Rebirth: How a Loser Became a Prince Charming

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Qin Guan shrank his neck and walked to the door when he got up. There was a trustworthy manager who really had less trouble for himself. When his hand just touched the door handle, Qu Xue sounded behind him May's voice.

"Oh, I forgot, congratulations to the film emperor who got you in Cannes...well you can go."

Yeah, everybody came back to gossip about his gossip, and few really cared about him as a movie emperor now.

Qin Guan heard the belated congratulations, and had always felt the heart hanging in the air, fell down at once, and was much more reliable.

In the corridor came the footsteps of Qin Guan's stride meteor leaving, and Qu Xuemei in the office didn't breathe until the last bit of the sound fell.

Behind her desk, there is still a cabinet the size of a Chinese office.

Qu Xuemei twisted the key on the light and twisted it, and inside it was still full of Qin Guan's collection.

Qu Xuemei subconsciously planned to put this issue of the New York Times in the compartment of the book, but after looking at the dazzling photos above, he finally retracted the hand holding the newspaper.

She tilted her head, staring at the picture of Li Bingbing's no one holding Qin Guan's arm, and turned her gaze back to her desk.

There is a red pen holder with a pair of small scissors inserted diagonally.

‘Kacha... Kacha..’ Two or three times, the entertainment section of the New York Times was cut out of a small hole, and the photos that belonged to Li Bingbing were cut out.

Qu Xuemei looked at the masterpiece in her hand, and then looked at an extra hole in the newspaper. She always felt a little regret, and when she looked at the table and tried to find something to make up for, she saw it again. Place yourself a picture frame in front of the table.

In the photo frame is a picture of Qu Xuemei's travel, and she rarely shows a smile.

The glue stick flew between her fingers two or three times, and the finished product of a stitching picture was completed.

The paper of the newspaper and the material of the photos do not match, and the black and white printed photos of Qin Guan and the color hard photos of Qu Xuemei do not match the Karma, but the master who holds this masterpiece is not disgusted.

Is this a group photo of her and Qin Guan?

Forget it, no matter.

A precious hand solemnly affixed this newspaper to the wall in the center of the cabinet. Qin Guan above had a friendly smile, and Qu Xuemei beside him smiled gently.

With the closing of the cabinet door and'Kerala' with the rotation of the key, this awkward and harmonious painting was covered in the corners of no one and hidden in some people's Bottom of heart.

The reason for secret love is called secret love, that is to say, the person who is in love may not understand it for a lifetime. There was a person you knew or did not know, and liked it where you knew or did not know. Holding you.

So Qin Guan, who knew nothing about it, returned home with a trace of relaxation and exhaustion.

The door of the familiar room of ‘Kerala’ was opened, and the most familiar figure was wearing a goose yellow apron and was busy in the open kitchenette in the living room.

The smell of marinade came from the air, the dumplings went out to the noodles, and my girlfriend was making a bowl of the most warm noodles for him at home.

"I am back…"

Hearing the sound, Cong Nianwei turned his head, facing the slightly sinking sunset light, and smiled at him like this.

"Welcome home, are you hungry?"

"hungry!"

"Wash your hands and eat."

"Ah!" Qin Guan, who answered quite crisply, was half because of the joy from the bottom of his heart, and the other half because he was really hungry...

This is not exciting.

Luggage going to France has been quietly placed in the corner, and the luggage inside is sorted neatly in their small bedrooms.

On the small shelf they used to house debris, they have now been cleaned and cleaned, with a transparent crystal as the base and golden palm leaves for the inlaid trophy.

That was the trophy of his best actor in Cannes and the honor of his first film actor.

All this is really good.

The large white porcelain bowl is filled with snow-white noodles and served with bright and viscous marinade. It is the most authentic bowl of noodles.

The heat of the food rose slowly in front of Qin Guan's face. Suddenly Qin Guan's eyes seemed to be steamed by this mist, and it was a little wet.

This emotion, which had never been on the podium, was surrounded by Qin Guan's heart. He knew that this was a solid hand in hand and a emotion called love.

"Cong Nianwei..."

"Ok?"

"One day, that shelf will be filled with your own trophies, and all my awards are yours..."

"So? Are you going to fill that shelf and marry me?"

Qin Guan subconsciously looked at the shelf, on the third floor, and placed a lonely one above...

"Well, can all the trophies count upwards? From elementary school onwards. You also count together."

This is starting to play the rogue, the girl's lasciviousness and the boy's hug are mixed together, this is a sunny day after the rain, the favorite Cong Nianwei, even the corner of the scandal is not mentioned.

Confident women are disdainful lies, and if they don’t understand, they are sad...

You here and here, the stormy waves there.

The news sent back to the country is not like the United States, where there is no New York Times.

The Xinhua News Agency reporters in France and several accompanying reporters abroad sent the news of the French Cannes Film Festival back in the first place.

Originally came from Lou Ye, but now returns for Qin Guan.

The next day in China, the newspapers sold on the streets, and the news on the website, were not the understatement that the American media underestimated.

Some keen journalists and media people put this news in an important position.

"The third Cannes film emperor was born in China, a 22-year-old young new generation actor, Qin Guan’

"Chinese film and Golden Palm missed each other, Chinese actors raised their eyebrows in Cannes"

"On the acting of handsome movie emperor"

Qin Guan even made movies abroad. Not only did they make movies, they were also the protagonists, not only the protagonists, they also played arts, not only arts, they also won the highest award for the actor, the best actor award .

Seeing these news, the most shocking is the media people and filmmakers who have collaborated with Qin Guan more or less.

Six generations of directors took a porcelain cup to brush their teeth and swallowed the toothpaste. Director Zhang Jizhong's meat buns were stuffed out. The most surprising thing was two. Zhang Weining smiled in the office. (To be continued.)