Chapitre 447: Explosion

The artistic youth of Columbia went crazy over "Elephant". Girls of senior and middle school were fighting over NYLON copies. Qin Guan’s fans were searching for film tickets at high prices. If they knew what he was doing at the same time, they would have died.

What was Qin Guan doing? He was digging in his toes with a finger in the bathroom.

Cong Nianwei had prepared beer and cold dishes and turned on the TV for the evening CBO show.

"Hurry up, Qin Guan. Your series will be on soon!"

"Wei, come and rub my back. I can find no bathhouse or feet trimming experts in New York. What if I opened a bathhouse?"

Cong Nianwei cast him a supercilious look in the misty bathroom. "Bad idea. American people would never go there. Besides, where would you open it? In Chinatown? It would be meaningless!"

"Han Zhujiu could take care of the security... Stand still!"

"Wow! Awesome! I feel lighter now. On the right... Yes… Lower..."