Rebirth: How a Loser Became a Prince Charming

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"Qin Guan, you can really consider the suggestion of the drama director. If you think that Columbia University's drama club is just a small play, I can recommend it to the Broadway actor union."

"Our actor union regulations are very strict, and large theaters dare not not follow the rules, not to mention that you only have to pass the union test or have been recognized by a famous teacher in the industry."

"You can soar on the Broadway stage!"

Qin Guan turned his head and shook his head at Wendy's kindness, although Broadway's opera system occupies an exclusive position in the American entertainment industry and has an indispensable position.

But for the entertainment industry in the United States, it is just one of the small sectors. Not to mention the bleakness of the musicals on the big screen. The audience of the musicals is too small, it is already embarrassing.

Not to mention, the long-term rehearsal arrangement, and the short-term tour schedule of three months, and the long-term tour schedule of one or two years are completely incompatible with the current Qin Guan schedule.

Therefore, out of respect for Wendy's friend, Qin Guan did not confuse each other with a perfunctory attitude, but seriously told Wendy about his plan.

Everyone has their own ambitions, no matter how much someone loves Broadway, it is impossible to force others to be like her, so this seemingly tough and reasonable girl gave up the excavation of Qin Guan's good seedling.

It's a pity that Qin Guan and Xu Xiaoxiao who left did not notice that the dazzling light in Wen Di's beautiful eyes behind them.

Although Xu Xiaoxiao knew Qin Guan's plan during school, he was quite savvy. He felt that there was no need to give up the opportunity he got, so he planned to explain the benefits inside with Qin Guan.

Participating in a drama club has a different purpose than being an actor on Broadway.

"Ah? Dude? Are you stupid? At your level, going to a drama club is definitely a big deal. I haven't seen a few art college students capable of you."

"Do you know that such a rich resume is very beneficial for getting an offer from a big company for an internship or staying in New York in the future? Why did you refuse?"

Qin Guan turned his head and faced Xu Xiao Xiao Yaoya: "Will I return to China, and will I care who is flying Citi on the head?"

Xu Xiaoxiao was choked on the spot by Qin Guan's brilliant smile. While walking behind him, he remembered the old photos that grandpa groped, and suddenly asked, "China is so good?"

Qin Guan was a little stunned, but he nodded without hesitation: "Well! Very good."

"Does he have the financial atmosphere of New York or is it like the sunset of a Los Angeles movie, or the steel plane of Seattle?"

Qin Guan's smile was even wider: "All of them, and none of them, then you have to personally experience and have the opportunity to go to China. I will be the host, after all, it is my home court."

Xu Xiaoxiao no longer speaks, but secretly made a decision, when must go to China, but how can I hear that there are no tea eggs…

The days have passed so smoothly, aside from the initial accumulation of bombing and bombardment, Qin Guan, who already has experience, is now very regular.

In the morning, there is a routine examination, and the end time is always 12 noon, then the exercises in the afternoon are killed. It is a pity that Qin Guan, who is more and more in control of the law, has already prepared himself, saving most of the day.

Now that I have my own time, it is time to get things done in Manhattan. No wonder Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei have been here for just a month, and they have been thinking about the problem of part-time work in a hurry.

The two didn't do anything. This week, they spent US$3,000 inexplicably. He wanted to take Cong Nianwei to a hair salon in Times Square. When he came out, he discovered that the meal cost for a week, Inexplicably spent like this.

The problem is that Cong Nianwei didn't blow and dye, just made a simple haircut... New York's prices can only be replaced by a vulgar FUCK, and nothing else.

John, a good friend, is calling Qin Guan at the headquarters of LEE in Kansas. Because of his strong recommendation, the designer of this year's autumn dress, the person who used Qin Guan at Beijing Fashion Week, now sends him an invitation. .

Qin Guan looked helplessly at his schedule, and said sorry to the other end of the phone over the phone: "In October, my holiday is only one day, the anniversary of your company’s T station press conference is at the place of origin, this event I can't take it."

JOHN's angry eyes slanted his nose, and a roar came directly from the end of the phone: "Do you want to consider the future development? I'm here to open the back door for you."

"Do you know that at the end of October, it's New York Fashion Week, the world's top four fashion weeks, I'm letting you play for yourself, and you will have to suffer a lot when you save yourself. Interview with the design interior."

"Your Asian model who is not familiar with your life, there will be a few people who use you!"

Qin Guan thought about the dense part-time publicity list posted on the central gate of Columbia University, basically in Manhattan.

If the old man who teaches economics in the school knows that their proud student has skipped class because of part-time work, it is estimated that they can be beaten by them in anger.

Qin Guan took a deep breath, and sometimes it was necessary to give up accordingly: "JOHN, who is my Qin Guan? I used to run out of a small model. I used to run, why can't I run now? You still have my strength. do not know?"

"Trust me! See you at New York Fashion Week!"

After talking about Qin Guan, he hung up the phone ambitiously...

JOHN looked at the beeping sound on the microphone, the gramophone of the old bar sang melodious songs, and the hot girl with long leather boots on the wooden bar chair, she leaned towards the tall and beautiful American boy on the phone and flicked her Short skirt, heard the collision of leather boots and wooden floor.

"Baby...please have a drink..."

The night was sultry, and the ill-fated JOHN temporarily threw his Asian elves aside.

Qin Guan, who hung up the phone, sorted out his resume and uploaded his homework tomorrow. I don’t know if there is a part-time opportunity he is looking for in Times Square, which has the most fashion designers and design companies in New York.

When it comes to New York, other people's impression of him is the center of finance and news. In fact, it is very one-sided. There are beautiful and important ports, the seriousness and conservatism of the East Coast, and the largest fashion gathering in the United States in the center of New York. Ground.

Such a contradictory collection is perfectly reflected in Times Square and Chelsea Avenue. (To be continued.)