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hapter 251: Adding Fuel to the Fire
Translator: Lan Editor: Efydatia
She looked at the pile of bowls and chopsticks in the sink and turned around. I'll watch TV to relax first.
She pushed the remote control and the big screen turned on. She shifted to the capital entertainment channel.
"Top Chinese male model débuts in Asia today. 10,000 Citizen photo albums are selling like crazy..."
Qu burst into laughter when she saw the cute girl delivering the news in a dramatic way.
Interesting. In the news circle, people traded information with each other. Little had she thought that Qin Guan would have a connection with Wang Jingcao. That kind of propaganda was typical W. Brother style.
There were not that many idlers fussing over stars online. They were all paid internet users, but the method was very effective.
Qu leaned her head back against the leather couch and moved a sock to the side with her toes. Shall I add fuel to the fire?
She closed her eyes, trying to picture Qin Guan cleaning the room for her in an apron.
She opened her eyes again with a silly smile. Then she dialed the private number of Wang Jingcao.
When she got through, she heard some background noise. Wang was at a dinner party.
Qu was straightforward. "Sister Wang, this is Qu Xuemei. I saw the news. Did you sign on with another actor?"
Wang found a quiet corner to speak on the phone.
She smiled at the receiver. "I haven't heard from you in a long time. How come you remembered me? Do you want to express your appreciation for the hot sales? You are just in time. I need your help. Can I promote an actor on your cover? Any issue would be okay for me."
Qu was silent for several seconds. What a cunning woman!
Qu was a cunning woman herself though, except where Qin Guan was concerned. With a consistent superior tone, she answered, "You are embarrassing me, Sister Wang. Your actors are not qualified to be in our magazine. The hot ones are not fashionable, and vice versa. I have the latest news on Qin Guan. Do you want it?"
Wang sensed it would be striking news. "What news?"
"In early 2002, he was selected for the next round of the Asian Fashion Men competition. The winners will be voted online. Isn't that big news?"
Wang was speechless.
In fact, people in the circle knew that Asia was inferior to Europe and the US in the fashion industry. That competition was only a way to comfort Asian models.
In the domestic entertainment circle, the title could be overused. People were losing interest in the routines of the circle.
The fashion circle was strange and very tasteful though.
There were no vulgar models those days, because they lowered the taste of the whole circle.
Real luxury brands kept ties with countless fashion experts and top companies. A three-minute advertisement with an exclusive model cost about 6,000,000 dollars.
The title meant nothing for top luxury brands, but it was an important symbol for the domestic public and media.
Wang was excited about the news. At the time, Qin Guan was only a familiar face for TV show audiences. This would be the best way to call upon his fans.
She had to confirm the news for the sake of professional prudence though. "Are the news reliable? Can I ask who's your source?"
Qu put down the remote control and said proudly, "I helped Qin Guan apply to the competition. I originally planned on publishing the news in our magazine, but I'd like to share it with you to get the best results."
Wang was content with her answer. "Got it! You are just in time! I appreciate it."
It will provide more fuel for the fire. Shall I share the honor with other actors?
Considering Qin Guan's simple, clean background, she felt pity for the boy. Besides, this was the perfect chance to shape him into a national idol.
Countless potential plans filled Wang's mind. She wasn't in the mood to enjoy the feast anymore.
Qu wasn't able to calm down for a long time. She pressed on her phone and a photo of Qin Guan was displayed on the screen.
She blinked at the photo and then switched her phone off.
"I hate you..." she said and started crying weakly.
...
Qin Guan thought it was a wonderful world. He had been working hard for several years, but his popularity had been average at best.
With Wang Jingcao's help though, he had become famous overnight. That was the power of a big company.
It was also a sign that Qin Guan had been accepted by the entertainment circle. He had been labelled an "instant online celebrity".
In directors and producers' minds though, those celebrities did not have a solid foundation.
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Chapter 252: Endless Strange Affairs
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The wheels of the entertainment circle kept moving forward for Qin Guan. The Silver Eagle Festival was about to open, and everyone was busy preparing for the ceremony. Most activities had been pushed aside for the festival, but just two days before the event, Wang Jingcao took action.
News about Qin Guan started spreading around mainstream websites. The web star quickly got to the top of the charts.
Visitors saw small voting areas on the homepages of web portals. They were black and white, just like the VOGUE cover had been.
They looked conspicuous and mysterious among the other colorful photos.
"Asia Fashion Men is inviting you to vote."
Some curious users clicked on it. The title sounds good.
They were disappointed by the introduction though.
There was information about 20 models from different Asian countries. Their photos were all on the same page, their nationalities and ages noted right under them. If one clicked on a photo, they would see the model's resume, height, size and brand.
