Rebirth: How a Loser Became a Prince Charming

Chapter 252: There are wonders every year

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The big wheel of the entertainment circle has not stopped because of Qin Guan's popularity on the Internet.

The opening of the Silver Eagle Art Festival is imminent. Everyone is busy preparing for such a feast. At this time, the entertainment circle also routinely makes way for the Silver Eagle Festival. Before the end of this feast, the public is given a calm buffer period.

But Wang Jingcao, who didn't play cards according to common sense, moved, just two days before the Silver Eagle Art Festival.

Overwhelming news about Qin Guan rushed into the mainstream websites, making this well-known Internet celebrity quickly settled in the first place.

Internet users, strangely, saw a small voting section on the homepages of major portals.

Changing the colorful color rendering, instead adopted the color of Qin Guan's first cover photo in VOGUE.

This stylish and mysterious black and white background picture is quite prominent in the color news.

A few simple black words on white background, and the harmony of the main color is surprising: Mr. Asian fashion, looking forward to your vote.

Some curious netizens just clicked in, Mr. Asian Fashion, does it sound so tall?

When everyone clicked into the introduction area of ​​the secondary page, they were quite disappointed.

Inside, through the channels of Qu Xuemei, I got the materials of 20 models from various countries selected by Mr. Fashion, and the neat codes of 20 photos are placed on the same page.

The nationality, age and age are marked under the photo, and the corresponding picture is the resume, height, body dimension and endorsement brand of the candidate.

The new concept of online voting makes netizens feel very interesting, but the buttons under the voting area of ​​each photo are gray.

There is an obvious line at the bottom: the voting date is January 1-3, 2002. It hasn't started yet, it's just a warm-up for voting.

News on the Internet, some people will laugh as a fun, but there are always a lot of serious children.

The strange model circle makes these netizens feel curious, and the beautiful photos are not as beautiful as mortals.

Chinese netizens have discovered a very serious problem. Among the candidates for Asian fashion men, there are only two Chinese. As a populous country, this ratio is too low.

Many people made the decision secretly, and directed at Qin Guan that he was the only one who knew him, and he had to support it.

As for Shao Xiaobing, who is not familiar with it, it was automatically ignored by netizens.

Qu Xuemei looked suspiciously at the voting section on the webpage, and touched her chin with some doubt.

The promotion of this news is not as big as she imagined. What is Wang Jingcao thinking about?

The ringing of ‘Ring Bells’ made Qu Xuemei temporarily put away her thoughts. Qin Guan’s current situation is already much better than she originally thought. Let’s get busy with your own affairs first.

Qu Xuemei thought well, Wang Jingcao was naturally in the chest.

She wanted to send an image consultant to create the red carpet for the Silver Eagle Art Festival for Qin Guan. Then she realized that it was Xue Xue who was from that circle next to her, so that she could wear Qin Guan's clothes for foreign occasions. There have been no mistakes.

As Qin Guan made his debut, it is safe to wear well.

Men's dresses are nothing more than those kinds, and they are not the idols who murdered Film by virtue of the crowd, and the black and white match is the most decent.

All the preparations before the meeting were ready, a few people flew to Changsha, and the art festival on the 5th opened on time.

When Qin Guan was busy putting custom-made dresses on his body in the hotel, a lot of weird people gave them away in many Internet cafes.

A sturdy-looking man looked at this Internet cafe that could hold a hundred people with satisfaction, and he was already full of people he recruited to work part-time.

When everyone sat down in a seat according to the assigned number, the leading man cleared his throat, and the voice was loudly commanded to the people in the field.

"Everyone is paying attention. Today, your only job is to vote. Wow, someone will give you the voting steps and the list. Did you see it here?"

Dahan pointed at a small 15-inch TV set hanging in the Internet cafe and turned on the remote control: "It's all clear. After a while, TV will start counting votes for various awards."

"While waiting for the countdown to vote, you wait for the host to say: The time starts! Just give me a desperate vote online, do you understand?"

A few people were hesitant underneath. A slightly courageous person lifted the thin sweater that was not in the belt, and asked, "Brother, this work needs a few minutes of operation. Same as saying, do you pay 15 yuan a day?"

The big man looked disdainfully at this rather thin man, his stinky messy hair and wrinkled clothes, everywhere showing the characteristics of his Internet addiction.

He grinned and said with bewildering words to the people present: "Not only are you paid, according to the working hours, we will not let you hungry, but also take care of a lunch, this job is to be You can’t lose you for four days."

The part-time staff in front of the computer heard something like this, and they were all a little eager to move. This is a good job. It is nothing more than a delay of several hours of online time.

The staff of an Internet cafe are in place. At the same time, similar scenes are staged at the same time in different Internet cafes of different sizes...

This strange phenomenon is not just happening in Internet cafes. The host at the opening ceremony was already sitting in the dressing room, and busy backstage staff were shuttled around the venue.

In the conference room of the organizing committee, the cold water dripped into the hot oil pan, and the pan was fried.

A blushing TV producer was holding a thick stack of votes in his hand and snarled loudly towards the person in charge of the organizing committee.

"Don't talk to me about any new rules, you wouldn't do it like that! I have won the Silver Eagle Award for three consecutive times, and the rules inside are clearer than you!"

"Yes! The Silver Eagle Award does not have the high gold content of Flying Sky and May Day, but it is a large domestic award after all. If you go on doing this again, be careful of the industry's rebound!"

"I haven't seen it yet. Where do the votes still have to be bundled! I paid for the votes I run, why do I have to pay for others?"

"I just want to vote for my TV series with a merit award. By the way, do you also give me three?"

"If the three spaces are not filled, even if it is a void ticket? The operating expenses of the Laozi Silver Eagle Award have spent 100,000 yuan, and the three crews are so cheap! Do you think I'm the wrongdoer? !" (To be continued.)

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