As soon as he entered the dormitory, Qin Guan greeted his friends. They gathered together and took out their shirts.
When they put them on, they realized that something was wrong. The shirt size was not right.
Qin Guan's clothes were tall and sturdy. They were tall enough, but why was the casual shirt a tight-fitting one?
The bulging muscles, the tight-fitting pectoral muscles, and the feeling that they were about to be torn apart made the shirt look like a T-rex.
Qin Guan turned to look at Lao Si and Lao Wu. The sleeves were so long that they could sing Peking Opera, and the wide hem could be used as a short skirt. Every movement showed the coquettishness of a scholar. Every movement could create wind. How could they not be coquettish?
As for Lao Liu, Qin Guan could not bear to look at him. That's not the way to wear a skirt!
They took off their shirts angrily and handed them back to Qin Guan. They were all irritated. His perfect figure was too annoying.
While they were fooling around, Qin Guan informed them that he was going to take the driving test next week. After a round of beating, they decided to advance and retreat with Qin Guan. If he wanted to learn, they would learn together.
Qin Guan's eyes lit up. Yes, we can do a group purchase! The others in the dormitory were still confused. Qin Guan realized that there was no such idea at that time. He could just follow them and watch his performance.
That weekend, the owner of a small shop in the rural fringe received a big deal. His client, Qin Guan, had not only come alone, but he had also brought four other people with him. Lao Liu, who did not have an ID card, was heartlessly abandoned.
The owner sent the five people to the driving school's bus with a big smile. Then he turned around to calculate how much he could earn from this deal.
They arrived at the Haidian Driving School on the wobbly bus. As soon as they got off the bus, they felt a little guilty.
A few cars were parked in a large open space between the city and the countryside. Outside the gate was a wasteland. Opposite the gate were a few pancake stalls and a few shacks made of broken wood, showing that there was still a bit of life in this place.
They followed the person in charge of the driving school to a small table and waited in line to pay the fee. Qin Guan pulled the person in charge aside and whispered to him. After a heated argument, the meeting came to an end.
In the end, the tuition fees for the five students were settled at a student discount price. The original price was 2,200 yuan, and the 10% discount was 1,980 yuan. It was more than 200 yuan cheaper.
The manager also promised to give Qin Guan a 3% commission if he introduced a second person to the shop.
Qin Guan shared the happy news with his roommates at once, which made them boos again. After paying, they asked Qin Guan to treat them to dinner.
Qin Guan went straight to the pancake stand and gave everyone a pancake with two eggs.
When the aunt of the pancake stall saw that a big customer had come, she couldn't stop smiling. She picked up a wooden cylinder and brushed it on the metal plate.
After brushing the iron plate until it was shiny, the auntie picked up a ladle and scooped up a spoonful of batter. With a splash, she poured the batter onto the plate. Then, she spun the batter from the middle to both sides with the cake spatula, spreading the batter in circles.
The batter became thinner and thinner until it covered the entire plate. She sprinkled sesame seeds on it, brushed some sauce on it, and turned it over. The aunt turned around and asked Qin Guan, "What do you want to add? Fried dough sticks or crispy ones? "
"Fried dough sticks?" "Comrades, you're right. The earliest pancakes were fried dough sticks!" Although they were nowhere to be found now. "That's a traditional pancake though."
They shouted in unison, "Fried dough sticks!" The cold fried dough sticks were different from the ones that had just been fried. They were soft and pliable, and if they used too much force, they would fall on their faces.
The aunt smiled again. She put green onions, fried dough sticks, and coriander into the pancakes and passed them around. Before long, everyone was holding a freshly baked pancake and eating it.
The three-yuan double-egg pancake was piping hot. In the wilderness and the biting wind, a small pancake was a source of warmth for them.
They finished their pancakes, shivering, and returned to their dormitory on the bus.
In the following days, everyone in Qin Guan's dormitory was really busy. They had to take exams at school, get their driver's license, and endure Lao Liu's complaints about not being able to go to the driving school with them.
Cong Nianwei was very quiet. They only talked on the phone. She had a lot of classes. Qin Guan was even busier than Cong Nianwei, so his appointment with her was postponed indefinitely. He could only cry silently in a corner.