The concept of voting online was interesting, but the buttons under the photos were grey. On the bottom, there was a line of words: Voting will be open from January 1st to January 3rd, 2002.
This was just the warm-up. Some guys took it as a joke, but there were also many who took it seriously.
They were curious about the strange modelling circle. The boys in the photos looked like fairies.
They noticed a serious problem: There were only two Chinese men among the candidates. As a country with such a large population, that rate was way too low.
Many people decided that they would support Qin Guan, the only model they recognized. They ignored the second model, Shao Xiaobing, because of his inferior popularity.
Qu was looking at the voting page doubtfully. The promotion was not strong enough in her opinion. What was Wang thinking about?
Suddenly, her phone rang, attracting her attention. She got to work, leaving Qin Guan behind.
Qu was right, but Wang already had plans to take care of the situation.
She had originally planned on assigning an image advisor to help Qin Guan with his outfit for the festival. Then she realized that Sister Xue could do it. Qin Guan had never made any mistakes in public.
It was safe for him to wear something straight and narrow for his debut.
They all flied to Changsha to attend the festival on November 5th.
As Qin Guan was busy putting on his custom-made suit, a group of strange people took over internet cafes.
A strong man watched his part-time staff fill an internet cafe that could host about 100 people.
When everyone was seated, he cleared his throat and said, "Attention! Your work today is to vote. Later, I'll give you a list and some instructions on voting. Look here!"
He pointed to a small TV hanging from the ceiling. "When they begin to count down, you just start voting again and again. Understand?"
Some people were hesitant. A brave one asked, "Brother, this will take only several minutes. Will I get 15 yuan for the whole day?"
The strong man looked at him disdainfully. The thin, smaller man had stinky hair and messy clothes. He looked like he was an internet addict.
He grinned and announced, "You'll get a salary and free lunch. The job will take four days. I can't let you guys out."
People grew excited at his words. It was quite a good job, and it would only take them some time. They were all up to the task.
Meanwhile, the same scene was repeated in different internet bars.
The host of the opening ceremony sat up in the dressing room. Busy staff were shuttling back and forth.
The office of the committee was in chaos.
A producer was shouting to the head of the committee with red cheeks, waving a pile of tickets at him.
"Stop talking about the new rules! Never before has a committee acted like yours! I have won three Silver Eagle Awards! I know the rules very well! I know them even better than you!"
"Of course, your awards are not as prestigious as the Flying and May the First awards, but they're also national awards. You should expect an uproar in the circle if you insist on acting like this."
"I have never seen a voting ticket like this one! You bound others to my tickets! I paid for this! Why do I have to pay for others? I just want to vote for my show! Why do I have to fill in the other three blanks on the ticket? I have spent 100,000 yuan on promotion. Why should three other productions profit at my expense? Are you kidding me? This is unfair!"
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Chapter 253: Chaos
Translator: Lan Editor: Efydatia
Words couldn't express the grievance of the head of the committee. The organizers had countless ties with different parties. As a general director in charge of the balance among them, he was actually a marionette of the masters behind the scenes.
He could foresee the storm in the entertainment circle after the festival, as well as the stain on his resume.
It'd be better to quit from the circle and look for a chance somewhere else.
While they were arguing, the fourth assistant in charge of the photo studio knocked on the door.
It was too noisy inside the meeting room for anyone to pay attention to the sound though. Only an assistant in charge of serving tea heard him.
He walked around the messy room and opened the door. The fourth assistant dashed in and was shocked by the chaos.
His colleague warned him, "They are about to kill us. If it's not an emergency, you'd better deal with it yourself."
The fourth assistant exploded, shouting in a Hunan accent, "F*ck! At least they are behaving like Christians. The people in my room are having a fistfight!"
His loud voice made the excited crowd calm down. The assistant wanted to escape from the room.
The director covered his face helplessly. Li Tian always causes me trouble.
Li Tian could read his mind. "It's not my fault, boss. It's because of the f*cking rules. The reporters in my room are fighting with us! Some people are hurt!"
The director realized the seriousness of the situation and tried to follow Li Tian out. The crowd rushed forward in outrage.
"Hey, stop! Deal with our problems first!"
"You are not loyal, Lao Yang!"
Lao Yang smiled bitterly and rushed out, his staff covering his back.
The door was closed. The producers all the stars looked up to looked at each other in speechless despair.
Actually, they all knew Lao Yang was just a scapegoat who couldn't do anything to help them.
The director walked down the long corridor nervously, asking Li Tian about the situation.
He stood outside the studio hesitantly. This problem was actually below him, but the small fish in the studio were easier to deal with compared to the whales in the meeting room.
