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At the end of the song, applause rang out warmly.

The little girl's father walked up and said, "Young man, thank you for this music for my daughter, did you create it live?"

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

"Genius!" the little girl's father gave a thumbs up, "My name is Mike, and I currently work in a financial investment company, let's leave a phone number!

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

As soon as it was over, another middle-aged man stepped forward and said, "Young man, I have a café in the 798 Art District, would you like to come and play the piano?

Li Zhifan waved his hand and smiled, "No, I still have to catch a plane, and I will have a chance to talk in the future!"

"Hey......"

The man was just about to stay, but when he saw Li Zhifan turn his head and call Zhang Yao and a few people to leave, he didn't forget to take the drink he hadn't finished drinking.

Out of the door, Zhang Yao chased after him: "Hey, what a good opportunity, why don't you agree to him?"

Li Zhifan glanced at him: "You said that café owner?"

"Yes!" Zhang Yao said, "How good it is to find yourself a part-time job, and people have said that you should raise the salary yourself!"

"Not interested!"

Li Zhifan shook his head, after having a celebrity red envelope group, what he is looking forward to is to be able to grab songs, films and other works, step into the entertainment industry one step closer, and sell fans to the peak of entertainment.

……

Haneda Airport, Tokyo.

After a few hours on the flight, all the members of the exchange group were sleepy and tired.

Li Zhifan is the same, the first thing he did after getting off the plane was to go to the hotel to sleep quickly.

But it backfired, there was a long queue at the immigration counter, and the Japanese staff seemed to nod their heads, as if they were very friendly, but in fact they were slow to act, and the inspection was outrageously detailed.

Especially for Chinese people, there is a separate round of customs inspection procedures before passing through the inspection desk and leaving the airport after receiving luggage, while those white-skinned pigs with high noses do not need to go through customs directly.

It took more than an hour for the members of the exchange group to complete the review, but there were other Huaxia people behind them, still waiting to be subjected to a long review.

Out of the airport, at a glance saw the pick-up bus and the banner of "Welcome the members of the Huaxia Chaoyang Art Exchange Group to Japan", Tao Jiping took the lead and stepped forward to complain to the other party's pick-up representative about the review of the customs just now.

"Ha, please don't mind Tao Sang and the members, the censorship system has always been like this, and we can't do anything outside, we're in a hurry!"

The smiling face of the Japanese representative in front of him was like a chrysanthemum-flower, but the Chinese was quite standard, "Tao Sang, quickly arrange for the members to get on the bus!" Now departure, it is expected to reach Yokohama in forty minutes, the hotel has been booked, everyone take a rest, and hold a reception banquet for everyone in the evening!"

"Hmm!"

Tao Jiping turned around and commanded everyone to get into the car.

Arriving at the hotel, Li Zhifan and Xu Ming were in the same room.

Both of them were the same, lying in bed and not bothering to move, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

It wasn't until four o'clock in the afternoon that Li Zhifan woke up, got up and washed his face, and went to the next room to find that Xu Ming was still sleeping on his back.

Walked back to the living room, saw a refrigerator at the door, put drinks and alcohol in it, glanced at the price, although in addition to the numbers, he couldn't understand any Japanese, but the unit was yen, and there was not much money for RMB, so he opened it and picked a bottle of drink.

Just as I was about to close the door, I found that there was a layer below with cigarettes and TT.

This hotel is quite humane, but unfortunately the tt itself can't be used, as for cigarettes...... What does RB smoke taste like?

Li Zhifan was itchy in his heart, looked at the marked price and picked out a box of medium-priced cigarettes, then sat on the sofa, opened the package and lit one, and drank the drink, which was very comfortable.

When I was bored, I swept Xu Ming's luggage, especially his guitar, and I couldn't help but want to try my hand and see how good this Apaul's guitar skills were.

Snuff out the cigarette butt, get up and open the piano bag, which contains an electric guitar.

Li Zhifan doesn't know any brand, but the shape looks very majestic, not the common style on the market.

The right hand fumbles for the strings, and the left hand subconsciously presses out a few chords, almost without thinking.

And as long as he thought of a melody in his head, his hand involuntarily played it.

It's just that the sound of this electric guitar is very low when it doesn't connect the stereo, and he can only hear a little bit of what sound he plays.

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

……

Early the next morning.

The members of the exchange group traveled to Fujino University for the first day of exchange with the art troupe of the university.

After getting off the bus in the school gymnasium, many students from our school watched and pointed at them.

And what they say is also in Japanese that they don't understand at all.

Although Li Zhifan does not have any performance tasks, his temperament must be maintained well, since he has gone abroad, he can't embarrass the Chinese people, so he straightens his waist, his instrument is lofty, and he walks vigorously and vigorously in a few steps.

The members of the Fujino School Art Troupe have been waiting for the entrance for a long time, and there are not many of them, and not all of them are current students, and the art troupe is also a performance organization to the outside world, but no matter how old they are, they are also graduates of the school.

"Whoa!"

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

The members of the Chinese exchange group stood in line, and everyone did not prepare for the rehearsal in advance, only applauded in unison.

"Mr. Tao!"

A woman who is very fluent in Chinese walked up, "Hello, welcome everyone, my name is Bai Linjie, I am a teacher of Chinese at Fujino University, and I will be the translator this time!"

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

Bai Linjie hurriedly shook back, and then introduced a few people around her, "This is Mr. Hayabusa Suzuki, Councilor of Yamashita Town, Naka Ward, Professor Masashi Seto, the instructor of the Fujino School Art Troupe, and Akisuke Kurosawa, the head of the organization of the League and the president of the student union. ”

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

After the meeting, the Chinese side was seated, and the two sides first started an exchange and meeting -- that is, the responsible leaders of the two sides stood up and spoke, and like reciting a script, they were all about promoting culture, developing bilateral relations, friendly and peaceful coexistence, strengthening cultural exchanges in the future, and other formal remarks.

Li Zhifan sat in the last row, staring at the boss, afraid that he would be tortured and trapped by such a boring meeting.