He didn't feel that there was anything wrong with wearing a custom-made gown worth a million yuan and lying on the newly built but still being stepped on by people.
It was as if the place he was lying on was a quiet grassland, a soft spring bed, and as comfortable and natural as the dreamy clouds in the sky.
Qin Guan stretched out his slender legs and bent one of his arms to support his head. He looked like a reclining Buddha, relaxed and at ease.
It was as if he was a hermit expert from China, resting with his eyes closed on a floating jade slab amidst the white fog of the morning.
Translator: Lan _ Editor: Efydatia The media and fans were all stunned by their pose. Qin Guan reminded them kindly, "Hurry up and take pictures!"
"Now the person is in the frame, and the stars on the avenue are also in the frame. This pose is very difficult. If you don't hold on tight, the good scene will be gone in a flash. '
'Oh, oh!'
"Ahhhhhh!"
Another earth-shattering scream rang out.
Their idol was so handsome!
Do you have the same appearance as those evil cult leaders in Mary Sue novels with a teardrop mole at the corner of their eyes and a gorgeous red robe? Do you have any?!
It turned out that we had misunderstood the authors. In reality, Qin Guan had brought them into the story.
If you keep fantasizing, he'll turn into a colorful flower. When he smiles, peonies will bloom on his head. When he cries, cherry blossoms will fall and his tears will turn into diamonds.
The topic drifted away from the fans' fantasies.
Translator: Lan Editor: Efydatia Qin Guan finished his job dutifully. When he stood up, the reporters cheered again.
"Congratulations!"
"He deserves it!"
'Thank you!'
Qin Guan waved goodbye to everyone and followed the staff to the temporary reception shed.
Here, he was going to have a small gathering with his friends from various places who had come to congratulate and watch the ceremony. This simple but extremely meaningful ceremony had been completed.
As he returned, all the familiar faces in the hall came up to congratulate their magical eastern friend.
"Mr. Qin Guan, as the protagonist, you have to open your new champagne!"
"Go quickly!"
That gorgeous empty champagne tower was clamoring for the gorgeous wine bottle beside it, wanting to be filled up.
'Bang!'
Even though it wasn't rocking like a car race, this top-grade golden liquor still pushed the cork out of the bottle.
The sweet smell of champagne flowed down slowly like a small waterfall.
The champagne glasses were filled up one by one. Finally, the circular trough was like a stream of champagne flowing slowly around the tower. Qin Guan stopped his extravagant action.
'May the Hollywood Walk of Fame exist forever, and may all the stars shine forever!'
Wow!
Qin Guan was ordered around as he poured the champagne. By the time the glass was full, the protagonist had been pushed aside in revenge. The champagne tower, which represented glory, had been snatched up by the crowd.
What a joke. Whether it was the quality of the champagne itself or the meaning of the celebratory wine, these invited friends were all scrambling to have a drink.
They had heard about Qin Guan's Fortune Doll, so they decided to take advantage of his presence to enjoy his good fortune.
By the time Qin Guan came back to his senses, there were only a few lonely cats in the six-story champagne tower, waiting to be discovered by the latecomers.
"Ha ha!"
Every passerby patted him on the shoulder, which made him look pitiful.
"Hey! What are you doing? "
This greeting was hurried and full of characteristics.
Qin Guan turned around and saw that it was Jay Chou, whom he hadn't seen since "Curse of the Golden Flower". "I was too busy just now. Why are you in the US?"
"Oh, I'm here to discuss the production of my new album with a music company."
"My album is selling well among Chinese young people in the US!"
Jay Chou answered proudly. He had to admit that he was no match for Qin Guan in terms of acting skills, but he was a professional.
But everyone had their own specialties. In the Asian pop music industry, Jay Chou could be considered as one of the top figures.
He was also a singer-songwriter, which was rare.
So what if his eyes were small? They were bright, spirited, and farsighted.
His latest album had been tailored for him by an American recording team. It was a masterpiece made by the top music producer in the US.
Of course, he was also invited to attend this year's Grammy Awards. As a member of the international musician family, his status was also very important, right?
'That's great. The Grammys and my work circle don't overlap. There's a Chinese man nominated for the Grammys this year. If you meet him, don't forget to take care of him.'
"Are you talking about Lang Lang, the pianist?"
"Oh, you know about him?"
"Of course I do. I'm an expert in musical instruments, and the piano is my main profession. Who doesn't know how to play a musical instrument? I have a lot of respect for instrumentalists. "
"Don't worry. We're all Chinese. We should help each other in the US."
Qin Guan asked again, "Is there anything else you want to talk to me about?"
"If you want to talk about it, there is."
I knew that a shy man like Zhou Jielun wouldn't go to the temple if he didn't need something.
"But it really has nothing to do with you."
"Please don't tell me. I don't like to meddle in other people's business." Qin Guan had a bad premonition, so he shook his hand.
There was only one woman who could make Jay Chou show such an expression, and that was Cai Yilin.
Qin Guan just wanted to roar that the circle of rich people was really messy.
"No, Brother Qin, I just want to ask you a question."
'If you know the inside story of a thing, it is wrong. But if you say it out loud, you will be misunderstood by bystanders. They will think that you are using your position to avenge personal grudges or that you are narrow-minded. Then, will you still tell everyone about this mistake? "
Qin Guan pondered for half a second before he answered without hesitation, "Yes, I will. First of all, there are two things. "
"The wrong thing shouldn't have happened, and bystanders' speculations have nothing to do with me."
"I have only one creed, and that is to be upright. I'm not afraid of being misunderstood or slandered."
"As artists, the glory is one thing, but it also makes us bear more responsibilities."
Jay Chou looked at the awe-inspiring righteous man in front of him. His handsome face was shrouded in the outstanding character of a pine tree.
He was a senior worthy of respect. He was lucky enough to know such a friend. He had no regrets in his life.
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