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hapter 511: Three Women
Translator: Lan Editor: Efydatia
The three of them began eating their food without paying attention to their surroundings. Soon, Hilton's friends arrived.
As Qin Guan had expected, the famous girl had not gone there alone. Paris Hilton's friends were really famous, which made the pack of reporters get excited. They lifted their cameras and started pressing the shutters like crazy.
Hilton had been waiting for Madonna and Britney Spears, the most popular female singers in America. Either of them could make the headlines of any newspaper by herself, let alone if they appeared in the same picture.
By the time Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei looked up from their plates, the situation was even stranger.
At Hilton's orders, there were some Spidermen hanging by the windows, blocking the light coming off the street lamps. The three ladies greeted and kissed each other.
Qu swallowed her golden chips, murmuring, "Those three here… What a coincidence!"
"Coincidence?"
"They are the two singers of the music video. They contacted me to invite you to shoot it with them. They are releasing an album together."
"Really?" Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei were stunned, when suddenly Britney turned her head around.
"Hey, isn't that the handsome guy we invited to our music video?"
The other two turned around as well. Hilton was shocked at first glance.
"Who is he? What music video?"
"Our company will release a joint music video. Madonna found him while reading some magazines. We picked him to be the protagonist of our video. He must be an Asian model. That's all I know."
As the other two stopped talking, Madonna warned them, "Don't look down on him. There's gossip about him everywhere online. He is a Columbia student. Even his vacation trips attract reporters. He is really popular now."
Paris Hilton's eyes were shining brighter and brighter. I like popular guys. I'm the Gossip Queen after all!
"Shall we say hello to him?"
"Wow! You like him?"
Hilton nodded without hesitation. She looked like she had discovered her favorite kind of jewellery at an auction. He's mine!
"Let's go!" Britney was not the sweetheart her agency made her out to be. She wanted to watch the whole world burn. She was as much of a rebel as Paris Hilton.
Before Madonna could say anything, they stood up. Madonna couldn't help but sigh, shaking her golden-blond curly hair.
The two princesses were really bold. Judging by their status and popularity, they could just wave at Qin Guan and the Asian model would walk up to them seductively. Actually, they didn't even need to approach the model personally. For the sake of their dignity, Madonna decided to follow the girls.
In the eyes of the reporters, they were just greeting some friends, not looking for a boyfriend.
"Hi, Qin Guan. Can we sit here?"
"How are you, dear?"
Not good. I nearly choked. Qin Guan had an ominous premonition as he saw the looks the three ladies were shooting at him. When they had stood up and come over, he'd almost choked on his tuna salad from the shock.
"Cough, cough..."
Qu stood up in time. "Hello, I have met Linda from your agency. I am Qin Guan's agent." She had to protect Qin Guan from any gossip in this occasion. The Spidermen nearly crashed the windows in their effort to take pictures.
This was breaking news. The three ladies had approached a mysterious young man together, greeting him warmly and urgently! This was headline material!
It was a pity that Qu's Tai Ji didn't work. Hilton, who was a cunning girl, sat down in Qu's vacant seat, right next to Qin Guan.
"Hey, I'm Paris. Are you alone here? I have never seen you before."
Her large innocent eyes sent him seductive messages. Cong Nianwei was invisible to her. Britney was a little annoyed. She liked bad boys herself, so Qin Guan was not her cup of tea.
His raised eyes looked straight at her heart though. A good boy can also be a bad boy.
Madonna was the calmest one among them. Smiling, she sat down across from Qin Guan, stretching out her hand. "I'm Madonna. Do you know me? We'll be working together tomorrow."
She was a real superstar. Even though Britney had won a Grammy, she was still a little girl.
"It's nice to meet you, Qin Guan. I'm looking forward to working with you."
The two of them shook hands. The reporters outside were disappointed by the blurry photos.
Cong Nianwei noticed that Qu looked terrible. Her outstretched hand was ignored, left hovering in the air. Cong Nianwei, who knew the capable woman well, looked at Hilton with a sympathetic expression.
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hapter 512: A Mighty Girlfriend
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She was feeling sympathy for Qu, when suddenly a full bottom squeezed into the gap between her and Qin Guan. Britney smoothed her blonde hair down and sat on Qin Guan's left without hesitation.
"Hey, I'll also be cooperating with you..."
Are you flirting with the man before his girlfriend?
"We are having a hot party tonight. It's perfect for a man like you. Will you honor us with your presence?" Paris Hilton turned his face to hers.
"Oh, Qin Guan, I know nothing about you. Shall we talk and get to know each other better?" Britney turned his face in a different direction.
They were too busy fighting over the attention of the Asian man to notice the smile on the Asian woman's face.
Qu smirked. Cong Nianwei noticed her murderous expression.
