Super entertainment red envelope

Chapter 35 Communication Begins!
In just over three minutes, everyone's attitude towards Li Zhifan escalated again.

At the end of the song, there was warm applause.

The little girl's father came up, "Young man, thank you for making this music for my daughter, did you compose it live?"

"No!" Li Zhifan stood up, and said with a dry smile against his will, "I wrote it for a long time, and today I finally finished it, and it has a name!"

"Genius!" The little girl's father gave a thumbs up. "My name is Mike, and I'm currently working in a financial investment company. Let's leave a call! If you have a chance, please come to my house as a guest!"

Li Zhifan did not refuse, and exchanged phone calls with the other party.

Just finished here, another middle-aged man came forward, "Young man, I have a coffee shop in the 798 Art District, would you like to come and play the piano? It is charged by the hour, and you can propose your ideal salary!"

Li Zhifan waved his hands and smiled, "No, I still have to catch a plane, so we can talk later!"

"Hey……"

Just as the man was about to persuade him to stay, Li Zhifan turned around and called Zhang Yao and the others to leave.

After leaving the door, Zhang Yao followed closely: "Hey, what a great opportunity? Why didn't you agree to him?"

Li Zhifan glanced at him: "You mean the cafe owner?"

"Yes!" Zhang Yao said, "It would be great to find a part-time job for yourself, and everyone has said that you can raise the salary yourself!"

"Not interested in!"

Li Zhifan shook his head. After having the celebrity red envelope group, what he hopes is to be able to grab songs, film and television works, step into the entertainment circle one step closer, and reach the pinnacle of entertainment by selling fans.

……

Tokyo, Haneda Airport.

After several hours of flight, all members of the exchange group were sleepy and tired.

Li Zhifan was the same, the first thing he did after getting off the plane was to go to the hotel and get some sleep.

But things went against our wishes. There was a long queue at the immigration inspection desk, and the Japanese staff seemed to be nodding and bowing, as if they were very friendly, but in fact they acted slowly and the inspection was so detailed that they not only repeatedly asked the reason for coming to RB, but even Ask about the brand and purchase time of each mobile phone in detail!
Especially for Chinese people, there is a separate customs inspection process before passing through the inspection desk and getting their luggage out of the airport, while those white-skinned pigs with high nose bridges don't need it at all and go through the customs directly.

After more than an hour of review, all members of the exchange group were reviewed, but there were other Chinese people behind them, still waiting for the long review.

When I got out of the airport, I saw the pick-up bus and the ambiguous banner "Welcome members of the Huaxia Chaoyang Art Exchange Group to Japan" at a glance.

Tao Jiping took the lead and complained to the other party's pick-up representative about the customs inspection just now.

"Ha, please don't mind Tao Sang and the members. The censorship system has always been like this. We can't do anything outside. We are very anxious to wait!"

The smiling face of the Japanese representative in front of him looked like a chrysanthemum, but his Chinese was quite standard, "Tao Sang, arrange for the team members to get on the bus! We are leaving now and we are expected to arrive in Yokohama in 10 minutes. We have already booked the hotel. Let's rest for a while, and hold a reception banquet for everyone in the evening!"

"Ok!"

Tao Jiping turned around and directed all the staff to get on the car.

When they arrived at the hotel, Li Zhifan and Xu Ming shared a room.

Both of them were the same, lying on the bed too lazy to move, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Li Zhifan didn't wake up until four o'clock in the afternoon. He got up and washed his face. When he went to the next room, he found Xu Ming still sleeping on his back.

Walking back to the living room, I saw a refrigerator at the door, with drinks and alcohol in it. I glanced at the price. Although he couldn't understand any Japanese except the numbers, the unit was Japanese yen, and it didn't matter if I changed it into RMB. A few dollars, so I opened it and randomly picked a bottle of drink.

Just as I was about to close the door, I found that there were cigarettes and condoms on the lower floor.

This hotel is quite user-friendly, but it's a pity that I can't use the set. As for the cigarettes... What does RB smoke smell like?
Li Zhifan felt itchy in his heart. Looking at the price tag, he picked out a box of medium-priced cigarettes, then sat on the sofa, unpacked and lit one, and drank his drink happily, feeling very comfortable all over.

When I was bored, I found Xu Ming's luggage, especially his guitar, and I couldn't help but want to try my hand to see how well Paul's guitar skills are.

Snuff out the cigarette butt, get up and open the gig bag, inside is an electric guitar.

Li Zhifan doesn't know what brand it is, but the shape looks very imposing, not the kind of style that is common in the market.

The right hand fumbled for the strings, and the left hand subconsciously pressed a few chords, almost without thinking.

And as long as he thinks of a melody in his mind, he can't help playing it in his hand.

It's just that the sound of the electric guitar is extremely low when it's not connected to the stereo, and he can only hear a little bit of what it's playing.

Li Zhifan was not greedy, and after confirming that the skill could be used, he put the guitar back to its original place.

……

The next morning.

The members of the exchange group went to Fujino University by car to have the first day of communication with the art troupe of the school.

After getting off the bus at the school gymnasium, many students from the school were watching and pointing at them.

And what they said was completely incomprehensible Japanese.

Although Li Zhifan didn't have any performance tasks, he still had to maintain his temperament. Since he went abroad, he couldn't embarrass the Huaxia people, so he straightened his back, looked upright, and walked vigorously for a few steps.

The members of the Fujino School Art Troupe had already entered the venue and were waiting. There were not many of them, and not all of them were students. The Art Troupe was also a performance organization to the outside world, but no matter how old they were, they were still graduates of the school.

"Wow hoo hoo!"

There was applause, all the Japanese personnel stood up and shouted in broken Chinese: "Warmly welcome!"

The members of the Chinese exchange group stood in line, and they did not rehearse and prepare in advance. They only applauded unanimously.

"Mr. Tao!"

A woman who is fluent in Chinese came up, "Hi, welcome everyone. My name is Bai Linjie. I am a teacher of Chinese at Fujino University. I will be the translator this time!"

Tao Jiping stretched out his hand, "Hello, Teacher Bai!"

Bai Linjie shook hands quickly, and then introduced the people around her, "This is Mr. Suzuki Hayabusa, member of Yamashita Town, Central District; this is Professor Seto Masahiro, the instructor of the Art Troupe of Fujino School; Ze Mingsuke."

Tao Jiping smiled, with his back straight, and shook hands with these people in a dignified manner, as if the leaders of the two countries were meeting.

After a meeting ceremony, the Chinese side was arranged to sit down, and the two sides first started an exchange meeting—that is, the responsible leaders of both sides stood up and spoke, just like memorizing manuscripts, all about promoting culture, developing bilateral relations, friendly and peaceful coexistence, and strengthening cultural exchanges in the future Interactions and other moderate speeches.

Li Zhifan sat in the last row, staring wide-eyed, afraid that he would be tormented by such a boring meeting.

(End of this chapter)