Chapter 592
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When Qin Guan opened his eyes with a smile, the carefree expression on his face was gone. Instead, it was replaced by an inexplicable sense of joy.
He suddenly turned his body sideways. On the uneven stone path, he lifted one of his long legs up high, while the other jumped forward mischievously.
He looked like a naughty boy returning home from school after the rain, trying to avoid being scolded by his mother for getting his pants wet.
Everyone could feel that Qin Guan was having a good time, not for work, but from the bottom of his heart.
As Qin Guan stared at the bricks on the road, he suddenly thought of his blurry childhood. His ponytail, his sandbag, and his brother, who had never played with boys.
As a result, the atmosphere of the entire shooting site became inexplicably cheerful, with a hint of playfulness like that of a mischievous child. It was a complete change from the cold and unapproachable feeling of the first photo.
The reporters seemed to be influenced by Qin Guan. A bold reporter took the lead in asking questions.
"Qin Guan, this is your first time being invited to the Milan Fashion Week, right? As far as I know, this is also your first formal invitation. How do you feel right now?"
Qin Guan was strolling leisurely under the twinkling lights, as if he was taking a stroll in his own backyard. He jumped up and down and started his interview with the reporters behind him.
"That's right. This is my first trip to Milan. My feelings are very complicated at the moment. I can't express my feelings with just one thought."
"If I have to say it, Milan is like the most famous seafood pizza in Italy to me. It's so rich and I love it very much."
The Milanese nodded in agreement. The seafood pizza was delicious …
As a professional reporter, his topic had been changed by the Asian model.
The reporters didn't believe him, so they started a sharp interview.
"As far as I know, you went to the US in 2002 and became a top model in less than a year. Before that, you had been a model in China for three years.
You didn't reach your current level in China though. Do you think that China, a relatively backward country, has affected your development in fashion?
Or is it their lack of fashion that has limited your path to becoming a top model? "
As soon as this reporter finished speaking, the slightly sharper reporters around him unconsciously moved their feet to the sides.
This guy really dared to ask. Just one question and he raised it to the level of the country and the nation. Was this person brainless?
It was no wonder that the person who asked the question was a Russian reporter who came out of nowhere. In this European country that was dominated by France, England, and Italy, it was very eye-catching.
Qin Guan was not affected by the question at all. He just stopped bouncing forward and turned around sharply. His aura changed.
He used the most formal steps, and on this plain stone road, he presented everyone with the highest level of a top show.
"The steps and postures I'm showing you here are taught by a professor from the Modeling and Performance Department of the China Fashion Institute."
"In three months, I will be able to participate in the brand's runway show independently."
Qin Guan's temperament changed from fierce to ethereal.
His footsteps were neither too fast nor too slow. His movements were light like the wind and the clouds like the clouds. He carried himself gracefully and elegantly.
The thin white linen gauze fluttered behind him like the clouds and flowing water. It was as if it was a beautiful painting.
"My history and ancient culture teacher taught me how to display and cultivate my temperament. In just half a year, I have become a high-end brand model who can adapt to various styles."
"All of my achievements stem from my accumulation and the nurturing of my motherland in all aspects."
Without the three years of training in China, there would be no Qin Guan, let alone an Asian male model at a top fashion week. "
As he said that, his temperament changed again. He was no longer as gentle as he had been a moment ago. Even the temperature around him dropped a few degrees.
"My motherland is not lacking in fashion. Instead, it has a sense of beauty that has been passed down for thousands of years. Even the top fashionistas are afraid of it.
"It's a direct attack on the soul. It's something that can't be expressed with words …"
So, I don't think it was the foreign fashion circle that made me. It was China that made a top male model appear in front of the global fashion circle.
Isn't that right? "
Qin Guan smoothed the wrinkles on his lapel and returned to the group. He sat down on a small stool that someone had opened for him.
Hearing that the Asian model didn't show any hesitation or uncertainty because of the sharp question, the surrounding media sincerely admired her.
When it came to the ability of models to perform on stage, they were ranked second. It was difficult for people from other industries to be ranked first. However, when it came to dealing with the word games of the media, models were relatively weak.
However, the Asian man in front of him spoke clearly and fluently, as if he had repeated the answer many times in his mind.
The Russian reporter retreated behind the people on the first floor and disappeared into the most conspicuous place.
The rest of the reporters hurriedly took advantage of the intermission to use all their tools. A group of people surrounded this inconspicuous alley. The Italian street patrol had already wandered in this direction twice as if nothing had happened.
Why couldn't it be a female model? What a pity!
Translator: Lan _ Editor: Efydatia The first job was easy. When the MPV drove over, the reporters realized that their time with Qin Guan was about to come to an end.
There were photographers squatting on stone platforms all over the street, waiting to take pictures of Qin Guan's back. It was a kind of beauty when a celebrity left.
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