Rebirth: How a Loser Became a Prince Charming

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He patted Liu Xiaoyang's shoulder and whispered: "Run, the dormitory gathers."

Wow lala, when the crowd was about to contain it again, Qin Guan had already opened his long legs and slid away with plastic slippers.

The sight of the girls all fell on Liu Xiaoyang and Ye Dong, who had been slow to respond.

The atmosphere in the crowd suddenly sparked Mars, "mine! Let go, you can't be friends."

"Give me a ride!" After a push and shuffle, a group of people walked away in an instant.

Ye Dong looked at the people who were staying in the dormitory in the same place, and all of them were unscathed, and they couldn't help but sip out: "Fortunately, Qin Guan got out smoothly, and everyone is fine."

Liu Xiaoyang was wearing a henhouse-like hair, with clear visible scratches on his hands and neck, and the thin cotton sweater on the side was pulled apart by the collar, and he said pitifully to Ye Dong: "This is what you said is all right. Ah? How blind is it to reach this conclusion?"

"I was just robbed, okay? All the bathing things that Qin Guan gave me were robbed, and I didn't even have a bath ball left for me..."

'Puff puff'

The good brothers in the dormitory hugged Liu Xiaoyang's shoulders and comforted them to go side by side to the dormitory. On the road, they still remembered the good news: "Go back to see the top ten?"

Mou Xiaoliu, who was secretly observing here on the corner of the campus, worriedly asked Huang Jiajia around him.

"Jia Jia, why are you chasing girls to chase Qin Guan, there are so many competitors, aren't you even more hopeless?"

Huang Jiajia gave Mou Xiaoliu a blank look and saw that Qin Guan had already detached and lost interest in peeking. She walked to the cafeteria and greeted Mou Xiaoliu.

"You care so much? Anyway, he doesn't take me seriously, now it's okay to add a little chaos to me, and I feel comfortable."

"Furthermore, I am so miserable. You still help him talk, where are you from!"

Mou Xiaoliu quickly ran two steps, followed Huang Jiajia's footsteps, and disappeared at the end of the road.

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The people who did not know the culprit of the farce, when they returned to the dormitory and turned on the new hanging TV in the room, Qin Guan remembered that this eleventh holiday had missed countless football games.

The current process is that the Chinese team will undoubtedly appear. If the ball wins today, the Chinese team will qualify early. Qin Guan sat on the chair without worry, enjoying Liu Xiaoyang's guilt massage. Things outside were worthless. If you lost it, just throw it away.

The only advantage of being a model is that you can get a lot of gifts. The shower gel is enough for the whole dormitory for half a year. Qin Guan is not bad!

With a whistle on the pitch, the Chinese team won the game with a score of 1:0. The people in the dormitory shook all over with excitement, and the whole corridor began to ring with loud cheers!

On the central five sets of TVs, the red subtitles were so unexpectedly hit on the screen of the ball game that is still live, and filled the entire screen: we are out!

For CCTV, which has always acted in a proper manner, with such extraordinary subtitles, it can be seen that the fans of the country are happy about this time.

Several crazy boys began to sing the national anthem with his broken throat and his voice became louder in the corridor.

People in different dormitories poured out of the door. The excitement and satisfaction in my heart always felt that there was nowhere to vent.

Wang Lei, who is usually known for being calm and self-sustaining in the dormitory, also blushed with excitement.

In order to see clearly, Liu Xiaoyang looked at it under the blanket on his elevated bed. At this time, he couldn't take comfort anymore, and a heel fell over from the top.

He screamed: "Long live the national football! Long live the World Cup!"

While turning over the box in front of Ye Dong.

Everyone was puzzled by his strange behavior. What kind of wind did the child make?

"Ah, I found it." Liu Xiaoyang pulled out a stack of neat flags from the drawer in excitement, and he flicked the flags away with his hands shaking.

"Long live the Chinese team!" After he finished, he planned to rush out of the dormitory and meet the cheerful ocean outside.

Qin Guanyi covered his face and greeted the unreliable Liu Xiaoyang: "Oh, uh, wait, wait, are you going to go out like this? Are you going to let the whole school teachers and students watch your bird fly?"

"Don't you think you are a bit chilly underneath?"

Liu Xiaoyang blinked his eyes and looked at his crooked pants and smooth legs. He subconsciously prepared to sort out the pants.

Ye Dong saw Liu Xiaoyang's move and roared with a loud voice: "Let me put down the flag first!"

What do you want to do with the flag!

Liu Xiaoyang sniffed his nose, and Qin Guan ripped off the sweatpants on the bed. He learned the lesson: "Let's go snack, Liu Xiaoyang, you will be 19 in the New Year, and the four years of college will be over in a blink of an eye. No longer a minor when he first came."

"Look at what you are still crazy about. The most worrying thing about the whole dormitory is that you are the only one. Your IQ is enough if you take it out and give it to your life."

Liu Xiaoyang put on his brows and put on his pants, surrounded by a group of old ladies in the dormitory, and followed the crowd to the downstairs.

This is a sea of ​​joy, here is the time for catharsis, how many fans have been waiting for a long time, this is how many people yearn for it.

This group of passionate young people waited again and again, even if there is little hope for the future...

Qin Guan didn't have time to feel sad. The only good thing about his senior year was that he had enough credits to complete. He only needed to pass the final thesis. He now uses all his free time effectively.

Since the decision of Citizen Ryukawa of Citizen, the head of the propaganda team at the Japanese headquarters has rushed over non-stop.

They came to China to give full play to the character of workaholics, using all available time to undertake the promotion work.

For a newly surging developing country, they are also moving forward with enthusiasm and tentativeness.

Out of care for each other, A.M was introduced to the Citizen team by matchmaking, and the person in charge of Qin Guan activities was usually overjoyed.

Citizen's advertising production can not only bring money to A.M company, but also bring honor to fill a strong sum in the company's undertaking history.

This temporarily combined team is very efficient. Several people's plans for products and spokespersons are getting more and more detailed. After the final plan is formed, Qin Guan was shocked to find that he was about to produce the first photo album.

Did someone buy it after saying it?

The person in charge in Japan patted his chest with confidence and said that he should not worry at all. In Japan and South Korea, which looks more serious than China, photo albums made by young men like Qin Guan can be sold in minutes.

In order to make up for the lack of popularity of Qin Guan in Asia, Citizen side cooperated with A.M and contacted all Asian versions of VOGUE, ELLE, JJ of Japan, Ruili, and CECI of South Korea to jointly issue Qin Guan's photo album.

This photo album will be used as a supplement to the magazine. After it is added to the packaging of the magazine that was released in the same period, readers who are interested in purchasing will be able to see the price of the photo album at a glance.

Qin Guan suddenly changed from hired Party B to Party A that the magazine has to collaborate to increase sales, which surprised both ELLE's Yin Yan and VOGUE's Qu Xuemei. (To be continued.)