Conan: I Am Not a Snake Spirit

"Your company wants to promote new cameras, and we will not only make the new products popular, but also ensure that your company's old camera inventory can also be cleared out..." Chi Feichi said calmly to Fukada, "This is me and him. As I said, I also mentioned the price, although I don’t know how much he can increase the sales volume, but your company will definitely make a lot of money.”

Fukada Haruji: "..."

Confidence to find the source of arrogance.

On that day, Oda Kerry also told him that they could not only promote new products, but also drive the sales of old cameras, and how much sales can be increased at a minimum, but they didn't actually write it into the contract.

In the past, their new products launched more than just one advertisement. This time, they turned the quantity into quality. They found a company to do one advertisement at the price of five advertisements. As long as the sales volume is not worse than the previous new product launch, it is enough, and as long as H works normally , can have that kind of effect, then, he doesn't want to care about how much effect the 'cleaning of old goods' that Oda Kemin also said can have, the more money and the less money are earned, as a senior, he also has to show the generosity of his predecessors. .

Having said that, as the planner, Chi Feichi didn't seem to have even read the contract in detail. What happened?

A president who is responsible for signing the contract, and a project leader, the whole project is almost completed, and they don't communicate about the project?

This……

If it weren't for the company's development, he would have suspected that the company was built by a group of young people to make a fool of themselves.

Haiyuan Ai sat next to Chi Feichi and heard the conversation between Chi Feichi and Fukada, and also felt that Chi Feichi and Oda Kerry Min were too confident and arrogant, but soon after hearing the music, she turned her attention to the front on the big screen.

At the beginning of the advertisement, accompanied by a slow piano music, a tram was parked on an old platform, the picture was blues, combined with the seemingly absent piano music, very clean and fresh atmosphere of the previous "Cat's Learning" .

On the platform where people come and go, an old man with all white beard and tall and thin body got off the tram. He wore a white shirt, white trousers, and a brown vest. His clothes were ordinary, not extravagant or gorgeous. Neat and clean feeling.

This is an old man with an ordinary identity. When the camera focuses on the old man, people realize that this is the protagonist of the advertisement, but watching the old man take care of his neat clothes and shoulder bag, it is not very strange.

He should be preparing to go somewhere to do something very important and serious...

After the camera zoomed in, the old man looked towards the exit of the platform. The wrinkles and age spots on his face became less obvious under the tone, so that the complex and indistinguishable emotions in his eyes could be clearly captured by everyone.

In those eyes, there is no young man's strong emotions, hot emotions, anger, sadness and joy, and in addition to the dullness, there is a feeling of nostalgia and melancholy, but it is enough to make one's heart tremble, and soon, there is a faint trace of it. A feeling of sadness spreads through my heart.

"The season that has been waiting with you for a long time..."

Qian Heling's singing voice is light and ethereal, singing slowly, with a hint of melancholy, with a power that can soothe people's hearts.

Behind and beside the old man was a crowd of people who had been treated in a virtual state. He only stared in one direction, walked forward step by step, and walked out of the platform. He looked around with emotion, and his mood seemed to be lighter.

"It passed so silently..."

On one side of the road full of hydrangeas, the old man walked forward slowly and firmly, and when he noticed someone coming from behind him, he looked sideways.

The boy and girl in the high school uniform ran over. In the clean picture, the short-haired girl turned around, smiled and smashed the boy beside her with her schoolbag.

"The rain is pouring down on this street..."

The old man stared at the backs of the two of them, his eyes still carrying weak but real emotions, and he was stunned by nostalgia, but soon softened, with a smile on his face, and continued to walk towards the empty front.

"With a little bit of guilt and apology..."

The shots are cut properly, so that the rhythm is slow and not procrastinated.

The old man walked down the high steps, looked ahead, his eyes brightened, and the smile on his face became stronger.

When he arrived at the seaside, he faced the surging sea alone, stopped quietly and stared at it for a moment, and took out a photo from his pocket.

The close-up of the photo is the coast in front of me, and it seems to be the same location.

"I swear that there will be no more crying days, and such times are over..."

"I haven't noticed the broken heart yet, I'm the only one left..."

The old man looked at the photo, then looked up at the sea, his eyes were gentle and sad.

When the camera turned, a high school girl in uniform appeared beside him, with a white shirt, a black knee-length skirt, white socks, and short hair fluttering back by the sea breeze.

Under the blues whitened lens, the two of them, the sea and the beach are so clean and pure.

The old man turned around slowly, his eyes kept on the high school girl.

The high school girl also turned her head sideways, raised her face slightly, looked back with soft eyes, and reached out to slowly touch the old man's face.

"The two people in my memory can always live on..."

After the girl lightly touched the old man's face with her fingers, the old man showed a smile, picked up the camera that was on his back, and aimed it at the girl in front.

In an instant, the old man under the camera turned into a high school boy in a clean white shirt, holding a camera in his hand and photographing a girl with a sweet smile.

"Your voice is still echoing in your chest now, it's the shadow of wandering love..."

When putting down the camera, the young men and women smiled sweetly, held each other's hands, and ran on the beach.

"You were crying softly at that time, but I didn't notice..."

