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Chapter 274

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"Is he here to audition for the Seven Swordsmen? What's his name? "

Director Zhang was leading a group of people to the filming site. As soon as he arrived, he saw the lively scene inside.

The assistant director greeted him with a big smile. "Qin Guan, a newcomer."

"Really? Does he have any experience on the big screen? "

"No, but he has played important roles in some good TV series."

Zhang Yimou touched his chin. It seems that he wants to work on the big screen.

He must have a high level of awareness to have an audition for his first film.

The assistant director hurried to put in a good word for Qin Guan. An objective evaluation was the most important thing for an actor he was not familiar with.

"He is a newcomer recommended by Wang Jingcao. As you know, Huayi has given us a lot of support for this film. They even saved Chen Daoming's schedule for us.

"Originally, I recommended a few newcomers, but because of your high regard for this drama and the lack of experience in martial arts, I rejected them."

"Look at the person on the stage. That's the newcomer that Wang Jingcao brought in recently. I've also seen his samples in the TV series. Basically, he's in costume. His looks are unbeatable! I think he will look good on the big screen as well. "

Who was Zhang Yimou? He could make any movie as beautiful as the national publicity film. Naturally, he was more sensitive to beauty than others.

Qin Guan had stopped moving. The dancing curtain seemed to have heard a happy song as it floated around him in the breeze.

Zhang Yimou led the group into the set. He didn't say much to Qin Guan. Instead, he talked to the martial arts director. "What do you think of this young man?"

The director nodded and gave Qin Guan a thumbs-up. "I like him!"

Zhang Yimou patted the director on the shoulder. "That's good. I trust you."

Then he turned around and joked with a young actor behind him, "The new generation excels the old one. Be careful, or you'll end up on the beach."

Zhen Zidan and his agent laughed. They didn't care about Qin Guan, who had no martial arts background.

Since he had come to the mainland to work with the most famous director here, it was better not to reply when he wasn't clear about the other party's personality.

Qin Guan didn't care about their attitude. All he knew was that he had won the role.

Qin Guan and Sister Xue left, and the assistant director started to talk to Sister Xue about the shooting plan. Qin Guan looked at the site, which had basically taken shape. This was the starting point of his first big screen experience.

He wanted to leave a perfect full stop before he went abroad. His years of hard work in the domestic entertainment industry were not in vain.

If the old actors heard him, they would beat him to death.

This was an opportunity that many people dreamed of. In this era where the big screen was generally in the doldrums, heroes were everyone's hope for a rise.

Everyone in the entertainment circle was born in the year of the dog. Qin Guan's previous TV series had been complaining about the poor distribution, so he had taken advantage of the popularity to sell them.

It was a pity that "Graceful Princess" and "Girl in the Red Chamber" were selling like cabbages. There were only one or two local TV stations. They paid a little money symbolically. In this day and age, no one was stupid. Just look at "Love Through Time and Space".

The broadcast rights were also bought out by a local station, but it was the result of four or five stations bidding at the same time, and the second broadcast rights were basically sold to five stations at the same time. This made this drama, which was originally produced at a low cost, earn a lot of money.

The producers and investors were so happy that they couldn't close their mouths. The TV series was a success.

The New Year's bell had yet to ring, and the year of 2002 had yet to enter. Just like that, several dramas began to premiere on major local TV stations.

As one of the participants, Qin Guan was lying on the sofa with his girlfriend in his arms. He had doubts about her taste.

Cong Nianwei had always been an artistic person. She liked niche works that Qin Guan didn't care about. Qin Guan didn't understand why she would watch "Girl in the Red Chamber" when there were three TV series on the air at the same time.

Cong Nianwei would never tell Qin Guan that she had read the introduction. It was said that Jia Lian had affairs with many girls. She was a little nervous.

While they were laughing and joking, Qin Guan received a call at an untimely time.

"Sister Xue again. You said that in ancient times, Yue Lao was the middleman. In modern times, Sister Xue is the destroyer. They should be together."

Cong Nianwei put her head down from Qin Guan's shoulder. Although she was complaining, her actions showed her sympathy for her boyfriend.

Qin Guan smiled at her apologetically and answered Sister Xue's call. "It's open, Qin Guan."

Open what?

"Open what?"

Qin Guan was dumbfounded by her words.

"The online voting for Mr. Asian Fashion has begun."

Translator: Lan _ Editor: Efydatia The Mr. Asia Contest, which would take place on the first day of 2002, had finally begun.

Qin Guan was open-minded, so he told Sister Xue indifferently, "What can I do? Do I have to vote by myself? It still depends on the choices of the netizens. Even if you tell me, it won't be of much use. "

On the other end of the line, Sister Xue's nostrils were about to burst into flames. It was no use talking to him. Sister Xue hung up without hesitation.

On the other end of the line, Qin Guan jumped back to the sofa and hugged Cong Nianwei again.

The TV was playing a scene where Qin Guan was sleeping with an actress. On the screen, Jia Lian was smiling obscenely. Qin Guan's handsome face made him even more attractive.

Countless female fans were fascinated by his broad arms and slender figure. They forgot to drink water, because his saliva was enough to quench their thirst. They forgot about the snacks in their hands, because they were satisfied just by looking at Qin Guan's face.

Cong Nianwei stared at him strangely from the beginning. Qin Guan, who was watching the erotic scene with his girlfriend, was not in a good mood.

He turned over and pressed Cong Nianwei down on the sofa.

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