"How dare you call yourself a student of Columbia University when you're only B-tier. Luckily, I left you behind long ago."
Otherwise, I would have become a mediocre person if I had stayed with you for too long. "
Kuhn put away the report card in his hand, looked at the ceiling of the classroom with his nostrils, and walked to the door. When he turned back, he did not forget to sneer, "The comprehensive ranking list is just outside. You guys are all the same. I don't even know how to write the word 'shame' when I see the first place."
Xu Xiaoxiao's face twitched when he heard Kuhn bragging about his goods. What's wrong with our goods? Can't you read other people's scores before you speak?
Professor Martin swallowed his saliva awkwardly. He wanted to remind Kuhn, but before he could do so, Kuhn had already looked up at his report.
Qin Guan was ranked first in his department.
They were all A +. Kuhn looked at the lonely plus signs in his hand and then at his student number under Qin Guan's name. Tears welled up in his eyes.
"Wow..."
Carrying a sad wind and a few torn pieces of paper on the ground, Kuhn disappeared in the corridor.
"What's wrong with him?"
"You don't know?"
The day does not understand the darkness of the night, the chicken and the duck speak sorrow …
Walking on the campus, Qin Guan and Xu Xiaoxiao could finally relax and enjoy the rare scenery.
The latest issue of the school newspaper was on a magazine rack at the corner of the street. Xu Xiaoxiao was always at the forefront of news, so he couldn't let go of the latest issue.
As he had expected, the biggest headline of the issue was the new prince of the Columbia University freshmen party.
The quality of the photos on the front page was extremely high. The school newspaper reporter was indeed a top student majoring in journalism in America. Whether it was the grammar and wording of the soft text or the layout of the newspaper, they were all very professional.
Qin Guan walked excitedly along the path, taking it as an ordinary piece of news. Xu, who was familiar with the power of gossip, was waiting for the drama to unfold.
Just as Xu had expected, the power of the school journal had begun to show.
He was sitting on the steps of the library, next to the statue of Columbia University, waiting for Cong Nianwei's class to end. He had started his long journey of rejection.
Beautiful girls formed their own cliques in every American high school. Girls with brown or black hair would never be as popular as blonde girls among the local boys.
And this group of blonde girls who could be considered as porn stars were now flipping their beautiful hair and extending an invitation to the handsome and mysterious man in front of them.
"I'm the only one watching the movie tonight..."
"Hi, I'm Jenny. Are you interested in a drink?"
The corners of Qin Guan's mouth twitched. He pointed at Cong Nianwei, who was standing on his left. "Sorry, girls, this is my goddess..."
The American girls who had been rejected did not know what it meant to be reserved. They asked questions and left without hesitation. Before they left, they did not forget to remind the other party, "Call me if you break up. I'm always free!"
Qin Guan waved a piece of paper with phone numbers in his other hand at Xu Xiaoxiao proudly.
"Qin Guan? Let's go. What are you doing? "
His girlfriend's voice came from behind him. Qin Guan stuffed the notes into Xu's hands and patted the dust off his pants. "Nothing. I was handing some paper to Xu."
Qin Guan walked down the stairs hand in hand with Cong Nianwei, leaving his Chinese friends standing in front of the statue alone.
Along the way, some passers-by would greet them. "Hi! Qin! Awesome! "
"Bro! Well done! "
These two young people who came from a foreign place were instantly remembered by the teachers and students of the school. From this day onwards, they would rise to fame, and from this day onwards, their names would spread far and wide …
In China, Sister Xue also received an email from Qin Guan. The headline of the school newspaper and the beautiful CK show made Sister Xue feel indescribably happy.
She quickly sorted out the news and sent a copy to the promoters of his fan club and Qu Xuemei of VOGUE.
The phone kept ringing, but Sister Xue was very happy. "Is this Director Zhang Jizhong? Sigh, I know, the TV series will be broadcasted at the beginning of 2003, what a coincidence. "
"Director Zhang Yimou's' Hero 'was also sent to Hollywood to participate in the competition at that time, eh? How could it not be related? Our Qin Guan has a role to play in it … "
"Ah, yes, yes, yes! When the time comes, you'll have to help with the publicity … Oh, okay, okay! "
The phone on the other end of the line kept ringing.
Zhang Weiping read the email that Xue Wanyi had sent to the producer. He happily turned the computer in front of Zhang Yimou.
"What's up? Have you decided who to take with you? As far as I know, we don't need this guy. Why don't we give him a free ride? "
Zhang Yimou looked at Qin Guan, who was wearing a suit and smiling under the flashing lights of Columbia University. He put the cigarette in the ashtray. "You are the director. You decide!"
"That's settled. Take him next year!"
"Yes, next year!"
Sister Xue cheered for Qin Guan at the New Silk Road Studio. Finally, inspired by his girlfriend, Qin Guan found the room opposite the Chelsea Bazaar.
Since it was a gathering place for designers, it had to be close to the local people. Qin Guan would start from this small room and show them the meaning of a long history.
Cong Nianwei, who was an architectural designer, was measuring the data in the room. She would exchange ideas with Qin Guan from time to time.
Qin Guan was talking excitedly with Teacher Rong on the phone. Yes, he wanted to build a top art shop, the only one in the United States.
Since the current scale was very small, the goods in the shop were naturally all Chinese goods. Due to the special nature of this location, the quality of the goods here had to be considered high-end.
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