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Chapter 1147 - 793 Is no one home at your place? (Seeking monthly pass!)_2

Chapter 1147: 793 Is no one home at your place? (Seeking monthly pass!)_2

Not discussing the specific quality of the film, the first screening’s popularity alone was absolutely unprecedented.

"That blue color, sounds like an art film."

"What art film, didn’t you see the trailer? It’s a full-on visual feast, I read online that it wasn’t called this before; it was changed when they set the release date."

"Who cares what kind of movie it is, this film had an investment of 300 million US Dollars, its production budget made history in world cinema, it definitely won’t disappoint, plus it’s Pei Yunxi as the female lead, charge and it’s done!"

The usual movie-going audience is mostly young couples.

But this midnight screening was a little different.

Loads of single guys called up friends, going in groups, and families coming out in full force was not uncommon.

Young people support their idols.

Older folks support the culture of their nation.

Although the ticket prices are indeed not cheap, over seventy each, who cares?

If one were to check the box office results, they would find out that "That Patch of Blue" sold out all of its midnight premiere showings nationwide, with full houses in all cinemas, bringing a glimmer of revival to an industry that had been in a slump.

Amid a jostling crowd of people, when the opening music started to play, the bustling cinema gradually quieted down.

The movie ran for two and a half hours, every frame a carefully crafted masterpiece, enhanced by 3D effects that made every viewer acutely aware of the funds burning on screen.

But more importantly, the emotional impact.

Unlike popcorn flicks focussed solely on heaping up special effects, this film, which had received much attention in recent years, did not let down the public’s expectations—the dramatic ups and downs of the plot, the seamless integration of different cultures, the central themes associated with the human community... it even overshadowed the visual shock, pulling viewers in so they couldn’t help but raise their estimation of the film again and again.

Additionally.

Adrian’s versatile acting, Pei Yunxi’s stunning beauty unmatched in her era, Felton’s unique camera work.

The middle of the night is usually the time when people feel most sleepy, but not a single person in the cinema felt the passage of time until the end credits rolled, and only then did they realize that two and a half hours had gone by, left with a feeling of longing and amazement.

One minute after the movie ended, no one left their seats, which is the highest praise a movie can receive.

"I’m coming back for a second watch tomorrow."

"This is the only film I’ve seen recently that feels worth the ticket price."

"Pei Yunxi’s makeup and costumes were absolutely stunning, gotta show those foreigners what Eastern beauties really look like! Damn, those squinted eyes, flat faces, made me want to kick them..."

The audience started to get up, one by one.

Their comments were enough to predict the direction this film would take.

Three minutes.

Five minutes.

In the back rows of the cinema, in the seats on the edge, a woman who listened to others discuss as they left didn’t move.

She appeared to have come alone, probably not fond of the enclosed environment of movie theaters, with a mask covering her face tightly.

Not until most of the audience had left did she start to get up.

Cleaning staff had already started to come in to clean.

At that moment, she finally began to move.

"Quite the guts you’ve got there."

Suddenly.

Someone behind her patted her shoulder.

The woman, whose face was hidden but eyes exposed, stiffened her body, then turned around immediately.

Jiang Chen was sitting right behind her, smiling at her.

"If you get recognized, it’ll be another advertisement for the movie."

Jiang Chen seemed somewhat regretful.

The eyes that showed outside wavered slightly.

Whether a person is beautiful, a lot has to do with their eyes.

Even though her face couldn’t be seen, just through these eyes, one could tell this woman was definitely a rare beauty.

"Why are you here?"

Jiang Chen shrugged, as though it were self-explanatory, "The same as you, to watch a movie."

Saying that, he praised, "The movie was really good, probably the best film I’ve seen in recent years."

The woman wearing the mask was none other than Pei Yunxi, who had captivated everyone in the movie just before.

"Is this a wig?"

Jiang Chen didn’t just look; he even played with it a bit.

Of course.

It wasn’t harassment.

Just curiosity.

To avoid being recognized, in addition to the mandatory mask, Pei Yunxi had used a wig to cover her long hair that could endorse any shampoo, turning it into a short-haired look with a touch of brown, quite a contrast.

Pei Yunxi, who likely had not been "teased" like this before, pushed that wandering hand away.

"Did Ning Hui tell you?"

With East Sea being so vast and so many cinemas, such coincidences were absolutely improbable.

Only Ning Hui knew about her plans for tonight.

Of course, Jiang Chen wouldn’t betray a friend and immediately shook his head, "No."

As an artist signed with CX Entertainment, Ning Hui had also played a role in the film—a supporting female character.

Her part wasn’t huge, but she still displayed an impressive acting performance, and it was clear that her fame would skyrocket after the film’s release.

Pei Yunxi didn’t press further and stood up to leave her seat.

By now, the audience had all gone, leaving only the cleaning staff and the two of them.

The two walked out of the cinema, one after the other.

"Congratulations, you’ve taken another step closer to your dream."

Jiang Chen felt that his own standards of beauty might not be sky-high, but they should at least meet the average public level.

Apart from being an investor, from the standpoint of an utterly impartial ordinary movie fan, he knew after the past two-plus hours that the reputation of this movie would certainly not be bad.