Volume 482 Emergencies

Flowers and grass, Yingying Yanyan, white shirt and suit pants, gold lace and business card holder, the image of an old-fashioned elite is displayed in front of the most ordinary desk.

The director of the advertisement turned the camera directly in front of Qin Guan, and after looking around at the people waiting outside the venue, he opened his last questioning words: "Have you memorized the order of going on stage clearly?"

All the female models nodded obediently.

The director waved his hand: "Every unit is ready, 3, 2, start."

As soon as the director's voice fell, Qin Guan became busy among the towering documents like a clockwork machine.

'High-intensity work makes you more stressed, oil secretion passes, pores are clogged, and more skin problems come oncoming...'

The background narrator came here, Qin Guan raised his head buried on the table, like an it man who was exhausted for a day and was still thinking about his own skin problems, annoyed.

'Girls, don't even look at'

As soon as the advertising director on the sidelines beckoned, the two models walked up nervously. Since they didn't know how to express the dismissive expression on their faces, they could only use body language to replace these details.

The necks of the two girls were almost bent back to form a right angle.

The nostrils are upturned, and it is raining, that is to say, the two of them.

As for Qin Guan, who had been ignored, he raised his eyebrows in frustration, and pressed his lips helplessly behind his glasses.

This is what can be seen from a distance but not played with...

'But you have new options, and different changes...'

At this point in the narration of the lines, two more girls, like little angels saving the earth, rushed to Qin Guan's side with the products in the advertisement.

These two people are shooting commercials for the first time. Unlike the group of girls in front, they just need to walk over. They need to make a whole set of actions in the big camera.

They need to step forward, one gently takes off his gold-rimmed glasses behind Qin Guan's back, while the other needs to stick the black L'Oreal men's facial cleanser to the side of Qin Guan's face. Let the propelling camera take a clear picture of the products and models.

As a result, the two girls moved tremblingly. The girl behind Qin Guan had a particularly big breast. after the scalp.

How dare this Qin Guan play hooligans in public? He knew it was an advertisement, but he didn't know he was using other people's dick as a pillow, so Qin Guan desperately stuck his head forward.

Let's stretch it out, because the girl behind her can't see clearly, she can only see the back of Qin Guan's head, so the glasses might be able to catch it.

The room leak happened to be raining overnight, and at this time, when the glasses were taken off, another girl would automatically stick facial cleanser to Qin Guan's face.

So the person who was supposed to take off his glasses inserted his fingers into Qin Guan's nostrils, and the facial cleanser that should have been pasted directly slapped Qin Guan's face.

Everyone has seen the shape of this plastic facial cleanser. Generally, the top part is flat and hard. Although it is made of plastic, it is extremely sharp when pulled.

And this wrong hand, the most pointed side of the outer packaging, was slashed straight down towards the side of Qin Guan's face that was close to him.

Qin looked at the sharp side with graceful pattern edges and corners, and instantly poked towards his cheekbones. According to the current trajectory, if he slammed down hard, he would have to suffer.

But at this time, his eyes were vaguely blocked by the hand of the female model behind him, and another hand inserted next to his nose blocked the trajectory of his head.

Now there is only one way to avoid the biggest injury, that is, you can't poke your head forward just to avoid suspicion, that is tantamount to putting your face on the murder weapon.

So I can only tilt my head back, close my eyes and put the back of my head in front of the chest.

Sooner or later, Qin Guan relaxed all the strength in his body, leaned back with one shoulder, as if enjoying himself, and leaned back with all the strength in his body.

'Crack' The chair legs under Qin Guan's buttocks, the two front ones were tilted up due to inertia, and his head naturally lay on the opponent's chest.

And the out-of-control facial cleanser brushed past his cheek with a 'chuss', and the fierce wind brushed past his shoulders, fanning a few strands of his hair at the temples.

In the end, there was still a white mark left on Qin Guan's delicate skin, which slowly turned from white to red in just a few seconds.

It can be seen that if he didn't dodge this time, what kind of virtue would be on his face now.

The crowd of onlookers on the sidelines did not react to the flashes of the accident. Until now, after the incident ended, the venue was silent for ten seconds before there was a sound of exclamation.

"Qin Guan!"

Qu Xuemei stepped into the arena with one stride, pushed away the female model who was holding facial cleanser and was still in a daze, and pinched Qin Guan's chin in an instant, and then lifted it up one by one.

On the smooth and moist skin, there is a slight redness, which is not serious, just like you scratched a fingernail on your arm, and the red mark will go away in just a few minutes.

Of course, if you have allergies or cut your fingernails into the shape of an Egyptian pyramid, then you have to try, let alone the author taught me.

And the girl who caused trouble, after Qu Xuemei pushed her, finally came to her senses and burst into tears.

"Wow, I didn't mean to..."

Qu Xuemei listened to the magic voice behind her ears, and looked at the unsightly scratch on the perfect and infinite face in front of her, feeling a little irritated in her heart.

She flicked Qin Guan's chin, turned around and scolded: "Shut up! If you dare to howl again, I will sue you for bankruptcy!" Then she turned her head around again, "And you! Are you okay? Roll your head off someone else's body!"

Qu Xuemei's roars made a group of sissies on the sidelines swallow their screams as if they had been strangled.

Don't make trouble for yourself, and save yourself from being scolded.

Qin Guan blushed, and raised his head in embarrassment. When he turned his head subconsciously, he found that the very promising female model behind him was looking at him shyly and timidly.

Oh my god, it's broken, Qin Guan slowly turned his neck back, and couldn't help but shudder, why not use his position to eliminate this girl, look at the child's expression, no I want to rely on him.

Why does this look so much like Huang Jiajia?

ps: I pushed the book, "The Best Antique Dealer" written by the youngest of the third family... You said why is the antique dealer so good? Behind the house is Liulichang's hands up! (To be continued.)

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