Volume 597 The Sharpest Interview

When Qin Guan opened his eyes with a chuckle, the breezy expression on his face was no longer there, instead it was filled with an inexplicable sense of joy.

He suddenly turned his body sideways, raised one of his long legs high on the uneven stone road, and jumped forward playfully with the other.

Just like the urchin who came home from school after the rain, in order to prevent his mother from scolding his trouser legs which were splashed with mud, he did the most unnecessary resistance.

Qin Guan in the camera, let everyone around him feel that he is having a good time now, not for work, but from the heart.

This is because Qin looked at the brick-shaped stone roads, and suddenly thought of the childhood memories that have faded away, the braids around him, the sandbags, and the square jumping that he never played with boys.

As a result, the atmosphere of the whole shooting scene became inexplicably cheerful, with a bit of playfulness like a naughty boy, changing the coldness and feeling of being thousands of miles away from the first photo just now.

The surrounding media from all walks of life seemed to be infected by Qin Guan, and a bold reporter opened his first question.

"Qin Guan, this is the first time you have been invited to participate in Milan Fashion Week. As far as I know, it is also the first fashion week you have been officially invited to. How do you feel at this time?"

Qin Guan at the side was walking leisurely in the garden as if in his own back garden under the flickering lights. He jumped twice, and turned on his door to the twenty or so people following behind him. The road to timely interviews.

"That's right, this is my first trip to Milan. My mood at this time is very complicated. It is impossible to express my feelings with just one thought."

"If I have to say something, Milan is like the most famous seafood pizza in Italy to me. It is so rich, and I love it very much."

The Milanese on the side nodded empathetically, the seafood pizza is delicious...

Where is this going? As a professional reporter, the topic of my own was actually led by this Asian model.

The reporters on the side didn't believe in evil, so they opened the most acute way of interviewing.

"As far as I know, Qin Guan, you only went to the United States in 2002, but you became a top model in one year. Before that, you worked as a model in China for three full years."

"But you have not reached the current level in China. Do you think that China, a relatively backward country, has affected your fashion development?"

"Or is their unfashionableness limiting your chances of becoming a top model?"

As soon as the reporter's words fell, the surrounding reporters who were a little more sensitive moved to the two sides unconsciously.

This buddy really dares to ask, one question has risen to the height of the country and the nation, is this person out of his mind?

It's no wonder that the question was asked by a Russian reporter who came out of nowhere. In this European country dominated by France, Britain, and Italy, it seemed so eye-catching.

Qin Guan, who was asked about it, was not affected by the other party at all. He just stopped bouncing forward, turned sharply, and changed the momentum around him.

He used the most formal steps, on this simple stone road, to present a top-level show of the highest level for everyone.

"The steps and poses I show here are taught by professors from the Department of Modeling and Acting at the China Institute of Fashion Technology."

"In just three months, I can independently participate in the brand's external catwalk."

After talking about Qin Guan's aura, there was a change, from the fierce extroversion just now to the ethereal fairy aura.

His footsteps are not fast or slow, the wind is light and the clouds are calm, and he is personable and graceful.

The white flimsy linen yarn floated behind him like flowing clouds and flowing water, as if writing the most beautiful picture scroll.

"This is the display and cultivation of my own temperament taught by my history and ancient etiquette training teacher. In just half a year, I have become a changeable high-end brand model that adapts to various styles."

"All my achievements are derived from my accumulation and the cultivation of my motherland from all aspects."

"I think without the three years of training in China, there would be no Qin Guan standing in front of your eyes, let alone this Asian male model standing in the top fashion week."

Speaking of Qin Guan here, the temperament of the surroundings has changed again, changing from the warm and watery image just now, and even the temperature of the surroundings has dropped a bit.

"My motherland is not a country lacking in fashion. Instead, it has a sense of beauty handed down for thousands of years that top fashion is daunting."

"Its shock is a direct blow to the soul, which cannot be expressed in words..."

"So, I don't think foreign fashion circles have made me, but China has made a top male model and made him appear in front of the global fashion circle."

"Is not it?"

Speaking of this, Qin Guan smoothed the folds on his back, returned to the team surrounded by assistants and staff, and sat down on the small folding stool opened by someone beside him. .

Hearing that the Asian model didn't have any hesitation or uncertainty in answering this sharp question, the surrounding media all sincerely admired it.

When it comes to the stage presentation ability of the models, I guess they are ranked second. It is difficult for people in other industries to be called the first. But when it comes to dealing with the word game of the media, people in the model industry are relatively weak many.

But the Asian man in front of him had clear words and fluent expression, as if the answer was recalled many times in his heart, and the answer was fluent.

The Russian reporter on the side, after Qin Guan answered his question, quietly retreated behind the people on the first floor and disappeared in the most conspicuous position.

The rest of the reporters quickly took advantage of the intermission and used all the tools. A group of people surrounded this inconspicuous alley, and the Italian street policemen were already calmly heading towards I've wandered in this direction twice.

Why is it not a female model shoot, what a pity.

The work at the first stop was done without any pressure. When the commercial vehicle at the alley came, these media people who were still reluctant to part with Qin Guan knew that their intimate contact with Qin Guan was coming to an end.

There are photographers squatting on stone platforms everywhere on the corner of the street, waiting for the moment when Qin Guan leaves his back to take pictures. This can be regarded as a kind of incomplete beauty when a big name leaves.