Li Xinyu noticed the frightened expression on the face of the girl wearing promotional clothes when she looked at Zhang Ke. When she came to the Toshiba booth, she couldn't help looking back. Seeing that the girl was still looking at her and Zhang Ke, she asked suspiciously, "since you know each other, why should you pretend to be a stranger and go away?"

"It depends on how you know each other," Zhang Ke glanced back. The Shanghai speaking girl turned her head in a panic. "She doesn't necessarily want me to recognize her on this occasion." she can't think of how to say the word "wine girl". Zhang Ke only mixed an English explanation with Li Xin, "bargirl I met yesterday..."

"..." Li Xinyu looked at Zhang Ke with open eyes and said suspiciously, "even if it doesn't matter anymore, don't you need to cover up when you do such a thing?"

"Just drinking, what do you need to cover up?" Zhang Ke spread his hands and asked Li Xinyu in doubt.

"...." Li Xinyu pursed slightly, and there was really nothing to protest. When she saw others looking up at the display screen above the hall, she looked up, and the video ads of exhibitors were playing on the display screen.

On the screen are RB ordinary streets in residential areas. In the Japanese songs with a slight taste of jazz music - unfortunately, the voice in the exhibition hall is very noisy. The Japanese songs in the video sound vague, but you can probably feel the brisk rhythm. Kimura tuozai, with long hair and braids, runs from a distance to the camera according to the rhythm of the music, He only saw milky white headphones stuffed in his ears on both sides, and the headphone cable extended to the palm of his hand. However, the player was held in the palm of his hand, revealing only a silver corner reflecting the brilliance of the sunrise. The picture switches to the street outside the community. The bus comes from a distance. Long Songzi, dressed as urban white-collar women such as skirts and high-heeled shoes, is still a distance from the bus stop. Seeing the bus coming, he starts to run. Headphones are stuffed in both ears, and the headphone cable is connected to the women's bag on the messenger. When the bus closes the door, song Longzi rushes to the bus, The fashionable bag bumped into the door, which made people wonder whether the player in the bag would be damaged. Matsumoto's obsessed expression of enjoying music on his face did not change. He just gave the driver a moving smile, and the music outside the picture did not stop at all... Kimura tuoya ran away from the camera and didn't stop until the coast crowded with white yachts, Jump on a yacht, lie on the white painted deck, stretch your limbs, close your eyes and spread your hands. The iPlayer rolls down to the deck, but the music doesn't stop. The picture then changes to the situation where Matsumoto rushes into the office, takes out the iPlayer from his bag and puts it on the office table... At the end of the picture, an advertising sentence is printed: "enjoy music anytime, anywhere, iPlayer, i-d-e-a..."

Many visitors stopped in the hall and looked up at the advertisement. It's not that the advertisement is so fancy. It's just one of a series of Japanese advertisements shot for iPlayer. Jinhu can't buy more advertising time even if it wants to pay. This short 15 seconds can't reflect the fancy of the whole series of advertisements, but the iPlayer is portable The characteristics of earthquake resistance are clearly revealed, but the main reason why many visitors stop to watch is that the male and female protagonists in the advertising video are precisely the male and female protagonists of this autumn and winter RB most popular TV series. This Japanese drama called love century is broadcast on Fuji every Monday, As a result, the turnover of entertainment venues in Tokyo fell sharply on Monday.

"How dare you invite Takeshi Kimura and Takako Matsumura to speak for your products in Rb? It's conceivable that your booth will be full of people." Li Xinyu bowed slightly, holding Kun bag in both hands between her knees, looking a little impatient with sore feet. It's hard to imagine that Jinhu can sign Takeshi Kimura and Takako Matsumura to speak for the advertisement at the same time.

"The agreement was signed before the autumn. There are many white-collar workers who like the love century. We also feel like we have found treasure. Paying so much endorsement fee is also worth the ticket price..." Zhang Ke indicated whether to sit in the nearby rest area for a while. Li Xin smiled softly and obediently followed Zhang Ke to the rest area. The screen in the rest area also played the exhibitor's advertisement. Li Xinyu waited attentively for the video advertisement of iPlayer to appear. She also took out the iPlayer Zhang Ke gave her and raised it to him, saying: "compared with iPlayer, I look forward to Kimura's performance in the advertisement..." unfortunately, there were too many manufacturers participating in the exhibition, and her neck was sour, They didn't wait for the video advertisement of iPlayer to be broadcast on the big screen. They puffed up their cheeks and looked like they were going to be discouraged.

