Mikiko gestured for Gao to step aside, then produced her Sony phone, flipped through a set of photos, and pointed to a sea-crossing bridge, saying to Gao, "Husband, that's the bridge!" Gao looked at it and was impressed—the bridge's design and craftsmanship were very similar to that of the Golden Gate Bridge, and he nodded in approval. At that moment, Mikiko said with a touch of pride, "The Mizusawa Strait Bridge is 1,780 meters long, connecting Honshu and Shikoku in Japan, and it was completed in 1997." "Our country's bridges are also excellent!" Gao remarked, recalling memories of China's impressive bridges after looking at the Mizusawa Strait Bridge. He listed a series of renowned bridges in his homeland: the East China Sea Bridge in our country, the Chengyang Rain and Wind Bridge in Guangxi, the Hangzhou Bay Cross-Sea Bridge, the Lupu Bridge in Shanghai, and so on. Among these, he highlighted the Qiantang River Bridge and the East China Sea Bridge, providing a detailed introduction to the latter, which was constructed in recent years. The East China Sea Bridge was completed in May 2005, starting from Lucaogang in Nanhui District, Shanghai, connecting northward to the Hulü Expressway, crossing the northern part of the Hangzhou Bay and reaching Xiaoyangshan Island in Shengsi County, Zhejiang Province. With a total length of 32.5 kilometers, it is one of the world's longest cross-sea bridges. "Wow!" Maiji exclaimed, instantly becoming fascinated by China's bridges. At that very moment, a broadcast from the San Francisco radio station, playing from the Ferrari car beside her, was precisely about bridges. "Among the world's top 10 renowned bridges, China holds four. According to ABC News, humanity has undergone a long journey in bridge engineering. Initially, bridges spanning small rivers were simply assembled using wood, ropes, and stones. Today, bridges are no longer merely essential pathways for daily life—they have evolved into works of art and scenic landmarks, crossing rivers, valleys, and even oceans. ABC News highlights the world's most spectacular ten daring bridges, blending classical and modern styles to truly showcase the craftsmanship of bridge architects. Take a look at these world-class bridge masterpieces!" The following are the top ten renowned bridges: Donghai Bridge in China, Seven-Mile Bridge in Florida, USA, Miyo Bridge in France, Magdeburg Water Bridge in Germany, Chengyang Rain and Wind Bridge in Guangxi, China, Corona del Sol Bridge in San Diego, China's Hangzhou Bay Cross-Sea Bridge, LuPu Bridge in Shanghai, Khaju Bridge, and the Gateshead Millennium Bridge. "I want to go to China!" Misaki couldn't believe how great China was, so she clung tightly to Gao Liang's hand, insisting he promise. Gao Liang smiled and said, "Once my husband thrives in the U.S., we'll return home together, and I'll take you on a wonderful journey to explore the beautiful landscapes of our great country." "Really?" Misaki's eyes instantly lit up. "Husband, I have an idea. Starting today, I'd like to learn Chinese—will you teach me?" "No problem," Gao Liang replied, "but I'd also like to learn Japanese!" As soon as he finished speaking, Misaki nodded enthusiastically, and both of them shook hands, declaring together, "Never back down—anyone who backs out is just a little dog!" After that, they smiled at each other. "Husband!" Gao Liang, wearing a stylish pair of sunglasses, sat in the driver's seat of a Ferrari, his eyes fixed on Misaki as her hair swayed in the breeze. "I'm taking you to a special place!" He gave her a mysterious smile. "Uh, where?" Mikiko jumped happily onto the car. "You'll see when you get there!" Hao kept it intriguing. Then he accelerated, and the Ferrari shot forward, transforming into a silver streak heading toward a specific spot in San Francisco. A classic Japanese theme song, "Under the Red Cliff," composed by Hisayuki Kondo and performed by Chinese singer Alan, played softly in the car. Mikiko hummed along: "Already, the sound of the wind seems to echo there—everyone sows new seeds, speaking ancient poems at the traces of old walls..." Japan Town in San Francisco lies between Geary Boulevard, Post Street, and Fillmore and Laguna, covering only five acres—just a few streets. Unlike the crowded Chinatown, Japan Town, being more "new" and thoughtfully planned, boasts a remarkably fresh and clean atmosphere. Its architectural