The photographer looked at him. Ethereal, wanton, enjoying the embrace of spring, opening its arms in an attempt to fly. It was so fitting, so wonderful. There was another series of cracking sounds.
He even shouted, "Good, not bad, let's change the position!"
Qin Guan lay down on the ground with a grunt. He bent his body slightly and put his hands on his chest. His eyes were confused and unfocused.
The photographer was excited. "Yes, the feeling is coming! That's it! Nothingness! Ethereal! Keep it up! That's the end! "
By the time the photographer finished, the designer was already in tears.
His teacher had always told them that a good designer's work would reach a subtle resonance with the model who showed them.
The designer had never had such an experience in school, but Qin Guan had perfectly embodied the intention of her work that day.
The designer was extremely moved. A sense of satisfaction arose spontaneously in her heart.
As for the boss, he went to drink water excitedly. He was thirsty.
Qin Guan was still thinking about it. It's just a drunken state. I'm familiar with it. When I used to sell machinery and equipment, I'd drink with the leaders. If you don't lie down under the table, you're not sincere. It's too easy for Qin Guan to show that state.
Sister Xue was not as open-minded as Qin Guan. Only then did she realize that she had neglected something. Qin Guan had never received any professional training. He was an unprofessional, unorthodox model.
Ever since he had taken his first part-time job, he had crushed all the other models with his extraordinary appearance and figure.
What about the other aspects? He had never practiced professional catwalk. He had no background in the fashion industry. He had no idea about the concept of a designer or the connotation of a brand.
He relied on his face to make a living. Even an unknown model would have a better foundation than him.
Sister Xue was very annoyed at the thought. She took out a pack of cigarettes from her pocket, pushed the door open, and lit one for herself. Then, as if she had made up her mind, she threw the cigarette on the ground and stamped it out with her foot. Then she returned to the room.
By then, Qin Guan had changed into the third set of clothes and was ready for the shoot.
The third shirt was a traditional suit shirt. The only difference was that it was pure black. Qin Guan stood up against the light. Everyone could see that the shirt was inlaid with low-key dark silver threads, which reflected light in the light.
The designer was very proud of his little inspiration. A low-key luxury. Didn't it raise the level of the design?
The boss of the shirt was also satisfied. The retail price of 80 yuan was a little more than the previous 60 yuan, but the cost of a shirt was only 2 yuan higher. Look at how classy this shirt is when you wear it. 80 yuan is not a loss.
With his gold-rimmed glasses, he looked like an elite ascetic. He didn't need to strike any pose. All he needed was a serious expression.
When the cameraman called for a stop, he shouted, "It's over, let's pack up!"
The designer and the boss hurriedly looked at the effect. Sister Xue took out the sample of the second shirt and looked it over carefully. Then she let out a long sigh of relief.
After the shoot, Qin Guan took advantage of the boss. He was satisfied with the photos, and the boss gave him money without hesitation.
Before he left, he asked Qin Guan to pack up the shirts he had tried on. With this part-time job, he didn't need to buy clothes for the whole semester.
Qin Guan got in Sister Xue's car and went back to school. As they were driving, Sister Xue said, "Qin Guan, I'll find you a teacher."
Qin Guan was a little confused. "A teacher? What teacher? "
Sister Xue sighed. "Your modeling foundation is too weak. I'll find you a professional teacher to train you. Some jobs can't be done by just relying on your face. If you want to make more money, you have to improve."
Hearing that, Qin Guan nodded. "Okay, I'll listen to you. As long as it doesn't take up my regular study time, you can do whatever you want. It's always good to learn more."
Sister Xue was surprised that a money-grubber like Qin Guan was willing to stop his part-time job to study. She had prepared a lot of words to persuade Qin Guan, but they were all useless now.
Sister Xue watched Qin Guan get out of the car, wave at her, and enter the school. She really felt that she couldn't persuade him. Then she smiled awkwardly. As long as he was willing to learn, it was fine.
Qin Guan went back to school, packed up his things, and went to Huang Jiajia's home late at night.
It was Huang Jiajia's first private lesson of the new semester. Qin Guan had prepared a set of questions for her in various subjects, so he would give her a summary test.
Huang Jiajia was full of confidence. She kept up with the progress in class. After class, she had tutoring classes with Qin Guan on weekends and cram schools during the holidays.
Huang Jiajia had worked very hard. She was very confident about her results.
When Huang Jiajia finished all the papers, Qin Guan gave her a score.
Language: 98 Passed
English: 80
Mathematics: 66
Physics: 69
Chemistry: 72
Her total score was 385. If it was an art exam, she would have passed.
However, Huang Jiajia was an ordinary student. With such a score, she could only apply for a vocational college.
Huang Jiajia's mother was very beautiful. She had made great progress. She could even apply for a vocational college. Professor Qin was so good at teaching. I haven't given her a red packet this semester. I'll give her 500 yuan later.
Huang Jiajia was satisfied. She was only in the second year of high school. At this rate, she could get a higher score in the third year of high school. She was one step closer to Professor Qin.
Qin Guan nodded and said to Huang Jiajia, "Not bad. Keep it up. If you get a B or above in the general exam in June, I'll take you to Carrefour to buy snacks." “
Hearing this, Huang Jiajia jumped up. "Really? Don't lie to me, Professor Qin! " “
Qin Guan nodded. Hu Lou patted Huang Jiajia's head and said, "All right, you have to keep your promise. That's all for today. “
Qin Guan had bought Cong Nianwei's heart with his free shopping card again. Cong Nianwei's dormitory was full of snacks, which made her classmates think that he was a rich man. As for the shameless guys in Qin Guan's dormitory, he didn't want to be associated with them.
Following Qin Guan's principle, the five of them plundered all the way.
Hey! I'm talking about you, Ye Dong. Put down the MP3 player in your hand. Sigh, Lao Liu can't play with us anymore! Mobile phones are not included in the shopping plan.
The design of Carrefour's electronics counter is too unreasonable. After the two groups had bought enough, Qin Guan still had more than 1,000 yuan in his shopping card.
Huang Jiajia didn't know that she was among the last group. She thought Professor Qin was encouraging her to study harder.
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