"I'm in Tokyo, and this is some kind of movie star comeback system?!"

Chapter 128 Withdrawal Reactions

The white text gradually disappears.

There was a silence of four or five seconds in the restaurant, followed by a buzzing of discussion.

"Really? They didn't hire stunt drivers, but had the actors do the stunts themselves?!" Yamazaki Manabu exclaimed in surprise.

Is this kind of footage even presentable?

"They probably just filmed a few driving scenes and said the actors were actually there," Kuroda quipped under his breath.

"Probably not." Shibata glanced at Hirano Miwa's expression and retorted, "Didn't we say there would be shots of drifting into corners? Those are quite difficult."

At this moment, images began to appear on the screen.

The first scene is a private garage, where Sakamoto Yu, dressed in a suit, walks slowly towards Z31.

With his well-defined knuckles, he opened the driver's side door and got in.

The car's center console and instrument panel slowly come into view.

The moment his fingertips touched the steering wheel, the scene abruptly changed.

The black Z31 roared as it sped along the mountain bends.

In an instant, the camera cuts back to the car.

Sakamoto Yu sat in the driver's seat, his eyes brimming with a fierce, untamed thirst for excitement, which was now firmly suppressed.

The back-and-forth switching between still and moving shots creates a highly engaging and captivating experience for the entire GG video.

His restrained yet dangerously aggressive aura caused many of the girls present to blush slightly and stare intently.

The suggestive gesture immediately drew everyone's attention, clearly indicating that a chaotic scene was about to unfold.

Sure enough, in the next scene, a car sped along a mountain road, kicking up a leaf.

The Z31 sped off on the mountain road in the early morning. The moment the roar of the wheels exploded, Yamazaki Manabu's voice tightened, and he unconsciously muttered, "Are you serious...?"

As the Z31 gradually came into view amidst the mountain mist, the danger and excitement emanating from each frame left everyone speechless.

The camera pans to a wide-angle shot of a series of curves.

The Z31 was cutting into the corners at its limit, with its four wheels gripping the asphalt road surface in a smooth, almost slippery motion, and white smoke rising from the road.

Inside the car, Sakamoto Yu's eyes were sharp, and his hands skillfully shifted gears, the tachometer on the dashboard rising and falling.

Shibata and Kuroda unconsciously held their breath, their eyes fixed on every turn of the Z31.

Yamazaki Manabu swallowed hard, muttering to himself, "This can't be a designated driver, this is a real driver. The camera's right in his face, it can't be faked!"

The man was completely focused, his eyes not on the camera, nor did he leave any trace of performance for the audience. His gaze was fixed on the outside of the car window, like a race car driver conversing with the mountain road.

Kobayashi Mai nervously gripped her napkin, while Hirano Miwa subconsciously bit her thumbnail.

Hirano Miwa always thought Sakamoto Yu was a gentle person.

But seeing it with her own eyes today, the restrained sharpness he displayed only made her more attracted to him.

Unlike the women who were drawn to the dangerous yet restrained allure, the men present were more drawn to the thrill and tension of drifting.

Watching him drive skillfully, many people felt a strong urge to drive on the mountain road racetrack immediately.

At that moment, the television screen suddenly switched to the moment when Sakamoto-ya exited the bend.

The camera deliberately focused on the corners of his slightly upturned mouth and the few strands of wet hair on his forehead that were ruffled by the wind.

After navigating a series of curves, Sakamoto Yu stepped on the gas, and the engine roared to life.

With the car window rolled down, Sakamoto Yu felt the wind and the speed.

The sports car finally disappeared into the mountain mist, the screen went black, and the game ended.

The TV screen had switched to children's medicine, with light and cheerful background music playing in the air.

However, at this moment, the air in the entire restaurant seemed to freeze.

This piece is undoubtedly of top quality, like a slice of a movie, and the most exciting part at that.

After the broadcast ended, everyone felt a strong withdrawal reaction.

Kuroda and the others sat around the table in silence, as if they had just witnessed a movie that left them wanting more.

