It is indeed the dominant one. Wen Ji felt this keenly, or he had noticed it since "The Rebellion", otherwise he would not have given up his face as soon as possible and wanted to make peace with Bai Chun.

In popular theaters, it looks normal and nothing to note.

But whether it was the busy poster of several theater staff changing the "Sword Trace" or the cinemas came out of the cinema and chatting enthusiastically, too much information was revealed in the eyes of Wen Ji, an old filmmaker.

Especially on the side, where the long queues are long.

Since the popularity of online ticket sales, it has been rare to queue up, even if it is a "send small gifts".

Many movies sometimes "watch movies and give small gifts" for the box office when they are released. Most of the time, they give postcards to Heat stars, especially traffic movies. Sometimes, even though they know that they are bad movies, fans will buy them for their idol's postcards.

Wen Ji has also done this kind of thing. Inviting big stars to participate is not just to value the other party’s box office appeal? In the past, I also liked to watch gifts in the cinema silently to judge the movie fans’ acceptance of movies.

But this time, the bystander was in a bad mood.

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious. Let's say again, please get the key ring with a valid movie ticket and ID card. You have to get it yourself. Thank you everyone..."

The girl who gave gifts was very busy and didn't even check her ID card too seriously. There were too many people, just like her.

Such a long queue is the most uncomfortable. Usually, even some celebrity fans often wait impatiently when they see such a long queue and leave.

But this time, Wen Ji looked at it for a while but couldn't see anyone leaving.

In front of the team, a college student who had just received the gift had not returned his ID card to his gay friend. Three of the four key rings in his hand were snatched away. His fingers were buckled into the ring, looking at the "little halberd" hanging in the air, and he looked at the way he walked, and his hands were gestured with the postures of Bai Chun and his halberds in "Sword Track". Every cell in his body seemed to be beating eagerly.

This time the gift was reduced in proportion. The halberd used by Bai Chun in "Sword Trail" is not a valuable item, but it is done very carefully. You can even carefully hang the body and head of the halberd with your hands. Just like Bai Chun in the movie, when fighting in close combat, holding the head of the halberd in hand to fight.

Martial arts is a romance for men. Whether it is a young man who likes pop culture, or a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties, whether he agrees with the script of "Sword Track" and the character of "Yan Heng", it is obvious that they like and yearn for martial arts very much.

When I saw a martial arts movie I like very much, I could get the "weapon" I had just longed for. I was happy to think about it, but how could I choose to leave because of the queue for a few minutes?

As for the female moviegoers, they don’t have so much thought. Just looking at Bai Chun’s eyes from time to time, you know that they are thinking about it. Being handsome is indeed a bonus, especially Bai Chun is so handsome. It would be even better if the gift is Bai Chun’s postcard...

"Uh, let alone, Wangji's little gift is really fun. Uncle Fourth, I'll take a while and I'll get the little gift. Anyway, it's a free gift..." Liu Zheng endured it for a long time, but he couldn't help but speak.

As an old martial arts reporter, compared to the "good-looking" mentality of ordinary filmmakers, he was even more amazed by Bai Chun's martial arts movements in the movie. After filming for so many years, he has never seen any exciting martial arts. Not to mention the desire to make two or three, Liu Zhengqiang wanted to immediately order a collection of "Bai Wangji 1:1 "Sword Track" ellipse" online.

"Oh, okay, you go. Wait..." Wen Ji suddenly spoke, hesitated for a while, and finally said, "I will take my ID card and get one for me."

"Oh, OK..."

With a strange look, Liu Zhengqiang looked at Wen Ji, and said nothing. Seeing that there were not many gifts at the counter, he quickly ran to queue up.

Wen Ji was so upset in his heart that he felt very uncomfortable.

I wanted the key ring, not because I like it. In fact, under Wen Ji's hostile mood, after watching the entire movie of "Sword Trail", Wen Ji could complain to almost every shot, and wished that "Sword Trail" would be waiting for Bai Chun to die.

but……

"With this key ring, I can also bring closer relationships with Wangji during the past two days..."

Wen Ji leaned on the chair and suddenly felt like he was like a dog like thirty years ago.

...

"Woooo, if you don't drink it, you'll want to have a toy, dad hugs..."

In the cinema near Minghu Community, Xuan Xiaoan hugged Bai Chun's neck and cried aggrievedly. He looked at the other children next to him teasing the little halberd on the key ring, and became more and more yearning.

Xuan Tutu on the side was a little at a loss. Her daughter has become much cheerful this year, but she has never made a fuss like she is now. The quiet and well-behaved little cotton jacket in the past seemed like a dream. She and Su Ye next to her teased her with the little doll he grabbed her, but she just hugged Bai Chun's neck and cried.

Bai Chun wiped the little thing in her arms and showed her concern. The little thing in her arms cried louder and louder. Bai Chun was very happy to see her. He pinched her mouth from time to time, covered her mouth that was open and opened, and listened to her and played: "You cry if you didn't get the toy in line? Isn't there any original item at home? Can you take you home to see?"

"Not good!" Xuan Xiaoan took the opportunity to complain, "Mom doesn't let me play, saying that I will be injured if I touch it!"

"Isn't it abrupt?"

"Mom said she is still very good at it and can still turn! She didn't let me play several times..."

Xuan Tutu next to her was unhappy.

This little ungrateful person cares about her, but instead finds an opportunity to sue her for a crime!

Fortunately, Bai Chun also supported her: "Well, that's true, you're too young to touch that. Okay, we'll come tomorrow. Will you get a small gift for you then?"

"Then La Gou!" Xuan Xiaoan's eyes shined with tears.

Children are always like this. When no one cares, they fall down and get up and continue playing. If parents are watching from the side, they will always cry loudly and feel aggrieved, and they keep talking about their grievances in the arms of peace of mind.

Bai Chun has read some books on children's education and knows his daughter's psychology at this time, and she coaxes and teases. She used to hate the noisy and dislike troublesome temperament, but she disappeared at this time.

Children who never make trouble with their parents are alienated.

Su Ye, who was standing beside him, looked at this scene quietly, and his eyes were so envious that he looked straight.

How great would it be if someone spoiled himself like this?

Listening to Xuan Xiaoan constantly looking forward to tomorrow, Bai Chun responded seriously to discuss with her, and Su Ye couldn't help but remember that she was young, and she seemed to have never been spoiled by her parents like this.

However, Bai Chun put all his mind on coaxing his daughter, and he was inevitably neglected to himself and around him.

His figure was pretty, even though he was wearing a mask and his ordinary eyebrows and skin color kept attracting the girls around him to peek. Xuan Xiaoan often grabbed Bai Chun's face and asked for a kiss, and even pulled the mask apart from time to time.

Ordinary people may not care much.

But for cinema staff who know many things in the film industry, it seems that too much information is exposed...

A middle-aged man in a suit, under the guidance of a girl working in a cinema, wandered around Bai Chun for two times, then confirmed his thoughts, walked over with a blushing face, quietly put a key ring into Xuan Xiaoan's hand, and whispered:
Chapter completed!