404 The Small Shop Is About to Open ~ 4000 Will Be Updated

The big-mouthed beauty left gracefully, and what greeted Qin Guan was not only the last show before the movie wrapped, but also the arrival of Drew Barrymore, who was also as unconventional as Julia.

The other sister's eyes were playful, and her eyebrows were raised when she looked at Qin Guan. The power of the tabloids was really immediate.

Qin Guan's only luck is that his girlfriend never reads gossip entertainment newspapers, which is a commendable habit.

Otherwise, it's really hard to say whether Qin Guan, who was subjected to the ten major tortures of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, would be able to go to the ground to film.

This is the last scene. This scene was chosen on a sunny day. This scene was chosen in a beautiful suburban town. This scene is the wedding of Qin Guan and Barrymore.

This means the beginning of his normal life and the end of his dark life.

In the milky white country church, Qin Guan and Barrymore walked out slowly, wearing a white wedding dress and dress symbolizing purity on each other.

The white dove of peace flew into the sky when the church bell rang...

Ironically, in the nearby churchyard, there are a few corpse bearers carrying the freshest corpse, ready to be buried.

Don't think about it, it's Julia who had been warm with Qin Guan yesterday, the wife next to her is all white and smiling like a flower, and the glamorous soul from the street next door has returned to her soul...

On the leaving wedding car, Qin Guan decided to confess the first half of his real life to the woman who was about to join hands for the rest of his life.

As the car drove, Qin Guan held the hands of his other half seriously and solemnly, and the white wedding gauze gloves bloomed innocently in his hands.

"Barrymore, I work for the CIA, you hear that?"

The camera has always been a close-up of Qin Guan's face, with the fear of telling the truth and the urgency of needing others to understand.

"I've killed people, I've killed a lot of people, you hear that?"

He pursed his lips, his beautiful eyebrows were twisted together, his long eyelashes were seriously drooping, his lips trembled slightly because of nervousness, Qin Guan also pursed them very sexy.

The wife on the opposite side, after listening to his confession, the smile on her face disappeared, and she just looked at Qin Guan in shock, seriousness, and fear.

The close-up of the camera takes Barrymore seriously and carefully.

Then…

"Hahahahaha"

This girl smiled unrestrainedly and unrestrainedly, she could see all the big white teeth in her mouth, and if you looked closely, you could still see the little tongue in her throat, which shows how fiercely she laughed after listening to Qin Guan's words.

"Ha ha ha ha ha..."

You can't stop laughing Qin Guan puckered his mouth aggrievedly, blinked his wet black eyes twice, and next to him was his wife who didn't believe that he was laughing like crazy.

He sniffled, sat upright, and beside him were pearl earrings that flickered with a smile. "Ha ha ha ha"

Qin Guan turned her head and was still smiling, and when I turned my head again, she was still smiling...

Well, laugh then, come and join me in "ha ha ha"

Qin Guan also smiled, pulled his face in embarrassment, and tried his best to laugh out eight decayed teeth, oh no, eight white teeth, and he didn't forget to look at his wife.

Right, forget what I just said, this is a joke...

Time flies...Three elderly people, each with a gun, let them go back to their lives.

They will see what they have done, who they have become, how much their dreams have been fulfilled...

The winner is the one who doesn't blow his own head off...

This is the last show for Chuck Barris and the last shot for Confessions of a Dangerous Mind. These have nothing to do with Qin Guan.

The operation of a film company is such a process. After drinking the farewell beer with the crew, they may never see each other again in the future life.

Because of the huge American film industry, this small group will always be looking for new job opportunities and jobs that start filming.

The current Qin Guan was seriously pressured by Cong Nianwei to buy goods in his small shop, and the first business deal between He Minglanjin and them was successfully handed over.

Today they bought beautiful Chinese rattan flower baskets and laid a winding red carpet at the entrance of the store in advance, which means that this design palace belonging to the two will be open for business in a few days.

Guo Nuoyan, an idler who started his brand store on the right track, spends all his spare time coveting the things in this small shop.

He believed that this shop might cause some extraordinary storms in New York.

Now there are people standing at the entrance one after another. After visiting the Chelsea Market, I stopped by to see the lively designers. They want to see what kind of store owner dares to name such a big store—the beauty of the world is really great. .

Lan Jin, who was on the side, had no time to worry about others. He was being treated as free labor by Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei, dragging boxes of goods from the trunk of the car.

"Hey, slow down, the things I asked Teacher Rong to bring are worth thousands of dollars, if you break one, I'll never end with you!!"

Lan Jin pursed his lips, and immediately lay down on the reclining chair made of ancient rattan at the door, and couldn't get up after being beaten to death.

While watching Qin Guan take out all the things, he complained.

"I'm not talking about you, Qin Guan. You're the only one who is into this crap. Your teacher Rong is not that high."

This brat is also abroad, you have to try it if Granny Rong hears this in the capital, it will directly let Lan Jin see what cruelty is most intuitively.

"Look, I didn't say you traveled thousands of miles to get a mask made of tattered wood, with such a ferocious expression... tsk tsk tsk"

Cong Nianwei gave Lan Jin a blank look, and pushed her back without thinking: "You don't even know about the masks of the Nuo opera, why don't you even recognize your ancestors!"

While hanging a three-eyed Rakshasa mask carved from red willow on the wooden wall full of ancient Chinese flavors, she told the feelings of this mask.

"Only using the changes and decorations of the facial features to describe the expression of the wearer is a form of plastic art, which is older than painting, tattoos, and makeup. See, this streamlined line makes people feel Infinite artistic beauty."

"Sturdy beauty, ferocious beauty, ferocious beauty, tough beauty..."

There are three masks hung on the wooden wall, but their expressions are lifelike and different.

A well-mannered middle-aged man at the door opened his mouth when Cong Nianwei's voice fell.

"Excuse me, how much is that big red mask?" The direction he pointed was the three-eyed Rakshasa that Cong Nianwei was the first to hang up.

"$500."

'Cough cough cough cough...' Lan Jin was lying on the wicker chair and was out of breath.

The middle-aged man's eyes never moved from under the mask. He looked at the situation in the arena, which was obviously still being cleaned up, but made his request without hesitation. (To be continued.)