Ever since then, Qin Guan had been in trouble. He had been with unreliable people for a long time, so he looked like a bandit.
Teacher Rong, who was elegant and knowledgeable, was very dissatisfied. She whipped Qin Guan's calves and arms with a rubber stick.
"I haven't seen you for a few days, and people would believe you if you told them you were from the Sijiu City. You don't even have a proper posture!"
"Where's the elegance I taught you? Where's your temperament? You haven't learned it well enough. "
"True charm is something that goes deep into a person's bones. His every move can reflect that person's soul. It's either noble or vulgar. "
"A natural-born noble. Even if he's as low as the clouds, he can still remain calm and collected."
Qin Guan imagined the scene of his two brothers being taught by Teacher Rong. He shuddered and decided to forget it.
Thanks to his good performance that day, Qin Guan could officially start learning Teacher Rong's private skills, chess, calligraphy and painting.
Strictly speaking, Qin Guan had already enlightened three of the four classical skills. Except for painting, he had dabbled in the other skills.
Qin Guan could play chess, checkers, Gomoku, aircraft and military chess. However, Teacher Rong was teaching Go. She had made a cross on Qin Guan's chess background.
If writing with a fountain pen was considered calligraphy, it would definitely make the ancients laugh their heads off. Don't talk to Teacher Rong about hard-pen calligraphy, it's all unnecessary, because she will laugh at you until you die, until all her teeth fall off.
By the way, the harmonica taught in primary school was also considered a guqin. That was what made Qin Guan feel ridiculous.
Good! Qin Guan was like a blank piece of paper. He would have to spend all his spare time at Teacher Rong's house.
Time flew by. Busy people always felt that time flew by. In October, "The Smiling, The Proud Wanderer" was like a simple page in Qin Guan's life. He could turn it over easily.
Qin Guan had rejected all the unreliable films and TV programs he had been invited to audition for.
On the other side of the ocean, John still sent him four or more emails a month. Occasionally, he would share some interesting fashion news and European and American trends with Qin Guan.
As Qin Guan's best friend, John had been preparing for Qin Guan's journey to the forefront of fashion.
Qin Guan wanted to tell John that no one in the domestic modeling circle had obtained a legal work visa yet.
There were a lot of shows and opportunities overseas. Many domestic models used tourist visas to work illegally abroad. If they could appear in one or two press conferences of top brands, their value would double when they returned home.
A long time after the Beijing Fashion Week, Cabin sent a notice to Sister Xue. Inevitably, he also sent an invitation to their subsequent shows in China.
This was a form of compensation that was good for everyone.
All nine brands had become Sister Xue's long-term clients. Qin Guan turned down some jobs in other cities and focused on Beijing.
The Fructose Club was thriving, and the accounts were clear. As for Lily's problem, they would deal with it internally.
The two careless people had only realized that it would take two years for them to recover their investment, which was not bad.
The three small shops were making amazing profits, which made Qin Guan want to throw away his pen and join the army. It was too profitable.
As for the only TV series he had participated in, "Daming Palace", the last bit of its popularity had been squeezed out by the popular "Flying Dagger Li".
For the same reason, Jiao Enjun's classic instant noodle hairstyle and his very suitable costume had led to another wave of infatuated fans.
Fans were always forgetful. Except for a small number of fans, most of them were attracted to the charming and decadent Tan Hua.
Apart from modeling shows, he rarely showed up in the entertainment circle. He had gained a lot from Teacher Rong's guidance and his bulging wallet.
In the past, he had only had the appearance, but not the spirit, but he had changed a lot after being trained by such a good teacher.
It was often said that it took more than three generations to cultivate a noble. Qin Guan's strong brain capacity and muscle memory ability were probably a testament to his strong brain capacity and muscle memory. These habits had been ingrained in his bones since he was a child, and he was slowly absorbing them.
The best experience was now. His every movement and stillness were like a painting, and his every movement was full of charm.
Cong Nianwei's reaction was the best encouragement for Qin Guan's studies. When they were alone, Cong Nianwei would fall into a trance when she saw her boyfriend, whom she was very familiar with.
Her memory of him from a few years ago had become vague. Her boyfriend had become more and more outstanding as time went by, and she was more and more immersed in his love. Cong Nianwei gradually smiled.
Life went on like that. It was good.
When Qin Guan finished dealing with everything, he realized that time had flown by. The end of 2000 was about to be over, and a new year was about to begin.
The guest room in the capital had been decorated. Qin Guan would not be able to go home during the New Year's Eve Conference. His parents, who missed him a lot, decided to come to the capital to celebrate the Spring Festival and visit their son's new home.
When Qin Guan picked up his dusty parents in his car, they were even more surprised by Qin Guan's achievements in the capital.
As traditional parents, they had seen their son's TV series on TV and the wealth his son had earned from his part-time job as a model.
They were worried that their son might not be able to resist the temptation of the entertainment industry or the modeling industry. He might abandon his chosen profession and enter the big vat of the entertainment industry.
For people in their generation, the prosperity of the entertainment circle was fleeting. Their son might be popular for a few years with his outstanding appearance, but it would be like rootless duckweed.
Nothing was more important than a down-to-earth job. Even if the income was not as fast as the entertainment circle, such a life would make Qin Guan's parents feel at ease.
On the way back, Qin Guan told Qin Guan's parents about what had happened recently. Finally, they felt at ease.
Their son was indeed a down-to-earth person. He had obtained an accounting certificate, found a good job, and was able to make a lot of money through a part-time job. He was indeed their biological son.
By the way, your mentality wasn't like that just now.
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