After GG aired, the entire city of Tokyo went crazy.

The Z31 speeding along the Karuizawa mountain road became the only symbol in the eyes of countless people that night.

The night shift at the TBS Audience Service Center's Telephone Department is usually quite quiet.

Occasionally, viewers will call to complain that a program is "too vulgar," or ask "who is the murderer?" after a suspense drama airs.

Most of the operators are part-time female college students and housewives. Their standard night shift equipment is a magazine and a cup of instant coffee.

At 20:49, the first telephone indicator light came on.

The operator, Nao Tamura, is a 21-year-old sophomore.

She put down the magazine, put on her headset, and began in standard polite language: "Hello, this is the TBS Audience Service Center, Telephone Service Department."

The voice on the other end of the phone was that of a young man, panting, as if he had just finished running: "Just now! The car that was just on air got damaged! A Nissan! Who was the man driving it?!"

Nao paused for a moment, then said, "Sir, you mean one?"

"It's that black sports car! The one drifting on the mountain road!"

That actor! He said he owned everything himself, is that true?!

Nao quickly flipped through the program schedule in front of her and found the entry for the Nissan Z31. In the notes next to it, there was a line of small print: "Sakamoto Yu starring." She read it aloud.

"Hello, the 'GG' we just heard was played by actor Sakamoto Yu, and he's from the Nissan Fairlady Z31."

"Sakamoto Yu! It's him! I knew I'd seen him somewhere before! Thank you!" The phone call ended.

Nao shrugged and prepared to continue reading the magazine.

Then the second light came on, then the third, then the fourth, then the fifth. In less than five minutes, all ten lights in the switchboard room were on.

Then came the intermittent flashing.

The flashing signal means "the number of pending calls has exceeded the system's capacity."

Nao stared at the indicator light panel in front of her, feeling like it was all a dream. They only ever saw this kind of spectacle during the year-end Kohaku Uta Gassen (Red and White Song Battle) voting.

However, I heard from a senior colleague that the last time the lights were flashed was because of behind-the-scenes footage from the filming of "One-Eyed Dragon Masamune".

Nao quickly turned her head to look at the calendar.

Today is just an ordinary Friday.

"Yamada-san!" Kazuko Yamada, a 45-year-old part-time housewife and senior operator at the next workstation, leaned over, her earpiece still hanging around her neck. "All the calls I get are about that car."

Some people asked for the actor's name, some asked how much the car cost, and one person, a girl, said she wanted to write a letter to the TV station to thank them for airing this show.

Because she had never seen a man drive so well.

"Me too," another operator, Miho Hashimoto, raised her hand. "And someone else asked if they could replay the call."

"Replay? Replay GG?" Nao found it absurd. "GG isn't a program, you can't request it," but her words were interrupted by another phone call.

This time it was a middle-aged man's voice, deep and serious: "I am the manager of Nissan Tokyo Suginami Store."

Your station just broadcast our company's Z31GG, right?

Tomorrow morning, many customers who have visited the store will come in, and I need to confirm one thing:

Have you received any calls saying "the actor's driving doesn't look real"? I need to be prepared for that.

Nao answered truthfully, "So far, I haven't received any questions. All the calls are asking for the actors' names and car models."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone. Then the store manager said in a tone that was barely suppressed excitement, "Okay, thank you. Contact me again if you have any questions."

After hanging up the phone, Nao turned to her superior, the duty supervisor Sano: "Director Sano, should we—report this?"

Sano was standing by the window, smoking, watching the flashing lights on the switchboard panel.

He exhaled a puff of smoke and said slowly, "No need to report it."

The broadcasting staff will find out in ten minutes.

The people making the calls aren't just calling us.

They would call Nissan, the magazine, and the newspaper.

Just you wait and see. The weather will change tomorrow morning.

As Sano spoke, he suddenly burst into a gloating laugh: "This new Nissan GG is so popular, the phones of those guys in the GG department must be ringing off the hook!"

"Hiss—! No, I have to go check it out."