Rebirth: How a Loser Became a Prince Charming

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Flowers and plants, Yingyingyanyan, white shirts and suit pants, gold thread and business card holder, an old-fashioned elite image is displayed at a most ordinary desk.

The advertising director pointed the camera directly in front of Qin Guan, and after looking around the people waiting outside the court, he opened his last question: "Did you remember the order of playing?"

All the female models nodded cleverly.

The director waved his hand: "All units prepare, 3, 2, start."

As soon as the director's words fell, Qin Guan was like a clockwork machine, busy in the towering documents.

‘High-intensity work will increase your stress, pass oil secretion, block pores, and more skin problems are coming…’

When the background narration came here, Qin Guan raised his head buried on the table as if he had been exhausted for a day and was still annoyed by the IT man who was still considering his own skin problems.

‘Girls, don’t look at it...’

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

The necks of these two girls are almost back to a right angle.

Nostrils are up against the sky, it's raining out of breath, that is to say, the two of them.

Qin Guan, who received the ignorance, raised his two eyebrows in frustration, helplessly pursed his lips slightly behind the glasses.

This is far-sighted but not playful...

‘But you have new choices and different changes...’

The narration says that here are two other girls, like little angels who saved the earth, and flew to Qin Guan's side with the goods in the advertisement.

These two people are shooting advertisements for the first time. Unlike the group of girls in front, as long as they walk past, they need to make a whole set of actions in the big shot.

They need to step forward, one takes his gold-rimmed glasses gently behind Qin Guan, and the other needs to put the black L'Oreal men's facial cleanser on the side of Qin Guan's face. Let the advancing lens and photos of the products and models be clear.

So the two girls were trembling, and the girl behind Qin Guan was particularly big, and when she stood behind Qin Guan, the two tuo Fengyun were posted on Qin Guan After the scalp.

How dare Qin Guan play hooligans in public, knowing that he was shooting advertisements, but he didn't know that he used his **** as a pillow, so Qin Guan desperately put his head forward.

With this stretch, the girl behind sees only the back of Qin Guan's head because her vision is unclear, then the glasses may be caught incorrectly.

The house leak coincided with the continuous rain. At this time, when another girl took off her glasses, she would automatically paste the facial cleanser on Qin Guan's face.

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

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

And this one wrong hand, the most pointed side of the outer packaging, faced toward Qin Guan's side, and swept straight down.

Qin looked at this sharp side with beautiful patterns and corners, and immediately poked towards his cheekbones. According to the current running track, he went down hard and he felt ill.

At this time, his eyes were blocked indistinctly by the hands of the female model behind him, and the other hand inserted on the side of his nose blocked the movement of his head.

Now there is only one way to avoid this biggest damage, that is, you can't just dig your head forward because of suspicion, that's equivalent to sending your face to the murder weapon.

So I can only tilt my head back, and close my eyes and send the back of my head to the chest.

Soon after that, Qin Guan relaxed his body strength, leaned back on one shoulder, as if enjoying it, and leaned back all the strength of his body.

The two legs in front of the chair under Qin Guan’s buttocks were cocked up due to inertia. His head naturally lay on the other’s chest.

And the runaway facial cleanser, ‘poo’, rubbed past his cheeks, and the harsh wind brushed over his shoulders, fanning several of his temple hair.

In the end, there was still a white mark on Qin Guan's delicate skin, but within a few seconds, it slowly changed from white to red.

It can be seen that if he didn't hide in the past, what virtue would be on his face now.

A crowd of onlookers on the sidelines did not respond to the electro-optical flint that occurred in the accident. Until now, after the incident, the venue was quiet for ten seconds before the sound of exclamation sounded.

"Qin Guan!"

Qu Xuemei stepped into the field with one arrow, pushed away the female model holding the facial cleanser in her hand, and was still in a daze. She instantly pinched Qin Guan's chin, and then lifted it one by one.

On the smooth and warm skin, there is a little redness that is not noticeable, it is not a big deal, just like you scratch your nails with your nails, but the red mark can go down in 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 it, not to mention that the author taught me.

And the girl who caused the trouble, after Qu Xuemei pushed a hand, finally recovered, and howled.

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

Qu Xuemei listened to the magic sound behind her, and looked at the obnoxious scratch on the perfect face in front of her, but she felt annoyed in her heart.

She flicked Qin Guan's chin and shouted back: "Shut up! How dare you again, I'll sue you for bankruptcy!" Then she turned around again. "And you! Is everything okay? Your head rolls me round from others!"

Qu Xuemei's few roars made a group of sissy girls on the side of the field, swallowing the sound of exclamation as if they had been pinched in the neck.

Don't mess up yourself, the province is scolded.

Qin Guan's face blushed, and some of them prostrately raised his head. When he turned his head subconsciously, he found that this very promising female model behind him looked shy and timid.

Oops, it’s broken, Qin Guan slowly turned his neck back, he couldn’t help but shuddered, or he would use this job to eliminate this girl, look at this kid’s expression, won’t I want to rely on him.

Why is this look like Huang Jiajia?

ps: I've pushed the book, "The Best Cow Antique Dealer" written by the third son of the third family... Why do you say that the antique dealer is so good? Behind home is the raised hand of Liulichang! (To be continued.)