When the plane passed over Dongjing, the towering buildings and the criss-crossing city roads... all told a fact to the guests in the cabin who had come from afar.
This city, which was bombed into ruins after World War II, has great value for reference and learning.
Finally, the flight carrying Jiangshan and his group landed smoothly on the runway of Tokyo Haneda Airport.
"Gutai, are you okay?"
Jiang Shan looked at Gu Zhengzheng, who had been comforting him 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: "We finally landed."
Jiang Shan suddenly thought of something and asked in a low voice: "Are you afraid of landing?"
Gu Zhengzheng wiped his sweat and nodded: "Yes."
Jiang Shan was a little worried and followed Gu Zhengzheng out of the cabin.
Suddenly a ray of sunlight fell on him. Jiang Shan raised his head and looked at the sky where he was ten thousand meters away just now.
The blue sky and white clouds are each leisurely, which is the most comfortable picture in any era.
"Dongjing, I'm here," Jiang Shan's smile was as bright as the sun, calm and calm!
The group of people walking on the spiral staircase immediately let go of their nervousness and alertness.
When I look at this strange country again, my eyes are no longer evasive, and the responsibility and acumen of media personnel are quickly awakening.
Next, just watch what you need to read and remember what you need to remember.
At this moment, Gu Zhengzheng became more energetic 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 had been transformed into a translator, followed Director Gu all the way.
After the group walked to the lobby, something unexpected happened. More than a dozen local overseas Chinese organizations held flowers and welcome banners.
After learning about their itinerary, a spontaneous organization came to pick them up at the airport.
Not to mention the current Jiangshan, even Mr. Jiang in the previous life had never been treated like this.
Although I was only away for two hours, the scene of meeting the local accent in a foreign country was unexpectedly cordial.
Gu Zhengzheng completely regained his vitality, and he and Zhou Yeming strode over to greet 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 get familiar with the city. This time, we will be led into the city by fellow villagers, which is even better!
Sitting in a minibus prepared by local overseas Chinese, we walked along the urban roads accompanied by Japanese-style buildings and modern high-rise buildings.
Jiang Shan and his party also noticed the countless Japanese advertising signs on both sides of the road.
"Look at the number of billboards here," Zhang Lu would mention advertisements "accidentally" from time to time.
Jiang Shan knew his intention: "There is no reserved land left."
At this time, a 50-year-old male overseas Chinese sitting next to Zhou Yeming laughed and said: "These billboards all charge advertising fees, and of course they have to be placed carefully."
Jiang Shan and Zhang Lu nodded, indicating that they had learned.
Zhou Yeming and Gu Zhengzheng looked at each other and expressed that they had learned something.
However, reporter Li Yu was dazzled by this moment: "Look at the building in front of you, it's such a big TV screen."
People in the car, whether they had seen it or not, all looked out the window.
Sure enough, it's so big.
The Panasonic girl wearing a silver spacesuit is dancing briskly on the screen.
The gazes of Jiang Shan and Zhang Lu illustrate how successful this dance choreography is.
In 1978, the world's first commercial electronic screen appeared in Times Square, New York.
Soon, Dongjing also stood up.
After half a day of getting familiar with the competition team composed of two TV stations from China, night fell in Dongjing City.
Only then did they realize that the Dongjing City was even more dazzling at night.
The Japanese in this era are much more impetuous than those in later generations.
Although everyone is polite, the sharpness in their eyes and the pride in their wallets are already beginning to show.
Walking along the streets and alleys, there are flowery girls and seductive young women wearing light makeup and heavy makeup everywhere.
However, there has not yet been a phenomenon where every person has an LV and every street has an LV.
It is estimated that we will have to wait another two years.
"Let's go, let's go back to the hotel quickly," Zhou Ye quickly reminded: "This is a capitalist country after all, don't lose yourself for a while."
Jiang Shan was the first to nod: "Go back quickly before I'm 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 it: "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 getting lost, "Stop shooting, we're not here to learn this."
"That's right," Gu Zhengzheng frowned and glared at Zhang Lu: "Just shoot something that can be realized after you go back, don't you have this in your heart?"
The colorful neon lights in Comrade Zhang Lu's eyes dissipated instantly: "Yes, yes, Gutai reminded you."
