Chapter 335
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"Salesperson, give me an L and an extra large shirt. Wrap it up."
"999 sandals. A pair of 45 sandals."
The customers, who usually spent a long time in the same store, found their target in an instant.
When Qin Guan walked out of the store with a smile on his face, Xu was too lazy to ask him about the result. He had an accurate guess based on the clothes Qin Guan had shown him and the few broken versions on the shelves.
Xu was confused by the brand Qin Guan chose for the interview.
He hadn't seen Qin Guan at the scene. In his opinion, Qin Guan had to choose a brand he was good at, since he was wearing casual clothes.
Putting aside the relatively young GAP, you should at least try the similar AE American Eagle and Hollister's superior brand, AF.
In the end, Qin Guan's family had gone to CK, which specialized in formal wear, and Qin Guan's family had gone to THENORTHFACE, which specialized in outdoor sports. What was going on?
Xu drove Qin Guan back to his apartment. Xu still couldn't figure out Qin Guan's original intention. Maybe there was a secret to the modeling circle?
Qin Guan left a trail of cigarette farts in Xu's car as he climbed up the stairs happily. All his preparations were for the effect of casting a wide net for himself.
He couldn't rely too much on casual clothing brands. His ultimate goal was to enter the US Fashion Week model selection environment for himself.
He needed an opportunity to lead the way, an opportunity to show his resume and qualifications to all the brands.
What he needed to do now was to increase his surface area, not to increase the accuracy of his client.
It was enough that he had left his mark on some of the most popular types of clothing in the United States.
Before Qin Guan could take his shoes off, Cong Nianwei popped her head out of the kitchen.
"Tomorrow is Columbus Day. What are you going to do?"
Only then did he realize that the holiday coincided with the school Sunday. The second Monday of October was also a festival for Americans of Italian descent.
In fact, the biggest hobby of the Americans was to take other people's traditions and change them. Then, it would become a new kind of festival.
This was originally a festival to celebrate Columbus' discovery of the New World of America. It was a spontaneous celebration parade formed by the Italians themselves.
For some reason, more and more Americans joined in the fun. People from all the states and capitals followed suit. When the president of the United States saw that it was a good idea, he made this a legal holiday.
A holiday from another country had been appropriated.
As expected, the next day, Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei saw a celebration on the busiest street in New York.
The festival had become a carnival for every country on the American continent.
The floats that were moving slowly on the street were made up of some unique South American countries. Colombian honey-skinned chicks were wearing sexy national flag outfits with slender and straight legs, swaying the gorgeous feathers on their heads on the floats.
Venezuela and Ecuador also didn't forget that their countries were full of beautiful women. This made a group of American men wearing baseball caps and eating hot dogs drool to their heart's content.
As for the group of pitiful old men waving the Italian flag at the back of the parade, they were completely ignored by everyone.
Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei felt sorry for them, but then they realized that the Italians were even more powerful. The 58th Columbus Day didn't disappoint them.
More than a dozen majestic steeds were dressed valiantly and valiantly.
A group of handsome young men in Italian uniforms and silver helmets held Italian flags high as they stepped onto Fifth Avenue in an awe-inspiring manner.
Following closely behind was a group of beautiful Italian girls dressed in dazzling blue and white cheerleaders. Coupled with the colorful balls in their hands, they dazzled everyone's eyes.
"That's more like a parade!" Qin Guan almost spat out the soda in his hand.
Because the scene had changed too quickly, a long line of clowns rushed over, afraid that the paint on their faces was not eye-catching enough. They were only concerned about attracting the attention of the people on the street.
Therefore, if there was a ranking of the most eye-catching people in the world, the champion would definitely be the Americans, who loved to show off.
While rolling on the ground, the clown blew colorful ribbons at the children on both sides of the street. He didn't forget to pass the formation of Italian beauties and handsome men, break through the barrier of tall horses, and arrive in front of the parade of floats to attract the attention of the audience.
Unfortunately, the clowns seemed to have forgotten that the horses in the parade were no longer the cavalry horses of the firearms era. These horses were just rented by the small farm owners in the suburbs of New York for transportation or hauling goods.
These kind of docile domestic horses would usually do as they were told. However, they had been wandering in the fields all their lives. They were nervous enough when they suddenly found that there were so many people around them. How could they not be frightened when a group of monsters suddenly appeared in front of them?
No one knew who caused the trouble first. Whether it was the noise from the trumpet or the cannon thrown by the clown, the temporary team of horses finally exploded after being startled.
The people on horseback were originally a group of people who were trying to look cool. This group of people were not the mounted police who were famous for riding on horseback. When one horse neighed and was startled, it led a large group of horses to fall into chaos.
He was too close to Cong Nianwei, so he put Cong Nianwei behind him unconsciously. He wanted to step back and leave the crowd in case of danger.
As he was about to push his way through the crowd, Qin Guan realized that the Americans were strange.
If something like this were to happen in China, everyone would definitely retreat and consider controlling the chaotic situation on the field while ensuring their own safety.
All the strong men around Qin Guan were eager to help. Even couples were eager to help.
Some impatient spectators put down their bottles on the ground and jumped over the fence. Qin Guan looked at the bottles on the ground. They must have been drinking beer since early in the morning. Judging from the number of bottles on the ground, they must have drunk a lot.
PS: This is a novel about "Autumn Sword Fish Killer". Don't pay attention to the content. I'm just complaining about his nickname, "No one is better than me at 500 kilometers per hour."
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