Sandwiched between them, Qin Guan felt extremely embarrassed. The two women were staring at his face, their hands caressing his arms.
The reporters went crazy at the scene. "Bloody hell! Shall we raise funds to order a steak?"
They were too poor to enter that restaurant...
Finally, Madonna resolved the dilemma.
"Girls, behave yourselves." She looked at her juniors kindly. "Our actor here is flushed. Wow, you have some sauce on your mouth."
Cong Nianwei watched in surprise as Madonna held Qin Guan's jaw with one hand, picked up a napkin from the table with the other and cleaned the sauce for him.
Qu, Cong Nianwei and the other two girls were stupefied. The reporters outside went mad. What striking news! They tried their best to get closer.
"Stop! Don't push me!"
Horrified, the man in front watched the glass crack, white fissures appearing on it.
"F*ck! Back off! You broke the glass! Help!"
As they screamed, the glass was finally crushed. They all fell into the restaurant, rolling around on the floor. The manager was speechless.
Madonna had no dignity. She had scanned Qin Guan from head to toe boldly right away.
I like a good figure. Madonna actually liked to rob the cradle.
The manager walked over to the reporters angrily as the chef rushed out with a sharp knife. The reporters paid no attention to them though. Countless long and short cameras were taking pictures of Qin Guan and the ladies.
Flashes were twinkling. To everyone's surprise, Paris Hilton took a handsome pose before the cameras, nearly lying on top of Qin Guan's body.
Madonna was sitting there elegantly, with her back to Qin Guan. She acted like nothing had happened.
Cong Nianwei blinked under the lights of the cameras, speaking for the very first time.
"Let my boyfriend go!"
Her voice was not loud, but it was loud enough for Britney and Paris Hilton to hear. The two American girls finally noticed her.
Wow, she is his girlfriend. We thought she was an assistant. She looks average.
Britney pushed out her chest proudly, casting a meaningful look at Cong Nianwei's chest.
It was rude to point out someone else's disadvantage. Cong Nianwei was very irrigated by the look.
"Come here, Qin Guan."
Like a tame boyfriend, Qin Guan did as she told him. He rushed over to Cong Nianwei, avoiding a terrible fight.
Without him in the middle, the two girls leaned naturally towards the center. Cong Nianwei threw two empty plates at them, aiming right for their breasts. Your boobs are big enough to hold them, aren't they?
Qin Guan made a grimace at them and smiled at Cong Nianwei. Madonna was in shock. "Are you okay? I'm sorry for my mistake. Didn't you see the two plates coming?"
Cong Nianwei stood up and pointed to her own head. "Big boobs equal small brains. You are lacking in IQ."
"Sorry for our mistake," Qu added cleverly. "Your clothes are stained. Linda told me that your hotel is nearby. You better go change clothes. There are so many reporters here!"
She changed the topic, for fear that the brainless girls would do something terrible. Paris and Britney nearly cried out when they saw the sauce on their breasts. They had no time to appreciate the handsome man as they covered their breasts with the tablecloth.
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hapter 513: The Music Video
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Qu looked at Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei. Taking advantage of the riot, they all sneaked away.
"Hey, I wasn't finished! Don't be late tomorrow. What about you two? Can you return to the hotel?"
The three ladies left the restaurant as soon as possible, while Qin Guan, Cong Nianwei and Qu went to their hotel hurriedly.
After taking a shower, Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei lay down in bed, their shoulders touching. A soft light was reflected on the quilt.
"Qin Guan."
"Yes?"
"I don't like those three. Neither the older one, nor the younger ones."
"Me neither."
"Can you turn down the job?"
"No problem. Can I ask you a question though? I have cooperated with many actresses before. Why did you dislike them in particular?"
"They laughed at my boobs..."
"Good answer." Qin Guan got up to answer the phone, hiding his smile in the process. My girlfriend is so cute.
Qu was shouting at him from the other end of the line. Qin Guan hung up and returned to bed.
"Qu said we can turn down the job if we are willing to pay the consequences. Plus, we would have two days to ourselves in Los Angeles!"
"How much would you lose?"
"200,000 dollars."
"You have to get up early tomorrow. You can't be late for the shooting. I'll come with you, just to be safe."
He was so lucky to have such a reasonable girlfriend.
The accident the previous day was nothing for them. They were living a simple life, so they had no idea about the influence of those three ladies in America.
Early in the morning, the newsboys were shuttling around the city. Unlike the residents of the bustling city, the people in the suburbs had just opened their eyes.
The Los Angeles Times was the highest-selling newspaper in the city. It always published real-time news about celebrities, but this was the first time it featured a full-page headline.
"Three female stars competing over Best Actor Award Winner."