Qian Heling's singing is still soft, it seems that it will not be disturbed by the development of the plot, and it seems to be completely integrated into the white beach.

Hai Yuanai silently watched the big screen.

It's a hallucination... no, it should be a memory...

The old man walked out of the station, and the young men and women he saw on the road with hydrangea flowers were memories of walking, laughing, and fighting with the girl he loved on that road.

The old man stood by the sea, and when he turned his head, he saw the girl he loved, and the one who picked up the camera and pointed at the girl was him when he was young.

A group of people brought by Fukada also quietly watched the big screen. Some had red eyes, and some raised their hands and quickly wiped the corners of their eyes.

(╥_╥)

They should have come here with a critical heart and a belief in evaluating the value of advertising for the company. Why are they fascinated by watching it?

The camera just now was their new product, right? Yeah?

They don't want to think about coming to work at all, bastard!

However, it's still H's style.

The atmosphere is still so clean and fresh, there are no lines, only slow and ethereal chants, but people can read the stories inside, the emotions that are affected are delicate and restrained, and... it is also easy to cry...

On the screen, the picture turned again, and the old man was standing alone by the sea again, slowly closing his eyes.

In the picture captured by the camera, the short-haired high school girl had a bright smile on her face, which was ruffled by the wind.

The next second, young male and female high school students stood on the open football field, the boy was still photographing the girl with the camera, and the two quickly started chasing after laughing.

"It's not to know where your bottom line is..."

Under the camera lens, the smiling face of the girl when she ran was still sunny, full of happiness.

The place where the photo was taken was in the wild again. When the girl was being photographed, she suddenly took the camera and pointed it at the boy. This time, the smiling boy appeared in the camera lens.

"Not to live because of this..."

The camera lens changed, and she became a beautiful woman in a white wedding dress. There was still the shadow of a girl in her facial features.

And the one who took the photo for her was a boy in a black dress.

Haibara Ai quietly let out a sigh of relief.

It's okay, it's okay, it's not a pity, the two are together after all.

The group of people in Fukada also quietly breathed a sigh of relief, their expressions soothing.

The sadness is relieved a little.

"But I still opened a new window facing the sea..."

During the singing, the bride and groom laughed and took pictures alone. The camera switched between the camera's perspective and the outside perspective. The relatives and friends who were beside them with blessings from the petals also sent a joy.

Soon, another woman was sitting on the hospital bed with a baby in her arms, smiling happily.

The man who became a husband and father stood by the bed, recording his wife's smiling face and that new life with a camera.

It's just that the color of the picture is still pale, and the song sung by Qian Heling also has a vague melancholy, which makes people's mood never rise.

"In the distance of the waves, I really feel the end..."

The camera turns from black to a room.

At night, there was a photo of a woman wearing a white wedding dress on the table with the lamp on, and the color tone returned to normal, no longer as pale as before.

The old man sat at the table, looking down at the album, with a gentle smile on his face.

"I just want to stretch out my hands, look up to the sky, feel the wind..."

In high school, a photo of a girl with short hair looking sideways; a bigger photo of a girl with a low ponytail on both sides sitting quietly and looking up at the camera...

"As long as you live, you will definitely be able to return to a place that existed a long time ago..."

The old man took out one of them, wrinkled his facial features as if holding back tears, and under his drooping eyelids, his eyes still stared at the girl in the photo, his fingers lightly rubbed the photo, and finally the tears were still flowing, and he had to take off his glasses. , raised his hand to wipe the tears.

"Even at night, the seasons are changing..."

Looking at the wedding photos, the old man cried bitterly.

The picture was transferred to the hospital again. The old man was wearing a gray-black sweater, still standing beside the bed, raised the camera, but aimed at the weak wife on the hospital bed.

On the hospital bed, the gray-haired woman cooperated with her head sideways and looked at the camera, just like when she was young~www.NovelMTL.com~ waiting for her lover to leave a photo with time and memories for her.

The old man reluctantly left the last photo, and after putting down the camera, he leaned down tremblingly and put his hands on the quilt.

Cruelly, there was no crying in the picture, only the ethereal and slow singing, which made people feel even more depressed.

"The rainy season will end soon..."

The old woman slowly put her hand on the old man's hand, and pushed the camera in the direction of the old man's arms.

"In memory, the two of them can live forever..."

In the memories, the girl still ran with a smile.

And in the room, the old man at the table couldn't help crying while looking at the photo, but he couldn't bear to wrinkle the photo in his hand, and tapped his head with the other hand.

"Your voice is still resounding in your chest, it's the shadow of a hesitant love..."

Between the memories and the painful old man's transition, the old man stood on the shore again, his hand hanging down by his side was gently held by another hand with the same loose skin.

The old man turned his head, looked at his equally elderly wife, leaned in and kissed gently.

"You were crying softly at that time, but I didn't notice..."

The scene after that turned into a shallow kiss between young male and female high school students back then. After the two looked at each other tenderly, they stood by the sea holding hands and facing the camera.

The male high school student picked up the camera in his right hand and pointed it at the sea.

Finally, big, hateful words popped out, explaining the product name...

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