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Chapter 98 Advertising Festival, here we come

When the plane flies over Winter Beijing, the towering buildings and intertwined city roads... all tell a fact to the guests who come from afar in the cabin.

This city, which was bombed into ruins after World War II, is very valuable for reference and study.

Finally, the flight carrying Jiang Shan and his group landed smoothly on the runway of Dongjing Haneda Airport.

"Gutai, are you alright?"

Jiang Shan looked at Gu Zhengzheng who had been reassuring himself not to be nervous all the way, but now he was holding his arm tightly with a pale face.

It wasn't until the moment the plane finally stopped taxiing that Gu Zhengzheng let go of his hand and let out a long breath: "Finally it landed."

Jiang Shan suddenly thought of something, and asked in a low voice: "Are you afraid of landing?"

Gu Zhengzheng wiped off his sweat and nodded: "It's a little bit."

Jiang Shan was a little worried, and followed Gu Zhengzheng out of the hatch.

Suddenly a piece of sunlight fell on him, Jiang Shan looked up and saw that he was still in the ten thousand meter sky just now.

The blue sky and white clouds are leisurely, and it is the most comfortable picture in any age.

"Dongjing, here I come," Jiang Shan smiled as brightly as the sun, calmly!

A group of people walking on the spiral staircase immediately let go of their nervous guard.

When I look at this strange country again, my eyes no longer dodge, and the responsibilities and acumen of media personnel are quickly awakening.

Next, watch what you should watch, and remember what you should remember.

At this moment, Gu Zhengzheng lifted his spirits and reminded Zhang Lu beside him: "The camera cover can be opened."

Zhang Lu nodded: "Be ready at any time."

At this time, Jiangshan, who has been transformed into an interpreter, followed Director Gu all the way.

After the group walked to the hall, something unexpected happened. More than a dozen local overseas Chinese organizations held flowers and welcome banners.

After learning about their itinerary, they spontaneously organized to pick them up.

Not to mention the current Jiangshan, even Mr. Jiang in the previous life has never been treated like this.

Although we only left for two hours, the scene of encountering a local accent in a foreign land was unexpectedly cordial.

Gu Zhengzheng completely regained his vitality, and he and Zhou Yeming strode towards each other, introduced each other, and shook hands one by one.

The team plan for the first day was disrupted like this.

Fortunately, the original plan was to eat and go shopping and to get familiar with the city. This time, it will be even better if the villagers will lead them into the city!
Sitting in the minibus prepared by the local overseas Chinese, walk along the urban roads accompanied by Japanese-style buildings and modern high-rises.

Jiang Shan and his group also noticed that there were countless Japanese advertising signs on both sides of the road.

"Look at the number of billboards here," Zhang Lu would "unintentionally" mention advertisements from time to time.

Jiang Shan knew his intentions well: "I can't see any of the reserved land."

At this time, a male overseas Chinese who was over 50 years old who was sitting next to Zhou Yeming smiled and said: "These billboards are all charged for advertising fees, of course they have to be arranged carefully."

Jiang Shan and Zhang Lu nodded, expressing that they have learned it.

Zhou Yeming and Gu Zhengzheng glanced at each other, expressing that they had also learned.

However, reporter Li Yu has been blinded for a while: "Look at the building in front of you, it's such a big TV screen."

A car of people, whether they have seen it or not, all looked out the window.

Sure enough, it's huge.

Ms. Matsushita, who is wearing a silver space suit, is dancing briskly on the screen.

The gazes of Jiang Shan and Zhang Lu interpreted how successful the choreography of this dance was.

In 1978, the world's first commercial electronic large screen appeared in Times Square, New York.

Soon, Dongjing also stood up.

When the participating teams formed by the two TV stations in Huaguo got acquainted with each other in Winter Capital for half a day, night also fell.

It was only after a while that they discovered that the winter capital under the night sky was even more dazzling.

The Japanese in this era are much more impetuous than later generations.

Although all of them are polite, the sharpness in their eyes and the boldness in their wallets have already begun to appear.

Walking all the way through the streets and alleys, there are flowery girls and young women with light makeup and heavy makeup everywhere.

However, there has not been a phenomenon that everyone has a LV, and there must be a LV in every street.

It is estimated that it will take another two years.

"Let's go, let's go back to the hotel quickly," Zhou Ye hurriedly reminded: "This is a capitalist country after all, don't lose yourself for a while."

Jiang Shan was the first to nod: "Hurry up and go back before I get lost."

Huang Hua also agreed with a smile and said: "It's time to go back, the advertising festival will open tomorrow."

Zhang Lu held up the camera and kept pressing: "I want to take a few more pictures, it's so gorgeous,"

"Let's go, let's go," Jiang Shan grabbed Zhang Lu who was on the verge of being lost: "Stop taking pictures, we're not here to learn this."