On the picture under the headline, Madonna was wiping Qin Guan's mouth, while Britney Spears and Paris Hilton were sitting on either side of him. Cong Nianwei, his real girlfriend, was just a blurry figure in the photo. In the other photos, the readers could see the three of them clearly. By then, they had already left the site.
As the king of gossip, "The Sun" had also published a report, although not a very detailed one. The photo of the three women leaving had been highlighted, and the titles went along the lines of "Asian Best Actor Winner abandoning three American girls over his true love. Which is better: a pretty girl or a mature woman?"
The report was full of unreliable speculations.
Sleeping in his hotel, Qin Guan had no idea about the news, which had reached thousands of households and shocked fans all over the country. In several hours, he had become the rumored boyfriend of the three famous stars.
The shooting location had nothing to do with the affair. There were no newspapers, no beach, sea or coconut trees around. It was actually a studio. Unlike the large stages built for hot singers and dancers, the set looked like the office of a gangster.
There was a big brown desk, a large crystal ashtray, some "Godfather" cabinets, and a black leather couch in the room.
The dresser was carefully working on Qin Guan's face. The Asian model was welcomed warmly by the crew. His black hair was perfect for the role. After getting permed, it was sculpted into a vintage hairstyle.
Qu opened Qin Guan's clothing case, shocking the prop master. It was full of Armani Haute Couture. The model had to be very successful.
Qin Guan went out of the fitting room, but the two singers took their time in coming out. Qin Guan presented himself in the most shocking manner.
He arranged the sleeves of his white shirt, whispering to Cong Nianwei in his most gentle voice. He was wearing a vintage British black suit, the straight pants reaching his shoes elegantly.
His short hair had been curled. His eyes were fixed on his girlfriend, full of love and affection. The corner of his mouth was raised in a smile. Qin Guan was in a good mood, despite the fact that it was about 30 degrees in the studio and he was wearing an autumn outfit.
"I like him..." Britney murmured to herself, covering her heart, which had been shot by Cupid's arrows. Madonna was staring at Qin Guan's long legs. The expression in her eyes was very intense.
The prop master moved a screen away to reveal the set.
A music video was much more complicated than an advertisement. It required editing, background music, and many other things. Fortunately, Qin Guan was only an actor. He would just perform. That was simple enough for him, considering he was a professional actor.
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apter 514: A Strong Backbone
Translator: Lan Editor: Efydatia
Qin Guan had underestimated the two unreliable women. During the shooting process, he found it difficult to express his pain.
The music video had no plot. Qin Guan's role mainly involved interacting with Madonna, which made Qin Guan sigh in relief. Madonna was much better than Paris Hilton, who had shown him her boobs just like that.
The director sat down behind the camera as Qin Guan sat in the rotating chair in the center of the studio. An assistant lit a slim white cigarette and handed it to Qin Guan.
The lighting engineer turned off all the lights on the ceiling, leaving only those on the sides. Half of Qin Guan's body was in the dark. The light hit his long legs and the side of his face.
Several beams of light and shadows were formed on his face, highlighting his straight nose. He looked like a dangerous man hiding in the dark. Every cell in his body was shouting in the darkness, but he still remained elegant.
He was a mafia boss at the dawn of his life.
An enthusiastic street girl in a colorful skirt entered his large office. She tried to flirt with the cool mafia boss by using her charm. There was background music playing during the scene.
Madonna was a natural stage queen moving flexibly to the music. Suddenly, Cong Nianwei caught herself liking the hot singer.
She danced enthusiastically around Qin Guan, radiating tenderness and love through her eyes. She looked like a moth darting towards the fire. If she failed, she would die.
Qin Guan touched his chair with one of his feet. He didn't move or say anything, but there were flames dancing in his eyes.
Smoke was rising from his fingers, yet he didn't move. Everyone could feel that he was obsessed with the girl, including the director and Britney, who was staring at Qin Guan like a drooling idiot.
"Acting in a music video is a waste of his abilities," the director told Britney.
Suddenly, the two actors strayed from the script. Madonna stopped dancing and took the cigarette from Qin Guan's mouth. As she smoked it, the cigarette burned brighter.
"Hey, it's not supposed to go like this. Never mind, it still looks good."
Where are your principles, director?
Qu nearly tore a poster into pieces, but Qin Guan's formal girlfriend was extremely calm. She didn't know this was a temporary performance. Sometimes, ignorance was bliss.
As the shooting went on, there was a riot in Qin Guan's heart. His expression didn't change though.
He pushed the woman in front of him away and stood up fiercely. The vintage silver watch chain swayed over his chest sexily.
Then he was supposed to turn around and stride over to the couch, sit down and appreciate Madonna's dance from that comfortable position. It was a pity that Madonna did not follow the script. What she did next shocked everybody.
