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[The Girls' School Teacher] (Episode 19, Chapter 5) 

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Chapter Five: Ad Launch



After breakfast, we quickly got to work.



Since our ad concept had just been submitted, it would take considerable time to complete. The earliest we could get the files was this morning

Tokyo time, allowing us to provide feedback and make revisions until everything was perfect before

they started airing.



It was 9 AM, which was 1 AM Stockholm time. The customer is king, so even

so late, Du Helun insisted on staying at the company and sending us all the newly completed ad clips as video files

. Of course, this was just the initial file; post-production and processing were also crucial.



Kana's idea of "sexy beauties and children"

was exactly as .



A group of men, sitting or standing on the street, suddenly stared.

Following , a tall, sexy, and voluptuous blonde woman

appeared on the television screen, her breasts partially exposed, wearing a fiery red mini-skirt and high heels. From behind, her plump buttocks were taut, displaying

an exaggeratedly pert shape.



Such a sexy woman naturally makes men drool, and in their eyes

, the exquisite PS bag she's carrying is clearly overlooked.



Western girls, especially beautiful ones, are

fearless , even taking pride in it. This sexy woman was just like that; with her chest out and head held high, her delicate

high heels seemed to tread on the hearts of men with every step.



Suddenly, the sexy woman's eyes turned to the men's faces, and she saw that they were all looking

behind her. The possessive and amazed looks from before were gone, replaced by surprise and curiosity.



The sexy woman couldn't stand having her spotlight stolen, and she casually turned her head...



and the scene froze.



The way the camera handled this turn was exceptionally professional,

perfectly capturing her alluring charm and shocked expression.



Next, the scene shifted to the sky, the blue sky and white clouds under the sunlight, as beautiful as could be.



Against this backdrop, accompanied by upbeat music, a series of crisp yet chaotic footsteps sounded, occasionally

interspersed with a few muffled sounds and the startled cries of a sexy woman.



Five seconds later, the background music resumed with children's laughter, and the scene shifted back to the ground.

The once alluring and sexy woman was now sprawled on the ground. The camera panned down, capturing

the bewilderment and disorientation on her face, and clearly showing a

child's .



The camera moved further down, revealing not only her incredibly hot figure

but also small handprints and footprints on her partially exposed, snow-white breasts… and further down, on her

thighs …



This scene, far from diminishing her allure, added a unique kind of temptation, the

kind that makes you want to pounce on her.



At this moment, the children's laughter grew louder, and the camera shifted to a short distance away, where more than twenty

children were scrambling for a beautifully packaged box—the very same PSI that the sexy woman had been holding earlier.

With each snatch, the box was tossed into the air, making the PSI logo very conspicuous.



Then, as the children's laughter faded into the distance, the commercial ended.



"Clap clap clap..."



Kana clapped her hands excitedly, "Fantastic! Absolutely fantastic! Toshio, my commercial is sure to be the most popular

!"



I smiled and nodded. Undeniably, Du Helun's team had some talent; the commercial

was even better than I had imagined, especially the sexy woman—she was truly remarkable, possessing

an innate allure. I had never known that Sweden had such a beautiful and sexy woman; she

elevated the entire commercial's appeal by at least one level.



However, I also noticed a factor: precisely because the sexy woman was so outstanding, the later, equally well-

done shot of constantly tossing PSIs was completely overshadowed by her.



However, regardless, as Kana praised, it was still a fantastic advertisement, enough

to make many people like it.



I didn't mention this minor flaw to Kana, but Yuko, standing next to me, blurted out

, "The beauty is too beautiful, are people looking at the beauty or at PS1?"



"Oh..."



Kana, who had been overjoyed, froze, her radiant smile fading. After a moment of contemplation, a defiant look appeared on her face.

"Don't men like beauties like this? While focusing on the beauty, our PS1 will

also attract attention, right... Toshio, tell me, do you like this sexy beauty?"



The little girl used me as a shield.



I smiled gently, "I do like it, but Easterners and Westerners have different tastes.

I prefer Eastern beauties a bit more. Speaking of this advertisement, I think the beauty and PS1 complement each other

very well. Don't overthink it; there's no advertisement that everyone likes."



"Mmm!"



The dreamlike beauty nodded repeatedly, looking incredibly cute.



Having received approval, she looked at Yuko triumphantly, "See? Even Toshio said it was good... Let's

not say any more, let's watch the second commercial."



Yuko, naturally shy and reserved, didn't say anything, but gently tapped the file to start

playing the second commercial, which was Yuko's own idea.



The screen unfolded, revealing a lush, fairytale world in the foreground, accompanied by

the melodious .



