Chapter 595
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"But this big brother is different. He is a model. Do you know that?"
The little fatty Michael shook his head in confusion and gloomily stuffed a mouthful of sausage into his mouth, indicating that he didn't know.
She raised her head proudly and pointed at the camera. "The men and women in those magazines are all models. My father always reads them."
Michael sniffled. "Are they the books that Mom threw away last time? I remember Dad picked him up. If this man is a model, you can't like him even more! "
"Why?"
"They are so poor that they can't even afford to buy clothes …"
"Hahaha!"
The group of adults rocked back and forth in laughter, but they began to ponder over these two childish hints.
"Sigh, I heard that this Chinese is a double Best Actor Award winner? You've worked with several cities in Europe? "
"Well, it's like this. Our business is getting more and more difficult now. Should we invest in a movie or something?"
"Stop bullshitting. Who among us understands movies? If they were to lose money, they wouldn't be able to get a single cent back. Besides, Italian movies are terrible now. If I asked you to buy a ticket, would you watch it? "
As one of the most orthodox families in Sicily, there were naturally people like lawyers and think tanks. These people were quick-witted and naturally more flexible.
"Sigh, I remember this Chinese guy said that if Italy has a good script and a good director, he doesn't mind working with them."
"Isn't that simple? When the time comes, we'll just look for whichever Italian director he collaborates with."
"In Italy, no one dares to refuse our family's money!"
With just a few words, the other people in this close little group looked at this quick-witted person with eyes full of worship.
That was how a small financial group was born, which used Qin Guan's films as an investment indicator.
As a model at the Milan Fashion Week, they had two choices on the eve of the fashion week.
The first type were normal models who cared about their careers and public image. Regardless of their gender, they would attend the regular party before the fashion carnival.
Top fashionistas from different countries gathered here, which would be of great benefit to the expansion of their work and network.
The second type was people like Qin Guan. There weren't many of them, but they weren't few either. This kind of personality could easily be reflected in this kind of model. This kind of behavior, which was separated from the masses, was naturally tolerated and said to be true temperament.
Other models might say that it was his personality, but Qin Guan was just lazy.
He had no idea what was going on behind him. All he knew was that he was wearing the most comfortable hotel pajamas and calling his girlfriend who was far away in another continent to say "Goodnight".
Sister Xue breathed a sigh of relief. Before she fell asleep, she uploaded the photos to Qin Guan's official blog.
There was also a group of fans waiting for the latest photos, their eyes wide open like cubs crying piteously for food. Their eagerness had broken through the sky.
"Update! Update! There's a new message! "
This sentence was like a signal, instantly igniting the enthusiasm of all the fans. These exotic photos were clearly displayed in front of everyone.
The collision of the mottled corners of the city and the purest beauty made people jealous of the green bricks, green tiles, white ground and blue sky that Qin Guan had touched, hugged and leaned on.
Even the passing taxi and the lonely fire hydrant in the corner of the city had become their obsession. They had accompanied Qin Guan on his journey and witnessed his footsteps.
"If there is an afterlife, I would like to be your eternal scenery. I only hope that when I look back, there will be my own scenery left in my eyes."
As a natural-born hater, Wood was naturally unconvinced and expressed his own thoughts.
"What if Qin Guan becomes a big man in his next life?"
I have to admit that you are getting close to the truth.
Of course, the imperfect truth was not what his fans wanted to hear. Wood felt both pain and happiness as he was surrounded by the crowd.
Qin Guan didn't participate in their discussion. The phone in his hand had slipped down to the bedside table.
The person on the bed had already fallen into a deep sleep, which made his face, which was buried in the pillow, soften a little.
There was a gentle girl on the other side of the phone. After saying 'Hello, hello' twice, she let out a soft chuckle. What followed was the soft interruption of the phone, followed by the ancient 'dududu' at the end.
Actually, that's all I wanted. A greeting from my lover from afar was enough.
The next day, the weather was still fine. Everything related to Qin Guan seemed to be going smoothly.
Qin Guan and the top models from all over the world were waiting in the small backstage area. Their assistants were holding the works of their respective brands.
This opening show was a gathering of stars. Wasn't it an invisible competition between various brands?
No matter how famous a model was, he still had to complete all his work in this ordinary venue.
The crowded dressing room, messy dressing rooms and crowds of people were shuttling back and forth. Even the most experienced director couldn't guarantee that everything would be in order.
Here, there was no such thing as a big shot. Naturally, there was no such thing as seniority or seniority. Everyone would rely on their own abilities to display their unique elegance in this blockbuster opening show.
The opening show was the wind vane of the global fashion industry, so it played an important role in determining the value of top models.
Qin Guan waited calmly for an empty dressing room. He was like a clear spring in the busy backstage. People around him couldn't help but notice him.
"Look at that Asian model! Is he Qin Guan from China?"
"Yes, I saw the list yesterday. There was only one Asian male model at the opening show. It was Qin Guan."
"That's amazing. Look at his face. He doesn't have any expression at all. His every movement is calm and composed!"
"Of course! He is the only Asian in the whole show, and he will be the first one at the opening show. How bad could he be?"
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