Paying no attention to the chaos, he mounted the stage and picked up the microphone. "Hello! One, two, three!"
His voice echoed resonantly around the studio. "Welcome, everyone! I'm Yang Guang, one of the directors. We have issued notices to all the media about the entrance qualifications. Is there a problem? Why are you so restless? Stop fighting with each other!"
The reporters under the stage exchanged looks with each other. The reporter from the Xin Hua News Agency [1] spoke up, "Hello! We would like to know what 'media entrance fee' means? You charge us 700 yuan each every day. As media, we only get paid as assistants. No organizers have ever charged us before! Are you down and out? You're basically selling admission tickets to us! Let's be clear about the situation. We are media, not some stupid fans!"
The director poured a basin of iced water over his head.
"No fee, no entrance. That's our rule. Before leaving though, I suggest you call your directors and let them make the discussion."
The director hastened to leave. There was little time left for him before the selection began.
Silence prevailed in the studio as he disappeared.
"What shall we do? Should we leave or not?"
"Leave? If all the media leave, we'll leave. Look at them though. They won't leave!"
"You must know this about our circle. Everyone is always eager to get an exclusive report."
"Yes, but without unity..."
Some reporters backed off in indignation.
They started calling their offices one after the other. "They want to charge us, Chief Editor. Okay, okay!"
They all relaxed after the budget was approved. They wouldn't have paid for it themselves. That would have been a loss for them.
The beautiful stars were not bothered by the chaos. The stylist invited by Wang Jingcao was touching up Qin Guan's makeup.
He gasped in admiration. In that cold, bleak autumn, only that handsome boy could warm one's heart up.
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hapter 254: A Female Companion on the Red Carpet
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Before going out, Sister Xue fixed Qin Guan's bow tie. His popularity notwithstanding, he was the most handsome out of all the actors there.
Hasty staff were shuttling around the hotel lobby. Qin Guan sat down on a couch, waiting for Wang Jingcao.
Several black and blue business vehicles were parked before the gate. Wang got out of one and walked up to Qin Guan.
She patted Qin Guan's suit and told him happily, "That last car is your throne. I found someone to accompany you on the red carpet. Here she is."
Qin Guan turned around and saw Li Bingbing walk over in a long red dress.
Qin Guan smiled. "Sister Bingbing! Why didn't you call me? Do you see me as an outsider?"
Li Bingbing laughed and stretched her arm out to Qin Guan. "Ha! Today I'll be sharing your honor. I've been begging Sister Wang to attend a red carpet for a long time. Am I not qualified to be your partner?"
Qin Guan took her hand. "It would be my honor!"
Li smiled at Qin Guan and asked, "Shall we go now, Sister Wang?"
Wang was busy talking to Sister Xue and the other agents and assistants. "Xiao Qin is a green hand. Share your experience with him," she said softly.
Li Bingbing pulled Qin Guan into the car happily. "Quick, let's go! I wonder if the company following us is China Entertainment. Their first pair will be superstars, so we have to be quick. Otherwise, those snobbish reporters will focus on them, and we'll look awkward."
They got in the backseat of the car.
"Impossible! You have played very influential roles in TV shows, Sister Bingbing!"
Li lifted her long dress and replied sadly, "But I still couldn't get a good script. I signed a contract with Sister Wang for a better chance."
She heaved a great sigh, but cheered up again in a moment.
She poked at Qin Guan's arm. "What about you? Well done, boy! You are famous now! You've made the headlines. Do you plan on signing a contract with Sister Wang? Then you'll have to call me Senior Sister!"
Qin Guan grinned. "No, Sister Wang just helped me a lot. I'll cooperate with W. Brothers in the future. I'll appreciate your help then."
Li smirked and pulled at his cheek with her red nails.
"Don't smile at a girl like this, Qin Guan. It's dangerous. I'm a tough woman, so I won't be enchanted, but you'd be in danger if you met a more shrewd woman."
"That hurts, Sister."
Li Bingbing reluctantly loosened her fingers and let Qin Guan go. How does he look after his skin?
The cars slowed down. The leading cars parked into their reserved places right in front of the red carpet.
The security staff had circled the area with ropes, and guards were standing around at a certain distance.
The reporters were at their posts, pointing their cameras towards the carpet.
Far back, there were some fans who wanted to applaud for their idols.
At the other end of the carpet, there was a signature board and two hosts waiting on both its sides.
It was time to enter.
Following the directions, the first car parked at the end of the red carpet. Pu Cunxin got out and stepped onto the carpet. He was the first superstar to appear.