When they got their driver's licenses, Qin Guan received an advertisement from the shirt manufacturer.
It was a thin booklet with a picture of many shirts stacked together on the cover. There was a brand and a phone number printed on the side.
Flipping to the inside page, there was the purchase price of each shirt and the size of the shirt.
When Qin Guan turned to the main products of this season, he saw his own photo. The first two pages were pictures of traditional models and their corresponding shirts, followed by Qin Guan's new products.
The quality of the print was good, and the colors were bright. The photos of Qin Guan leaping high up in the air took up an entire page.
The happy boy in the advertisement was jumping in the air freely and energetically. The photos were enlarged so that the customers could see every detail of the shirt directly.
Qin Guan was satisfied with the effect. He flicked the advertisement page proudly and turned to the next one. His half-length photo was placed in the lower right corner. Together with the large shirt on the top, it really made people want to buy it.
In fact, Qin Guan had been quite depressed during the past two days. Xue Wanyi had often called him to tell him about the shooting and the advertisement.
Qin Guan had to take exams though. He had already turned down all the extra part-time jobs to get a scholarship. He had no time to do any private work.
Huang Jiajia understood him very well. Every time he finished tutoring, she wouldn't pester him too much. She just told him to work hard. If he didn't win an award, how could she show off? She couldn't afford to lose face.
At the beginning of 1999, everyone entered the examination room with pens and papers in a solemn atmosphere.
For university examinations, some teachers were lax and some were open-book. Naturally, there would be strict ones. Attendance, practice assignments, and everything else that you could think of would be included in your results.
Amidst the sorrowful cries of complaint, the few of them calmly ended the test. As if he was afraid that others wouldn't be provoked, he started to speculate about what kind of scholarship he would get.
They returned to their dormitory and decided to have a big dinner before the holidays.
Qin Guan suddenly remembered that Sister Xue had called him a few days ago. She had mentioned some kind of bonus.
Qin Guan dialed the number again. Sister Xue's voice was heard on the other end of the line, "Qin Guan, where have you been these days? Why did you call me now? Why is your cell phone always off? "
Qin Guan moved the receiver away from his ear. Sister Xue was speechless.
Qin Guan smiled awkwardly. "Exams, Sister Xue. Students are miserable. I called you right after the exams."
Sister Xue calmed down a little. She said to Qin Guan, "The Spring Festival is coming. I know you're going to have a holiday. What's your plan?"
Qin Guan answered without hesitation, "I'm going home, but I might not be able to take any jobs."
Sister Xue didn't lose heart. She continued, "I knew it, so I didn't give you any jobs before the Spring Festival. But the shirt advertisement you did last time has been confirmed by that company. Are you interested in taking it again?"
Qin Guan said, "Okay, it's up to you. As long as it doesn't conflict with my classes, I'm fine with it."
Sister Xue was happy to hear that. "Okay, I'll take it for you. They want you to be a long-term model. You'll be used in every advertisement four times a year. I'll give you a raise. 3,000 yuan per advertisement. You have to sign a one-year contract."
Qin Guan grinned widely at the price. Then he beamed with joy. "Okay, Sister Xue! I trust you. It's settled then. "
Sister Xue seemed to remember something. "Give me your account number. I'll transfer some money to you."
Qin Guan was amused. "What do you mean by money? “
Sister Xue was so angry that she howled into the phone, "You're so proud of yourself! Manufacturer, the shirt advertisement you made before the Lunar New Year was extremely popular, and the product sold well! She felt that the modeling fee was too low, so she was embarrassed to give you a 500 yuan red packet. “
"Give me your account number. I'll transfer the money to you. It's not worth it. Please come again." Sister Xue hung up the phone as Qin Guan thanked her cheerfully.
Before long, Sister Xue received his message. Sister Xue clenched her cell phone. Does he love money? As long as he loved money, things would be easy.
Qin Guan had no idea that Sister Xue was plotting against him behind his back. All he could do now was laugh. He hadn't spent a penny on the whole semester. He had gotten his driver's license and made a fortune.
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