Standing among the flowers and plants was an adorable "Doraemon," the

classic animated character created by two famous Japanese manga artists, Fujiko Fujio. He opened his big,憨厚 (honest and simple) mouth and smiled at people

. A famous Swedish child star provided the voice for his laughter, which sounded crisp and clear. This

heartfelt laughter instantly lifted one's spirits.



The scene lasted only five seconds before ending, but on the final screen, a very...

The cartoonish "psii" lettering, with a small "Dona-Meng"

head inside the semi-circular "p," perfectly transitioned from the previous scene.



"Great, great!" I clapped my hands in praise, "Simple yet not empty, very childlike, kids

will definitely love it!"



Yuko smiled, not seeming as happy as Kana, but the satisfied smile in her eyes was undeniable

.



"But isn't this a bit too simple?"



Kana questioned.



"Isn't that perfect?"



I said calmly, "Your ad is twenty-three seconds, Yuko's is seven seconds, making

a , so there's no need for further editing."



"No editing needed!" the two women said in unison, clearly satisfied with Nobel Television

Commercial Company.



"Next up is Toshio's, right?"



Kana picked up her green tea and asked while taking a sip.



"Hmm..."



Yuko said seriously, "I don't want to see it... I don't want to be upset..."



"Pfft..."



As it turns out, honest people are more effective at telling jokes.



Kana, upon hearing Yuko's lame joke, immediately spat out her green tea, which landed right on Yuko's

hair , causing the shy beauty to look at her best friend with an innocent expression.



"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."



Kana coughed as she apologized, "Who told you to make me laugh?"



However, her apology didn't seem very sincere at all.



I handed a tissue to the shy beauty, and after she thanked me softly, she gently dried her hair, her smooth and

beautiful appearance resembling a graceful lady who had stepped out of an ancient painting.



After the joke, the beauties naturally still wanted to watch the third commercial, regardless of whether they had no

hope .



"Give me Playstationii!"



"Give me Playstationii!"



"Give me Playstationii!"



Against a backdrop of a small mountain of PS1 boxes, three seven- or

eight-year-old children repeatedly shouted the same phrase while laughing for fifteen seconds, making the two pretty girls shake their heads.



"It's...so awkward!"



Kana hesitated for a moment before saying in a gentler tone, "Toshio, you don't seem like the kind of

person who would make such a vulgar advertisement. Why do you have to do it like this? Do you think that the more kids shout,

the more people will buy? Isn't that a bit too naive?"



"Vulgar, boring, and annoying!"



This was Yuko's very fair assessment.



It was clear that the two beauties didn't understand why I did this, and they really wanted me

to come up with a better idea to replace this really bad advertisement.



I was quite firm. "We've already done it, so if it doesn't work, we can change it. Maybe this ad will

have an unexpected effect."



"Yeah, of course it will,"



Kana said seriously. "If viewers see your ad, they won't want to buy PS1 anymore, and it will be a waste of

Yuko and my hard work."



"That's not necessarily true,"



I said gently. "Kana-san, let's make a bet. If this ad is successful, you'll

do something for me; if I lose, I'll do something for you."



"Okay!"



Kana clapped her hands excitedly, her dreamy face sparkling with a captivating light. "Junxiong... you're

doomed! You've lost before the competition even started... Let me think, should I ask you to give me a back massage, or should I become your little

follower?"



After a bit of laughter and banter, we connected with Du Helun's video call.



"Mr. Du Helun, we are very grateful for the efforts you and your company's staff have made,"

I praised. "We are very satisfied with all three commercials, and you can proceed with the arrangements for their broadcast."



"Hehe, of course!" Du Helun's reply was also full of confidence. "This

was done by our best team of Nobel Prize-winning talents. Don't be fooled by the fact that you have a version that's less than a minute long; we

've actually repeated it hundreds of times and made countless revisions to achieve this effect."



Westerners don't like subtlety; they prefer direct praise. Consequently, they are also very proud when talking about their

achievements , unlike Easterners who understand humility and subtlety.



For example, a simple example is that Japanese companies, regardless of

size while in Europe and America, you hear more of "our own company"

or "our group."



Both approaches reflect the different cultures of the East and West, and the advantages and disadvantages of each are self-evident.



I nodded and smiled. "Mr. Du Helun, when is the earliest it can air on television?"



Du Helun said seriously, "Before we talk about airing, let's stick to the contract and discuss

the production cost of the advertisement."



"Sure, please go ahead."



"The first sexy beauty advertisement is roughly ten million US dollars; the second one is simpler, only

one million will do, and the third one is even simpler... Since there are many more opportunities to cooperate, we won't

charge you ."