Experienced actors set foot on the carpet according to priority. Flashlights twinkled like crazy and fans screamed loudly. It was a supreme honor for a star to be walking on the red carpet.
Li Bingbing looked at the next car and let out a breath of relief. "Don't worry, it's just a small company who wants to be exposed to the public."
Qin Guan nodded. He was ready for his first appearance on the red carpet.
The door of the car opened and a long leg in black pants strode out.
The onlookers held their breath, waiting to see its owner.
Judging from his slender leg, it must be a handsome guy.
Qin Guan got out of the car and stood still. The crowd suddenly fell silent. They felt the cold autumn become warmer.
Everyone held their breath, afraid that they would scare the fairy away. Only the clicks of the shutters could be heard.
Qin Guan, who was used to that kind of show, walked through the crowd without feeling nervous.
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Chapter 255: The 18th Line
Translator: Lan Editor: Efydatia
Following Teacher Rong's instructions, Qin Guan smiled, just like Li had warned him in the car.
His smile broke the deadlock. Fans started shouting like mad.
"Qin Guan! It's Qin Guan! I love you!"
"Qin Guan! Look at me!"
Qin Guan wasn't affected by the voices. With professional equanimity, he turned around and stretched his arms towards Li Bingbing. Her fair fingers touched his black suit.
It was like an immortal standing by a red lotus. The gods almost cried from the shock of the beautiful scene.
Raindrops kept pattering. Li Bingbing murmured to herself, "Bad luck."
They were not influenced by the rain though as they walked slowly along the red carpet.
However, Li's high heels slowed them down a bit. Before they could reach the middle of the carpet, another girl had stepped on it.
She was a green hand recently discovered by a talent agent. She raised her eyebrow to the pair up front.
Bad luck! Their popularity will defeat mine! Judging by their speed, by the time they finish the carpet, I'll have walked more than half of it. How dare she walk with Qin Guan when she's so short!
The beautiful girl stuck out her breasts. She was 170 centimeters and she looked very slender on her average heels.
She breathed in and walked forward along the carpet with her most charming smile. She was wearing a golden custom-made wrapped skirt. Better walk fast and steal the show.
She walked with vigorous strides, showing off her booty.
Meanwhile, Qin Guan and Li had reached the other end of the carpet. The hosts welcomed them and handed them a signing pen. Qin Guan signed on the background, his shining diamond sleeve buttons showing as he moved his hand.
The small stones looked splendid under the flashes of the cameras.
Qin Guan finished his signature and gave the pen to Li. Taking the chance, the host passed the microphone to him.
"Is this your first time attending the Silver Eagle Festival?"
"Yes."
"Last year, 'Daming Palace' had been nominated. Why didn't you attend the ceremony? Was it because the crew hadn't nominated you for any awards?"
Qin Guan had been expecting that question. Straightening his back, he answered with his trademark smile, "Director Li had asked for my opinion. I made the decision not to attend for personal reasons. The show had only been nominated for best TV series, not for individual actor performances."
The host suddenly seemed enlightened. "Well, have you played any roles in a TV series this season?"
You troublemaker! Qin Guan looked at Wang Jingcao, who was waiting by the entrance. Wang gestured, trying to comfort him.
Li returned the pen to the host. "Hey, Zhao Liang! This is discrimination! Interview me too!"
Zhao Liang looked awkward about the interruption, but changed the topic.
The girl behind Qin Guan and Li followed them gloomily as they walked along the red carpet. They had attracted everyone's attention.
She cast a glance at them and saw Li talking with the host. She was too far to hear clearly and thought that Li was stealing the show.
The girl's name was Liu Jia, and she was the big-boobs-no-brain type.
If Li is stealing the show, I should copy her!
She took action immediately. Before Qin Guan and Li could leave, she reached the background.
Meanwhile, the actor behind Liu Jia was happy. She was the only actress on the red carpet, so it was a good chance to show off!
Before she could jump with joy, she saw all the cameras turn towards the background.
There seemed to have been some kind of accident. Liu Jia had arrived in advance, so Qin Guan had tried to leave as soon as possible to leave the place to her. With a dangerous smile, he had stretched his arm out to Li Bingbing.
Annoyed by Li, Liu had looked up and seen his charming smile.
It had been like a spring breeze had suddenly blown and a pear had blossomed.
In Liu's eyes, it had seemed like a scene from an old film. A man in black standing under a pear tree with white flowers as he smiled at her.
Confused and stupefied, she had extended her hand, planning to take his arm. A woman in a red dress had ruined her dream though.
Li Bingbing cast a glance at the strange girl and took Qin Guan's arm.
