The Martial Artist Turned Movie Mogul-Chapter 852 - 851. The internet rumor is indeed true

"F*ck, why did they manage to grab tickets, where on Earth did these people pop up from?"

"It’s like some kind of cult!"

"That article got me all itchy inside, can a play really have so many details? And I can’t watch it for nearly a month, it’s utterly depressing!"

"I want to watch it too, now I’m torn whether I should click on that article!"

Once clicked, it means there are spoilers, if not clicked, still can’t watch it in the short term, this annoying feeling really sucks!

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Ordinary netizens feel torn about the online spoiler articles, while the first 500 viewers who have seen the play really have something to say.

For an entire day, hundreds of people left their findings under the endlessly forwarded article.

For this, the theater, drama society, and the actors involved were pleased, but for the administrators constantly watching the comment section, it felt like an eternity!

"I never thought I’d have such an anxious day!"

"It feels like a rollercoaster ride, I’ve lived over twenty years and I finally understand this feeling!"

"What rollercoaster? It’s way more thrilling than that! Every time I refresh the comments, I can’t help but have my heart skip a beat, fearing to spot another detail freak!"

"Are you all Holmes or what? Analyzing so much from just one scene, why don’t you just ascend to heaven?"

"Seems all the students from JC Academy are going to watch plays, I feel like my IQ has been crushed to the ground!"

In one day, the administrators silently started a countdown from 20, their mood fluctuating wildly, from initially being adamant that [no one could spot more details than us] to [how the hell could this be analyzed] in less than 24 hours.

When the day was over, the countdown had stalled at 7.

"Thank goodness, they found 13 points, haven’t cracked 20 yet!"

"It’s only been one day! How on earth do their brains work?"

"Don’t take it lightly, according to the agreement, we have to keep the comment section open for another 72 hours, the remaining time feels so long—"

"According to the rate of 13 points found per day, we will be done by tomorrow!"

The administrators were both relieved and distressed; relieved that there were still 7 slots left, possibly still getting the bonus that Tang Shu had promised; distressed because after a day of torment, their confidence had taken an unprecedented hit, they had completely lost their initial resolve.

"What’s that saying? ’Pain and pleasure!’"

"Just like last summer, waiting for the college entrance exam results at home!"

"Unforgettable!"

"Living is worse than dying!"

As a matter of fact, what made them feel unforgettable and living worse than dying was still to come. ƒгeewebnovёl.com

Two days later, a surprise additional performance of the play "The Factory" once again took the stage at the Imperial Capital’s First Theater.

The venue that accommodates 500 spectators had its tickets booked early by online folks, making it impossible for other netizens to buy tickets, yet today there were still several unusual figures.

They were the media personnel who applied to come on short notice!

At this moment, several individuals got their dining utensils ready, whispering to the journalist colleagues beside them.

"Tell me, is this play really that good?"

"Good or not, I don’t know yet, but one thing is for sure."

"What’s that?"

"The rumor that tickets were sold out, that’s true!"