Rebirth: How a Loser Became a Prince Charming

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The second group is more difficult. It needs to take a full-body photo of Qin Guan. On the one hand, it should well reflect the matching effect of the shirt, on the other hand, it should let the customer experience the comfort of the shirt.

After listening to the market manager’s request, Qin Guan and the photographer discussed with them and prepared to let Qin Guan take a few jumps.

Most of these small advertisements for shirts are very dull, and if you go there alone, it is an advertisement.

The photographer wants to make Qin Guan jump this time. Since it is youth, it cannot come in accordance with the traditional shirt advertisement.

Qin Guan unbuttoned his shirt according to his own understanding, and stopped until the second one on his chest. The sleeve he rolled up was not rolled down, but it was still rolled up.

The lighting is ready and the photographer is ready. Under the photographer's indication, Qin Guan listened to his command: "Very good, look at this face a little more, yes, prepare, one, two, three, jump!"

Qin Guan heard the prompt of the word jump and immediately jumped up from the spot, spread his arms and jumped up in a very comfortable way.

Qin Guan didn't even think about the shooting of the advertisement when he jumped, and he lost his mind.

That's right, Qin Guan was distracted. He was hungry, and he drove so far, it should be the meal now. Thinking of this, Qin Guan's eyes were naturally empty, and he longed for the desire for meat.

The photographer was so excited that he captured great photos in his lens! I saw the model in the field, with slender straight thighs, leaping high, his eyes empty and confused, like the desire for freedom, looking at the distance, chasing the footsteps of youth. His arms were raised high, as if welcoming his own sky.

When Qin Guan landed, the photographer clicked and took several photos. At this time, he was looking at the effect with excitement.

As a little-known photographer who lives by doing odd jobs, he has his own artistic dream in his heart.

The photographer has now completed his shooting tasks today, no matter how much, for the sake of art, what a face to face.

The photographer walked up to Qin Guan and got close to Qin Guan: "Brother, discuss something?"

Qin Guanzheng was thinking about meat while taking off his shirt. When the photographer talked to him, he could only return politely: "What's the matter? You say"

The photographer folded his hands together and made a begging hand: "Brother, can you take another group? No more than one action."

Qin Guan looked at the market manager next to him strangely. The market manager shrugged and said that he did not know, and then turned to look at the photographer in doubt.

The photographer, Daiju, continued: "I can take two photos for myself? I don't have much money. I can only give you 5o for one photo. I vow not to use it for commercial purposes."

Qin Guan did not take off his clothes, and said to the photographer: "But I didn't bring any formal clothes, how do I shoot?"

When the photographer heard something, he said cheerfully: "You don't need to change clothes, just the shirt." Then he peeked at the marketing manager and continued: "You just wear it like that, go to the wooden post over there, whatever you want Take a pose and take two photos."

Qin looked pitiful at the other party, and felt that it was not too hard. He didn't even wear the buttons, so he walked to the side of the column, leaned his elbows on the column, and left crotch leaned on the column.

Who made this posture the most labor-saving, and Qin Guanhung couldn't stand. In the photographer's lens, Qin Guan is leaning on a simple wooden column in a more lazy and wanton way, his eyes are melancholy and helpless, the unbuttoned shirt is loosely placed on Qin Guan's bare chest , Looks **** and wild.

The photographer clicked and clicked, feeling that he couldn't stop. After a full press, he shouted to Qin Guan, "Well! End!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Guan quickly supported the pillar and came to the photographer and marketing manager.

Everyone got together to divide the money, ah no, it was the checkout.

According to the usual practice, such a small job gives 8oo yuan to 15oo yuan at a time, because Qin Guan performed well, and the market manager naturally paid Xue Wanyi the highest price, 15oo yuan.

Xue Wanyi, as an intermediary for Ladangang, took away half of Qin Guan's income.

Qin Guan's open pile of tickets shook in front of him, and when he got it, he lost half.

Then came the money handed over from the photography. He selected six photos of Qin Guan, a 5o, which was 3oo yuan after settlement, and a simple photo use agreement was included.