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Chapter 256: My Savior
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"Excuse me! We are leaving!" Li Bingbing took Liu Jia for a cunning bitch who planned on using Qin Guan, so she stepped forward and protected Qin Guan with her body.
"Oh!" Liu Jia came back to her senses at the sight of Li's cool, beautiful face.
She took a step back, but stamped on the edge of the narrow carpet. The slippery rainwater and her plastic soles were what caused the tragedy.
She slipped on the floor thanks to her heavy boobs. She could have kept her balance without the weight of her upper body, but...
Qin Guan watched her fall down and stepped forward to grab her arm. Fortunately, he was able to pull her back before her body could hit the floor. Unfortunately, her tight wrapped skirt was torn in the process.
At the sound of it ripping, Qin Guan looked down and saw the pink kitty on her underwear. He had not expected that. Such a sexy girl wearing cartoon underwear...
He turned his head away like a gentleman.
Li Jia tried her best to block the ripped skirt from sight as the reporters cast covetous glances at her.
The star walking behind her felt like crying. No one was paying any attention to her. You are stealing the show! That's so cunning! Then she smiled again. That unlucky girl had gotten into big trouble!
Li Bingbing smiled, taking pleasure in Liu's misfortune. She locked her arm in Qin Guan's and whispered to him, "Shall we go?"
Qin Guan sighed at the beautiful girl, who was busy hiding her underwear. If she had been an experienced star, she would have stood still and walked carefully, so the split wouldn't have been so obvious. She had hurried to cover it though, the result turning out to be the exact opposite of what she wanted.
Qin Guan began to unfasten the buttons on his suit jacket. The fans outside started shouting.
"Qin Guan! I love you! You are such a gentleman!"
"Qin Guan! Give me your buttons!"
Stupefied, Li Bingbing watched Qin Guan take his suit jacket off quickly and hand it to Liu Jia.
"Put my coat on. Don't worry, it's bigger than your skirt," he said in a deep voice.
He was her savior. Fans were rushing up to the red rope, trying to slip through the security staff to get a closer look at Qin Guan.
In his white shirt and fitting suit vest, he looked even more handsome in the cold autumn breeze.
The usher reminded them, "Quick, Sister Bingbing! The next star will arrive!"
Li and Qin Guan exchanged a glance and locked arms again.
The star following Liu Jia cried out. She had failed to catch up with them. Qin Guan and Li left in a natural manner, leaving Liu and her lonely follower behind.
Both the reporters and the fans were satisfied with the funny incident.
Qin Guan and Li Bingbing found their seats in the hall. In the spare time before the ceremony began, Li scolded Qin Guan, "Are you silly? Others would have hid from her, why did you do that? If the reporters took any ambiguous photos, how would you explain them?"
Qin Guan smiled at her. No one had dared speak to him like that before. Not even Cong Nianwei's admirers or any cunning reporters.
People were pouring into the hall. Liu Jia sat behind Qin Guan and Li Bingbing, a black Burberry coat covering her fair legs.
She was looking at Qin Guan with a grateful expression. Her agent was chattering away beside her.
"What did you do? The company was planning on promoting you! Why would you do that during your first festival? Behave yourself and use your brain in the future! Otherwise, I can't help you!"
The noisy crowd calmed down when the host got on the stage. The screen lit up and the curtain rose. The Silver Eagle Festival had just begun.
Everything went on in an orderly way, just like the previous years. Wang Jingcao, who was sitting at the side of the hall, smiled mysteriously. She had just received a call from Sister Zhao. The results had been as she'd expected.
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Chapter 257: An Eagle Falling from the Altar
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The vote-counting screen lit up. They had finally reached the most important part of the Silver Eagle Festival, the actors' awards.
The vote-counters for the favorite actor were rolling at a high speed. As time passed, the rising number on the screen slowed down.
There were lots of nominees for the award, and the voting mechanism made the competition fiercer.
Li Baotian, a frequent Silver Eagle nominee, was sure about the result.
There was only one minute left. The whole audience was focused on the countdown. As an onlooker, Qin Guan was clear about the situation.
All the nominated actors were more or less nervous. Only one was unusually calm.
The host was adding fuel to the raging fire. Suddenly, everyone stirred. During the last ten seconds, the counter for Pu Cunxin was rolling like crazy.
10,000, 20,000, 60,000 votes were pouring in in those thrilling last ten seconds.
His opponents watched the gap between them with wild eyes.
"What's happening?"
"Why?"
"I have no idea!"
Qin Guan cast a glance at Wang Jingcao. Her expression stood out among the stunned audience.
Li Bingbing whispered to him, "What's the matter? This is strange."
Despite her rich experience in the circle, the situation had exceeded her expectations.