In the winter city of 1979, the hotel here was really nice!
Jiang Shan, who was soaking in the oversized bathtub, had to sigh with emotion. Compared with the simplicity-oriented style after the economic crisis.
The people of Dongjing still enjoy this moment.
“Gutai,”
Jiang Shan shouted in the bathroom. As the station director's translator, Jiang Shan's food and accommodation during this trip will be of the same standard as those in Gutai.
"What's wrong, Xiaojiang?" Gu Zhengzheng walked outside the bathroom door and asked, "Which thing can't be used anymore?"
"No," Jiang Shan was a little curious: "Our standards for this business trip are so high, so the price of this guest house is not low."
"Don't worry about this," Gu Zhengzheng said with a smile: "Now that I'm out, I just want to see what other people's strengths are and what they can learn from their weaknesses."
Jiang Shan narrowed his eyes and smiled: "You are still wise in organization!"
January 1, 1979, is New Year's Day in China and 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 stressful and busy day for the entire visiting and study group.
Starting at 7 a.m., team members arrived at the designated square of the advertising festival.
The venue was filled with colorful flags and loud music.
The visitors who entered the advertising festival with tickets in hand started strolling around the exhibition areas divided by each participating country early.
From submitting the advertising works to visiting the various decorations in the advertising festival square...the two team members worked together in one go.
When Zhou Yeming walked out of the organizer's office area, he looked at the bustling exhibition hall and said, "We have established ourselves in the Winter Capital City!"
Gu Zhengzheng nodded: "The results of the preliminary round will not be announced until tomorrow. Let's relax today."
Jiang Shan, who was following him, was playing with a sandalwood fan in his hand.
Like the accompanying silk products, these were pre-arranged souvenirs to be displayed at the advertising festival.
The popularity of real souvenirs from China at advertising festivals is far beyond imagination.
Fortunately, Gu Zhengzheng listened to Jiangshan's advice in advance and collected a limited amount every day, otherwise these souvenirs would not have lasted until the fifth day.
After a while, Jiang Shan and Huang Hua also started walking around the square, wearing gray suits and black briefcases.
In the eyes of those foreigners, I don’t know what kind of associations will unfold.
However, after walking around for a while, both of their briefcases were almost overflowing.
Small bottles of perfume from France, rattan jewelry boxes from Malaysia, playing cards and coffee from the United States, chocolates from Belgium, glass bracelets from Venice...
The most impressive of them all is Switzerland, where a small combination military knife is arranged as a souvenir.
The only pity is that Huang Hua put the last Mexican straw hat on his head first.
"Brother Hua," Jiang Shan still insisted: "Ordinarily this is my first time going abroad, so I should take care of him anyway."
Huang Hua smiled and said slowly: "You don't have to worry about this hat anymore. I'll treat you to something good when I get the chance."
Jiang Shan is a person who doesn't care about eating at all: "What good food?"
"KFC," Huang Hua smiled brighter than the sun: "Have you never heard of it? Let me tell you, this thing is delicious."
The corners of Jiang Shan's mouth trembled. Originally, he really didn't like eating this stuff: "Hearing what you said, I really miss it."
On the first day of the "Winter Beijing Advertising Festival", several large outdoor screens were arranged in the square.
The scrolling videos are all award-winning works from advertising festivals in previous years.
On the second day of the advertising festival, ads appeared on the big screen again.
These are the advertising works that have passed the preliminary rounds and entered the semi-finals this year.
The team members who had been at the advertising festival for a whole day looked exhausted.
After finally returning to 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 came and knocked on the door with a bag of KFC.
Zhang Lu trotted over and opened the door, then quickly ran back to the room.
"Hey," Huang Hua could see that Zhang Lu was a little strange: "Why are you here too?"
Zhang Lu gave a perfunctory hum, but his eyes couldn't bear to leave the TV in the room.
Also wearing the same style as him was Gu Tai, all of whom were staring at the TV intently.
So, Huang Hua also looked at the TV.
Overwhelming alien spaceships, laser cannons filling the sky like meteors, monsters that can destroy a house with one kick...
[Level 1 Preparation of Human Cannon]
At this time, what was playing on the hotel TV was the "Dinosaur Express" that would arrive in China ten years later.