Stopping Qin Guan with her hand, she wrapped her legs around his waist. She expected that, because of her weight, Qin Guan would have to sit back down on the chair so she could ride his body.
Qin Guan was no common man though.
Despite the fierce attack of her 50 kilos, he didn't move or sit down.
Madonna looked like a monkey hanging from a tree, trying to climb up the trunk.
Standing still, Qin Guan looked at Madonna with a poker face. They were communicating with their eyes.
Are you tired?
Of course! Sit down!
Never! My girlfriend is here. Don't mess with me...
They looked at each other silently. Nobody tried to stop them. Everyone was too absorbed into the scene.
Qin Guan cast a look at Cong Nianwei. His legs were shaking slightly as the annoying monkey on his body tried to beat him.
I can't rely on the director. I have to use my charm.
He spoke to his girlfriend with his eyes. Come here.
Cong Nianwei looked at him in confusion. Suddenly, Qin Guan nodded at her.
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hapter 515: Famous
Translator: Lan Editor: Efydatia
The director shut off the camera, smiling to himself. Cong Nianwei got permission from him to enter the set.
She was getting close to Qin Guan and Madonna, when suddenly Qin Guan pressed Madonna's head to his shoulder. The monkey turned into a koala tightly attached to a tree. Before Cong Nianwei could explode, Qin Guan craned his neck towards her and kissed her on the lips.
He was embracing Madonna, but kissing Cong Nianwei. Asian people were really smart.
"Wow!"
Britney pressed a hand against her chest, completely out of breath. What a meaningful scene! It could be titled as "betrayal" or "choice".
The door was shaking in the wind, the light beams going on and off as the young lovers kissed each other sweetly. The woman in the boy's embrace was enjoying the moment.
Wow! His chest felt really sexy. His shoulders were so broad, and his back was so strong...
Madonna wasn't aware that she had become the most miserable heroine of the video. Suddenly, a noise woke everyone up. It was Paris Hilton, one of the three women in love with Qin Guan.
The music video had nothing to do with her. Her best friend Britney had actually refused to tell her about Qin Guan's schedule.
She is afraid of me! Our friendship is really weak...
She was no stranger to Los Angeles though. She had easily discovered the location from someone else.
She had rushed to the studio with some entertainment newspapers in her hand, planning to use them as an excuse.
As soon as she entered the studio though, she came across that exciting scene. I should be the one he kisses!
Angry, she threw the newspapers and her handbag on the floor. The noise broke the silence. Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei's lips parted reluctantly.
Madonna looked up from Qin Guan's embrace, turning in Hilton's direction in confusion. So did Britney, who was actually crying.
The reporters following Hilton wouldn't let such striking news go. Wow! Everyone involved in the affair is shooting a music video here. Wow! Madonna is hanging from Qin Guan's body. The video was totally worth the wait!
This would sell like crazy.
Some of the keener reporters were lucky enough to take some pictures of the kiss. They were all thinking of countless possibilities in their minds.
Suddenly, Qin Guan told Madonna gently, "Shall we finish this part?"
Please get off my body.
The media's presence made Madonna change her attitude at once. She jumped off of Qin Guan, acting like nothing had happened.
That was an advantage of being fit.
Finally free, Qin Guan took Cong Nianwei's hands and whispered to her, "I'm so tired. This is more difficult than sports. Can you give me a massage?"
Cong Nianwei cast a supercilious look at him as the director waved at everyone. "Ten-minute break!"
What a brave man!
Nobody saw the mini DV in his hand, which had kept working during the whole process.
The security guards pushed the reporters outside. Hilton and Britney walked over to Qu Xuemei and Qin Guan, who were sitting by the set.
"What's the matter?" Qu looked very annoyed by their presence.
"I just wanted to show you this. Please don't sue us. We are all victims here."
Hilton spread the newspapers. There were countless photos and headlines about Qin Guan.
Words and phrases such as "it is said", "it is speculated", "mystery" and "maybe" filled the pages. Qu and Cong Nianwei read through the reports in surprise. Suddenly, they realized something.
"Qin Guan is famous?"
"Yes, he is famous for his handsome looks. He's the most popular type of man all over America."
If these news had been published in China, Qin Guan would have gotten punished for his bad behavior, which would have naturally reflected on his morality.
In America though, entertainment was different. A man pursued by beauties was popular among film companies. They didn't care about the reason. They just wanted to attract an audience and make money.
Qu was not worried about Qin Guan now though, like the time when Qin Guan and Li Bingbing had been gossiped about. Chinese people were more tolerant when it came to foreign beauties.
Only Qin Guan was annoyed by the news, because this meant that his ordinary life was over. He had become a celebrity now. Wherever he went, people would stare at him. This was terrible!