Not long after, she would feel grateful. "Thank god our show wasn't nominated. Those seniors all look really shocked. This season may be an exception."
Qin Guan asked curiously, "Are there even any rules here?"
Li patted his leg and whispered, "Later! Let's not talk about this here."
Qin Guan sat up straight. Behind them, Liu Jia was staring at Li and gritting her teeth. "The bitch is robbing the cradle!"
Her agent read her mind and poured cold water on her. "Stop it! I know what you're thinking about!"
Liu grimaced but calmed down and listened to the host announcing the four favorite actors of the season.
It seemed that they had only taken money into consideration. Li Baotian, Li Youbin, Pu Cunxin and Huang Hong mounted the podium hand in hand. The audience stopped making noise and worshipped their acting skills.
The winners on the stage felt somewhat strange. They made a hasty speech and left quickly. The host diverted the attention at once.
The audience calmed down and waited for the favorite actress award to be announced.
Little did they know that the strange scene would be repeated. The actress who won was a green hand in the circle called Cao Ying.
She had originally been a hostess, but after several shows, she'd finally won the famous national prize, shocking everyone.
Some actresses had the impulse to stand up and leave the hall, but considering the surrounding directors, producers and media, they sat back down.
Wang Jingcao smiled and left the hall through a side corridor. Everything was settled.
Qin Guan and Li Bingbing watcher her leave. They exchanged a meaningful look with each other. We should be careful with her.
Many years later, Li would rejoice about her presence at the festival.
The host tried to attract the audience's attention again, but the reporters were outraged. You are cheating both the audience and the media! You are looking down on us!
In fact, they didn't take any of them seriously.
The reporters wanted to do something. They were impatient as the next awards were announced. When the ceremony was over, they rushed back to their offices to work on their reports.
Countless photos, voting data and truth-revealing articles were sent to their headquarters.
Their partners hurried to their offices to work overnight. They had to make the headlines.
It was a pity that their excitement lasted for only half an hour.
Suddenly, their phones started ringing one after the other.
"Hello! Chief Εditor? Did you see my report? What? It's not allowed? Any other news? Are you kidding? This is the biggest news! What are you talking about?"
The Chief Editor on the other end of the line was sitting in his dark, empty office, the dim light of his laptop shining on his face.
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Chapter 258: Interesting
Translator: Lan Editor: Efydatia
Annoyed, he massaged his temples and said in the receiver, "The others won't publish the news. Just find some trifle news for me."
Before the reporter could say anything, he hung up.
Confused, the reporter stared at the photos on his computer for a long while. Then he put everything in the "Rejected" folder.
That night was doomed to be a combination of noise and silence. By then, Qin Guan and Li Bingbing had returned to the hotel.
On their way back, Qin Guan had stared at Li curiously. Li sighed. The boy is really lucky. He didn't plan or prepare for anything to get where he is now.
By then, his salary was equal to that of a second-line star. Li organized her thoughts and explained everything to him.
"To put it simply, the Silver Eagle Festival gives no financial rewards to the winners. It's inferior to the Flying and the Five 'One' Projects awards, but it's still respected in the entertainment circle. Actors can upgrade their professional status with it. Directors, producers and investors will pay more attention to the winners."
"For example, XXX's salary used to be 2,000 to 3,000 yuan per episode. If she had won the favorite actress award today, she would have gotten more than 10,000 per episode starting tomorrow. It's a pity that this season's awards surprised everyone. The awards will have to be re-evaluated, so people don't lose their investments."
Qin Guan raised his eyebrows. He had heard too much from Sister Xue about black box operations in fashion competitions.
Ever since the New Face Competition, Professor Li had advised him not to participate in any other national contests.
In fact, if Qin Guan won another national prize, he could be promoted directly to an A-level model without hard work. It seemed that evil people were the same all over the world. Qin Guan leaned back against the leather seat. This has nothing to do with my life.
Li admired Qin Guan's calmness. He remained indifferent to both praise and humiliation. She was also attracted by his figure.
He had no belly, even when he was leaning back. The buttons on his suit vest were shining with suppressed sensual passion.
"Hey! How do you maintain that perfect figure?" she asked.
Qin Guan suddenly opened his eyes. "I was born this way, Sister." Males and females should keep a distance from each other.
As a 20 year-old virgin, Qin Guan was sensitive to her soft hand.
He sat up to avoid it, as it had been about to touch his chest.
Then the two of them got out of the car. Li Bingbing's dress was blooming like a flower. She sized Qin Guan up and asked half-jokingly, "Do you know my room number?" Then she gestured, making him cough loudly.
