Chapter 92 Video Hall Reopens

"Split, sprinkle, sprinkle..."

Riding on the little Suzuki, He Xiao arrived at the shop at the entrance of the street in less than half an hour.

After parking the motorcycle, he moved into the house with a videotape in the suitcase.

"He Xiao, when will our video hall be opened? Several people came to ask me just now."

The third uncle was wiping the table in the room. Seeing that He Xiao was back, he asked quickly.

"It's about twelve o'clock, and it's officially open at twelve o'clock noon."

He Xiao thought about it and directly determined the time.

He Xiao looked up at the third uncle and felt very satisfied.

He has now officially hired the third uncle to be a ticket seller in the video hall, and his monthly salary is tentatively set to be 60 yuan.

From now on, he plans to play "Shanghai Bund" in the morning, movies in the afternoon, and "Huo Yuanjia" in the evening, and cough in the middle of the night, and play movies and regular beauty pageants.

"No problem, He Xiao, what are you going to call this store name?"

The third uncle thought for a moment, then shook his head, "Jiujiu is the most prosperous, and prosperity will lead to decline. This name is not good, so why not call it Jiuwu Video Hall?"

He took a two-step back and looked at it. He nodded with satisfaction, with a bit of the smell of Xiangjiang.

"Forget it, I won't call it a store name."

"Nine Five?"

This word is written so well. There are a few people in the hall, and their eyes are red when they hear it.

"Kakka."

"Wow, Mr. Third, did you write this ticket yourself?"

After watching for a while, he felt that he was a little misconceptionful.

"I don't have this."

"Huo Yuanjia? Comrade, is this movie good-looking?"

"Just call it a long video hall, I hope it can be opened for a longer time."

"Ninety-nine?"

The third uncle was a little puzzled, and suppressed his curiosity. He continued to write with a pen.

"good!"

I was idle, He Xiao took the small suitcase and went to the east room to debug the TV and video recorder.

The third uncle is a little embarrassed.

As soon as the song was played, there were cheers again. Everyone didn't listen to it enough and shouted that He Xiao would play it again.

While there was still some time, He Xiao carefully checked the video hall inside and out.

He Xiao picked up a note from the table and looked at it. There were three big words written on it, and the ticket was entered.

"He Xiao, is there something missing?"

"Shut up, I'm serious."

He Xiao didn't care much about the store name. He would only take the video hall business for seven or eight years at most, just pick up any one.

"It's okay, it's normal. There's still a piece inside, and it's just half of it."

This job was boring. He ate watermelon and kneaded melon seeds, and he had time to wait.

"ah?"

He was just a nameless person and couldn't think of a good store name, so he simply found a casual one from his memory.

"I have been sleeping for a hundred years, and the Chinese people are gradually awakening. Open your eyes and watch carefully..."

The song was heard by the third uncle who was selling the tickets. He didn't care about selling the tickets and hurriedly walked in.

With films like "Shanghai Bund" and "Huo Yuanjia", he was not worried that no one would watch it.

In the blink of an eye, it was almost twelve o'clock. The third uncle sat behind the table and started selling tickets.

"Um……"

He Xiao was startled. He looked at the third uncle carefully until he looked at the third uncle and then he withdrew his gaze.

They didn't care about watching the TV series and shouted that He Xiao would play it again.

He went out to greet the third uncle, and He Xiao rode the little Suzuki and returned to the Siheyuan.

He Xiao turned his head and saw that the man who was asking was his old customer, and he smiled and said, "It's good-looking, no worse than "Shanghai Bund". This is a martial arts film."

"He Xiao, I've written the store name, you can come out and take a look."

There were more people in the video hall at night than during the day, and there were more than twenty viewers in one show.

One plays a movie and the other plays a videotape, which is also an industry.

But just a piece of paper, the sign is still a bit too simple. He is going to deal with this first, and then find someone to make a neon sign that will light up.

After all, the third uncle is old and can only go to day shifts, so he can only sell tickets temporarily at night.

"Martial arts film? Shocking is coming?"

"good!"

He Xiao looked at it and was quite satisfied.

This Huo Yuanjia is a martial arts film. When everyone saw the beginning, they were immediately attracted. There was no other sound in the hall except for the sound of TV.

He Xiao asked as soon as he entered the store with his stuff in his arms.

"Here, come."

He Xiao was a little amused and cried, but he forgot about this.

"Yeah, you'll have to see another show tomorrow, that's all." He Xiao said with a smile.

Even He Xiao, who was beside him, was immersed in the singing.

...

After listening to it four or five times, everyone in the hall was full of fun, and then they watched the TV series seriously.

"Yes, let it go quickly, we're all waiting."

He Xiao had no choice but to put it back on.

"It's true, look at my brain."

There was also a seal on the table, and the third uncle was printing it on the note.

He Xiao came to the front of the TV and watched it for a while, and he was a little puzzled.

"Mr. Third uncle, your calligraphy is good, so you can write one for me."

As the singing sounded, the people in the hall shuddered and all became quiet.

He Xiao counted and sold about a dozen tickets, but it was normal for business on the first day.

The film is actually quite normal. The woman inside is wearing fashionable clothes, very young and beautiful, and has nothing bad.

"Yes, your calligraphy is really good."

He Xiao felt relieved when he heard this. It was getting late. He asked the third uncle to go back and sat at the table and put away the tickets.

He Xiao shook his head, he felt a little regretful. If he could sell a batch of theme song tapes, he would definitely make a fortune.

"Wanda."

"He Xiao, look, how about my word?"

"Comrade, do you have the tape of this song here?"

I took a two-step look and it was complete now.

"Mr. Third uncle, there is nothing wrong in the hall?"

"Here, come, let it go."

"Yes, comrade, let's play it again quickly, it sounds so nice."

"What's missing?"

In 1981, Xiangjiang's commercial films were a hit for domestic entertainment. When the film was rumored to be spread, the security department was full of people.

I just don’t know if there are neon signs in the capital now.

If we want to work hard to revive the country, how can we let the country be trampled again? The sleeping lion has gradually woken up."

"Comrade, it's twelve o'clock, let's go."

"Then I'll put it again?" He Xiao turned around and asked everyone.
To be continued...