The agreement states that these six photos can only be used by photographers to participate in the Metropolis Photography Grand Prix, and not for other commercial purposes.

When everything went smoothly, Qin Guan took the 1o5o dollar he earned and almost failed to walk out the door~ hungry.

Qin Guan walked out of the studio according to his instincts and went straight to the west gate of Chaoyang Park. He is going to eat barbecue now. Whoever dares to stop him again, he will be anxious.

This hadn't reached the door of the barbecue restaurant, and he met the marketing manager who was about to drive away. He shouted at Qin Guan, who looked at the marketing manager with green eyes.

His broken heart shouted, Brother, what else? The marketing manager dragged a large black plastic bag from the trunk and handed it to Qin Guan, saying: "Hold it, extra benefits." After waving, he waved and drove away.

Qin Guan dragged his black bag and went into the barbecue restaurant. He said nothing. It was just a point to get a waiter.

Cumin flavored marinated lamb, come with a plate, fat beef, a plate, pork, a plate. A plate of sweet potato slices and onion slices.

Qin Guan was stunned by the waiter's gaze, and then clicked down.

The little waiter who ordered the meal was a bit unbearable, and reminded Qin Guan in a low voice: "Is it a little too much?"

Qin Guan waved his hand, "Not much, go to serve, hurry up! Run!"

The waiter was stunned by Qin Guan's momentum, and he went to the kitchen and placed an order. Qin Guan picked up the free barley tea on the table and drank one bite for two.

After rubbing his deflated belly, Qin Guan opened the black plastic bag on the edge to see what the sales manager gave him.

Qin Guan opened the bag and saw a lot of new shirts stacked inside.

Qin Guan recalled that these were the sales shirts that the sales manager prepared for the interview today, because people chose too fast and did not give others the opportunity to try on.

Those shirts will naturally be left, and it is really not worthwhile to run back to the factory just for these shirts. Naturally, Qin Guan was sent to him with his personal feelings.

Qin Guan took a look around and tied the original black plastic bag. This is a typical take-and-take with you, with money to make, and gifts to receive. Why is it so embarrassing?

Qin Guan is still foolishly stealing music over there, and the meat here is served plate by plate.

The waiter was also frightened by Qin Guan's rush, carrying a plate and trotting. The charcoal stove underneath was also close to Qin Guan first.

Qin Guan rubbed his hands, picked up the iron clip, filled it with a pinch of meat, and put it on the baking tray with a thorn.

Everyone understands here, Qin Guan eats grilled barbecue.

The formation of the barbecue in the old capital began in the twenty-five years of Kangxi in Qing Dynasty (1686 AD) and has a history of more than 32 years.

The people of the city use iron bars to nail a garden iron plate, called Zhizi. The following uses charcoal or pine charcoal to make fire. The beef or lamb is cut into thin slices and simmered. It is placed on the Zhizi and roasted with long chopsticks. There was oil and water creaking on the grate.

After a while, the room was full of roasted meat, which made Qin Guan's appetite greatly increase.

Qin Guan used the iron clip to pull the grilled cumin lamb steak onto the plate, and put the scallions one by one. While the round of meat was not cooked, he stuffed the plate into his mouth.

The secret sauce soaks the Mongolian lamb very well, accompanied by the taste of nature and parsley. Qin Guan eats the cheeks.

Qin Guan was stuffing while roasting, it was really a mess. The waiter looked at it and was very unbearable. He took an iron clip and came over to help Qin Guan barbecue, let him lighten the burden, as long as he ate quietly.

Qin Guan hung his head and ate for half an hour, filling his stomach half full, and then he often exhaled, raised his head, and thought to himself: starving to death, my Hu Hansan is alive again.

Qin Guan smiled at the little waiter who was helping him grill the meat. He was embarrassed to let him go to another table. Now he can roast slowly.

The waiter stared at Qin Guan's face, pursed his mouth embarrassedly, handed the iron clip to Qin Guan, and ran away in a panic.

Qin Guan slowly ended the meat feast. Carrying a large black plastic bag, he squeezed into the bus back to school.

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