Liu Jia, who was just entering the hall, looked at her angrily. Her agent poured another basin of cold water on her. "What are you looking at? Your nostrils are as wide as a cow's. Shall I put a nose ring on you?"
She had been cursed with a mean agent.
As Qin Guan was taking off his clothes in his room, he nearly burst into tears. I lost a suit jacket during the Citizen launch event and a Burberry jacket today! They both cost me a lot! This is not my year.
He was unfastening the last button on his shirt, when someone knocked on the door.
He thought it would be Sister Xue, so he pulled the door open without hesitation.
"I'm ready, Sister Xue. Is there anything special about this buffet dinner?"
Suddenly, he stopped. Liu Jia was standing outside shyly with his suit jacket in her arms. A thin woman, who seemed like her agent, was behind her.
"Qin, Qin Gan, I..." Liu Jia was tongue-tied at the sight of his naked chest.
The woman beside her covered her face. Even his childhood friends hadn't had such fierce characteristics. She seemed like a vicious villain who bullied the delicate, kind heroine. Only her acquaintances knew what a silly, brainless sweetheart she was.
As a fierce fighter, she helped Liu reject countless unreliable pursuers so she wouldn't get swallowed up by the darkness of the entertainment circle.
Wanting to break up the deadlock. Li Tong said, "Hello, Qin Guan. This is Liu Jia. Thank you for saving her on the red carpet. We would like to express our appreciation and return your jacket. It's very expensive after all."
She pulled the jacket from Liu's arms and handed it to Qin Guan. "Wow! No wonder Liu Jia kept talking about you. You look like an evil spirit!"
She pulled Liu Jia away. "Thank you so much! Keep in touch!"
Then she closed the door with a bang and went downstairs with Liu.
It was an insincere thank you. You didn't leave your contact information! How shall we keep in contact? It was just courtesy, right?
Qin Guan smiled at the door. Interesting!
His jacket had been returned though, which was a happy surprise.
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Chapter 259: Silence
Translator: Lan Editor: Efydatia
Qin Guan threw the jacket on the bed and entered the bathroom. By the time he went out refreshed, Sister Xue was waiting impatiently in the dining hall downstairs. Seldom was Qin Guan so late for dinner.
When they met, she pulled him inside without a word.
Qin Guan came to a stop and saw his good friend Huang Bo burying his head in food.
He rushed up to Huang with a smile. It was wonderful to meet a good friend there.
He sat down next to Huang and asked, "Hi, bro! How come you're here? Are you in a show?"
Huang looked up happily.
Sister Xue sighed and pulled out a chair, giving Qin Guan a short explanation.
"I had originally found a long show for Huang. It would be finished by the end of the year, but since you were invited to the Silver Eagle Festival, I thought it would be a good chance to promote your popularity and enhance your relations, so I asked Huang to rearrange his schedule and come here. Plans can't always keep up with changes. After that ceremony, no one dares act rashly. So I decided not to promote him to Wang Jingcao after all."
Sister Xue warned them seriously, "This is the last day. Tomorrow we'll fly back to the capital. You two stay in your rooms. Don't wander around. Understand?"
Huang had no idea what had happened at the ceremony. He was only focused on the food. Qin Guan had witnessed the farce, so he nodded.
Then he ran to get food happily. Just when Sister Xue let out a long breath of relief, she saw Wang Jingcao walking up to her.
Wang was still in professional attire. She greeted Sister Xue with her trademark warm smile. "I've been looking for you. Qin Guan left the hall quickly after the ceremony. I thought he would be in the dining hall."
Sister Xue was suspicious of her and anything she said. She pointed at Huang. "My actor came to find us after shooting his show. We'll return to Beijing together tomorrow."
Wang didn't care about that. "Where is Qin Guan? I want to introduce some friends to him."
She pointed to the entrance of the dining hall. Sister Xue saw some actors there, including Li Bingbing.
Li's eyes were following Wang around. When she saw Sister Xue, she gestured at her, making a cross with her fingers.
Seeing the gesture, Sister Xue smiled at Wang. "Qin Guan might be in the washroom. He's been having loose bowels today."
Huang looked up in confusion. Sister, I'm trying to eat here.
Acquaintances always betrayed people. Meanwhile, Qin Guan returned to the table with several dishes piled as high as half a meter. "Sister Xue, get some food quickly! The organizing committee is really generous. There are lobsters!" he said enthusiastically.
Sister Xue looked at him and Wang Jingcao, who had a faint smile on her face. She tried to cover up her lie, "You should thank Qin Guan, Huang Bo. He's sick, but he still remembered to get food for you."
Huang Bo looked at her pitifully. "Thank you..."
Qin Guan realized something was going on and put the dishes in front of Huang. "Here you are."