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hapter 516: An Invitation
Translator: Lan Editor: Efydatia
Qu was pondering how to take advantage of this to maximize Qin Guan's profits, when suddenly Hilton said, "I'm having a big party tonight. Will you come?"
"Thank you, but I'm busy." Qin Guan's eyes were still fixed on the newspaper.
"All of us will be there. Dr. Luke and some famous music producers will also attend. Very famous people will be there!"
"This has nothing to do with me. I'm not a singer. Right, Qu Xuemei?"
As all those names reverberated like thunder, Qin Guan didn't even look up.
Biting her lips, Hilton finally said, "I heard that you opened an accounting firm and a C-level gallery in New York."
"Yes, so?" Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei looked up together.
"You know, there is always artwork at hotels. If the customers like it, they can buy it through the Hilton hotels."
Cong Nianwei nodded. There was such a service at some top hotels.
"Besides, our contract with KPMG is about to expire. Our financial manager is planning on choosing some new accounting firms. Everyone likes a good firm."
"Would you please attend my private party tonight?"
"Sure! We'll come together!"
Where is your dignity?
Qin Guan accepted the invitation immediately, which made Hilton very happy. She had originally thought it would be impossible to please the handsome man. Thank God that he was tender with women.
The poor girl thought that the man was feeling sorry for her and didn't want to hurt her feelings. She thought that was why he had pretended to accept her invitation.
She was actually overthinking. Qin Guan was just concentrated on finding clients for his firm.
There was no time for them to talk any further. The director shouted at them, "Attention, everyone! Let's shoot the next scene!"
Madonna, Britney and Qin Guan entered the set. In the next scene, both women would be in his office at the same time. Qin Guan was sitting on the couch, Madonna lying on his chest tame as a kitten.
"Three, two, camera!"
Britney pushed the old wooden door and saw the man and woman embracing on the couch. Madonna was wearing a mini dancing skirt, while Britney was in a suit short with two thin straps. She looked very sexy.
She was unhappy with Madonna's position. Pursing her lips and swaying her bottom, she danced her way to the couch and sat down on Qin Guan's other side, resting her head on his chest next to Madonna's.
Cruel reality was about to teach them a lesson though. Suddenly, Qin Guan opened his eyes. There was no love in them, only indifference.
The women were smiling happily as he stood up and left, fixing his own shirt. A long shadow was visible on the floor. Britney and Madonna looked weak and helpless in the semi-dark room.
The poor women had given their hearts to him, only to be abandoned relentlessly. Qin Guan left the room, feeling like an unfaithful lover.
The rest of the music video had nothing to do with him. He had to deal with a troublemaker now.
Hilton had made Cong Nianwei angry. The girl was a classic nymphomaniac. Ignoring his official girlfriend, she had tried her best to be around Qin Guan.
Qin Guan had no time to talk to them though. He just entered the fitting room. Hilton had been about to follow him, but she was stopped by Qu.
"Hey, he is changing clothes!"
"I'm sorry." Her expression was not apologetic though.
It was July in Los Angeles, so the temperature was very high. Qin Guan had been wearing a suit during his performance, so even his underwear was soaked in sweat.
When he came out of the fitting room, his style was completely different. His loose shirt, baggy shorts and slippers made Qin Guan look like he'd come from Miami.
He let out a long breath before he told Hilton, "You can send the party address to Qu Xuemei. Oh, is there a dress code? Or a formal invitation?"
Flattered, Hilton shook her head violently. "No, no. I'll make the guest list with my secretary. The guests will be famous people from the music and film industry. It's not a formal party. You can wear anything you like. Everyone will dress casually."
"Can I wear these?" Qin Guan pointed to his slippers.
"You could come nude, actually. I'd be okay with it." Hilton covered her face. "I'm terribly sorry!"
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hapter 517: The Party
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Cong Nianwei was speechless. She didn't understand why she was excited. Maybe in Hilton's eyes, even Qin Guan's farts smelled good.
By the time Hilton came back to her senses, the three of them had already left. Even Britney, her beloved enemy, couldn't stand her.
"Do you know why he is always running from us? You are too desperate. At least one of us must be his cup of tea. It's your fault! You scare him away!"
"I feel strange. I have never dated an Asian man. I don't care if he has a girlfriend, we can still keep in touch. No one in the entertainment circle has any integrity these days. Besides, he is a man."
Madonna, who was the most experienced one, shook her head. "You don't understand. He is not a toy. You have to show him your heart. He is a noble knight."
Hilton agreed with Madonna, nodding violently. "I will tell my grandpa that I'll put an end to my romantic affairs. I'll ask for his help. I want to marry Qin Guan."
"You must be dreaming!"
