Volume 640 The Bullied Park Service

Not very professional garbage clips, and a plastic bag for garbage, these are all Qin Guan's tools.

As long as there are people, there must be garbage, whether it is intentional or unintentional, which needs to be dealt with by people.

It may be the management office of the park. In order to reflect their work in the camera, they are very dedicated. After Qin Guan and his party got off the car at their destination, they found that there were traces of tidying up overnight.

The round trash can, which was always filled with inexplicable garbage, had already been cleaned up. Its walls were originally black and gray, but it also revealed its true appearance of white stainless steel.

As for the left and right sides of the park road, the sprinkler was needed to clean up the floating soil inside.

Even those lawns where passers-by are most likely to lie flat and sleep, there is no trace of garbage on them.

Of course, we can't let people who come here can't take pictures, just bring one or two prepared mineral water bottles, and let the ancestors of these municipal centers be dismissed.

In view of the beauty of this park, can the staff of these big consortiums allocate more money to the Park Administration according to their performance today?

Unfortunately, imagination is beautiful, but reality is cruel.

Some people say that beauty is waiting for your discovery, and so is garbage.

The sharp-eyed Qin Guan found densely packed chewing gum stuck to the bottom of the public seats in the park.

This is one of Americans' favorite snacks to pass the time, and the habit of sticking with it has been passed down from their ancestors.

Bus carriages, subway stations, parks, all the public facilities you can imagine, in their cracks, in the corners that are most difficult to clean, there must be a species called chewing gum.

So don't tell me that the quality of the Chinese people is low. We also use the theory of relativity here.

At least, there are not so many people who eat chewing gum among the Chinese people, right?

Ever since, Qin Guan in the camera, under the stupefaction of the photographer and director, used one of the garbage prepared in the park, a paper coffee cup.

Just use the hard clip in your hand to sweep under the seat like this, slamming... What the paper cup carries are these stubborn garbage marks...

The well-dressed administrators have the same color as the chewing gum that has been scraped off, and they can be as dark as...

"Everyone, don't be stunned, it seems that there is a lot of work..."

The laughing and joking staff members followed Qin Guan's example very cooperatively and picked up the tools around them.

Naturally, where people gather together, there will be the attention of passing people, even in parks with relatively low population density.

Qin Guan and his group were really different from ordinary social workers. Those photographers who came to the park to take pictures with their cameras pointed their lenses at this side.

Anyone who is a photographer in New York knows Qin Guan.

Because the very reliable news came out that their idol, master photographer of portraits and people, Lin Lun, was about to shoot the cover of time magazine for this model named Qin Guan.

Lin Lun, the glorious man of this generation of photographers, naturally attracted the attention of all photographers in this industry.

What is so special about this model, why is he popular, is he a very good subject?

Whether it's the work he loves or the desire for fame, Qin Guan has really caught the attention of photographers.

What is the situation now? Can you see me here?

"Qin Guan!" A young photographer couldn't help but shouted in a low voice.

And those who were jogging in the park, walking the dog, chatting and sleeping around people naturally heard this exclamation.

Everyone's eyes turned to this social work group that they hadn't paid attention to. Even among the ashen-dressed people, the onlookers still saw Qin Guan himself at a glance.

So the tourists in these parks began to pretend to be various situations, and slowly strolled towards Qin Guan's small circle of people.

Standing behind Qin Guan all the time, the organizer in charge of this event is also the deployment director of this public welfare film, so he whispered something to the assistant beside him.

"Let the people around cheer up, in case there is a commotion in the crowd or the crowd becomes agitated, we must reserve a way to retreat!"

"Well, it seems that those pedestrians are more friendly..."

"You know p, have you forgotten the news from the New York Times a few weeks ago?"

The assistant who was reminded by the director immediately remembered the farce about crazy fans in Times Square in New York that was broadcast on the social news column and the evening report that day.

It seemed that it was Qin Guan who was surrounded by the crowd that caused the crowd of fans.

Um? Wait surrounded by crowd?

The assistant and the controlling director who had just reacted turned their heads around in a circle, okay, within two minutes, the surrounding area was full of people.

A photographer with a camera, a professional dog walker who leads no less than 8 dogs, and a curious jogger. If they have nothing to do, they will look at the middle of the circle, then stop, and stand in the outer circle with their hands behind their backs. Stop and watch.

"Director, director, it's too late"

"Play by ear, don't lose your momentum."

Qin Guan, who was not affected at all by the onlookers outside, turned his head happily after shoveling off the last piece of stain, and stood up.

He held a palm-sized iron clip in one hand, and a paper cup full of garbage in the other.

Because he has been working with his head down, there is still a little dust splashed on his face, the baggy overalls, and the gray plaid shirt, no matter how you look at it, he looks like the most ordinary young man around him.

But for no reason, the people around him felt a kind of emotion called happiness from him, and they, who were affected by this emotion, also followed Qin Guan and raised the corners of their mouths.

"finished!"

Standing straight, Qin Guan, who had raised his arms high, flaunted it to everyone around him.

But such a warm and joyful show off pleased everyone, and these kind-hearted people applauded unanimously.

"Good job!"

"come on!"

The staff of the Park Management Bureau on the side had sore teeth, and when I usually reminded others to prohibit violating park regulations, they were always cold-eyed.

How come Qin Guan has double standards?

They do a lot of work like this, it's not fair! (To be continued.)