Rebirth: How a Loser Became a Prince Charming

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Several people in Qin Guan were still curious and asked Liu Xiaoyang: "Hey, what are you doing with this leg of lamb?"

Liu Xiaoyang said a little triumphantly: "I brought it for someone else. Qin Guan was right. I made new friends during the winter vacation."

As soon as the dormitory heard this, the interest came: "Hey, tell me, what's the matter?"

Liu Xiaoyang shared his history of making friends with everyone: "At the beginning, I followed my parents and went to each family in the compound for the New Year, and I chatted with the children who didn't talk much."

"Don't look at my young age, but I'm a college student anyway, don't I? There are a few special chats, and those who come and go become good friends."

"This leg of lamb is a friend of mine who heard that I have a roommate in the northwest and asked me to help. His grandfather, an authentic northwester, wanted to eat authentic dried sheep."

"I don't just ask the third brother."

Everyone nodded. This friend made a sound, which sounded very reliable, so everyone asked: "Then bring the dormitory to play together when free, what are they doing?"

Liu Xiaoyang introduced with pride: "They are good, one is studying forensic medicine, the other is psychiatry, and one is studying intelligence in the military academy."

The people in the dormitory were scattered after listening to the introduction. What should they do?

Can this kid make reliable friends? These three people can form a difficult case group, and the world of genius is really beyond ordinary people's understanding.

Liu Xiaoyang is still unclear. So, he shouted with everyone: "Hey~ don't go, I tell you, the autopsy turned out to be like this..."

Who wants to listen to the corpse, everyone runs further.

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At the beginning of this semester, Qin Guan was busy. He set a basic plan for himself. In the second half of the freshman year, the professional courses started 66 consecutively. Most of the time will be spent in the study of professional courses.

Qin Guan had to research in advance when he was a sophomore. There is still one year left.

Qin Guan was also placed in the sixth level exam at that time, and the memory of words was also a slow job.

On these few courses, Qin Guan's learning schedule is fully arranged.

The small part-time job will give up, because Sister Xue will arrange a part-time job for him on the weekend.

The promotional part-time job I found was not cost-effective and ended decisively.

In the end, only Huang Jiajia's tutors remain. This time is reasonable and the income is not low, so keep it.

On the first weekend of school, Xue Xue contacted the shirt manufacturer. Still in the old place, I took the first advertising poster in the annual agreement.

Qin Guan came to the studio in Chaoyang Park and was the last photographer to shoot him. He saw Qin Guan pushing the door in and gave him an encouraging hug.

The photographer has submitted the last photo to the organizing committee of the character photography contest.

All results will be notified after the initial review. Qin Guan also reciprocated a kind smile, and he always respects those who devote themselves to art.

This time, the J-shirt manufacturer paid special attention to it. As an ideal and aspiring boss, he does not intend to use the telephone to dump his shirt forever.

He also hopes that his shirts will be able to expand sales in an upright manner and enter the mall. Qin Guan gave him such an opportunity.

The last poster, the effect is really good, the audience of these ads is the aunts who are shopping in the city, shopping malls.

When these housewives saw Qin Guan with a smiling face in the shirt advertisement, they automatically brought their children into it.

Hey, this pink shirt is quite lined with skin. Look at the spirit of this guy. Well, the texture also looks good, hey, it's really cheap, a special price of 6o. You must buy it.

These aunts have long forgotten their son's rough skin, dark complexion, and honest figure.

Every mother thinks that her son is as handsome as the model on the poster.

This caused a situation where the sales call for J shirt was almost hit.

Boss J is very excited. He seems to see his dream come true. He has a stubborn spirit and hired a newly graduated design student from the Institute of Clothing Technology. He rented a formal office near Chaoyang Park. He rented a large office in the suburbs. Warehouse, of course, he also signed a long contract with the southern shirt manufacturers.

He desperately used all the profits of this period to do one thing, and made his shirt into a formal brand.

So he came here this time and took the designer to find Xue Xue very solemnly.

The two stood up for the advertising contract, and when Qin Guan finished the first set of clothes, the two men finally finalized the agreement.

The cost of Qin Guan increased from 3ooo yuan to 5ooo yuan, and Qin Guan had to take two more photos. In the future full-page shirt advertising, only one model of Qin Guan will be used.

Qin Guan wore the first shirt and walked into the field when the lights hit. She was very excited when the designer saw her shirt finished for the first time.

This shirt is the main spring youth series, white shirt, cuffs are turned up 3/4 sleeves, neckline and hem have hollow lace. The meaning embodied is the first sunlight of spring.

Of course, this is just the designer's idea, the shirt owner's concern is only good or bad.

As soon as Qin Guan came on stage, everyone's heart became firm. Qin Guan rode on the edge of the wooden window frame, one foot stepped out of the window.

The mottled sunlight shone on Qin Guan's body, and a little time fell.

Qin Guan tilted his shoulders gently into the window and moved his whole body closer to the camera lens of the photographer. The photographer was very excited. He pressed the shutter madly and included Qin Guan's warm smile into it.

"Okay! Change your posture and come again!" The photographer put away the camera and motioned Qin Guan to take another posture.

Qin Guan withdrew his feet outside the window and sat on the windowsill with his legs together. He leaned his arms on the window edge and leaned against the edge of the window. His eyes flicked forward, and the corners of his mouth were gently raised, as if he was focusing on the camera. smile.

The photographer only felt that a burst of warmth came, and Qin Guan smiled softly and attentively at the camera, making the person who saw him feel drunk.

The filming went very smoothly, and the shirt was filmed in two minutes.

Taking advantage of everyone's effort to see the effect of the photo, Qin Guan went to change the second set of photos again.

The owner of the J shirt was satisfied with the effect of the photo. His culture is not high, he can't say any elegant words, but he knows beauty and ugliness, and knows whether his guests will buy it.

When Qin Guan wore out the second shirt, the designer began to get nervous. This shirt was her most attentive work.

Qin Guan walked into the field, and everyone realized that this light green shirt contained the universe.

The light hit through the shirt, and the shading of the whole shirt was clearly displayed in front of everyone. The dandelions blossomed in the light, and it floated slowly on the shirt like flying.

The designer was particularly excited to talk with Qin Guan outside the venue: "This shirt fits tightly with the theme of spring, showing the vitality of spring and giving birth to unlimited vitality!"

The photographer looked at Zhang Er, who couldn't find his head, and said, "Ignore her, listen to me, it's not that complicated, just show the ethereal sense of nothingness."

What is the ethereal sense of nothingness, big brother, big sister, do you dare to speak human language?

Sister Xue knew the situation when she saw Qin Guan's situation. She bit her teeth and thought about it on the sidelines. She waved to Qin Guan. Qin Guan walked in front of Sister Xue, and Sister Xue was like this in his ear. That whispered for a while.

Qin's point of view asked suspiciously: "I'm in charge of this matter, the question is this? Is it a bit of a joke?"

Sister Xue pushed him into the field: "Yes, listen to me, hurry, don't delay the time."

Qin Guan had to walk to the middle of the field and follow the feeling that Sister Xue and he said.

Qin Guan opened his arms, closed his eyes, relaxed his facial muscles, and leaned his head back slightly, making this pose to the photographer.