Wang Jingcao smiled. If Qin Guan hates personal gain, I won't force him to do anything. In this circle, money is everything. I'll tolerate him for his perfect appearance.
She stood up with a warm smile and patted Qin Guan on the shoulder. "Have a good rest. I just wanted to introduce some friends to you. They are in the dining room over there. We can leave it for later though. Maybe once we're back in the capital?"
Qin Guan smiled. "Okay!"
Satisfied, Wang led her actors around the corner and disappeared towards the corridor.
Qin Guan returned to his senses and exchanged a glance with Sister Xue. He sat down and then caught sight of Huang Bo. "Hey! That's my lobster!"
Huang was feasting on his lobsters.
The next day, the weather was sunny. They flew back to the capital, leaving the city behind them. Did that mean that the influence of the Silver Eagle Festival was gone?
Rest assured, the event had not benefited Qin Guan or anybody else, as all the media had remained silent about the festival.
Only some brave websites had published the news. It seemed like everyone had suffered a collective memory loss.
The hot news about Qin Guan and Liu Jia were also buried in the strange deep waters.
Liu Jia had kept a photo in which Qin Guan was handing the jacket to her. It would be her most beautiful memory forever.
Her agent covered her face with the newspaper, leaving Liu smiling to herself like silly. That was the latest newspaper. There was only one line with small characters at the corner of the entertainment section.
"The 19th Silver Eagle Festival Concluded Successfully."
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Chapter 260: The Bid Opening
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Liu Jia won a top 10 title in the festival, so her status was also upgraded.
Qin Guan was very busy before the Spring Festival. He had been awarded a scholarship for the last time, filled his GRE and TOEFL scores in his application and send it to several universities. There was only a thesis left to write before his graduation.
He still remembered what his tutor had told him when he'd written his recommendation letter. "Qin Guan, you must return to China alive."
It was only 9/11. I'm not heading to my execution!
Qin Guan left the tutor's office, having no idea that his tutor had written a long emotional email to his old friend Martin, a tutor at one of the universities Qin Guan had applied to. He will be interested in my beloved student.
On the other side of the ocean, Martin lit up a cigar contentedly. This is the first time my proud Chinese classmate is begging me for something. I'll pay attention to that Chinese boy.
Qin Guan didn't know that a serious tutor was waiting for him in the US. He was too focused on the new company.
At the end of 2001, the construction industry in China had just started to develop, so it was a good chance for making money.
An important meeting was taking place at a small building in a small city.
When everyone was present, the greffier blew the steam off the hot tea in front of him and the bidding began.
As time passed, Zhang Zhenqin got more and more nervous. Will Qin Guan's plan work? Will we win the bid with high prices?
The arrow was on the bowstring now. There was no turning back. When the host read the name of his company, Zhang pushed the manager sitting beside him, indicating for him to submit the documents.
He'd originally wanted to submit them himself, but there were so many directors and officials in the meeting room that he was afraid of making a negative impression on them with his behavior.
The manager carried the documents over with a trolley. Everyone was shocked. That company is bidding for so many projects! They have to be bigger business moguls than the famous Xu and Shan Groups.
Everyone let out a sigh of relief. You scared us! You are only bidding for small tools after all. Good!
The directors were satisfied. It's annoying to have bidding applications that make it difficult to do statistical work. That company seems serious about work. Judging from the documents, they attach great importance to the bidding process.
When the manager got off the podium, Zhang let out a long breath. He took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat off his bare head.
Today I'm more nervous than I was when I was being chased by armed enemies. I'll call Qin Guan later and ask about how to negotiate with these directors.
Even though it was late at night, Qin Guan was still waiting for Zhang's call. Zhang called him from the dining party. Qin Guan answered the call in the corridor for fear of disturbing his sleeping roommates.
"Hi! How is it going?"
Zhang told him proudly, "Good boy! You clearly know them well! They are all drunk by now!"
Qin Guan couldn't tell him that he had gotten enough of the drinking culture in that city in his past life. Since he was awake, he asked the most pressing question on his mind, "Did they make a final decision?"
Zhang burst into wild laughter on the other end of the line.
"Ha ha! Spirits stand for friendship! Don't worry, I did as you told me!"
Qin Guan felt relieved as Zhang began to talk nonsense.
"Where are you now? Can you return to..."
"Don't worry! We have a group of assistants here..."
Bang! Clang!
He hung up. Qin Guan smiled. Zhang's call had added warmth to the cold empty corridor.
Qin Guan sneezed in the cool breeze and returned to his bed.
It was true that extreme joy begot sorrow. The next day, Qin Guan caught a cold. He lay in bed all day, out of energy.
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