Professor Li was shocked by Qin Guan's performance. She was one of the earliest models after the founding of the People's Republic, and her job had been assigned by the organization.
She had taught at the Fashion Institute for many years, but she had never seen a student like Qin Guan.
He was born to be a model. Professor Li was shaking with excitement. She pulled Qin Guan's arm and said, "Don't go to college. Accounting is not suitable for you. You were born to be a model. Really, you should transfer to another school. I'll help you."
Professor Li was talking incoherently. Xue Wanyi didn't want to hurt her. Qin Guan was more determined than anyone else. Few people could persuade him.
Look at him! He's shaking his head. Qin Guan didn't care about Professor Li's gaffe. He was very interested in learning. "Professor Li, shall we continue?"
Professor Li was unwilling to give up, but she had no choice but to continue teaching. In less than ten minutes, she had mastered the eight basic gestures.
While Qin Guan was practicing the gestures, Xue Wanyi wanted to go out for a smoke. She had learned the basic gestures for several days, but she had often failed to perform them properly in the early stage. Where did Qin Guan come from? When Qin Guan finished the eight gestures, Professor Li changed the order and asked him to demonstrate them again. He got them all right, and the gestures were as standard as possible.
It seemed that she had to teach the second preparatory course in advance. Professor Li walked on the runway and said to Qin Guan, "For a model, good hand gestures will bring unexpected results during the performance. When you make random gestures, your hands shouldn't be too weak or too hard. You should be able to maintain the balance of your body comfortably. You've basically mastered the gestures now. "
Xue Wanyi thought to herself, "The word" basically "is too implicit."
Then Professor Li posed her feet and said, "There are four kinds of feet. They are the normal foot position, the split foot position, the small T-step and the splayed foot position." “
I'll do it once. Follow me and learn... "She had learned everything again!
The third lesson was also brought forward. At the end of the day, Teacher Li, who was already quite old, was exhausted.
Qin Guan had started to practice walking. Ordinary steps were not difficult for him. He was good enough to walk in a standard show in China.
On the way back to school, Sister Xue felt lucky that she had quit early. Maybe it was the right thing to do. Qin Guan's performance was too much of a blow.
The real blow has yet to come, Big Sister … just wait and see.
In April, the flowers were blooming in the warm spring. J shirts quietly went on sale in the capital. Taking advantage of Qin Guan's poster, the boss made a lot of money and invested all the profits into the store.
Urban and rural warehouses, the newly opened Meilian Supermarket on the Fourth Ring Road, Hualian Supermarket, and a total of five supermarkets located at the border of urban and rural development in the capital had opened J Shirts physical stores.
The rent of those stores was relatively cheap among all the supermarkets in the capital, and the target audience was reasonable. The boss of J Shirts had made a desperate bet.
Urban and rural warehouses was the closest store to Qin Guan's school. It was located outside the Third Ring Road in the Northwest. Of all the stores, it had the best location and the largest flow of people.
It was surrounded by several universities, including the Capital Foreign Languages University and the Capital Polytechnic University. The target audience was all students.
Early in the morning, the staff stuck Qin Guan's poster on the glass wall of the store. There were also pocket-sized samples of models on the shelves. Different models had been pasted on them, so that customers could easily find them.
The boss of J Shirts was sitting on a bench in the supermarket, observing the layout of the store in secret. He was so nervous that he kept pouring mineral water into his mouth.
At 9: 00 am, the warehouse opened for business. People started to enter the store. Many people came out of the supermarket and found the shirt store at the corner, attracted by Qin Guan's huge poster.
The first customer entered the door, followed by the second. Then, a group of female students came over to stroll around the glass wall, staring at the poster and studying it.
The boss of J Shirts tried his best to eavesdrop on them.
"Wow, he is so handsome!" "Yes, yes. Look at his good figure." “
"What? There are dandelions on the green shirt. It's not photoshopped. " “
"It's so beautiful. I'll buy one for my boyfriend." Let's go in and have a look. “
After the discussion, the crowd entered the store noisily. Some of the customers had already finished their shopping. The boss stared at the customers' pockets and took out a paper bag with a big "J" printed on it.
It's sold! The boss was excited. More people are going in, and more are coming out.
The boss of the J shirts stared at the store for more than two hours. He even forgot to drink water. His body was motionless, but his eyeballs were still rolling.
It wasn't until noon that the flow of customers slowed down. Only then did the boss remember to take a sip of water. Due to his excitement, his hand trembled, and the mineral water spilled on his pants. Water droplets hung on the curtain of the boss's front door … A middle-aged woman who passed by covered her mouth and laughed.
The boss was in a hurry. The manager took advantage of the few people in the store and ran out to report, "Boss, boss! It's a big sale! “
The boss didn't care about his pants anymore. He asked hurriedly, "How much did you sell? “
"147 pieces! 97 pieces at 80 yuan and 50 pieces at 100 yuan! " “
As soon as the boss heard the amount, he jumped up and used the last bit of water in the bottle to cover the curtain of his front door.
The manager continued, "Many people bought our latest poster. There weren't many of them, and now there are only dozens of pages left." “
The boss didn't care about that. He told the manager, "Go and get me something useful. I'll go back to my office and ask them to print more posters." “
The manager went back to the store and took out a big poster of Qin Guan. "Boss, you can block it for a while. “
The boss picked up the poster of Qin Guan hugging with his eyes closed, put it in front of his crotch and left.
Of course, he didn't hear some students whispering, "Look, there's a pervert!" “
"Where is he? That's disgusting. He's so handsome, so he covered his crotch with a poster. Nowadays, it's not strange to have a reaction to porn. What's going on? “
If the boss had heard that, he would have spat out a mouthful of blood and fallen to the ground.
What was Qin Guan, the hero of the J shirts, doing? He was sleeping late. He didn't have any classes in the morning, so he woke up naturally.
Sleepiness in spring, fatigue in autumn, drowsiness in summer, and hibernation in winter. All four seasons were suitable for sleeping. Qin Guan lay under the thin quilt, not wanting to move at all.
At noon, Wang Lei couldn't stand it anymore. He pulled Qin Guan out of the quilt.
Qin Guan was puzzled. "Hey, Wang, it's not easy to get a day off. Can't you let me rest for a while?" “
Wang Lei kicked Qin Guan. "Get up! Don't be idle today. We'll cheer for our boss in the election for the vice director of the Public Relations Agency in the afternoon, and we'll go to a get-together with our third brother in the evening."
"A get-together? Who? With whom? "Qin Guan got up immediately.
Wang Lei adjusted his glasses. "It's not far from our school. The Minzu University of the Capital."
"Hey, can I invite my girlfriend?" "You have a girlfriend?" Wang Lei was shocked.
"Ah, I forgot to tell you. Hehehe, uh! Why did you hit me? "Qin Guan screamed and ran away, covering his head.
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