As the tourists entered the second-floor studio, they saw a huge stage in front of them and guessed that this was where the performances would take place. They found seats and sat down, filled with curiosity about everything in the studio.
With less than 15 minutes to go before the performance, tourists began to take their seats one after another, and the tens of thousands of seats were quickly filled.
Some tourists who couldn't get in were disappointed, but when they heard that they could watch the show from outside, they were skeptical and either went to the hotel lobby or the restaurant where the staff had mentioned the screens.
Suddenly, the entire studio went dark. Before anyone could panic, lights came on at the stage, and a huge screen displayed rolling mountains and a snow-covered world.
The crowd gasped in surprise, feeling as if they had turned into a world of ice and snow. Although they were in a studio where it was as warm as spring, they could still feel a slight chill.
Under the host's introductions, Wu Ziyue and others presented a series of wonderful performances. The audience, who were initially surprised by the magical objects, were quickly captivated by the performances.
At An Ge's suggestion, Wu Ziyue and others added ventriloquism, crosstalk, skits, magic, and other performances to their traditional song and dance performances.
Due to a shortage of manpower, the villagers of Linxian Village also joined the performance team. Even An Ge did not expect that although these villagers had not received formal training, many of them possessed unique skills.
Amazing ventriloquism, fascinating shadow puppetry, skillful paper cutting... these performances truly broadened An Ge's horizons, making her marvel at the hidden talents among ordinary people.
For tourists, these seemingly ordinary skills, after being artistically crafted, are no less effective than singing, dancing, or playing musical instruments. Many people feel that the performances are close to everyday life, making them feel exceptionally close to the villagers, and they are more interested in the villagers' performances than in the performances themselves.
The novel crosstalk and skit performances drew roars of laughter from the audience. Some even collapsed on the ground laughing, completely disregarding their image.
What surprised them even more was the magic. The audience gasped in amazement as they saw objects appear out of thin air—was this some kind of magic taught by a fairy? Just as they were reeling from the magic, the performer told them it was just magic, something even ordinary people could do.
The tourists were initially skeptical, but when the performer demonstrated a few more magic tricks and explained the secrets, they had to admit it wasn't magic. This sparked a great interest in magic.
The entire performance lasted only an hour, and even after the host announced that the performance was a complete success, they were still somewhat reluctant to leave.
They had seen many performances, but none were as wonderful as this. After the show ended, many people were reluctant to leave, lingering to savor the brilliant performance.
Only after leaving the studio did they realize that those who hadn't been able to enter had also watched the performance. After exchanging words, their admiration for the immortal's miraculous abilities grew even stronger.
"Look at the inn! The gods have appeared again!" someone exclaimed.
Looking in the direction of the sound, everyone saw the originally four-story inn appearing and disappearing in a white mist. The inn continued to rise, and in the next moment, the entire inn had changed dramatically. Everyone craned their necks, mouths agape, staring at the building that seemed to reach into the clouds.
"There used to be four floors, but now there are twenty-five! My goodness, this is going to reach the heavens!"
"Look, there are still white clouds swirling at the highest point. Isn't that a place where only immortals can live?"
Just as people were marveling at the changes to the inn, suddenly, several buildings sprang up from the ground in what was originally an empty lot, and the small building where the supermarket was located was transformed into a seven-story building.
Next to the studio, a brightly colored building appeared, with the words "Amusement Park" prominently displayed. No one knew exactly what the amusement park was, but seeing its cute and quirky designs, they felt inexplicably relaxed.
"This amusement park seems to be a place for us to have fun." Some people who had stayed at the inn for a long time had a deep understanding of certain words and could guess the purpose of the amusement park just from its name.
"Mom and Dad, I want to go to the amusement park!" Compared to adults, children are clearly more interested in the colorful buildings and amusement parks.
The changes were so numerous that everyone felt like they were in a dream.
Someone pinched themselves hard, immediately wincing in pain, but then overjoyed, exclaiming, "This isn't a dream, it's real! I really saw a deity casting a spell!"
Someone suddenly realized, "With so many extra rooms in the inn, there must be vacancies! I need to book a room right away."
"Me too, me too! I've been waiting for almost half a month."
"Does our original room still exist?"
"Of course it will stay the same, and maybe even more exquisite than before. I just don't know if the room rate will be higher," said a guest who experienced the inn's upgrade.
In an instant, the tourists who were still in a daze rushed towards the inn.
Some tourists from less affluent families gritted their teeth and finally couldn't resist heading to the guesthouse. They'd heard the accommodations weren't too expensive, and since they'd come all this way, it would be a shame not to experience some blissful life.
Song Ankang watched the crowd running towards the inn with envy, and quickly looked away when his parents noticed. "Dad, Mom, the performance was so good! I think Mom's paper-cutting skills are even better than theirs."
How could Song Dahe and his wife not know what their son was thinking? Looking at their sensible son, they were deeply moved.
"Don't talk nonsense. How could Mother be more powerful than a fairy?"
"Let's go to the inn and get a room."
"father!"
"Dahe!"
Song Dahe raised his hand to stop them, "I know you're worried, but I heard that inn rooms are in high demand. It's rare for us to have such an opportunity to book one. If we miss this chance, it won't be easy to book one again. It's just a few hundred coins, right? If we work hard, we can earn that in a month."
After saying that, Song Dahe ignored their objections and pulled his wife and child toward the inn.
An Ge deliberately caused the inn to change in front of everyone. She can't shake off the title of "immortal" now, so since she can't shake it off, she might as well accept it and make it official today.
An Ge never expected that the inn would undergo such a dramatic upgrade, transforming into a twenty-story skyscraper.
The inn now has nearly 10,000 rooms, which is more than enough to serve only Huaixi City. After all, ordinary people don't come to the inn specifically for the experience.
Ange didn't plan to raise prices; it simply set higher prices for the top-floor suites. Unless someone as wealthy as Yunmo, no one could afford to stay there long-term.
The supermarket building has been transformed into a large shopping mall. Since no businesses have moved in, the shops are still empty. The seventh floor of the mall houses a cinema, as An Ge anticipated. Although guests can watch TV in their rooms, the experience is naturally different from watching TV in a movie theater.
Ange could foresee that the movie theater would become a new bustling tourist attraction.
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