Chapter 118: Request

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But even airplane models are relatively rare for girls like her.

After all, among the girls of similar age he has come into contact with, such as Xiao Asuka, Xiaonan, Maya, and Hina, there are some who like strawberry milk and some who like bread, but he has never heard of anyone who likes it. For an airplane model, this is truly an unprecedented first time——

Of course, the former may also be because he is an active idol now, so he has to choose something more idol-like to like, but the truth may not be like this.

For example, a certain little bird said in front of the camera every day that if you give her strawberry milk, she will always stick to you, but in private, Baiyunshan has fed her countless boxes, and this guy has never really fulfilled his promise. Another example is a certain silly Apple who claims to be the Apple Princess, but turns out she doesn’t even look at her. Only after asking did she find out that this guy is actually allergic to apples. This is the lie of the century.

In the end, I was the only one who kept it consistent, and said I didn’t eat meat, so I didn’t eat meat. As a result, even if I didn’t eat meat, my growth rate in a certain area was so fast that the two girls in front of me were hung up and beaten - well, plus the birth The kind that Koma, Nishino, and Hashimoto can barely beat...

Back to the topic.

After a while, Baiyunshan lowered his head and looked at the time, and then suddenly remembered his original purpose.

Nearly twenty minutes had passed now, but he still couldn't find the ideal destination, so he hesitated for a moment, then raised his head and asked Mr. Suzuki: "I'm sorry, Mr. Suzuki, I said it before, I came here this time to help with publicity, so I wanted to ask... Do you know where there are more people around here, or where the publicity effect is better?"

"Eh? Propaganda?"

Mr. Suzuki was stunned when he heard this, and then he pondered slightly. After all, he was from Akita and had been to this place many times, so he was no stranger to the surrounding environment. After a moment of thinking, he came up with the answer.

Mr. Suzuki said: "Recently, there will be some sort of Kanto Festival, and there will be a food festival or something like that at a venue near here—"

Baiyun Mountain’s eyes lit up, a food festival, which sounded pretty good.

But the other party quickly added: "But those things are used to fool outsiders. If you really want to promote it, the cultural center in the city is the real place to go. A cultural conference is being held there, and it's very lively. Not to mention the degree, the publicity effect alone is definitely much better than any food festival."

"Oh, why is this?"

Baiyun Mountain was a little surprised.

Mr. Suzuki smiled mysteriously and explained: "You probably don't know, but that is not an ordinary cultural conference. To be precise, it is a large-scale cultural festival jointly organized by Akita Prefecture and several surrounding counties, covering almost all of these places. All famous writers, painters, artists, screenwriters, etc., as long as they are ranked, will receive invitations, it can be said to be a rare event!"

"In the past, it was held every three years, and each time it was more grand. Every time it was held, you could see a lot of reports on TV and newspapers. This time, because of the earthquake last year, it was postponed until now. It can be said that it has attracted the attention of the entertainment industry. A place like this. You think, if we want to promote it, wouldn’t this kind of place be more suitable?”

Baiyunshan nodded when he heard this. Yes, this kind of event venue that has attracted much attention and has the bonus of other media and television stations. If it is used for promotion, it will definitely be several levels better than some food festival. This is absolutely without doubt. . The only strange thing is, how did the other party know so clearly?

As if aware of his doubts, Mr. Suzuki smiled slightly and said: "To be honest, apart from my usual visit to see the works left by my father, the main purpose of my visit this time is for this event. Come. I have come a few times before, but I regret not being able to go inside. I just hope that this time I can fulfill my wish, at least... I can at least take my daughter in and have a look."

Baiyunshan was a little curious: "You couldn't get in the past few times? Could it be that this event has a high threshold?"

"I can't say that the threshold is very high -"

Mr. Suzuki scratched his head in embarrassment: "Every event will set a requirement and condition. Only those who meet these conditions are eligible to enter. For example, the condition last time was that you need to draw a good painting on the spot, although the style is not the same. There are limits, but unfortunately I didn’t inherit my father’s mantle and didn’t have the strength, so I could only return with regrets——”

"I see."

Bai Yunshan nodded, and Mr. Suzuki asked: "How is it? Do Bai Sang consider going? If possible, we can go there together -"

Baiyunshan thought for a while and listened in one breath. This place is undoubtedly very tempting for their current situation, especially under the premise that they have barely met a few people along the way. This way they can get The answer to whether to go to a place with a lot of exposure is already obvious.

"It's okay to go, but allow me to make a phone call first to inform the others."

Baiyunshan answered.

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Half an hour later, Kawakage Ai, who set off first, took the little idols to the venue mentioned earlier, while Baiyunshan, who came with Mr. Suzuki and his daughter, arrived about five or six minutes later. It's long overdue.

The fact is indeed as Mr. Suzuki said. As soon as you arrive at the scene, you can see the crowds of people, rubbing shoulders, which is completely opposite to the deserted and deserted place you just saw along the way. It seems that the reason why those places are deserted is because people are all concentrated. It's normal to get here. There are men, women, and children of all ages and statuses. In addition to various media, teachers from schools can also be seen bringing students here. Obviously they are not willing to miss such a grand event.

"This is no longer just a simple cultural conference. With the participation of so many celebrity writers, the crowd of media reporters, and this obvious test of threshold, to a certain extent, it can even be said that it is A place to prove yourself, that’s why teachers bring their students here——”

Mr. Suzuki added with some emotion upon seeing this.

Baiyunshan glanced at the young students over there. They seemed to be not much younger than himself. They should be at the age of going to college and were brought here by their mentor.

This kind of place is under the spotlight, and being able to enter is to add to one's resume. People who are in need naturally don't want to miss it.

However, these details were obviously not what he cared about. He turned his head again and looked around a few times with his height advantage. Finally he saw the position of his little idols, so he said sorry to Mr. Suzuki first, and then continued all the way. Pushing through the crowd, he came near them.

As soon as they met, Baiyunshan felt that the atmosphere was slightly tense.

"What's wrong? Why haven't you guys gone in yet? Has the event not started yet? But I just saw someone going in -"

"No, Baiyun-sang, you can already go in, but you still have to complete the requirements."

Seeing Baiyunshan back, the girls were obviously relieved and seemed a little excited. Then when they heard his question, they answered with distressed expressions.

"Require?"

Baiyunshan was stunned for a moment, remembering the information that Mr. Suzuki had just told him. He knew that if he had not received the invitation in advance, he would have to meet the requirements set by the organizer before he could enter. However, he did not expect that he would have the Sony building behind him. Dashan actually needed to meet the requirements honestly like everyone else, so he subconsciously asked: "What is the request this time?"

"The requirement is to write a haiku of good quality on the spot. As for whether it is qualified, there will be a special staff test. It is said that if the writing is good, someone from the organizer will come out to welcome it. Just now Kawakage-san and staff-san went over to try it. I took the test, but it seems that I failed—"