Rebirth: How a Loser Became a Prince Charming - Chapter 337

[Three hundred and thirty-five is going to be part-time~teng one thousand eight hundred and sixty-one plus more]

“Qin Guan, you can really consider the suggestion of the drama director. If you think that the drama club of Columbia University is just a small game, I can recommend it to the Broadway Actors Guild.”

“Our Actors Union stipulates that It’s very strict, and large theaters don’t dare to violate the rules, not to mention that you only need to pass the test of the union, or be recognized by a famous teacher in the industry.”

“You can soar to the sky on the Broadway stage!”

Qin Guan turned his head and shook his head at Wendy’s kindness, even though the Broadway opera system was monopolized and indispensable in American entertainment.

However, it is only a small part of the entertainment industry in the United States. Not to mention the bleakness of musicals on the big screen, it is already embarrassing that the audience of musicals is too small.

Not to mention, the long-term rehearsal schedule, and the tour schedule that is as short as three months and as long as one or two years during the tour, are completely inconsistent with the current schedule of Qin Guan.

Therefore, out of respect for Wendy’s friend, Qin Guan did not use a perfunctory attitude to obfuscate the other party, but seriously told Wendy about his plans.

Everyone has their own aspirations, no matter how much a person who loves Broadway, he can’t force others to be like her, so this seemingly tough but reasonable girl gave up the digging of Qin Guan’s good seedlings.

It’s a pity that neither Qin Guan nor Xu Xiaoxiao who left noticed the dazzling light shining in Wendy’s beautiful eyes behind them.

Although Xu Xiaoxiao knew Qin Guan’s plan during his school days, he was quite shrewd and felt that he didn’t need to give up the opportunity he had, so he planned to explain the benefits to Qin Guan.

Participating in a theater club is different from being a Broadway actor.

“Hey? Dude? Are you stupid? With your level, you must be a leader in the drama club. I haven’t seen a few art college students who can do you.”

“Do you know that such a rich resume is very beneficial for getting an offer from a large company in the future as an internship or working in New York? Why did you reject it?”

Qin Guan turned his head and faced Xu Xiaoxiao. Baring his teeth: “I have returned from my studies, do I still care about whose head the Citi flag is flying?”

Xu Xiaoxiao was choked on the spot by Qin Guan’s bright smile. As he walked behind him, he remembered Grandpa was groping for old photos when he had nothing to do, and suddenly asked, “Is China that good?”

Qin Guan was a little stunned.

But he still nodded without hesitation: “Yeah! Very good.”

“Does he have the financial atmosphere of New York, or the movie sunset in Los Angeles, or the steel plane in Seattle?”

Qin Guan’s smile widened: “all of them. If you have the opportunity to go to China, I will be the host, that is my home court after all.”

Xu Xiaoxiao no longer said any more, but secretly made a decision in his heart, when he must go I went to China, but how did I hear that there is no tea egg there now… Life

is so smooth, aside from the initial accumulation of bombardment and bombardment, Qin Guan, who has already experienced, is now living a very good life. law.

In the morning, there is a routine exam, and the end time is always 12:00 noon, followed by the exercises in the afternoon.

It’s a pity that Qin Guan, who has mastered the rules more and more, has already made preparations and saved most of the time of the day.

Now that we have our own time, it’s time to properly run things in Manhattan. It’s no wonder that Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei have only been here for a month, so they began to hurriedly think about part-time jobs.

The two of them haven’t done anything yet. This week, 3,000 US dollars was spent inexplicably. That day he wanted to take Cong Nianwei to the hair salon in Times Square for a haircut. When he came out, he found out that the cost of food for a week, It just went out inexplicably.

The problem is that Cong Nianwei didn’t blow, dye, and perm, but just did a simple haircut… The price of New York can only be replaced by a vulgar FUCK, nothing else.

JOHN, a good friend, is calling Qin Guan at LEE’s headquarters in Kansas. Because of his strong recommendation, the designer of this year’s autumn clothing, the one who used Qin Guan at Beijing Fashion Week, has now invited him .

Qin Guan looked at his schedule helplessly, and said sorry to JOHN on the other end of the phone: “I only have one day of vacation here in October, and your company’s T-stage press conference is actually at the anniversary celebration in the place of origin. This event I can’t take it.”

John’s eyes were crooked and his nose was slanted, and a roar came directly on the other end of the phone: “Do you want to consider the future development? I’m here to open the back door for you.”

“Do you know that at the end of October, It’s New York Fashion Week, the top four fashion weeks in the world. I’m asking you to stand up for yourself first, so that you will have to have a hard time interviewing in a number of brands and design studios.”

“” You are an Asian model who is unfamiliar with you, how many people will use you!”

Qin Guan thought about the densely packed part-time promotions posted on the central gate of Columbia University, which are basically all in Manhattan.

If the old men who taught economics in the school knew that their favorite student had skipped class because of a part-time job, they would probably have been hanged and beaten by them in a fit of rage.

Qin Guan took a deep breath, and sometimes it is necessary to give up accordingly: “JOHN, who am I, Qin Guan, I used to run as a model, I used to run, why can’t I run now? You still have my strength. Don’t you know?”

“Believe in my strength! See you at New York Fashion Week!”

Qin Guan hung up the phone ambitiously after speaking…

John looked at the beeping voice on the microphone. The gramophone in the bar sang melodious songs. On the wooden bar chair, a hot girl with long leather boots moved towards the tall and handsome American boy beside the phone. She lifted her short skirt and heard the leather boots and the wooden floor. collision.

“Baby…Please have a drink at the bar…” The

night was sultry, and JOHN, who had committed an old problem, temporarily put his Asian elf aside.

Qin Guan, who hung up the phone, finished sorting out his resume, and uploaded his homework for tomorrow. He wondered if Times Square, which has the most fashion designers and design companies in New York, would have the part-time opportunity he was looking for.

When it comes to New York, other people’s impression of him is the center of finance and news. In fact, this is very one-sided. It has a beautiful and important port, the seriousness and conservativeness of the East Coast, and the largest fashion gathering in the United States in the center of New York. land.

Such a contradictory collection is perfectly reflected in Times Square and Chelsea Street.

(To be continued.)