Text Volume 581 Time Is Tranquil

Ever since, Qin Guan was abandoned in this large place, listening to the accompaniment of this unique music, thinking of his Cong Nianwei with tears streaming down his face.

Some people may be very talented, or they may be fat with swollen faces. When Qin Guan had to go to the business class to solve his personal problems, and remembered the sound of the plane landing, Chris walked out of the bathroom with a satisfied face.

"Hehe, American Airlines is good... Qin Guan, don't forget our agreement, see you in Las Vegas!"

Chris still has Matasha's black stuffed in his pocket, but his thoughts have turned to the work he is most interested in.

Matasha, who came out later, had already arranged her appearance, and the faintly colorful banknotes in her hand showed indirectly the innocence of their transaction.

"You're crazy! Did you pay for it?"

"Everyone is an adult now... Isn't this a normal thing?"

Qin Guan has mixed tastes. The influence of these westernized things and sexual openness will have a stronger impact and influence on China in two years, and such behaviors were not so blatant in ancient Chinese private kilns. .

Brother, do you know that you will be soaked in a pig cage like this?

Qin Guan, who hastily got off the plane with his luggage, ran faster than the wind, making Chris behind him unable to catch even a hair.

At this time, Qin Guan just wanted to see his dear baby, to relieve his pain of lovesickness.

In the airport hall are the most sincere hugs of the two young people, and the figures of fleeing under the chase of sharp-eyed reporters.

The reporter who was supposed to greet Chris' arrival gave up following Qin Guan when he saw the original owner coming out of the station.

"Chris, how do you feel about your hit European tour?"

"Chris, do you have any new plans for the second half of the year?"

"Chris, we saw Qin Guan at the airport just now, did you meet him in Europe?"

One by one, the microphones were stretched out in front of Chris, who was still walking calmly, and this most unusual magician rookie dropped a heavy one for these reporters.

"I just flew back on the same flight as Qin Guan."

"And we've become best buddies in this short trip of a few hours."

"And I, Chris, have invited my good brother to participate in my magic tour across the United States. He may be my special guest."

"Magic fans all over the United States, female fans all over the United States, you have benefits!"

"Scream! Crazy! The magic moon that belongs to Chris is waiting for you!"

Chris stuck out his tongue frantically at the camera, and the lip ring on his lips was shaking crazily with his words.

The reporters on the side were all excited, because of the danger of Chris's magic, few stars other than professional workers were willing to take risks with him.

He was able to invite Qin Guan, this is simply big news.

All the reporters present at this time, like Chris, completely ignored the word "possible" in his words, and entered into the carnival of magic ahead of time.

Qin Guan, who had been cheated, completely fell into the land of tenderness at this time.

A phalanx of small soldiers was placed in a column on the window sill, and they were faithfully performing their mission of guarding. The petite ballet dancer at the side was looking affectionately at the one-legged tin soldier in red.

The furry teddy bear was carefully placed on its head, and the desk lamp on the cabinet had been adjusted to the dimmest light.

The two people in the cool quilt were sleeping sweetly with their heads leaning against each other, exuding the sweet essential oil of English roses, dutifully fulfilling its sleeping effect.

The table is the most common food, but it has a unique sweetness that belongs to China.

A burnt candle speaks its last sigh above the candelabra.

The place with you is home, and the years are quiet.

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Love is indeed the best refreshment agent. Carrying a large schoolbag and Cong Nianwei's drawing board, Qin Guan once again stepped into the campus of Columbia University, and he became a hero with no disadvantages.

If Xu Xiaoxiao on the opposite side didn't bring him a very bad news, then this would still be a perfect morning in New York.

"Hey, Qin Guan, are you going to participate in Chris Angel's magic tour in the second half of the year? Or be a guest performer."

"Yes, you, I don't see how courageous you are!"

Xu Xiaoxiao at the side was at the door of the classroom, waving the newspaper in his hand vigorously towards Qin Guan who entered the door, but Qin Guan realized that this was nothing at all from the astonished expression.

"Hey, it's all published in the newspaper, and they say you are good buddies! Could it be that Chris is talking nonsense? This guy's character is so explosive, I like it!"

"But having said that, Qin Guan, you are doing very well recently. Tell me, what stories do you have to tell with those three female stars?"

"Hey, are Blaney's boobs big?"

how could I know…

Qin Guan rolled his eyes helplessly, and he didn't even intend to pick up the conversation with his bad friend who was waiting for him to talk about his history, but took out the course form for the new semester.

Xu Xiaoxiao next to him didn't know at all, and he couldn't take many courses with him anymore, the process was different, and the master was lonely.

Afterwards, Professor Martin, who entered the door, saw his long-lost student, with a long-lost smile on his face. The return of a good student is the right way.

The leisurely life, from today on, I can finally take a breath and face it in the most relaxed state.

The summer lawn is the busiest lunch gathering, and more and more people are sitting there. The place with Qin Guan is always popular and gathers a few new friends. My classmates will only pass by in a hurry. When passing by, say a friendly hello.

"Hi! How are you Qin Guan, how are you doing recently?"

"Hi, Qin Guan, your new movie is doing well. Do you have any new plans?"

Of course, there will be discordant voices everywhere, such as now.

"Qin Guan, Qin Guan, here I come."

This Hilton, who would come out every day at lunch time, rain or shine, finally ran up to the two of them with great interest today, pressing the steering wheel in his hand to make a 'snap' sound.

Xu Xiaoxiao on the side pointed curiously at the combination of Qin Guan, Cong Nianwei, and Hilton, while the friend on the opposite side reluctantly picked up the backpack next to him: "I have work on weekends, we are together." (To be completed continued.)

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