Huayu: Starting from managing the Mahua FunAge Theater Troupe

From April 8th to April 14th, after a full week of promotion, the four million yuan box office hit "Want to Eat Fried Dough Twists? I'll Twist Them for You Now" also made some noise in the Tianjin performance market.

Three hundred tickets were sold for the first performance. The remaining hundred or so tickets were not left unsold, but were instead given away through the Tianjin performance company.

From April 15th to April 18th, the first round of six performances of "Mahua" in Tianjin were sold out, but the total box office revenue was only a little over 100,000 yuan.

After deducting publicity costs, the Tianjin performance company's commission, actors' fees, travel expenses, accommodation fees, and other expenses, we lost tens of thousands of yuan.

A small loss is not a real loss.

April 18th, around 4 PM.

Shen Feiyang treated the entire troupe to a closing banquet at the Tianjin Hanjinbai Seafood Restaurant.

After dinner, everyone returned to their hotel to rest, planning to go back to Beijing the next morning.

Shen Feiyang stayed in a double room.

Most of the other people are in pairs in a room.

There are four girls in the troupe.

The double room where Yu Shasha and Huang Ni stayed.

Jiang Yan, who was originally sharing a room with Xiong Naijin, paid out of her own pocket to upgrade herself to a double room.

Xiong Naijin lives alone in a double room.

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drip.

Shen Feiyang had just entered the room when his phone rang.

Shen Feiyang took out his phone and looked at it.

Xiong Naijin and Jiang Yan both sent text messages.

Xiong Naijin: Come to my room right now!

Jiang Yan: I have trouble sleeping.

After leaving the zoo, Shen Feiyang and Jiang Yan met every few days. However, their most intimate gestures were just touching, hugging, and kissing.

This time, she came to perform out of town, far from Beijing, and her mother didn't accompany her. The eighteen-year-old girl finally had both the desire and the courage to steal.

Shen Feiyang sent Xiong Naijin a text message: I'll be there later.

After replying to the text message, I deleted it without thinking.

Shen Feiyang walked out of the room and went upstairs.

Jiang Yan's double room was not on the same floor as the rooms occupied by the troupe and others.

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Bang bang bang.

Arriving on the seventh floor, Shen Feiyang stood outside Jiang Yan's room and knocked on the door.

Jiang Yan opened the door from inside the house, revealing a crack, and peeked her little head out from behind the door.

Shen Feiyang raised an eyebrow at her.

Once she confirmed that the person outside was Shen Feiyang, Jiang Yan felt relieved and removed the security chain, fully opened the door, and took a few steps back.

Shen Feiyang stepped inside, then closed the door behind him, hung up the security chain, and looked Jiang Yan up and down.

Jiang Yan was probably getting ready to take a shower, as she was only wearing a tank top and shorts.

Her snow-white skin was exposed to the air, with faint blue veins visible, and her long, white legs and pink toes complemented each other.

More importantly, this is the key point.

Meeting Shen Feiyang's scrutinizing gaze, Jiang Yan, whose chest had turned pink in patches, glared at him and said coquettishly, "What are you looking at?"

Without further ado, Shen Feiyang stepped forward, put his arm around Jiang Yan's waist, and kissed her.

"I haven't showered yet..."

Jiang Yan had barely uttered half a sentence when there was no room for her to speak anymore; her tongue was busy doing other things.

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After a long while, Shen Feiyang cleaned up the mess and put the colored paper balls into the trash can.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Clean and sanitize thoroughly.

Shen Feiyang looked at Jiang Yan, whose skin was flushed and pink, and asked, "Can you get up and take a shower?"

Jiang Yan, having recovered somewhat, shifted her body and frowned slightly.

"Never mind, I'll carry you over."

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It took an hour.

After showering and drying himself, Shen Feiyang dried Jiang Yan's hair before they lay back down on the bed.

Jiang Yan nestled in Shen Feiyang's arms and asked a very serious question: "Will we be together forever?"

"certainly."

Shen Feiyang put his arm around Jiang Yan's shoulder and said without hesitation.

"A lifetime is very long."

"I'll try to outlive you."

"Hate."

Jiang Yan lightly punched Shen Feiyang's chest.

Shen Feiyang kissed the top of her head: "Go to sleep, your body needs to recover."

"Are you going to return it later?" Jiang Yan asked.

"I'll leave after you fall asleep."

"I'm not afraid of being seen."

"To avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, we'll assign you roles in the future. If someone uses this as an excuse to speak ill of you, it won't be good for you either," Shen Feiyang casually made up a reason.

Jiang Yan believed her: "That's true, but you can only love me."

It's normal for an 18-year-old girl to be a bit slow.

"Uh-huh."

After a while, Jiang Yan fell asleep.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

After Jiang Yan fell into a deep sleep, Shen Feiyang got up, put on his clothes, and left.

I left the room.

Shen Feiyang took out his phone and glanced at the time; it was only a little past one in the evening.

He sent a message to Xiong Naijin and walked towards her room.

Although Xiong Naijin lived on the same floor as Yu Shasha and Huang Nina, they were not next to each other, but separated by seven or eight rooms.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Arriving outside Xiong Naijin's room.

Shen Feiyang raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Xiong Naijin quickly opened the door.

The lights were off in the room.

Shen Feiyang walked into the room, and only then, with the light from outside, could he see Xiong Naijin clearly: "Xiongxiong, I love you so much."

Xiong Naijin rolled her eyes at Shen Feiyang: "Did you just finish sleeping with another girl?"

"unimportant."

"Ouch, be gentle."

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

the next day.

November 19th, around 4 a.m.

Shen Feiyang and his entourage took the T540 train back to Beijing, a journey of just over an hour, with everyone sitting in hard seats.

Sitting next to Jiang Yan, Yu Shasha asked with concern, "Erpang, are your legs bothering you? You seem to be limping when you walk."

Jiang Yan's ears turned slightly red, but she pretended to be normal and said, "I'm exhausted from performing these past few days."

"Oh, I see."

Sitting opposite Jiang Yan, next to Huang Ni, Xiong Naijin was reading a newspaper. She glanced up at Jiang Yan and muttered to herself: Shen Feiyang is a scumbag.

Ah Qiu~

Shen Feiyang, who was sitting next to Shen Teng and playing cards with Shen Teng, Ai Lun, Huang Bo, and Wei Xiang, sneezed as if he had a telepathic connection.

"Mr. Shen, when will 'Chinese Comedians' air?" Wei Xiang asked casually while playing cards.

He plays a major role in Tropical Thunder, so he wanted to confirm the time and inform his parents so they could watch it on time.

Shen Feiyang adjusted the cards and replied, "The rough cut of the first episode has been completed, but it still needs to be submitted for review, scheduled for broadcast, and distributed. I'll let you know when it's finalized."

"Is Liaoning TV available nationwide?" Wei Xiang asked again.

Shen Feiyang nodded slightly: "Liaoning TV is a satellite channel, so it can be received nationwide. Your parents can watch it when they turn on the TV at home."

"Where will the main promotions take place? Is the promotional effort in Beijing significant?" Shen Teng asked, also intrigued.

Shen Teng no longer dared to underestimate the power of publicity; the success of "Mahua" and the success of 㯖云社 were all inseparable from publicity.

"We will promote it in big cities and provincial capitals, but Beijing is a top priority."