It is impossible to get any constructive opinions or opinions in the cinema.
After the movie started playing, the audience became quiet and all their attention was on the big screen, except for the boy in front who would peek at the girl on the left from time to time.
"Director Qin, the guy in the fifth row is actually looking at his phone, huh!"
"Director Qin, the two people on the front left are holding hands, hum!"
"Director Qin, someone has gone out. Do you think it doesn't look good? Humph!"
"Director Qin, that person is back again. He may be on the phone or going to the toilet."
"Director Qin..."
Wang Bingbing is like a little spy, not paying attention to the movie, but constantly observing the actions of the audience, and then making snitches.
Qin Xiaobao thought it was a bit funny and didn't say anything. He came to see this, but the young lady's reaction was bigger than his own.
Everyone has different aesthetic preferences. What you think looks good may not be the same for others.
The scene he is most afraid of is not that the audience is distracted, but that someone leaves the scene early. This is the most embarrassing thing. Xiaobao also saw the person the young lady mentioned who went out. He stared at it for a long time. After the person came back, he thought
lay down.
As for other small actions, you can just muddle along, not to mention that some people don’t care about the movie, but the purpose is not the movie.
"Ah this..."
"oh..."
"What I just said..."
"I see..."
Occasionally, the audience discovered the foreshadowing, and when the foreshadowing was revealed, they couldn't help but sigh. Qin Xiaobao's mood became very good, especially Wang Bingbing, who was like a cheerleader and would immediately say something nice.
If it were to be replaced by a grown man, Xiaobao would probably just laugh it off, but if it were replaced by a beautiful young lady, it would still be quite useful.
"Director Qin."
"Um?"
"You eat popcorn." Wang Bingbing handed over the small bucket.
"Thank you." Qin Xiaobao grabbed a few.
"Director Qin!" The young lady raised her head and asked, "When was the last time you came to the cinema to watch a movie?"
"It's not publicity, right?" Qin Xiaobao was about to clap when a tissue was handed to him from the left: "Thank you!"
"Yes." Seeing him finish wiping his hands, Wang Bingbing took the paper back and put it in a small bag.
"It's been a long time." Qin Xiaobao recalled carefully: "It seems that there was one for at least two years."
"Wow," Wang Bingbing shouted, realizing that she was a little too excited, and quickly covered her mouth. Some of the audience members in front of her had already turned around in dissatisfaction.
"Sorry? Sorry!" Qin Xiaobao nodded quickly to apologize.
The young lady stuck out her tongue? Like a child who had done something wrong. She thought she would be more honest, but she leaned into her ear again and said, "Isn't there any girl who asked you out?"
The familiar itching feeling came again: "It doesn't seem to be there."
"Why do you use the word "like?" the young lady exclaimed.
Qin Xiaobao moved his shoulders uncomfortably: "Why do you ask this?"
"I'm curious, how come Director Qin, with such great charm, hasn't been to the cinema for more than two years?" The young lady did not give up.
"Eating will be a problem then. How can I even think about watching a movie." Qin Xiaobao kept his voice as low as possible. If the agent saw that the two people's heads were almost close to each other, he would definitely show a lewd smile.
"Then I'm honored? I can accompany you, Director Qin!"
"We are here to work."
"Yes Yes Yes!"
For more than an hour, Wang Bingbing struck up conversations intermittently. To be honest, Qin Xiaobao was not annoying.
Is he a real straight man? A beautiful young lady is accompanying him? Like a normal man, he is about the same.
What’s more? Wang Bingbing’s control is very good, not too much, and it doesn’t make people feel bored or irritated.
In fact, I was still a little confused. I didn't watch the movie, and I even forgot to observe the audience's reaction.
Unknowingly, the movie came to an end, and seven or eight theater staff quietly entered.
"We have to prepare!" Wang Bingbing said.
"Yeah!" Qin Xiaobao nodded.
After waiting for a while, the subtitles came up and the music started. Unfortunately, there was no spontaneous applause from the audience.
The boy in front of me couldn't wait to continue the conversation: "How about this movie?"
Naturally, the person asking the question was the girl next to me.
"Very strange, interesting and unexpected."
"No wonder you came here for the second time. It's understandable."
"That's right!" The boy said happily: "Hey, why aren't the lights on yet?"
Many spectators were already packing their things, and some impatient ones had already reached the door, only to be stopped.
"You won't let me go?"
"Oh, we have a small event next, don't you want to participate?"
