the tourists visiting here pleasing to the eye.
Of course, such a poetic, quiet, elegant, and even a little "far from the storm of the main urban area", well, today I couldn't spare the long queue of the convoy!
The sunset dyed the outline of the theater blood amber, and the winding ten miles of carriages and car lights were lit up at the foot of the mountain.
"Beep beep beep!!" "Ding ding--"
The gentlemen sitting in the car seemed to sit firmly in the face of the endless car whistle and carriage bells, closing their eyes to rest, but in fact, they opened their eyes and took out their pocket watches every five minutes on average.
Logically speaking, this shouldn't be.
Although the "Free Town of Faronconia" is far from the main urban area, as one of the famous tourist attractions in San Pelto, its transportation conditions are among the best in the town level.
There is no doubt that the only "culprit" that caused the trashing paralysis scene in front of us is the only jubilant drama hidden by the white walls in the high place in front of us. Oh no, Bayreuth Festival Theater!
"I finally know why, the hospital's posters and leaflets had these strange 'warm reminders' written on it." The elderly gentleman with reading glasses took out the folding page in his briefcase again.
"Warm reminder: A summary of arrival routes. Please be sure to travel early on line 1, 2."
"At least we did take its advice in the end, didn't we?"
The gentleman with elegant temperament pulled the half-open curtains a little smaller.
"The temperature in late autumn dropped sharply as soon as it was dark. Huh, it was almost seven o'clock, but you know we were in the car for four hours! It shouldn't be late, I see there are still a few long bends ahead.
road"
"We did adopt it." Another person next to him sighed and reached out to his abdomen, "But go to the next one. I swear, I lost the loss of not listening to it!"
"Warm reminder: Try to bring enough food as much as possible."
Several people glanced at the various parts of the carriage, except for briefcases, top hats, walking sticks and other objects, it was empty.
The town's bakery closed three days ago, and all ovens and cooks were requisitioned for a fee to bake energy snacks for musicians and actors to deal with long rehearsals and performance tasks.
The sound of leather shoes falling to the ground sounded, and some people still jumped out of the carriage unwillingly, walked about ten more steps, or walked to another view at the corner.
But the last thing I saw was a humorous notice posted by a pharmacy:
"The last two bottles of sniffing salt are left for the brass players who faint. Ladies please use the "mysterious anti-syncope fan" provided by sponsor Gugova Group."
"How did Fanning get the operating momentum of Tristan and Isolde to this extent?"
In the second floor courtyard of a small town hotel, Marquis McAdam's figure flashed and disappeared, looking down at the hungry group of passers-by.
His face was mixed.
From the perspective of a pure raise investor, there should be nothing to worry about in this momentum. Instead, I should complain that Fanning had a little "laying" before.
but
"The seven-day celebration has not yet begun. The atmosphere is so frenzy that it is so popular that it is even more fanatical than the end of previous sessions. How much can the seven-day celebration be raised to the final level?"
"Is it the 'turning point not yet reached', or is it the turning point now?"
Some kind of divine enlightenment from "火", coupled with the disturbance and refraction of some abnormal secret history, made McAdam's eyebrows unable to think.
Finally, his figure flashed a few times and finally disappeared from the attic of this tavern.
The next moment, it appeared on the mountain road in the town without any suddenness.
Just like everyone else who chose to abandon their car and walk the last section of the road, headed towards the Bayreuth Festival Theater in the direction of the hills.