Volume 644 Time Magazine

Qin Guan, who turned his head, had already tidied up his body, and announced his upcoming performance on the stage.

"Hello everyone, I am Qin Guan, an international student from China, and I am invited to perform a show for you here."

"I think it is most appropriate to use one of the oldest wind instruments in China, the Xun, to express the emotion of our Chinese music."

"And today, I will use Xun to play some songs related to children, I hope everyone will like it."

After finishing speaking, Qin Guan bowed lightly on the stage, and there was thunderous applause from the audience.

It's amazing. Is there any musical instrument that I have never seen before? It is so mysterious and petite. This thing, which is the size and shape of a meat bun, is it also a musical instrument?

Before the audience of Laomei's amazement passed, and before the cameraman's lens of the big shot of the details of the Xun was finished, Qin Guan brought the flute to his mouth.

Accompanied by blowing, this magical and ancient instrument emits a clear and wide sound range.

"Jingle bells, jingle bells...Jingle bells, what a joy we're skiing, we're on the sled."

The first song is a nursery rhyme familiar to the American people, Jingle Bells.

When everyone began to marvel at the long and graceful expression of this instrument, Qin Guan, who had only played it once, immediately took a breath and switched to the next tone.

His fingers made two or three adjustments under the air hole like a work of art, and he blew out a different tone than the last one.

"There are three bears living together, Papa Bear, Mama Bear, and Baby Bear"

The Three Bears of Korea.

Although they didn't know much about nursery rhymes from other countries, the people present could hear the joy in them.

Nursery rhymes are indeed the most powerful tool to arouse a person's childlike innocence. As Qin Guan's performance on the stage gradually improved, he changed another tune.

Xun, an instrument, is indeed the most bleak and melancholy tune, which can further reflect its charm.

"Little cabbage, yellow in the ground, two or three years old, no mother..."

Pfft, Qu Xuemei and Lan Jin were almost surprised by Qin Guan, but the group of beauties around them didn't know what it was.

They were all immersed in the slightly bleak music at the same time.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"It's so touching, Qin Guan really made full preparations for community work."

"Chinese music is so beautiful, it's really hard to imagine that it was played with such a small instrument..."

"I want to study."

"Me too!"

Because of Qin Guan's performance this time, it unintentionally led to the big sale of Chinese classical musical instruments in the community, and following the needs of these buyers, Lan Jin also formed a classical musical instrument training class, which made a lot of money .

These are all things to say, let's not show it for the time being, the current situation is that after Qin Guan finished playing the instrument, the event that should have been joyously celebrating the successful conclusion has turned into the crying of the whole people.

"Wow...It's so touching, it sounds so good...."

American expressions of emotion... so direct.

The host who took over Qin Guan's microphone did his duty. Even though he was crying with snot and tears, he still tremblingly said the words that the bazaar was over among the crowd who seemed to be attending a memorial service.

The director behind the camera lens wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and shouted at Qin Guan in the venue: "Today's shooting has come to a successful conclusion! Everyone has worked hard! Everyone shouted with me!"

"stop!"

All the raised hands were a gesture of celebration, while the charity sales staff on the side took out a pack of crushed biscuits from their crumpled pockets.

The chocolate crumbs that were spread out were not disgusted by everyone, but were snatched up by this group of the most simple staff.

Qin Guan has the most complete cookie in his hand, which is the greatest love and affirmation of this group of community workers for him.

Thank you for your willingness to promote our work, and thank you for your seriousness in completing this most ordinary job.

The small car that leaves just indicates the end of today's work, but it is the beginning of another new day.

Qin Guan, who was still struggling to do physical labor, seemed to be just an illusion from yesterday, but now he was sitting in the office of Time Magazine, accompanied by Qu Xuemei, waiting for the arrival of photographer Lin Lun.

The door in the meeting room is always knocked very diligently. Those serving tea and water are not only young female members, but three generations of old, middle-aged and young.

Don't think that these people are all here for Qin Guan. To be honest, according to the influence of Time magazine, bigger stars have also received them.

Not to mention those big figures who have a pivotal position in the political arena, the economic field, and the military.

It's just that those are door-to-door services.

The purpose of this group of probing people is to find out what kind of character it is that makes Mr. Lin Lun, who can't make a move, call his name and ask for his portrait.

Therefore, there is some admiration for the photographer's benchmark, some curiosity about the new Asian movie stars, and most of them are just boring to follow the trend.

In the time magazine office with a semi-open working environment, the editor-in-chief is struggling for luck, but he is just an Asian star, so he can't be so hopeless.

In 2003, could it be that there were fewer Asian stars filmed?

Not to mention that when Heroes was released in North America, they were in charge of filming Zhang Ziyi + Tony Leung + Maggie Cheung + Jet Li's Four Heroes starring.

Of course, no one knew who Qin Guan was at that time, and the people from Time magazine didn't even notice that little person who only appeared in it for a few minutes.

Not to mention Jay Chou, who started from Taiwan and set off a crazy music trend in Asia. Time Magazine's comment on him only had one word on the cover: 'Diao! '

Therefore, it was natural for the editor-in-chief to use his loud voice at the scene of a natural disaster, which could also resound through the audience.

"Go back to work!"

With a loud voice, he yelled out Mr. Lin Lun!

The stainless-steel glass door at the gate was pushed open by a group of clattering people.

And the photography team headed by Mr. Lin Lun didn't talk nonsense, and came directly to the editor-in-chief's desk.

"The studio is ready?"

"Ready! William! William!"

"Hey! Here we come!"

"Hurry up and take the old man to the studio, and then go to the conference room to inform the star named Qin Guan, and say that you can go to the dressing room to get ready!"

"Yes!" (To be continued.)