Volume 362 Campus Characters

"A Grade B grade, you are ashamed to say that you are a student of Columbia University. Fortunately, I left you Xu Xiaoxiao early."

"Otherwise, if I stay with you for a long time, I will be assimilated into a mediocre person...Hmph!"

Speaking of this, Kuhn took away the report card in his hand, looked at the ceiling of the classroom with his nostrils, and walked to the door. When he turned around, he still did not forget to sneer: "Outside is the big list of comprehensive rankings. It's the same thing, and when I saw the first place, I didn't know how to write the word shame."

Xu Xiaoxiao listened to Kuhn who was showing off on the other side, the skin on his face twitched helplessly, what happened to our stuff? Can you look at other people's grades carefully before speaking.

Professor Martin on the side also swallowed embarrassingly. He kindly wanted to remind Kuhn, but before he raised his arm, the young man was already looking up at the summary table at the door.

The first place in the department... Qin Guan...

Yishui's a+, Kuhn looked at the lonely plus signs in his hand, and then at his student number pressed under Qin Guan's name, and crystal tears welled up.

"Wow…"

Carrying a sad wind and a few broken paper scraps on the ground, Kuhn disappeared into the corridor.

"What stimulated this child?"

"have no idea?"

I don't understand the darkness of night during the day, the sadness that chickens and ducks talk about...

Qin Guan and Xu Xiaoxiao, who were walking on the campus of Columbia University, were finally able to let go of the big stone in their hearts and enjoy the rare campus scenery.

On the tree-lined path covered with dead leaves, there is this latest issue of the school newspaper on the magazine rack at the corner of the street. As Xu Xiaoxiao, who has always been at the forefront of news, naturally he cannot let go of this issue of news.

Sure enough, as he had expected, the biggest headline in this issue was the new party prince born at Columbia University's welcome party.

This full-page photo on the front page was shot at a very high standard. The reporter of the school newspaper is indeed a top journalism student in the United States. Whether it is the grammar and wording of the soft article or the layout of the newspaper, they are all very professional.

The rise of Qin Guan's walking on the small road was just an ordinary news, but Xu Xiaoxiao, who knew the strength of campus gossip, was just sitting and waiting for a good show to take place.

Sure enough, as Xu Xiaoxiao expected, the power brought by the school magazine gradually began to manifest.

Sitting on the majestic steps of the library, Qin Guan, who was waiting for Cong Nianwei to leave get out of class next to the sculpture of Columbia University, began the long-awaited road of rejection.

Beautiful girls are in every American high school, and brown-haired and black-haired girls are not as popular as blonde girls for local boys.

But this group of blond girls who could have debuted as porn stars, at this time, brushed their hair and extended an invitation to this handsome and mysterious man opposite.

"Today's midnight movie is only watched by others..."

"Hi, my name is Jenny, would you like a drink?"

Qin Guan twitched the corner of his mouth, and nodded to Cong Nianwei on the left side of him in the newspaper in a good voice: "I'm sorry, girls, this is my goddess..."

The straightforward American girls who are rejected don't know what reserve is. They ask questions readily and leave readily. At most, they don't forget to remind each other before leaving: "Call me when we break up, I'm free anytime!"

Qin looked at the crowd without a trace of cloud, and in the other hand, there was a handful of small notes full of phone numbers, and he shook a few times proudly towards Xu Xiaoxiao who was at the side.

"Qin Guan? You can go now, what are you doing?"

The voice of his girlfriend came from behind. Qin Guan stuffed the note full of papers into Xu Xiaoxiao's hand in an instant. He patted the dirt on his trousers and said, "No...it's nothing. Xu Xiaoxiao is handing the paper..."

The unyielding Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei walked down the steps, leaving only the Chinese friend who was at a loss in front of the sculpture...

Along the way, people passing by would always say hello to Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei: "Hi! Qin! Awesome!"

"Dude! Great job!"

These two young people from other places were immediately remembered by the teachers and students of the whole school. From today onwards, the wind and clouds are surging, and their reputation is spreading far and wide...

In China on the other side of the ocean, Sister Xue also received an email from Qin Guan announcing the good news. The school newspaper with big front page headlines and the beautiful show with the CK logo all made Sister Xue in front of the computer very happy.

She hurriedly sorted out Qin Guan's news, and sent a copy to the promoters of the fan group, and a copy to Qu Xuemei from Vogue.

The phone over there kept ringing, but the extraordinarily busy Sister Xue was filled with great joy: "Oh, director Zhang Jizhong? Oh, I know, the TV series was broadcast in early 2003, it was a coincidence .”

"Director Zhang Yimou's hero was also sent to Hollywood to participate in the election at that time, huh? Why doesn't it matter? It matters a lot. We, Qin Guan, also have a role in it..."

"Oh, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!"

One side of the phone dropped, and the other side continued to ring.

Cigarettes were lingering over the working group of heroes at night, Zhang Weiping looked at the email from Xue Wanyi to their producer, and cheerfully turned the computer to Zhang Yimou.

"What's the matter? Have you decided who to take with you? As far as I know, this kid definitely doesn't need to take him, and he's not missing one. Give him a ride along the way?"

Zhang Yimou looked at Qin Guan in a neat suit, smiling brightly under the flashlight of Columbia University, and pressed the cigarette butt that was about to be extinguished into the ashtray: "You are the director, you look at the arrangement!"

"Then it's settled, bring him next year?"

"Bring him next year!"

Let’s not mention how dazzling the resolute Qin Guan is on the vogue printing press, and the joyful cheers of sister Xue in the New Silk Road Studio, Qin Guan on the other side of the ocean finally found the small room opposite the Chelsea market under the inspiration of his girlfriend. direction.

Since it is a gathering place for designers, it is natural to do it closely. The corner of the mysterious veil of China, from here, from this small room, Qin Guan will lead everyone to see what is long and long.

Cong Nianwei, who was born in architectural design, was wearing overalls and jeans, measuring data in this room, turning her head from time to time to exchange ideas with Qin Guan.

Qin Guan at the door was holding the phone, excitedly discussing the products of this store with Mr. Rong from the other side of the ocean. Yes, Qin Guan is going to be a top-notch, the only top art custom palace in the United States.

Due to the current small scale, the goods in the shop are naturally all Chinese goods, and the particularity of this location makes the level of goods here must be called high-end. (To be continued.)