Wu Guang had seen countless people in his life, but he could see that Yan Yang's pure eyes did not have any lewdness…Xie's thoughts were relieved and he pulled his daughter to kneel down in front of Yan Yang.
"I, Wu Guang, have no way to repay Young Master's great kindness. If I have a next life, I will definitely repay Young Master's kindness like an ox.”Wu Guang's face was covered in tears. Only at this moment did he know that the other party was really here to help him tide over the difficulties. The funny thing was that he had been constantly doubting before. He was really ashamed.
Seeing Wu Guang pulling his daughter to kowtow to him, Yan Yang also understood how important it was to suddenly grab onto a straw in a desperate situation. He sighed and waved his hand. The two of them felt a gentle force suddenly surge out from their knees and were forcefully pushed up. Wu Guang was shocked. He never thought that the youth in front of him was actually a powerful xiuzhe at such a young age.
Seeing that the two of them had finally stopped crying, Yan Yang shook his head,"Since I've already confirmed the cooperation, there are some things that need to be discussed. There are still shops outside.”
Wu Guang was now sure that he was not dreaming. There was really a pie in the sky, and it was an unimaginably big pie.
"Xiao Yi, you can leave first. I, I have something to discuss with Flame Young Master.”Wu Guang's face was full of excitement as he pushed Xiaoyi out.
Before Xiao Yi left, she bit her lip and glanced at Yan Yang. Yan Yang turned his gaze over and her face immediately turned red. She hurriedly left without turning her head.
Sweat…
Yan Yang couldn't help but rub his nose,"Shopkeeper Wu, please take a seat. Before this movie is released, there are still some things that need to be prepared. First of all, we need a large number of image stones to be used for the trailer.”
Yan Yang nodded at Corpse Chief, who quickly took out another image stone and inserted it into the image slot. A shortened trailer of A Chinese Ghost Story began to play.
Sometimes, the tempo was fast, making one's heart surge. Sometimes, it was slow and emotional, making one's heart sink. The director, screenwriter, actors, music, and other subtitles kept appearing. He had already watched the complete version of " A Chinese Ghost Story," and this short trailer of a few minutes made him very curious.
As soon as the trailer finished playing, Corpse Chief ran anxiously behind the curtain again, as if he was afraid that someone else would snatch it away.
"No problem, right?" Yan Yang asked.
"No, no problem. Young Master, don't worry. Give me three days and I'll make sure to broadcast the trailer to the streets and alleys of Lin Immortal City. Give me a month and no one in the ten ancient cities within a radius of 10,000 miles will not know about A Chinese Ghost Story.”Wu Guang's face was flushed red as he confidently patted his chest and promised.
"I believe that you have the ability to do so. Isn't the Luo Shen Auction going to be held in two months? At that time, we might need to borrow their influence. Let's set our screening date on that day. I'll change the date of the trailer so that it'll be easier for you to copy.”As soon as Yan Yang finished speaking, Wu Guang knelt down again with tears streaming down his face.
He believed in the huge influence that this movie would bring after it was released. However, Young Master had set the date to be the same as the Luo God Auction and had openly challenged the other party. Young Master was helping him vent his anger. What did he do to deserve Young Master to pay such a huge price? One had to know that the Luo God Auction had the support of a mighty city lord.
In fact, he was overthinking things. Yan Yang was purely trying to borrow the Goddess Luo Association's power. As for the powerful figure behind him, he might be afraid, but he wasn't. In his memories, he knew that his father had always sent people to protect him. The four Heaven Rank Void Gods, Chi Mei Wang Liang, could instantly kill a human mighty figure. Although he had never seen them before, it didn't stop him from feeling it.
"Get up. If you kneel often, you will lose your backbone. Once you lose it, you will be destroyed.”Wu Guang was once again forcefully lifted up by Yan Yang. His mouth kept muttering words of gratitude. This made Yan Yang very suspicious. Did he turn into a lunatic?
Yan Yang actually had another preparation, which was to make flyers. There was no color printing in this world, but there were spirit painters who made a living by doing this. It should be known that in the human sects, there were a large number of spirit painters. Their main task was to draw all kinds of spiritual herbs and strange beasts for the disciples to learn and understand. Because they were drawn with a special and natural spiritual energy, the similarity was 100%.
Think about it, if the effect of the drawing was only a few strokes, if the disciples who went out to train encountered a good medicine but classified it as an ordinary medicinal herb, wouldn't it be a huge loss? The world was huge, and there were hundreds of medicinal herbs that were similar. A slight mistake could lead to a thousand miles of error. They didn't dare to be careless at all, especially after thousands of years of continuous development. It was almost the same as the original. Many spirit painters could even draw almost the same thing with just a glance.
After hearing Yan Yang's words, although Wu Guang didn't know what this flyer was, he still knew about the Spirit Painter.
"Young master, I, I am a spirit painter.”Wu Guang said, a little embarrassed. The competitive pressure of a spirit painter was too great, so he threw himself into business twenty years ago and gradually opened his own auction house. Although it was a business, he did not fall behind in the chemical industry. When he was free, he would draw. Not only that, his daughter Xiaoyi was also a natural-born spirit painter. Compared to his decades of painting skills, she was not inferior at all.
Yan Yang was stunned for a moment, but he quickly became overjoyed,"Come on, draw the four people you saw just now for me to see.”
"Then, then I'll embarrass myself." Wu Guang quickly ran out and came back in a while. He took a few pieces of high-quality Xuan paper. These were all stored in the warehouse and had not been sold. There were hundreds of thousands of them. He often used them to practice his writing skills. If his business could not continue, he was prepared to burn them to prevent them from falling into the hands of others.
As time passed, Nie Xiaoqian's appearance was soon revealed. It was as if she had been printed out by a computer, which made Yan Yang click his tongue in wonder.
Following the appearance of the four main characters, Yan Yang's 'good' word caused Wu Guang's face to turn red.
"Give me a piece of paper." Yan Yang picked up the piece of paper. After a moment of silence, he slowly wrote the words 'A Chinese Ghost Story' on the paper in a different form. The words were imitated from the movie version of 'Three Lives Three Lives Ten Miles Peach Blossom' and were elegant yet filled with a sense of poetry. It was filled with the heavenly wind, making people think of a poignant and beautiful story at first glance.
The words that stood out made Wu Guang's eyes light up. He had never seen words that could be written like this. For thousands of years, no matter which race it was, they were all written with strokes and lines. However, these words clearly did not follow common sense, but they were very shocking. Wu Guang was increasingly unable to understand the mysterious young master in front of him.
Yan Yang looked at the four words with satisfaction. Just the name alone was enough to pique everyone's curiosity.
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