style and courtyard designs are distinctly Eastern in character. Before World War II, this area was a gathering place for Japanese expatriates. After Japan's surprise attack on Pearl Harbor, the U.S. government relocated nearly all Japanese residents to desert prisoner-of-war camps, where they were held until the end of the war. Following the war, most did not return to their original homes, so today there are not many Japanese living in this region. The "Peace Pagoda" in Japan Town, a five-story tower standing 100 feet tall, is the landmark building of Japan Town. It was donated by the Japanese government in 1968 to celebrate the opening of the new Japan Town. A bright Ferrari sedan is parked steadily in a space beside the Peace Pagoda. Megumi has never been here before, and as she gazes at the strong Japanese atmosphere, she feels as though she has returned home—her heart is filled with joy. The two walk side by side, holding hands, toward the Peace Pagoda. They notice a gathering of people beneath the tower—what are they doing? Mikiko pulled at Gaoqing's hand, pushing him steadily inward. Finally, after a struggle, they managed to get inside. To their surprise, there was a lively and charming event going on beneath the tower! The words "Lucky Big Wheel" and "Lucky Big Drawing," written in Japanese, stood out clearly. Gaoqing didn't recognize these characters, but Mikiko had promised to teach him Japanese. So, with a sweet and gentle voice, she read them aloud. Listening to Mikiko's clear and fluent Japanese, Gaoqing was completely enchanted. He had never imagined that Mikiko's Japanese sounded so beautiful—her singing would surely be even more captivating. After hearing it three times, Gaoqing finally remembered the words. At that moment, a Japanese man in a suit stepped down beneath the large lucky wheel, addressing the microphone: "Ladies and gentlemen, the drawing is now beginning! Please prepare your drawing coupons!" As soon as he finished speaking, a young Japanese man stepped forward and, under the attentive gaze of the crowd, began to spin the big wheel. The pointer began to move. When both the wheel and the pointer came to a stop, it landed on a sector marked with bright Japanese characters that neither of them recognized. "Oh, what a pity!" said Meguri to her husband. "If it had just been a little bit off, we could have won that Sony high-end laptop!" Indeed, upon seeing this, Highlight noticed the Japanese young man looked disappointed as he collected his prize—an MP3 player—on the stage. Then another Japanese girl stepped up. She smoothly spun the large wheel, and as it was about to stop, the crowd gasped, "It's a win! It's a win!" Meguri and Highlight turned to see—wow! The pointer was now pointing directly at the Sony laptop. Meguri shouted excitedly, "It's a win!" But just as she finished speaking, the pointer suddenly shifted slightly, landing on a smaller adjacent sector marked in Japanese: "Computer Camera!" The girl missed it, nearly fainting, thankfully rescued by Meguri who quickly rushed to support her. The Japanese girl said, "Today is a very important holiday, don't you know?" Minori shook her head, still staring at the Sony laptop, and said, "Good luck!" The Japanese girl left with a sense of regret. Subsequently, many people came up to draw prizes, but either they won a 1,000-yen souvenir—roughly equivalent to less than 10 yuan—or some ordinary daily items of little significance. None of them managed to claim the coveted honor. Minori stepped up to the stage, and the crowd immediately erupted. After all, Minori's beauty among Japanese women was truly exceptional—otherwise, she wouldn't have been hailed as "the campus's top blossom" and "public goddess" at Stanford. Such a youthful and radiant girl was surely desired by every man. Even though Highlight had a stunning woman, Demona, fate seemed to have orchestrated their meeting, connection, and eventual romance. The crowd murmured excitedly. "Wow! Just perfect timing—such a stunning woman!" "The young Japanese man just came from the MP3 player." "If I could be her boyfriend, I'd be thrilled!" Another young man wiped the saliva that had dripped from his lips. ... How wonderful it was to draw a prize like Misugi—such a top-tier beauty! Many people were stunned, staring in awe. This wasn't just about watching a drawing of prizes; it was purely about watching the beauty unfold.