"Activity? Not interested, I have to rush..."
"Welcome to watch the movie today," a staff member came to the stage: "I want to tell you a secret."
When the lights came on, the audience at the scene was no longer in a hurry. There seemed to be a lot of fun to watch. The two people who came to the door also found a seat and sat down.
"Let me ask you a question, do you know whose work this movie is?"
"Qin Xiaobao!" There was not much voice.
"That's right, director Qin Xiaobao is invited to come on stage."
"ha?!"
"No."
"real or fake?"
"is that a lie!"
Most of the audience had never experienced such a scene and were looking around.
As the staff on the stage held their hands, two figures stood up in the corner.
The girl in the front row turned back: "Fuck, Qin Xiaobao!"
The sound is very loud.
Qin Xiaobao, who originally wanted to say hello to her, was shocked by the "fuck" sound. Other viewers even took out their mobile phones and clicked, clicked, clicked!
"Big news, I just finished watching the movie and found out that Qin Xiaobao is also there, hahahahaha!"
"It's so lucky to encounter publicity when watching a movie."
"It was my first time to see a celebrity, so I was a little excited."
"Qin Xiaobao looks more handsome in person than on TV."
If you are quick, you have already posted it to your circle of friends.
"Let us applaud Director Qin Xiaobao and Miss Wang Bingbing on stage."
Bang bang bang bang!
At this moment, everyone was excited, applauding and paying attention, watching the two people go on the stage.
"Hello everyone, I am Qin Xiaobao."
"I am Wang Bingbing."
Bang bang bang bang!
The staff just stepped down. They were not professionals. It would be easier for them to do it themselves. Anyway, Wang Bingbing was also present.
After the greetings were finished, the hall suddenly became inexplicably quiet.
"Huh?" Qin Xiaobao raised his head: "You don't seem very happy to see us. Why don't you leave?"
"Hahahaha!" The audience burst into laughter.
"Did you not expect us to come over?" Wang Bingbing was already very familiar with hosting such a small scene.
"Yes!" everyone replied in unison.
"Have you found anything? Raise your hand and let me see." She looked like she was searching.
Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, and they all shook their heads.
Especially the two young ladies who were sitting in front of Qin Xiaobao just now looked annoyed. They occasionally sat less than one meter away from him for more than an hour, but they didn't notice it. They shouldn't have missed a good opportunity.
"It seems that we were quite successful in hiding it." Wang Bingbing smiled.
"Isn't it because the sense of presence is too low and ignored? I don't even wear a mask!" Qin Xiaobao joked.
"Definitely not!" Wang Bingbing nodded heavily: "If you don't believe me, just ask, do you all know Director Qin?"
"know!"
I have to say that Wang Bingbing is quite good at stirring up the atmosphere.
"Director Qin, what is the purpose of our visit today?"
"Just to see what the audience thinks after watching it."
"Oh... I understand," Wang Bingbing looked at the staff beside her: "Here, each of you will get a pen and a notebook, and write... an eight hundred-word review. Come and close the door. I didn't write anything.
You are not allowed to leave at all."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Qin Xiaobao pretended to be dissatisfied: "How can you let the audience write an essay? They have spent money to buy tickets to support it."
"What should we do?" Wang Bingbing sang in harmony.
“How about we let everyone help promote it in WeChat Moments and Weibo?”
"Since the director said so, I can only agree." Wang Bingbing stretched out her hand: "Don't be in a hurry to leave later. Watch at the door and line up. I will check them one by one."
Under the gag, the atmosphere became very lively.
The two of them didn't decide on any plot before they went on stage. They just performed on the road together for a month. After working together for a long time, they already had a tacit understanding and the effect was good.
The next part is simple. The organizer has prepared some small gifts, and they will send them out after exchanging questions and answers.
Finally, a group photo was taken and the event ended.
Maybe someone has said, is it worth spending two hours promoting it to more than a hundred people?
One can't just focus on the revenue-to-output ratio. The box office of a single museum of 5,000 to 6,000 yuan is naturally not worth Qin Xiaobao's personal trip.
But coming here is not only for publicity, but also to express one's personal attitude and to show that one attaches great importance to the audience, that is, to put on a show.
Although Qin Xiaobao feels that he is sincere and really wants to chat and talk with the audience, it is not fundamentally different from other publicity.
(Thank you to Brother Nan for the 10,000-point reward, thank you to the boss, and thank you to Diwu Lei and Mocanika for their rewards)