Chapter 250
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The big wheel of the entertainment circle didn't stop because of Qin Guan's popularity on the Internet.
The Silver Eagle Art Festival was just around the corner, so everyone was busy preparing for it. The entertainment circle made way for the festival as usual, giving the public a buffer period before the festival ended.
However, Wang Jingcao, who did not play by the rules, made a move. Just two days before the Silver Eagle Art Festival.
News about Qin Guan flooded all the major websites, making him the most popular person on the Internet.
Curious, netizens saw a small voting section on the homepage of all the major websites.
Instead of colorful colors, it used the same color as Qin Guan's photo on the cover of the first issue of VOGUE.
This stylish and mysterious black-and-white picture was quite eye-catching among the colorful news.
The simple black and white words matched the main color perfectly: "Asian Fashion Man, looking forward to your vote."
Some curious netizens clicked on it. Mr. Asian Fashion. Doesn't it sound so classy?
When everyone clicked on the introduction section of the second page, they were quite disappointed.
Through Qu Xuemei's channel, they had obtained the information of 20 models from different countries. Their photos were arranged neatly on the same page.
Their nationality and age were indicated at the bottom of the photos. Their resumes, height, body measurements and brands were shown in the corresponding photos.
The new concept of online voting made the netizens feel that it was very interesting. Unfortunately, the button under the voting area for each photo was gray.
At the bottom of the photo was a clear label: "The voting date is January 1-3, 2002." It turned out that the voting had not started yet. It was just a warm-up.
Some people would laugh at the news on the Internet, but there were always many serious kids.
The strange modeling circle made netizens curious. The photos were so beautiful that they didn't look like ordinary people.
Chinese netizens found a serious problem. Only two of the Asian Fashion Man candidates were Chinese, which was too low for a country with a large population.
Many netizens decided to support Qin Guan since he was the only one they knew.
As for Shao Xiaobing, whom they were not familiar with, he was automatically ignored by the netizens.
Qu Xuemei looked at the voting section on the webpage and touched her chin in confusion.
The publicity of this news was not as strong as she had imagined. What was Wang Jingcao thinking?
Qu stopped thinking when her phone rang. Qin Guan's situation was much better than she had expected. She had to focus on her own business.
Qu Xuemei was right. Wang Jingcao was confident.
She had wanted to hire an image consultant to help Qin Guan on the red carpet at the Silver Eagle Art Festival, but Sister Xue, who had been in that circle, had been there. Qin Guan's clothes had never been a mistake.
It was his first time, so it was safest for him to wear proper clothes.
There were only a few types of men's formal attire, and it wasn't as if he was trying to kill Ferlin's idol by creating a ruckus. A black and white combination was the most appropriate.
After everything was ready, they flew to Changsha. The art festival would open on time on the 5th.
While Qin Guan was busy putting on his suit, many internet cafes were booked by a group of strange people.
A fierce-looking man looked at the Internet Cafe, which could hold a hundred people, with satisfaction. It was already filled with the people he had recruited to work part-time.
After everyone sat down obediently according to the allocated number, the man in the lead cleared his throat and spoke to the people in the venue in a loud voice.
"Everyone, pay attention. Today, your only job is to vote. Someone will give you the voting procedure and the list. See this? "
The big man pointed at a small 15-inch TV hanging in the Internet cafe and turned on the remote control. "Look carefully. In a moment, the TV will start counting the votes for each award."
"While waiting for the countdown, wait for the host to say: Countdown begins! You have to vote as hard as you can on the internet. Understand? "
A few people were hesitant. One of the bolder ones pulled up the thin sweater pinned to his waistband and asked, "Big brother, this job only takes a few minutes. Are you really going to pay me 15 yuan a day like what we agreed on?"
The burly man looked at the skinny man with disdain. His smelly, messy hair and wrinkled clothes showed that he was an internet addict.
He grinned and said to the people present in a bewitching tone, "Not only will we pay you, but we will also pay you according to your working hours. We won't let you go hungry, and we will also provide you with a boxed meal. This job will take four days, so you won't lose out."
The part-time workers in front of the computers were eager to take action. It was a good job. At most, it would take them a few hours to surf the internet. It would be worth it.
All the workers in the internet cafe were in place. At the same time, similar scenes were happening in other internet cafes.
The strange phenomenon wasn't limited to internet cafes. The host of the opening ceremony was sitting in the dressing room. The backstage staff were busy moving around the venue.
The meeting room of the organizing committee was like a drop of cold water falling into a pot of hot oil.
A red-faced TV producer was holding a thick stack of votes and shouting at the person in charge of the organizing committee.
"Don't talk to me about new rules. They don't do things like this! I have won the Silver Eagle Award three times in a row. I know the rules better than you! "
"Yes! The Silver Eagle Award isn't as valuable as the Flight Academy Awards and the May Day Awards, but it is still a major award in the country. If you continue to mess around like this, you will be punished by the industry! "
"I have never seen a voting slip that is tied together! I am paying for the votes. Why should I pay for others? "
"I only wanted to vote for an Outstanding Award for my TV series, and you even gave me three for free?"
"If the three blanks are not filled, it will be considered invalid? I've already spent a hundred thousand on the Silver Eagle Awards, and those three production teams have taken advantage of me just like that! Do you think I am a fool? Don't you care about the rules? "
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