Chapter 161
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What the f * ck! Are they challenging me? This is my home ground!
You're wrong, Qin Guan. The modeling world doesn't care about national boundaries. It only cares about strength. Look at the domestic male models! They are taking advantage of this opportunity to grab jobs. You'd better wake up!
Qin Guan was disappointed in the loveless society as he watched a group of models walk out of an interview hall of a sports brand.
Do you think I'm your enemy? I'll show you what I'm capable of!
Qin Guan pointed his middle finger at the models in front of him like a chuunibyou. Bastards! Just you wait. Then, he spread his long legs and rushed towards the studio of the most important brand in the closing ceremony.
Cabben was the brand of a famous designer from Hong Kong. As the final show, Cabben had always adhered to the concept of subverting popular trends. It was the spokesperson of domestic original trends. Its exquisite tailoring and innovative use of fabrics were very famous throughout Asia. It was also the first choice of the male models from the Pickle Country.
They hadn't expected that Qin Guan would attend the last show of the fashion week so early. Has he given up on his original plan?
They had guessed half of it correctly. Under the pressure of so many people, Qin Guan could only resort to unconventional methods. Qin Guan knocked on the door of the Cabben studio. As expected, the models were aiming at the first show of the show.
There weren't many interviewees in Cabin's studio, only a few. The designer's eyes lit up when he saw Qin Guan walk in.
He had an unruly and charming look in his eyes. The designer looked down at Qin Guan's data and was even more satisfied. Qin Guan introduced himself to the designer confidently. As soon as he finished speaking, the models from the Pickle Country followed him and squeezed into the studio.
It was said that the personality of the brand was like the personality of the designer. If Manchurian Tiger was generous and bold, then Cabin was weird and exquisite. The crowded crowd made the designer very dissatisfied, and he asked his assistant to drive the group of people out. After he finished polishing the jewel in front of him, he would look at the pile of fake diamonds outside the door.
Qin Guan finished the interview calmly amid the screams of the designer. Without any suspense, he won another show.
So far, in the sniper war between the two countries, other than an insignificant small brand, they could be considered as a complete failure.
As they were struggling, they saw the designer of LEE hugging Qin Guan warmly on the square.
What else could they do? Not only did she have cheats on her looks and figure, but she also had cheats on her connections.
While Qin Guan and the other designers were talking happily about their design concepts (thanks to Professor Li), the others had to go through the audition.
After the tea party, Qin Guan was invited to the runway by LEE, B + BY, GIOIAPAN, Romon, Love Lingerie, VLOV and BRJ, no fewer than six other brands.
Other models had to spend a whole week to audition, but Qin Guan had finished his job in just over an hour.
Sister Xue was so happy that she couldn't tell which way was north. If she had enough time, she would have let Qin Guan walk gracefully.
One show a day. Actually, Qin Guan wanted to walk more, but Sister Xue had rejected him mercilessly.
I'm a public figure, after all. There are so many media outlets at this fashion week. If I go to an unreliable show, the media will definitely take advantage of my weakness and ridicule me.
On his way back, Qin Guan was lectured by Sister Xue's demonic voice. Sister Xue had returned from a fruitful trip with a lot of business cards from designers, which would be useful for Qin Guan in the future.
Qin Guan's thoughts were obviously not on the same wavelength as Sister Xue's. He was thinking about his family and his baby's birthday.
The TV, air conditioner, stereo and computer in the living room were all necessary. It was a big expense, as well as a birthday gift. If it wasn't for the new income, he would have become a pauper.
Qin Guan said goodbye to Sister Xue in a hurry and drove to QH to pick up Cong Nianwei. She would live at home during the summer vacation. If he didn't take care of her, she might change her mind.
The past few days had been the happiest for Qin Guan. He woke up early in the morning to find the breakfast his girlfriend had prepared on the table in the living room.
With a warm heart, he ordered the appliances and bought the furniture, filling up his 70-square-meter home. It felt more and more like home.
After work that night, they watched TV side by side. Then Qin Guan fell asleep on the small bed in the guest bedroom. (The carpet was too hot.)
On August 6th, a few days before the Fashion Week, Qin Guan opened his eyes stealthily and saw Cong Nianwei sneaking out of the room to avoid waking him up. He got out of bed immediately.
It was Cong Nianwei's birthday, so he had to order a cake and buy a gift.
After a busy day, Qin Guan covered the gift with a big curtain in the living room. Suddenly, Cong Nianwei pushed the door open and walked in.
Cong Nianwei looked at him speechlessly. He was wearing a silly blue ribbon around his neck. She was used to her boyfriend's crazy behavior.
Cong Nianwei watched calmly as Qin Guan continued his performance. Under her gaze, Qin Guan bowed in a gentlemanly manner and lifted the curtain in the living room.
A professional design desk, a full set of designer tools, a desktop, a printer and design software were displayed in front of Cong Nianwei.
Cong Nianwei was very excited. She checked the gifts one by one and turned around. "Are they all for me?" she asked doubtfully.
"For you, my dearest girlfriend. Don't you see the colorful stickers on the desk, the computer and the printer?"
"Why are you giving me such expensive gifts?"
"Why? Isn't it your birthday today? It's a gift from your boyfriend who loves you the most! "
...
"My birthday is on the 8th of August …"
Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei looked at each other in dismay. No wonder Qin Guan was acting so strangely. He had misremembered her birthday.
"That's impossible! It's August 6th on your student ID card! "
Cong Nianwei laughed again. "No wonder you peeped at my student ID card. Didn't you notice that my finger was covering a corner? My birthday is August 8th, that's right. "
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