"You are the last one he would choose among us!"
Her so-called friends both showed her their middle fingers.
Such good friends...
It was a starry night that reminded people of Van Gogh's famous oil painting. The first cool breeze of the scorching summer started blowing.
Of course, Qu wouldn't let Qin Guan dress how he pleased for the party. After all, Qin Guan was a small celebrity in America. She was the chief editor of VOGUE. Image was really important.
Black was the safest color for a gentleman, and a white dress the best choice for a lady.
The party was held at a villa on the Hollywood Hills. When Qu drove the rented convertible into the parking lot, she realized the party was magnificent. There were luxury cars of all brands in the parking lot, all of them tasteful and fashionable.
A staff member led them to the entrance. After identifying them, they welcomed the guests into the villa. It was a large, luxurious villa with an outdoor garden and pool. The lamps made it look as beautiful as it was during the daytime.
Some models and actresses were not let into the villa, so they lingered around, trying their best to attract the tycoons with their sexy dresses and poses. They had poked their noses into the queen's party through all channels, eager to get to those famous, rich guys.
Actually, Hilton's party was a feast for actresses seeking a good chance and tycoons looking for beautiful girls. Her parties were famous for their craziness.
As soon as Qin Guan entered the villa, he felt the party's difference compared to the party at Columbia. The latter had been strictly focused on business connections in the finance circle, while the former brought together strange people of all kinds.
There were avant-garde designers there, dressed in shocking ways. Qin Guan could recognize at least three of them. There were also guest writers, fashion writers and magazine representatives. Qu could recognize about eight of her peers.
There were also talented music producers in attendance. They were handsome and easy-going, but they had a weird temper. Dr. Luke was their representative.
Of course, there were also people from film companies. Hilton's parties were always full of energy.
Qin Guan had originally considered himself a nobody, yet all the guests would greet him as they passed by.
"Hi, Qin Guan. How are you?"
"Hey, handsome guy!"
Strange smiles were pasted on their faces. It was so horrible! Qin Guan walked around in fear.
"What's wrong with them?" he asked Cong Nianwei and Qu.
"No idea. We will just deal with it by sticking to our fundamental principles."
"Okay."
They walked to the spare living room at the center of the party, which was decorated according to American style.
There was a half-meter tall stage and long independent buffet tables there. Waiters were shuttling between the guests with bubbling champagne on their trays.
It was the background wall that scared everyone. There were four large posters of Qin Guan hanging on the wall. There were introduction cards under each poster to indicate the shooting time and place.
That explained the guests' strange smiles. It seemed that this was not a private party, but Qin Guan's own initiation. How embarrassing!
Qin Guan stood there stupefied. Soon, he was surrounded by people. "He is the actor on the picture. Hilton is obsessed with him. She must have spent a lot on him. He is so handsome!" an old rich lady without morals was saying.
"I have seen the news. It's a pity that he likes women!" That was You-Know-Who [1].
"Ha! That's fine." A different opinion? Qin Guan cast an appreciative look at him. You are just jealous. You must be a normal man. Thank you so much!
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hapter 518: Deal
Translator: Lan Editor: Efydatia
Qin Guan realized he was a celebrity. Qin Guan actually knew the man, although the man didn't know him.
It was Nick Carter, a member of the Backstreet Boys. According to "The Sun", he was passionately in love with Hilton.
Considering the current situation though, the man needed a confirmation.
"What are you looking at? Have you never seen a handsome guy before? Listen to me, Paris is just obsessed with you temporarily."
Nick was as alert as a porcupine lifting its thorns.
"Are you challenging me, bastard?" Nick couldn't stand Qin Guan's expression. He walked over and stood in front of him. He was 1.85 meters tall with short blond hair. The big boy didn't want to lose face before his enemy.
Qin Guan shrugged with a smile. Then he pressed Nick's blond hair down, letting it go and watching it bounce back up.
"It's so elastic!"
"Motherf*cker!" Before Nick could hit the Asian man on the face, a woman spoke from behind them.
"Qin Guan!" It was Paris Hilton in a pink dress. She was about to rush up to Qin Guan, as if there was no one else present. Cong Nianwei pulled Qin Guan away though and hugged Hilton herself.
"Calm down. All problems can be solved through a negotiation. Understand?" Holding Hilton's hand, she pulled her away.
"Let's have a private talk."
Before her voice could fade away, they disappeared in the crowd. Nick had no time to fight with the annoying Asian guy. He went after them, leaving Qu and Qin Guan behind. The two of them exchanged a helpless look.
"Why is Hilton doing all this?"
"God knows..."
Qin Guan was surprised that Cong Nianwei wanted to negotiate with Hilton. As he headed for the buffet, he felt a little pleased with himself. His girlfriend seemed jealous. Being handsome is a sin.
