Volume 259 The Quiet End

Qin Guan threw the suit in his hand onto the bed, snapped open the attractive silver belt buckle, and took a shower before changing into clothes for dinner!

In the semi-furred glass bathroom, the mist is steaming, which makes people think

When Qin Guan came out of the room refreshed, Sister Xue, who had been in the cafeteria downstairs, got a little impatient, saying that this is Qin Guan's favorite food, why is it so slow today.

When the two reunited, Sister Xue couldn't tolerate Qin Guan talking too much, so she handed the meal ticket to the reception and dragged Qin Guan into the restaurant.

When Qin Guan just stabilized his figure, he realized that his good buddy Huang Bo was eating hard at the buffet.

Qin Guan was stunned for a moment, grinned and walked towards Huang Bo's direction. He was worried about being bored, and this pair of tempered people came.

He walked up to Huang Bo, sat down on the long chair with a hard back, and said, "Oh, Huang Bo, why did you rush over here? Didn't you say there is still a show?"

Huang Bo raised his head, seeing an old acquaintance in front of him, and said happily, "Wow wow wow wow!"

Sister Xue covered her face helplessly, sighed, pulled out the chair and sat down, and explained the situation to Qin Guan.

"The thing is like this. Originally, I found a ministerial drama for Huang Bo, and it will probably be filmed until the end of the year, but you were invited to the Silver Eagle Art Festival. I thought it would be a good opportunity to expand your network."

"I let Huang Bo take the wrong class and rushed over."

"But I didn't expect that the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. Who would dare to act rashly after being so noisy at this year's Silver Eagle Festival Awards Gala! This was not the original plan to bring Huang Bo to recommend it to Wang Jingcao, so it was abandoned."

Sister Xue reminded Qin Guandao quite seriously: "Tonight is the last day, we will fly to the capital tomorrow, you and Huang Bo should be honest and don't run around, let me pass this art festival safely ! Did you hear that?"

Huang Bo didn't know what happened at the venue. He was focusing on the plate of food in front of him now, but Qin Guan had witnessed the farce and nodded cautiously.

Of course, for Qin Guan, who had changed his style of painting, he immediately entered a state of foraging. As soon as Sister Xue let out a breath, she realized that she was really afraid of something, and Wang Jingcao walked towards their seats.

Even after the meeting, she was still wearing a decent business attire, walked over with her unique warm smile, and warmly exchanged greetings with Sister Xue: "Just in time, I'm still looking for you, you said Qin Looking at this kid, he ran faster than everyone else after the meeting, I thought he would definitely come to the restaurant, so I looked for him."

Sister Xue is now full of doubts about what Wang Jingcao will do, her complexion remains unchanged, and she directly pins the blame on Huang Bo: "Hey, look at what you said, this is not an actor under me who finished filming temporarily Come here, then we will return to Beijing together."

Wang Jingcao didn't think so, looked around and asked: "Oh? What about Qin Guan, I also said that I would bring them to meet some friends."

After speaking, she pointed in the direction of the entrance of the restaurant. Sister Xue turned her gaze and saw Li Bingbing and other artists from Huayi chatting together.

Li Bingbing's eyes followed Wang Jingcao cautiously all the time, seeing that Qin Guan's manager had noticed her, he hurriedly made a cross with his hands carefully.

When Sister Xue saw this gesture, her heart sank immediately, she looked back and smiled: "Sister Wang, it's a coincidence, Qin Guan himself is a little uncomfortable today, he has a little stomachache, and he disappeared in a blink of an eye, maybe he will go again It's the toilet."

Huang Bo, who was eating at the side, raised his head abruptly, there are still people eating here, can you pay attention?

How else can you say that the one who hits you in the face is always your acquaintance? As soon as Sister Xue finished speaking, Qin Guan walked over with a stack of food plates half a meter high. As he walked, he said angrily, "Sister Xue, hurry up and get something to eat. The organizing committee is really generous with lobsters. If you don't go, you will be robbed!"

It's that huge lobster. Under the contemptuous eyes of the waiter, your old man took half of the meat, isn't there only a little scum left?

Sister Xue looked at Qin Guan with a ruddy complexion, and then at Wang Jingcao, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and bit the bullet to make amends for herself: "Well, Qin Guan, why do you have such a loving companion? Forgot to bring food to Huang Bo."

"Ah, Huang Bo hasn't expressed his thanks yet, you can see that Qin Guan is sweating."

Huang Bo glanced at Sister Xue with sad eyes, then stepped his head down: "Thank you."

Qin Guan also noticed something different at this time, he brought the plate to Huang Bo according to Sister Xue's words: "Hey, eat."

Wang Jingcao laughed, since Qin Guan doesn't like the kind of people who try to make money, then he can't help it.

In this business, those who have the capital are praised by others, and those who have no capital are praised by others, just for Qin Guan's unique face, this neither soft nor hard nail, I, Wang Jing, can't bear it.

The spring breeze was still blowing on her face, she stood up from the chair, patted Qin Guan who was still a little dazed: "Then you have a good rest, I thought that there is a small room in the tea restaurant next door, and many friends want to give it to you." Let me introduce, since you are not feeling well, let’s talk about it when we return to the capital?”

Qin Guan consciously showed his own smile: "OK."

Wang Jingcao was satisfied, she calmly led a group of Huayi actors, turned around the door of the restaurant, and disappeared into the corridor around the corner.

Qin Guan came back to his senses, exchanged glances with Sister Xue, sat down, and saw Huang Bo who was facing him with his head buried: "! My lobster!"

The angry little prince Huang Bo stuffed all the lobster Qin Guan had brought into his mouth, biting it to vent his anger

The sky suddenly cleared up on the second day, and the flight to the capital went straight into the sky. Does it mean that the influence of the Silver Eagle Art Festival will be far away?

That's right, the Silver Eagle Art Festival didn't affect Qin Guan in any way, and it can even be said that it didn't affect anyone.

Because for this art festival, the media seemed to have discussed it, and collectively kept silent.

There are only one or two small websites that are not afraid of death, and a little bit of irrelevant information is ambiguously exposed, as if everyone is trying to forget this Silver Eagle Festival and let that day just turn over like this.

Even Qin Guan's explosive gossip that day was submerged in this strange deep water.

While being scolded by her manager, Liu Jia happily took the photo of the upcoming Silver Eagle Art Festival that her buddy gave her.

In the photo, Qin Guan's slightly bent waist, slender suit pants, close-fitting suit vest, and the suit handed over to her, made her fall into fond memories anytime, anywhere at that scene.

The agent looked at Liu Jia helplessly and began to act stupid again. He put the newspaper on his head without seeing or worrying. In the latest issue of the newspaper, there was only one line of small words in the corner of the entertainment section: I wish the 19th Silver Eagle Art Festival a smooth conclusion . To be continued.

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