Chapter 692
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Qin Guan's friends, students from Columbia University, and fans from all over the world were standing in the front of the crowd. They were all looking at the solemn speech on the podium.
Although this was only a small award, it meant a lot to the Asians on this campus.
It was a sense of belonging to this city, as well as a sense of identity for the yellow-skinned people in New York.
That was why they had come. They stood beside the residents of the community, behind the man who represented them. They stood under the simple podium and stood in front of the word "justice."
The host on the stage ended his speech, which was not difficult for any politician in the United States.
What did it mean to say was better than to sing? It could be seen everywhere here.
It was the election year of the new president, which was supposed to happen at the end of the year, but it had already been previewed in all the major cities.
Qin Guan was still far away from that. Director Henry and the four policemen behind him stood up at the same time, holding an exquisite black box in his hand.
Qin Guan adjusted his tie. As a member of the fashion circle, he had consulted a fashion stylist that day.
The light gray spring suit changed the depression of winter and added a sense of vitality to this vibrant season.
The twill tie of the same color made him look more formal, showing how much he valued the award ceremony. At the same time, he didn't want to look too old-fashioned in front of the camera.
In short, it was a positive dress demonstration, and it was worth it for the reporters who had moved after hearing the news to spray the film in their hands all over his body.
"The winner of the 2004 Community Innovation Service Award, Qin Guan! Congratulations! "
Qin Guan walked to the center of the podium. Director Henry put the medal on Qin Guan's chest.
As he moved forward, the reporters below the stage forgot about being reserved. They squeezed their way to the bottom of the stage and started snapping away at this exciting moment.
The two of them held each other's hands tightly after the medal was given.
Below the stage, there was a round of congratulatory applause.
"Qin Guan! Good job! "
"Qin Guan, rise!"
The voices about international students from all over the world were no match for the experienced New York reporters.
"Qin Guan, look here!"
"Director Henry! Mr. Li, can you come closer? "
The three of them took a group photo together. When Qin Guan left the podium with the help of the staff, he rubbed his stiff face.
What the hell was this?! Such a short award ceremony was even more tiring than a top-notch fashion show.
His personality was not suitable for politics. His life in front of the camera was not suitable for him at all.
Qin Guan took the badge off his chest carefully and put it in a black velvet box. Then he noticed that the NYPD officers, led by Henry, had started to leave.
The black sedan took the lead, and the four policemen who acted as the background wall put on white helmets and sat on their respective motorcycles.
The medal box almost fell out of his hand.
On the backseats of the four most ordinary patrol motorcycles, there were four flags in the style of a martial arts dojo, and the colors and symbols were different.
As the four police officers roared away on their motorcycles, the brightly-colored flags fluttered in the spring breeze, catching people's attention.
Xu Xiaoxiao, who had been waiting for a long time, didn't seem surprised at all. The residents on the streets of New York didn't seem to be surprised either.
Xu raised his eyebrows proudly and explained to his friend patiently.
"Since the performance of the Police Alliance ended, the martial arts masters from Chinatown have received invitations to perform in various police stations."
"These people, who worship strength the most, quickly became friends with our martial arts masters."
"And it's not like you don't know the conflict between traditional Chinese martial arts. You can't expect them to submit to another school. That's just a daydream. "
"Therefore, as the police officers make different choices, the factions are also clearly divided."
"The fanatical worshippers of China martial arts are eager to see the world in chaos. They are especially responsible for the rise and fall of their martial arts schools."
"Even when they are on duty, they don't forget to hang up their own badges to attract people."
Qin Guan almost burst into laughter. On second thought, he asked his biggest question, "What about Master Guolin?"
Xu slapped his thigh excitedly. "Hey! "Don't mention it! When they returned to the temple that night, there was a commotion at the entrance.
"A group of Americans who are invulnerable and have iron heads, iron chests, and iron crotches have directly surrounded the Shaolin Temple in New York."
"I don't know where they heard about the apprenticeship process, but they all kowtowed to Master Guolin in the temple."
"They even sent the most eloquent representative to act as the negotiator for the continuation of their ancestral line."
"Ha ha ha! They were happy!"
"Master Guolin kept a low profile. Otherwise, you would have seen Buddha's prayers on all the police cars in New York."
Qin Guan shuddered at the thought of all the golden-bodied arhats on the street. He hit Xu Xiaoxiao on the head, who was taking pleasure in Qin Guan's misfortune.
"You still have time to laugh at others? Think about your difficult task! "
Their task was indeed difficult. The community fair, which was built on a long street with the emblem of the Columbia University, opened with a bang at the border between the campus and the community.
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