He had no idea how Cong Nianwei was dealing with Hilton. She was telling her that Qin Guan was her boyfriend.
Cong Nianwei led Hilton to a corner of the garden. The Asian girl was not as weak as she looked.
"You must be really brave to dare hug a man before his girlfriend! Didn't your parents teach you about honesty and honor?"
Hilton was massaging her hurting hand with a grimace. "You are just old-fashioned. Hugging is a form of greeting. Besides, handsome guys belong to everybody. They are no one's property..."
Suddenly, she paused. The girl, who was the same age as her, smiled at her softly.
"We are childhood sweethearts. We have been together ever since we were babies."
With that smile on her face, Cong Nianwei seemed gentle. "I am the woman who understands him the most. I'm not with him for his looks, but his soul. We love each other."
At her words, Hilton realized that the lovers harbored different emotions, emotions unique among her acquaintances.
Suddenly, she felt admiration and envy. Lowering her voice, she said, "But he is really handsome… Better than all the boyfriends I have ever had."
Cong Nianwei smiled and shot a meaningful look at her. "If you accept my proposal, you can observe his studies and daily life for a month. That way, you will get to see another part of him. You will be regretful. Deal?"
"Deal! Why not?" Hilton agreed before setting her own terms. "Listen..."
The two girls, who had completely different personalities and complexions, whispered together.
While Qin Guan was enjoying the buffet, Cong Nianwei and Hilton returned to the living room hand in hand, looking like good friends. Qin Guan had no idea what had happened, but he felt much better now.
Nick also returned from outside. He stood next to Hilton, pretending to be calm.
There were people performing on the stage. Some stars tried to perform during the break to highlight their presence. Hilton was interested in nothing but Qin Guan though. She looked at him again and again without moving.
Nick thought for a moment and gave her a cantankerous smile. Then he patted Hilton's shoulder and walked to the stage, blowing her kisses.
Some beautiful girls had just stopped dancing. Taking advantage of this, the musicians hastened to drink some iced beer.
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hapter 519: Kicking Up A Fuss
Translator: Lan Editor: Efydatia
Nick got on the stage with a big stride and waved at the keyboard player. "Hey, could you please accompany me? I want to sing a song."
The musician looked up and saw Nick, the member of a popular band. The other members of the band were making noise for their friend, making sure Nick had everyone's attention.
As a professional singer, Nick was not nervous at all. The bigger the audience, the more excited he was.
Picking up the microphone, he spoke in the direction of Hilton, "I would like to dedicate this song to Paris Whitney Hilton, the beautiful princess who has conquered my heart. I hope she can reserve a place for me in her heart."
The blonde boy was radiating tenderness and love through his eyes. The girls under the stage were screaming. This was not surprising, as the band was popular all over the world. All members of the band were very handsome.
Nick didn't pay attention to the girls though. He was concentrated on Hilton. As the music began, he started to sing.
It was a lovely love song. All the party guests stopped chatting, getting absorbed in the beautiful music and the handsome boy on the stage.
"It's so beautiful..."
"I admire Hilton so much. This song makes me feel like I'm drunk..."
Hilton was looking at Qin Guan though.
"Wow! She really likes Qin Guan."
"Impossible! The party queen is hiding in a corner!"
Two annoying voices were suddenly heard. As expected, they were Hilton's frenemies, Britney and Madonna.
"It was shameless of you to come here!" Actually, Hilton had sent them invitations when they had still been friends. Their friendship had ended unexpectedly easily though.
"Stop blaming us. Nick is singing for you on the stage, while you are lost in thought. How is that polite?"
Britney saw Nick cast a look at them and realize Hilton was absent-minded. Wow! This will be good...
She was right. Nick dared not blame his goddess. Instead, he blamed Qin Guan. He finished his song and gestured at the audience. Everyone fell silent, waiting for his next move.
"Hello, everyone. Does anybody feel that this party is different than usual?"
"Is there anything special about it?"
"It's interesting as always."
"Right!" Nick continued. "Did you notice that there are photos and posters of a guy hanging around us? Do you know him? Tell me!"
"Of course!"
"It's Qin Guan! A hot top model!"
"He was the Best Actor Award Winner at Cannes."
"Really?" Nick had just come to Los Angeles from the UK. He had no idea about the spreading news about Qin Guan. He nearly choked on the stage.
"Well, it seems that the man is a celebrity in America. Would you like to see him on the stage then?" the smart guy changed the topic in a flash.
"Of course!"
"Is Qin Guan here?"
Some audience members began to scream. He was the most talked-about person in the American media. Famous stars of different ages were competing over that title.
"Let's give him a round of applause then!" Nick pointed to the buffet area. "What are you waiting for, Qin Guan? Come on!"