"Why do you choose to cooperate with Deyi? Or do you not have enough self-confidence?" Li Xinyu fiddled with the iPlayer in his hand and found that there were songs stored in it - each iPlayer displayed on the booth of Jinhu today was full of recent singles released by Takuya Kimura and Takako Matsumura.

"That's right..." Zhang Ke didn't deny it. Seeing Li Xinyu gesturing to his head, he tilted his head and asked her to plug a headset into her ear.

"The sound quality is better than expected," said Li Xinyu, plugging another earphone into his ear. Although the music gently swings his body and looks innocent, "no wonder Zai Zhu is so nervous. Unfortunately, some people in the headquarters don't think so..."

Zhang Ke was sitting in a cold plastic chair. I remember media reports that Li Xinyu had secretly chosen to be the next generation successor of Hg Samsung before hanging herself The gorgeous face and outstanding talent weave a stunning and sad picture on the girl.

"Promise..." Li Xinyu saw the sales promotion lady standing in the corner of the rest area, looked this way, pushed Zhang Ke's shoulder and let him see.

Zhang Ke looked at the girl who could speak Shanghai dialect. He had some doubts in his eyes. He didn't know what was wrong with her.

The girl hesitated and said to Zhang Ke in Japanese, "can you talk in private..." when she saw the badge on Zhang Ke's chest, she asked in doubt, "aren't you a staff member here?"

The ID Badge issued by the exhibition center to the exhibitors was very similar to that of the staff. A closer look showed the difference. Zhang Ke realized that the girl was walking around in front of him. He was worried that the staff here would tell about her drinking in the bar at night, and asked with a smile: "I don't work for the exhibition. You and Jiamei work here. Why didn't you see her?" Jiamei is another girl's name, mostly false.

"She also works in Shinjuku during the day..." the girl was a little shy about this kind of thing. She seemed to want to explain it for herself, but she hesitated to take a look at Li Xin.

"I don't mind him going to Shinjuku's bar," Li Xinyu said cunningly. "If I can, I'd like to ask him to take me to Shinjuku's bar..."

Zhang Ke tilted his lips. Unexpectedly, another girl has become a "professional girl" in Rb, and he did not expose Li Xinyu's misleading remarks.

The girl was surprised to see Li Xinyu. How could a girl not mind her boyfriend haunting that kind of place?

Li Xinyu was very proud of her little trick and asked the girl to sit down and talk.

"Our rest time is very short..." the girl sat down and explained the reason why she couldn't stay more.

"I'm from Hg and my name is Li Xinyu..." Li Xinyu said hello to the girl eagerly. She has lived in RB for a long time, and her Japanese accent is round and correct. She also helps Zhang Ke correct her Japanese pronunciation from time to time.

"Others call me Mrs. Murakami..."

"Say your Chinese name..." Zhang Ke said mercilessly, exposing her identity directly in Mandarin. Looking at the panicked look of the girl, the corners of her mouth pouted slightly and the tone of her voice was cruel. "Didn't you think that it would be Chinese compatriots who fooled around with the Yankees in Shinjuku song and dance town?" At the end of the 1990s, more than one fifth of Chinese students studying in various universities near Tokyo were from Shanghai, and girls accounted for the majority. It is really unclear what kind of illusory dreams these girls want to pursue when they come to RB?

The girl was always worried that Zhang Ke would expose the fact that she was drinking in the bar. She went to the Convention and Exhibition Center to do odd jobs with her classmates who were studying in Rb at the same time. She never wanted to let her classmates know about this. Maybe she was still struggling to go to the bar to drink. At this time, her fragile mind was suddenly defeated, and she limped down from her seat and sat on the cold marble floor He covered his face and cried bitterly.

Now it's Zhang Ke's turn to have a headache, and the eyes of the tourists in the rest area are attracted by the cry. A peerless and charming girl and a handsome young man in suits and shoes are at a loss. A beautiful sales promotion girl wearing a high forked bikini with half of her snow-white hips exposed sits on the cold ground and cries. This scene is also strange enough.

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