Volume 346 Old Man, Slow Down

He patted Qin Guan's profile and only said one more sentence: "Make a live collection of this kid's show and New York Fashion Week performance, and it will be to your benefit when the time comes."

What this shows is self-evident to the chief designer, ck will definitely have some new big moves next year, and Qin Guan has already been noticed by the relevant high-level people because of his insight.

Back home, Qin Guan's cell phone was filled with a series of text messages, but at this time the work has been settled, so the rest must be the homework of countless old men in the school.

Oh no, there is also a text message from Xu Xiaoxiao, which is inexplicable: call back.

When the phone was connected, Xu Xiaoxiao on the other end was not polite: "Qin Guan, you must come over to my grandpa's birthday banquet tomorrow."

After practicing for so long, it is finally time to take a real walk.

"Okay, see you tomorrow. Oh, by the way, do I have to pay attention to my attire? Is there anything special about presents?"

"Oh, the younger generation may have a reception in the garden on the top floor after the banquet. See if you like it. Are you ready? As for my grandfather, I haven't seen anything before. Your coming is the best gift."

This brat, has anyone ever gone to someone's house to celebrate a birthday empty-handed?

Qin Guan is not in a hurry, he has many ways to treat the elderly.

On the second night, Qin Guan wanted to bring Mei to participate, but Cong Nianwei stood in front of Qin Guan with an apologetic expression on her face. She joined the architectural design interest group of Columbia University.

And there are a lot of design-related work and exhibitions inside, so she has no time to attend to others. Coincidentally, Wendy is also one of them. Taking advantage of the relationship they met in the early days, the two have now become friends with similar tempers.

Thinking of Qin Guan here, he tidied up his black tie, and called Xu Xiaoxiao in front of the rather ancient mansion.

"Here, here, d let him in, he is my friend!" The honest Asian face at the door saw Xu Xiaoxiao's head protruding from the second floor, and patted Qin Guan's waist without saying a word, Just let him into the house.

A shrine with three sticks of incense filled with Guan Erye stands out in the spacious and stylish hall...

It is really strange that there are such traditional things in this pure American-designed villa.

Qin Guan didn't say much, as Xu Xiaoxiao came to the small hall on the second floor, a small stage had been set up here, enough to accommodate a small hundred people and stage a small martial arts show.

"How is it? Look at my appearance? How about it?" Xu Xiaoxiao flaunted Qin Guan and pulled Qin Guan to the dressing table behind the stage.

Can you tell the truth? When you played Monkey King, you were the same as Bajie. This Magu must have been swollen for many days, which caused the current consequences.

Qin looked at Xu Xiaoxiao who was covered with heavy oil paint. In fact, his gestures and gestures already had a bit of charm. He just reminded him redundantly: "Stand on the stage, don't move your body, and maintain the posture I'll give you. When you've sung enough, you're off."

Xu Xiaoxiao couldn't move while singing, but when he moved, what should I say? There is always a subtle sense of bravery on his body, just like the pressure of Li Kui going down the mountain to chop a tiger, or Zhang Fei beating the fat Duyou.

"Alas!" Xu Xiaoxiao answered simply, instructed Qin Guan who came here, and took out the gift from his pocket.

"I heard your usual description, I guess your grandpa will like this very much."

What Qin Guan took out was an exquisite snuff bottle, about the height of half a finger, made of transparent glass, without exaggerated relief.

The cap of red coral, coupled with the same red koi, has achieved this exquisite picture of hundreds of fish.

The meaning is very good, and the gift is even more exquisite. The built-in hollow painting method adds a touch of ancient charm to the snuff bottle.

"Oh, by the way, good domestic snuff is hard to buy, and I don't know what the old man likes. I only brought a small amount when I went abroad. After all, it is very troublesome to go through the immigration inspection."

Speaking of this, Qin Guan took out a more primitive small box, which was the top quality product of the "Tianhuizhai" that existed in Dashilan, Beijing during the Daoguang period of the Qing Dynasty.

Although there are fewer and fewer people playing snuff due to the advancement of the development history of cigarettes, the older generation still passed on this nostalgic thing, and now snuff bottles are more often held in their hands. Played.

Xu Xiaoxiao, a banana man, has never seen such a rare thing. He played it himself and couldn't put it down. Before Qin Guan could react, he grabbed the snuff box as well.

"I will hand it over for you when the time comes, and I will accept this gift!"

The two of them here were chatting in a good atmosphere, and as time went by, the second floor began to have people on the second floor after a short time.

These guests were very punctual, and found their seats according to the name tags quite well. Qin Guan took advantage of the gap in the curtain and felt the solemnity of the venue as soon as his eyes swept over.

Qing Yishui's Asian faces looked similar, and they all chatted happily together. Seeing such a gathering, Qin had a little guess about the size of Xu Xiaoxiao's family.

When a hale and hearty old man, wearing a double-breasted Tang suit, sat in the first seat surrounded by everyone, he began to set up a banquet under the greetings of Dad Xu.

"Huh? Why haven't you seen Xu Xiaoxiao, a brat?" The always stern Grandpa Xu valued Xiao Xiao the most.

Father Xu knew about his son's nonsense, he smiled awkwardly, "Dad, everyone is here, let's have a banquet first, the boy will be there in a while."

Grandpa Xu looked around and waved his hand casually: "Let's start..."

The team leader on the stage got a signal from the host, and the instrumental music, gongs and drums, was performed lively. Since it was the old man's birthday banquet, Magu's birthday celebration was a must.

As soon as the curtains in the backstage were set up, a big and charming Huadan moved out from inside, and opened her mouth Shi Shiran according to the rhythm of the festival.

"Yaochi sealed the life of the Virgin, turned around and took a bottle of wine..."

Let Xu Xiaoxiao open her mouth, the young and old people down here originally used this time to chat and get closer, but now they all stopped talking and froze.

To put it bluntly, the group of people below can be regarded as the generation of uncles who watched Xu Xiaoxiao grow up. When this child first came up, he was wearing a big paint job, so he didn't recognize him underneath, but his voice lit up. It completely missed the stuffing.

"Pfft...hahaha!"

"Good! . . . well sung!"

The old man spit out the tea as soon as he took a sip, Xu's father grinned at his father in embarrassment: "Old man, please slow down..."

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