Qin Guan, who had a piece of sausage in his mouth, was shocked when everyone's eyes were turned on him. He pointed to his own nose. "Me?"
"Yes! That's Qin Guan. Clap for him!"
Everyone was clapping their hands, just like people had done at Cannes. Qin Guan put down his fork and wiped his mouth. Then he got on the stage, bracing himself.
Hilton had no idea what was going on. She was talking happily to Cong Nianwei.
"What will he perform? He looks so handsome on the stage!"
Cong Nianwei cast a supercilious look at her. She realized that things were not going well. Nick continued to exert himself.
"Was my song beautiful?" he asked the audience, taking a flirting pose.
"Of course!"
"Did you like its feeling?"
"Of course!"
"Do you want that feeling to get better?"
"Of course!"
"Of course!"
The general enthusiasm peaked. Some people were whistling as Nick kept speaking.
"Nobody has heard Qin Guan sing, right?"
"Of course not!"
The mysterious Asian model had only appeared on the cover of a magazine. Nobody had heard his voice. Most of the guests were members of the music circle, so they were curious to hear it.
"May we have the honor of hearing him sing at this wonderful party?"
"Good idea!"
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Chapter 520: Medley
Translator: Lan Editor: Efydatia
Everyone was interested in his suggestion. People were curious about the guy's singing voice. He was more handsome than Nick after all.
Cong Nianwei couldn't help grimacing. She had been tortured many times by his bathroom singing. Considering his professional singing experience, Qin Guan would be facing a great challenge.
The ever-victorious general seemed to be suffering a setback.
However, Qin Guan answered calmly, "Okay, but I don't know any English songs. Actually, I'm too busy to have time for music."
Dude, most of the guests are musicians. Nick chuckled to himself, while Qu frowned and looked at Qin Guan's seat. He seems strange.
Suddenly, she saw a large empty glass with a straw in it. The liquid had been nearly finished. Qin Guan must have drunk it with his food.
Qu sniffed at the glass and detected a subtle smell of alcohol. It was a fruit cocktail. It tasted good, but its power was great.
Qin Guan had drunk a full 500 ml of it without noticing. That explained his strange smile.
Damn it! Nobody knows what he will do in such a state. He has never touched a cigarette or drunk liquor during work.
Qin Guan had gotten the microphone from Nick. The angry audience fell silent.
"Everyone knows that I come from China. My native language is Chinese. Music should be a mixture of many artistic languages. Don't limit yourselves to European and American pop music. You should look further and broaden your horizons. All musical prodigies and famous composers have learned from other people's strong points. American music should be unique."
The drunkard was giving the musicians a lecture. He looked like an apprentice blaming a criminal for an unsuccessful crime.
"Pay attention to my song. You might never have heard it before. Professional composers and publishers could take advantage of this chance to record it."
Qu was preparing to face the music the next day. Only the three ladies, who had no idea about Qin Guan's ability, were waiting for the song in awe.
As expected, the song was remarkably fierce and original.
"After crossing so many mountains,
And rivers
The central Red Army finally reached the North of Shaanxi
Thousands of households..."
It was a famous folk song from North of Shaanxi.
Both Cong Nianwei and Qu crashed their cups in their hands.
The miserable audience was stupefied. What a high-pitched voice! What a melodious tune! Its country vibe couldn't be expressed with words.
Some people took notes, writing down the strange musical notes. They were inspired by that song, which seemed to have come from a completely different world.
When they began to get used to Qin Guan's voice, he changed to another song. He seemed like he wanted to sing a medley.
"The swan and the geese... In the sky… Fly in rows... The river was long… The grass was withered… Sweet lingering music was played on the lute..."
It was a Mongolian folk song. Qin Guan's voice was average, but his good memory helped him remember all kinds of songs.
The songs attracted the audience. M, a producer interested in songs with an exotic charm, was really excited.
"Wow! I have no idea what the lyrics mean, but these songs are great!"
"I think I fell in love with the second one," a lady fanning herself with a sandalwood fan murmured.
Suddenly, Qin Guan knelt down and stretched his hand out for the fan. Feeling extremely flattered, the lady handed him the luxurious fan, which was decorated with jade and pearls. He is worthy of the fan. Look at that bright, jade-like smile of his...
Qin Guan winked at her naughtily, which made Hilton feel depressed. I have a fan too!
Qin Guan spread the fan and covered half of his face with it with the most elegant gesture in the world. Suddenly, he changed into another person, an enchanting, graceful man.
The light went through the hollow patterns of the fan, scattering on his face. The reflection of the jewellery was sparkling in the dark.
His eyes looked mysterious under his long eyelashes. His lips looked tender and beautiful under the red light.
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