Chapter 351
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"Don't forget to come back to shoot the poster!" Guo rubbed his palms together excitedly. He had solved another problem perfectly.
How could Qin Guan make use of that useless place? What benefits could he bring to J Clothing?
As the manager of the Promotion Department, he didn't have to worry about that.
The tinkling of the metal bus was the only melody in the city. Qin Guan closed the door with his heels and threw himself on the soft, white bed at home.
His life was much busier than in China. Qin Guan was already used to high-intensity work, so he was a little tired. Cong Nianwei should still be in the library working on her project. Qin Guan smiled in satisfaction.
The next day, Qin Guan walked on campus in a J Clothing outfit. He took off his glasses and messed up his hair with Mousse, which made him look intoxicated.
Qin Guan rolled up the sleeves of the comfortable smock and put it on in a natural and unrestrained manner.
The outline of the beautiful dragon on his back was like a dancing dragon and a dancing phoenix, free and unrestrained.
He had a clear goal that day. He was heading for the dance studio on the third floor of the General Building. Wendy was dancing enthusiastically and unrestrainedly. She was making the best use of her time to practice her new dance steps.
Because Wendy was a student at Columbia, she had less time to practice than other Hollywood dancers.
A good dancer was fully focused on her training. Qin Guan waited patiently until the music stopped. Then he clapped his hands.
"Qin Guan?" Wendy turned around happily. "What's up? Have you thought it through? Would you like to go to the theater with me today?
"We just happen to have a large-scale performance on Halloween. You should try to apply for the job first …"
Qin Guan grinned. "I didn't ask you to dance. What's different about me today?"
Qin Guan took off his shoes and spun around in the room. The comfortable and breathable clothes of J Clothing floated up as he danced.
Spreading his arms and bending his waist, J Clothing's new cotton sweater was not tight, loose or restrictive. Qin Guan could feel the strong ductility of the clothes.
Wendy's eyes lit up. When Qin Guan stopped moving and opened his arms, she walked up to him and rubbed the shirt with her fingers.
"It's similar to our usual wide-necked exercise clothes. You can go out with it on top of your tights. It's really convenient."
"The quality of the clothes is also good. They make up for the lack of warmth. Where did you buy them, Qin Guan? Are they expensive? You know, we don't have much money to buy branded clothes. "
"It's not expensive." Qin Guan took out a bright red short-sleeved T-shirt with the word "Dance" on it and showed it to Wendy. "The short-sleeved T-shirt is 9.80 dollars, and the long-sleeved T-shirt is 29.90 dollars. What do you think of it? What do you think?"
Ever since Wendy saw the red dress, which was the same color as the red azalea, she had fallen in love with its beauty at first sight.
The mysterious, ancient Eastern characters were written in cursive script with a unique charm of dancing.
"The word" dance "is also appropriate. It's a Chinese character. What do you think of it? Is it beautiful?"
"It's beautiful. I like it. I'll buy it later. Do you have a thicker one? Give me one too. "
Wendy couldn't wait to put on the red T-shirt. Qin Guan waved his hand with a smile. "We're classmates. I got your number yesterday. The clothes are of the same size, so it's easy to buy them."
"I don't want money for them, but I have a favor to ask. It's no trouble at all. Please!"
Qin Guan put his palms together and bowed to Wendy. She was dancing in front of the mirror. Qin Guan couldn't help but laugh at the sight.
"Tell me, what can I do for you? It's too difficult. I can't help you. 40 dollars is too low... "
Qin Guan hurried to say, "It's no trouble at all. When you go to the troupe, could you wear the clothes I bought for you and help me promote it?"
Hearing this, Wendy was delighted, "Ha! "It's no big deal! I have a performance tonight. I'll help you promote it when I go to the troupe in the afternoon. Do you think I look good in these clothes? "
Qin Guan gave her a thumbs-up in the dancing room. Wendy felt sweet in her heart. She looked at her tall and slender body in the mirror and couldn't help shaking her hands.
The afternoon classes went smoothly. Wendy didn't take off the red dress since she put it on. Many girls who asked about Wendy registered their purchase plans with Wendy.
Qin Guan hadn't realized that there was such a hidden group of consumers on campus. After one class, Wendy had bought more than 20 sets of clothes. She shrugged and put the list into her bag.
The real market for the cheap, high-quality clothes was Broadway, which she loved the most.
The rehearsal for a large-scale musical was taking place at the TT Theater on Broadway. Wearing no make-up, the actors and actresses walked around the stage according to the set, props, music, and direction of the chief director and the stage producer.
As a member of the small extras, compared to the dancers who could only be used as backdrops, they naturally received more attention from different directions.
At this time, Wendy was wearing black tights, but she was wearing an elegant red dance dress. The black words on the dress seemed to have come to life, jumping in the eyes of the crowd like fairies.
"Stop! Take a break, everyone! Come here, Wendy! "
Director Garnett, who had gray hair, clapped his hands at the actors on the stage, giving them a few precious minutes to rest.
Zhejiang C, who was in charge of logistics, was a smart Jewish man. He waved at Wendy, indicating that he was the one who was looking for Wendy.
"The costume you're wearing is pretty good. I've been buying it for the troupe recently. The original costumes for the troupe have been distributed for more than two years now, but I've never found a suitable one. Young people nowadays complain a lot, but you know how much the troupe's budget is."
PS: Yesterday's title was wrong. It was 3,500 per day. I had to find an editor to change the title. I didn't want to add to their workload. Sorry, OCD reader.
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