"That's right," Gu Zhengzheng frowned and glared at Zhang Lu: "If you take a picture, you can realize it after you go back. Do you have this in mind?"

The colorful neon in Comrade Zhang Lu's eyes dissipated instantly: "Yes, yes, yes, Gutai reminded you."

The winter capital in 1979, the hotel at this moment is really good!

Jiang Shan, who was soaking in the oversized bathtub, had to sigh with emotion, compared with the simple style of doing things after the economic crisis.

The people of Dongjing will still enjoy it very much.

"Ancient Terrace,"

Jiang Shan yelled in the bathroom. As the director's interpreter, Jiang Shan's food and accommodation for this trip will be the same as that of Gutai.

"What's the matter, Xiao Jiang?" Gu Zhengzheng walked outside the bathroom door and asked, "Which thing is not working anymore?"

"No," Jiang Shan was a little curious: "The standard of our business trip is so high, the price of this guest house is not low."

"Don't worry about that," Gu Zhengzheng said with a smile, "Since you've come out, you just need to look at the merits of other people's families, and what's good to learn from the bad ones."

Jiang Shan narrowed his eyes and smiled: "It's still a wise organization!"

January 1979, 1 was the New Year's Day in China and also the New Year in Japan.

There is a festive atmosphere everywhere in Dongjing.

Today is also the first day of the "Winter Beijing Advertising Festival". Today is the most intense and busy day for the whole visiting and studying group.

From 7 o'clock in the morning, the team members arrived at the designated square of the advertising festival.

Colorful flags fluttered all over the venue, and music sounded.

The visitors who entered the advertising festival with tickets in hand started strolling around the exhibition areas divided by each participating country.

From submitting the advertisements for the competition to visiting the various layouts on the square of the advertising festival... the team members divided into two groups completed it in one go.

When Zhou Yeming walked out of the organizer's office area, he looked at the bustling exhibition hall and said, "This is considered to be the winter capital for us!"

Gu Zhengzheng nodded: "The results of the preliminary competition will be announced tomorrow, so let's relax today."

Jiang Shan, who was following behind him, was playing with a sandalwood fan in his hand.

Like the silks that came with it, these were pre-arranged souvenirs to be displayed at the festival.

The popularity of authentic souvenirs from Huaguo at the advertising festival is far beyond imagination.

Fortunately, Gu Zhengzheng listened to Jiangshan's suggestion in advance and received a limited number of souvenirs every day, otherwise these souvenirs would not survive the fifth day at all.

After a while, Jiang Shan and Huang Hua also started to stroll around the square, wearing gray suits and black briefcases.

In the eyes of those foreigners, I don't know what kind of associations they will develop.

However, after walking around, the briefcases of the two of them were almost overflowing.

Small bottles of perfume from France, rattan jewelry boxes from Malaysia, playing cards and coffee from the United States, chocolate from Belgium, glass bracelets from Venice...

Among them, Switzerland is the most magnificent, and the souvenirs are actually arranged with small combined army knives.

The only pity is that Huang Hua put the last Mexican straw hat on his head first.

"Brother Hua," Jiang Shan still insisted, "It is said that this is my first time going abroad, so I should take care of it anyway."

Huang Hua smiled, and said slowly: "You don't have to worry about this hat anymore, I will treat you to something good when I have a chance."

Jiang Shan is simply a person who doesn't care about food: "What good food?"

"KFC," Huang Hua smiled brighter than the sun: "Haven't you heard of it? Let me tell you, this food is delicious."

The corner of Jiang Shan's mouth twitched. Originally, he really didn't like eating this stuff: "Hearing what you said, I really miss it a little bit."

On the first day of the "Winter Beijing Advertising Festival", it was displayed on several large open-air screens in the square.

The scrolling broadcasts are all award-winning works of previous years' advertising festivals.

On the second day of the advertising festival, the advertisement will appear on the big screen again.

It is the advertising work that has passed the primary selection and entered the semi-finals this year.

The team members who stayed at the advertising festival for a whole day showed exhaustion on their faces.

After finally returning to Jiangshan in the hotel, I didn't even bother to take a bath, I just wanted to lie on the comfortable bed and watch TV.

After a while, Huang Hua actually knocked on the door with a bag of KFC.

After Zhang Lu trotted over to open the door, he hurried back to the room.

"Huh," Huang Hua could see that Zhang Lu was a little strange: "Why did you come to this room too?"

Zhang Lu hummed perfunctorily, but his eyes were reluctant to leave the TV in the house.

Gu Tai with the same style as him is all staring at the TV intently.

So, Huang Hua also looked at the TV.

Overwhelming alien spaceships, meteor-like laser cannons, monsters that can destroy a house with one kick...

【Level [-] Preparation for Human Cannon】

At this time, what was playing on the TV in the hotel was "Dinosaur Express Kesai", which would arrive in China ten years later.

(End of this chapter)