บท 545: The Silver Bear

The next day, when Qin Guan stepped on the red carpet, he thought that he was daydreaming.

The reporters and fans started cheering for him loud enough to wake the dead. Unlike at the Oscars or the fashion shows in Cannes, this was his first time getting cheered on as an actor at a film festival.

"Qin Guan, look here!"

"Qin Guan, I love you!"

"I’m your loyal fan. Sign this for me!"

"Qin Guan, look at me! I’m a reporter from France..."

As the cameras moved with Qin Guan, the fans got too excited to control themselves.

The organizing committee had planned for him to stand at the end of the red carpet for several minutes. The fans were competing for a chance to take pictures with him.

"Your performance in the film was excellent!"

"Will you come to Milan this year? London would be okay too! I’ll come!"