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Chapter 8 No regrets, no fools

Zhao Songzhai, an old neighborhood committee member of Xiagou Village.

On a busy day, Zhao Song lay on the bed as if his whole body was falling apart, scolding himself in his mind: "Why are you acting like a boss? Just jump up and down a few times, let's enjoy the feeling of being in the spotlight." Every loser otaku has one thing.

An ambition to steal the spotlight.

Regarding the flash mob, Zhao Song carefully recalled the feeling of seeing it for the first time.

It was a bus. At first, there was only one middle-aged man who was an office worker. Soon, a large group of female students came on. Seeing this, Zhao Song glanced at the capacity of the paper box next to him. The female students were all wearing school uniforms and skirts, looking affectionate.

She looked at the middle-aged man with concern. The skirt was so short that you could see everything~ No, it’s damn hot in Tokyo.

"Pah~pah~" After patting his head twice, Zhao Song finally remembered that on the 130th anniversary of Banco Sabadell in Spain, when the little girl dropped a coin, something unexpected happened... Actually, it was not a flash mob.

, that is an advertisement combined with a flash mob.

Zhao Song wanted to do an advertisement, but at the last moment, looking at the serious-looking partners and the camera crew who didn't know where they came from, Zhao Song knew that the small company Tesla couldn't afford this advertisement, so Zhao Song gave up.

.

"If I had known, I would have made Xizi sing that the people from the Northeast would be a bastard!" Zhao Song smacked his lips and happily fell asleep, hoping that in his dream he could think of that very hot number in Tokyo.

Zhao Song forgot that more than ten years later, in the era of advanced information, the Bank of Spain was able to shock people to tears with "Ode to Joy", the fourth movement of Beethoven's Ninth Symphony. And now, even "I Love Me"

In a time when "Lyrics" did not appear, how powerful was the power of singing about the motherland?

………

The sound came and the screen suddenly shook violently. Tongtong could still clearly see many people running quickly.

It wasn't until the camera stopped in a huge passage that Tongtong saw Qingtian, the girl in Peking University uniform. Then she opened her mouth wide and saw the chorus ended. In the dormitory, the girls looked at each other with red eyes.

Kyoto TV.

"Hello, Kyoto TV. Sorry, there is no clearer footage. This was an accidental shooting. Thank you for your attention. The rebroadcast time will be announced tomorrow."

"Hello, Kyoto TV..."

On all major BBS.

Ingenious netizens have uploaded the MPEG files to the forum, and there are hot discussions everywhere.

"It was very shocking, and I felt a little teary-eyed."

"Tesla, your home computer service provider."

"I'm glad that there is a classmate in the Renmin University uniform in the picture. It's a pity that he really went to buy a computer."

"Tesla, Tesla, Tesla."

"By the way, what the hell is Kyoto Institute of Mechanical Engineering? Shaolin Temple Buddhist Scripture Pavilion?"

"I also want to know, that girl who sings the duet is so beautiful. She is a freshman at Polytechnic University. Can your school accept her?

"Ah~~~ I saw the handsome guy, so handsome, so handsome!"

"Lenovo's advertising is good, but it's not as good as the Tesla case!"

"Who knows how to join them?"

"Tesla, Tesla, Tesla."

"The dance academy protested, why didn't you call us?"

"Tes..."

Dashuaishhuai looked at the notice of being banned and closed the computer with regret. He encountered force majeure and did not live up to Zhao Song's 5W endorsement fee.

…………

On the other side of the ocean, Bill, who was lying in the hospital, decided not to wait any longer. He issued a summons on BBS to hold the Bosozoku flash mob he had planned for a long time. Suddenly, he received a video attachment on his computer. After watching it, Bill was stunned, "

We just want a group of people to worship the mechanical dinosaur. You gave me a symphony concert? Can we still have fun?"

On April 9, 2000, the impact of the flash mob action exploded, arousing heated discussion among the people.

"Gifts to the Motherland from College Students in the New Era."

"I'm very happy that my student Wei Dezhi broke through in this performance. His timpani took control of the audience. But what made several of our old professors burst into tears was not only the little girl from the School of Mechanical Engineering, but also the affectionate voices in the audience.

Cantata.”

"It's a listening feast."

I just want to advertise! Zhao Song looked at the newspaper that Xizi brought with a confused look, and then looked at the microphones that were about to poke him in the face.

Zhonghai Market, Tesla computer main cabinet.

"Excuse me, Tesla..." The reporter felt that it was a bit convoluted: "What is Tesla's original intention for holding such an event?"

"We just wanted to hold a simple opening ceremony. It was Zhao Song from Kyoto Institute of Mechanical Engineering who used his genius creativity to plan this epoch-making flash mob event." Zhao Song was not wearing school uniform today. "Journalist sister can watch

Look at our Tesla display machine, see its unrestrained showiness... its unrestrained red color, do you feel excited?"

"...What do you think of yesterday's performance?"

"My thoughts? My thoughts are that Zhao Song from Kyoto Institute of Mechanical Engineering is so awesome for planning such an exciting performance." Zhao Song said cheerfully: "Miss, today we are doing an event at Tesla. Since the stock is already available,

Sold out, as long as you successfully place an order today, free door-to-door delivery and free installation and debugging.”

"As long as 8888, you can buy it with confidence and use it without worry. Miss, come back, the interview hasn't been finished yet!"

"...Xiko, what are you doing lying on the ground?"

"I'm looking for your face."

…………

It was already ten o'clock in the morning. For Director Qin, yesterday was really not tiring. It had only been open for an hour today, and Director Qin was already a little overwhelmed.

"Limit the flow!" Director Qin shouted into the intercom: "You do what Metro Line 2 does!"

Zhonghai has become a train station during the Spring Festival. People are bumping into each other and crowded. People who come here specifically to join in the fun are reluctant to leave. What if there is another surprise?

"Bang..." Ding Tao knocked open the office door and said anxiously: "Boss, all the display machines have been taken away. I can't stop them. The counter is empty."

Zhao Song looked at him with a blank expression. The main cabinet had long been empty. Seeing the customers who would not leave without buying something, he hid in the office in fear.

Rubbing his stiff face, Zhao Song suddenly had a flash of inspiration, pointed to the packing box in the corner, and said: "Ding Tao, you move a box of T-shirts, 88 pieces, and you can coax them away one by one."

How dark are you? Ding Tao stared at Zhao Song in shock. He was the one who settled the accounts for this batch of Tesla T-shirts. Of course he knew the cost price of this thing: "Boss, this is an electronics market."

"Then turn him into a clothing market today!"

Ding Tao had no choice but to hold the box and squeeze towards the separate cabinet.

Zhao Song took a deep breath, hugged a box and walked out of the office.

"Take a look, take a look, the beauties from the Industrial and Business University in the video have the same style, 88 a piece, you won't regret buying it, you won't be fooled..."

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