It was a small gathering of friends before New Year's Day, but Qin Guan, who had been busy with work, felt a different kind of happiness.
The New Year's Day of 2005 moved slowly in everyone's little home. The flow of time was like the fine sand in one's fingers. The tighter one held it, the faster it passed.
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An engagement ring, which had nothing to do with the value of a diamond ring, was put on her right finger without any hesitation.
The wedding of Qin Guan and Xue Wanyi started.
Xue Wanyi, who had wanted to postpone the wedding and go to Los Angeles with Qin Guan, was rejected for the first time by Qin Guan.
"Sister Xue, you should go about your business. As a woman, you only have one wedding in your life."
"No need. The date will be after you come back. I'll go with you. This isn't some random award, it's the Golden Globes and the Oscars! "
"I'm only nominated for a supporting actor though. Besides, it's only two months. Don't you need to choose a dress? Where is the wedding venue? Where are the wedding photos? Where are the friends and relatives? "
"You have to do all these. I'm still counting on you to help me cross the river first. When I get married, I won't be as flustered as you are now."
Xue Wanyi, whose sore spot had been touched, had long lost the shrewdness she had when she was at work. Her messy hair, coupled with her sporty wide-necked pants, showed that she had been under a lot of pressure these days.
A self-organized wedding was far from as simple as it seemed. Wang Liying, who had expressed her determination countless times in front of the two of them, stood up again at the right time.
She was holding Qin Guan's schedule for the trip to Los Angeles, including all the press conferences and ticket sales for the film.
The young girl, who had just received her agent's certificate, had been trained by the growing company and was able to stand up to Qin Guan on her own.
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Wang Liying's face was flushed because she had received the approval of her most respected senior. However, this unique girl was not in a hurry to celebrate. Instead, she devoted all her work to the work that was getting more and more intense as time went by.
January 16, 2005. "We're coming."
Cong Nianwei put a thin scarf around his neck to drive away the sadness of their short separation.
Cong Nianwei didn't have the energy to be distracted by that. She was facing a project that fascinated all the best designers in China, as well as all over the world.
It was the main venue of the 2008 Olympic Games.
Cong Nianwei had contacted the old professors of the Department of Architecture at Tsinghua University as soon as she had returned to China, as well as her fellow students who had started working in the architectural design industry.
Cong Nianwei, a graduate of Columbia University and the owner of the Beauty of the World studio, had been in charge of the design selection and construction of the large-scale Olympic project from the Chinese Architectural Design and Research Institute.
None of the departments would slack off in the slightest when it came to the design of the Olympic theme.
Of course, Cong Nianwei wasn't qualified to be the main designer of any of the buildings, even though the design of the stadiums had been submitted to a global bidding competition.
Cong Nianwei knew that she would not be able to become one of the designers, be it in terms of qualifications or experience.
Therefore, if they wanted to stand out in this feast of architectural designers, gain more experience in large-scale architectural design, and serve as the support of a national organization, this was the top priority of World Beauty.
Cong Nianwei, who had a deep understanding of the Chinese design circle and often worked with her tutors on projects, knew that the planning and renovation of any national project were inseparable from the existence of a national organization.
That was the essence of Chinese architecture. The China Architectural Design Research Institute. It was a place where the best talents from all the universities in the country gathered.
Because Cong Nianwei belonged to Tsinghua University, she was the youngest member of the team, so she had a place in the team.
She would be lucky enough to participate in the renovation and construction of the national gymnasiums. As a direct historical witness, she would be able to observe the birth and completion of each great building.
Therefore, in the eyes of these serious designers, whether their boyfriends could win the Golden Globes or the Oscars, they could only say, "Haha."
Translator: Lan _ Editor: Efydatia The wind was howling, and the water was cold. He left with his girlfriend without looking back. Wang Liying looked at him and said, "Don't be sad."
In an instant, the weather changed. The cold north wind in the capital was replaced by a warm, humid sea breeze from the Southern California coast.
The blue sea, the blue sky and the beautiful women on the beach were all that Los Angeles had to offer.
In this city that was famous for its movies, a war without the smoke of gunpowder permeated the air.
The Oscar, which focused on art criticism, would come to an end in advance during an insignificant outdoor queue, a dispute between the media, or an ordinary public relations company.
However, for the Golden Globe Awards, whose professionalism and artistry received more attention, everything became a lot more reserved. They were like the top girls in a brothel, with a bit of reserved shyness.
However, Qin Guan was the main supporting actor of the film, which the company had spent a lot of money on promoting.
Qin Guan had to attend some important press conferences though.
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