Rebirth: How a Loser Became a Prince Charming

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It really escaped, leaving with their respective supplies, luggage, and without looking back, even if the later money stopped paying, they could not be turned back.

No wonder, the hardship here is hard to express in a sentence or two.

However, a few days of wind and sand, Qin Guan's consistently full lips, there were a few more dry cracks, and the face he felt was rough.

The Northwest man's contempt did not give his new friends because they found that this man who thought he needed the most care was more tenacious than others.

Qin Guan was unambiguous in shooting the hind legs of rabbits raw and **** in the camera. He bit them with a big mouth without any hesitation.

Rolling and crawling on the Gobi Desert can't stop the man from performing his due diligence in the camera.

They all know that thanks to this man’s blessing, the filming process of this film has been shortened by two cycles, and the final shot is about to end soon.

Qin Guan, who scraped the yellow sand in the northwest, knelt on the rough gravel, looked at the dead body of Ritai who was killed alive, and there were no tears in his eyes, and everyone outside the camera saw his cry.

This shocking killing ushered in by the death of another protagonist finally waited for its final voice.

"stop!"

Lu Chuan, who had already lost his voice, began to pack up his luggage in this empty area with the joy of less than 60 people left.

Qin Guan, who was already on the shoulders with the locals, also asked, "Will there be more poaching now?"

"It's hard to say that there is no place with a checkpoint, and in such a deep area, it may really be encountered."

"Hahaha, didn't the Ministry of Public Security build a protection station here? Hahaha..."

An awkward smile hung on Qin Guan's face like this, because the expression of a Northwestern man with his arms around his neck on the side told him that his words might be realized by tragedy.

"Oh, it's not so coincident, can we still encounter real poaching when making a movie?"

...

"boom…."

You crow mouth.

"It's okay, it's okay! The props are gone!"

Hi!

It was also thanks to this fire escape that allowed them to escape in the vast desert.

Not far from the way they must pass, a group of poachers naturally heard the gunshots here.

For the armed personnel and the huge groups, they can't avoid it.

And they had already gained something. After hearing the gunfire, they quickly evacuated the crime scene.

When the little jeep on the return trip of the film crew squeaked back and forth, they saw these antelopes that had been wrecked.

Below the neck is **** flesh and blood, and those dark eyes are unwillingly large, and there are some natural reflections still in the monotonous yellow soil, twitching slightly.

The blood was flowing into the river, and the neat corpses were spread out. The original thought of the artificially rendered lens was moved into reality in front of everyone.

The most experienced original members of the **** team walked out of the team. It was with a hint of heartache to count the number of these bodies.

1, 2, 3...405, even the big and the small, not spared.

What an ironic number this is, and it fits so well with the small ethnic group of Tibetan antelopes wiped out in the camera.

Suppressed and depressed, the real facts lie ahead.

Let everyone on the return journey put their eyes on Lu Chuan after getting off the bus.

"Director, do you need any help later?"

"Director, come on! If we work overtime, we will also complete the task!"

This is the voice of countless people after hard work, and also their desire to do something for this place.

At the protection site where the report was received, the young policemen, with the feeling of being enemies and enemies, had already entered the direction of the Qin Guanju report.

Those who are good at tracking should be able to return triumphantly with everyone's hope.

Qin Guan walked in front of Lu Chuan, and the two stared at each other for a long time, saying the most sincere blessings to each other.

"This is a good movie, it needs to be seen by the world."

"You are a good actor, and movies always need such actors."

The longest hug between the two people was not for each other, but for the most lovely and simple Northwestern men.

"Qin Guan, you must come to play when you have time!"

"Qin Guan, we count you as a part here, although it is not common, but if you want to be buried in the sky, I will find a temple for you!"

Thank you, you don't need to worry about this.

Goodbye, girl with big red eyes and **** braids.

Goodbye, the most manly northwestern man.

Goodbye, Coco Sicily.

Sister Xue, who returned home from the northwest, was immediately resurrected with blood, and Yin Changtao, who had never been to China, started the work of a day trip to the capital.

And back to Qin Guan embraced by Xiaowo, we were greeted with four pairs of parents with big eyes and small eyes.

"God, my son, aren't you going to film?"

"Yes."

"I don't know if you were sold to a small coal kiln."

Mother Qin exaggeratedly held the face of her son's baby, and looked at the rough skin, it was a little bit rubbed. Look at this complexion, and it will soon become earthy.

When I look at these little lips, they are all gaping...

Qin's mother is exaggerated over there. Daddy Qin is naturally a man's way of expression, just patting his son's shoulder, the worry in his eyes is naturally self-evident.

But looking at the two Cong Nianwei there, Ms. Cong said it was just a little ridiculous about the behavior of the family in the future. Boy, is it too good to be good to grow up?

Dad Cong can't hide the thick gloating of him.

"Haha, Weiwei, look at his stinky skin bladder. Isn't it going to Qinghai? People in Qinghai haven't changed as much as he did..."

"Dad, say a few words."

Daddy Cong, who was covering his belly, had begun to smile smugly, and Cong Nianwei immediately stopped the living treasure to continue the following words.

Qin Guan freed his face from the hands of his old lady, and looked at Cong Nianwei: "Mom and dad, if we have something, let's talk about it tomorrow."

The two children were talking about it, and the four parents were not in a hurry. They gave up the small room to the two young couples who had just met again.

Several elderly people are going back to the hotel, recuperating and rejuvenating, to meet their most anticipated trip tomorrow...buying a house.

The two of the next day, but collectively dispatched, as a new force in the rental industry of the new capital, half have been replaced by Jetta and Santana.

The first stop for a few people was to go to a high-end apartment in the city center with the largest appreciation space in the ancient memory of Qin Guan.

Most of these real estates are well-decorated existing rooms, with a full set of planned standard rooms, even your decoration effort is saved.

And because these houses are placed in the current capital, they are also the best in all ordinary commercial houses, so in the real estate that has been sold for one or two years, the developers still have the best quality apartments.

These are the first choices of Qin Guan. (To be continued.)