Du Helun readily stated his price.



"This price... isn't it a bit too expensive?"



Kana leaned forward and said, "Mr. Du Helun, although you've done an excellent job, as far as I know, the biggest advertisement

your Nobel Television Advertising Company has ever done was only five million US dollars. Why

is it doubled here? Do you think we're easy to bully because I'm Japanese?"



"No, no, no!" Du Helun shook his head repeatedly, "Dear Ms. Takagawa, we have always been

honest and fair to everyone. To fulfill your request, I went to great lengths to invite

Jululi, currently Europe's hottest sex symbol, to participate in this performance. I'm sure every man who sees this

advertisement will be unable to close his eyes!"



"That's true, but even top European actresses only get five

million This Ms. Jululi, no matter how beautiful she is, can't compare to Victoria and the others, right?"



Kana pressed on, not letting up. She had done her research and found that American celebrities

commanded the highest , while European ones were a bit lower. For example, Victoria, from the very famous British Spice Girls,

only received a mere five million US dollars for an underwear advertisement earlier this year, despite her immense popularity.



"Ahem! There's no way around it. Our Nobel Prize isn't very well-known, so hiring Ms. Jululi naturally

incurs higher costs. Add to that the production costs, overtime pay, and all sorts of other expenses..."



Du Helun rambled on, calculating the details, but no matter how he calculated, the old gentleman seemed to think that ten million

US dollars was a bit unreasonable.



However, as the saying goes, "No businessman is without guile," and Du Helun's behavior was questionable, but he still kept nagging about

getting the money. After all, besides all the production costs, he still needed to make a profit, and how much he made

depended entirely on his own abilities.



"Why is the third advertisement free?"



Yuko interrupted the old man and asked softly.



Du Helun also knew that this shy and beautiful girl was Akio Morita's granddaughter.

He had met the famous Akio Morita a few times and greatly admired this

powerful figure who had built a small company into a world-class corporation. Therefore, he treated Yuko with a very gentle attitude.



"Ms. Morita, because..." Du Helun was a little embarrassed to speak, "because our company's creative

and production staff unanimously believe that making such a disgusting and vulgar advertisement is an insult to our status,

so they resolutely refuse to accept payment, and they have one request... Could you please not put our company's name on the production

company list ?"



"Hahahaha..."



For once, the dreamlike and beautiful girl laughed heartily without any regard for her image, her breasts

trembling uncontrollably, extremely alluring.



Du Helun wiped the sweat from his brow with a wry smile, thinking, "It's not that I don't want to make money.

The production is 500,000 US dollars, but apart from those few clueless child actors, everyone else is shaking

their heads and sighing, feeling deeply ashamed. To maintain team morale and cohesion, we have no choice but to forgo it!"



I wasn't bothered by the beautiful girl's loud laughter at all, and pondered for a moment before saying, "Alright, since that's

the case, let's round it up. We'll pay 10 million US dollars, what do you think?"



"Great!"



Du Helun hurriedly agreed, overjoyed. He had originally thought that 8 million would be the best,

but this sucker hadn't really haggled much, which was fantastic!



"We've already reserved slots on the TV stations. As soon as the commercials are ready, they'll air immediately." Du Helun

knew how to reciprocate. "Let's work overtime a bit more today to make the post-production even better. Tomorrow! Tomorrow at 8:00 AM Stockholm time, you'll be able to see these three commercials

airing on 35 TV stations across the three Nordic countries ."   "Okay, thank you," I said with a smile. "If the follow-up results are good, we'll have a second and a third season. Hope for a pleasant collaboration!"   "A pleasant collaboration!"   Du Helun cheerfully cut off the video conference signal. Sitting in his office, he stood up and shouted . This was something usually done by young people, but the excited old man did it now; only in this way could he express his excitement.   Collaborating with the Japanese is truly a goldmine!   Du Helun smiled inwardly, not worried at all about the difficulties that Dortson Video Games Company would face. In his view, the only real threat was the first commercial; the second was too childish; the third… wasn't even childish, it would only be used to disgust people.   Having worked in advertising for so many years, Du Helun knew all too well what it meant to overshadow the main character. Miss Jululi was too sexy and alluring ; viewers would definitely pay more attention to her than to PS1.   Furthermore, there was something very important: sexy beauties were for men to admire, while those who truly wanted PS1 were mostly young people between ten and twenty years old. Would a sexy beauty work on these kids?   Thinking about how, because of poor sales performance, these Japanese people kept increasing their investment, allowing him to earn more money , and then his status within the Nobel family would steadily rise until he finally sat in the position of head of the family, Du Helun chuckled.

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