Qin Guan was holding a pair of large clips and a garbage bag in his hands .
Wherever there were humans, there was garbage that needed to be cleaned up .
The park service attached great importance to the event . When Qin Guan got out of the car, he realized that the park must have been cleaned that very night .
The trash bins, which were always full, were empty and clean, their usually dirty surface pure white . Both sides of the roads were clean of any dust and dirt . The lawn, where visitors liked to lie, was as clean as a plate before dinner .
Of course, there were a few mineral water bottles lying on the ground . They were very easy to spot .
Reality was cruel though . Qin Guan, who had very good eyesight, found some gum stuck to the bottom of the benches .
Gum was the average American's favorite snack . They stuck it everywhere after chewing it though, including under bus seats, subway station benches, park benches, and any other public facilities one could imagine . Chinese people might have bad manners, but at least they didn't chew gum .
Qin Guan picked up a paper cup from the ground . It had been left there on purpose by the park service . He swiped the bottom of a bench with the clips and the gum fell down into the cup like raindrops .
The park service staff flushed .
"Come on! We have a lot of work to do!"
His team took their tools out happily and copied what Qin Guan had done . They attracted the attention of the passersby, as they looked quite different from social workers .
Some people gathered around to take pictures .
All the photographers in New York knew Qin Guan because, according to reliable sources, their idol Linn was about to suggest him for the cover of "TIME" .
Linn was a distinguished photographer, so the news had spread fast among the photography circle .
What had attracted him to that model? Was he a big source of inspiration?
Some photographers were in pursuit of art, while others just wanted to get famous .
Are we meeting him here today?
"Qin Guan!" a young photographer cried out, catching the attention of the people in the park, who turned to stare at the group . Qin Guan stood out among them .
As visitors began to gather on the lawn, the director told his assistant, "Tell everyone to be on alert . If people get excited, we might have to leave as soon as possible . "
"But they seem like nice people . . . "
"Idiot! Don't you remember the news in 'The New York Times' a few weeks ago?"
The assistant suddenly remembered what he was talking about . There had been an incident with some crazy fans and a miserable star on Times Square . That miserable star had been Qin Guan .
Crazy fans? Miserable star?
The two of them looked around and realized they had been surrounded in two minutes . There were photographers with cameras, professional dog walkers, runners . . . Everyone was interested in the shooting .
"It's too late, director . We are surrounded!"
"It's okay . Cheer up!"
Qin Guan was not affected by the crowd's presence . He just turned back with his cup, which was full of dirty gum . There was some dust on his face, and his loose pullover and grey plaid shirt made him look like an ordinary young man .
The audience felt his happiness and smiled .
"Finish your job!"
Standing up straight, Qin Guan showed off his achievement to everyone . His delight amused the crowd, which applauded him .
"Well done!"
"Cheers!"
The park service staff were jealous . Usually, people didn't like being reminded of the regulations, yet they were treating Qin Guan like an idol . It was unfair!
Qin Guan was holding a pair of large clips and a garbage bag in his hands . Wherever there were humans, there was garbage that needed to be cleaned up . The park service attached great importance to the event . When Qin Guan got out of the car, he realized that the park must have been cleaned that very night . The trash bins, which were always full, were empty and clean, their usually dirty surface pure white . Both sides of the roads were clean of any dust and dirt . The lawn, where visitors liked to lie, was as clean as a plate before dinner . Of course, there were a few mineral water bottles lying on the ground . They were very easy to spot . Reality was cruel though . Qin Guan, who had very good eyesight, found some gum stuck to the bottom of the benches . Gum was the average American s favorite snack . They stuck it everywhere after chewing it though, including under bus seats, subway station benches, park benches, and any other public facilities one could imagine . Chinese people might have bad manners, but at least they didn t chew gum . Qin Guan picked up a paper cup from the ground . It had been left there on purpose by the park service . He swiped the bottom of a bench with the clips and the gum fell down into the cup like raindrops . The park service staff flushed . Come on We have a lot of work to do His team took their tools out happily and copied what Qin Guan had done . They attracted the attention of the passersby, as they looked quite different from social workers . Some people gathered around to take pictures . All the photographers in New York knew Qin Guan because, according to reliable sources, their idol Linn was about to suggest him for the cover of TIME . Linn was a distinguished photographer, so the news had spread fast among the photography circle . What had attracted him to that model Was he a big source of inspiration Some photographers were in pursuit of art, while others just wanted to get famous . Are we meeting him here today Qin Guan a young photographer cried out, catching the attention of the people in the park, who turned to stare at the group . Qin Guan stood out among them . As visitors began to gather on the lawn, the director told his assistant, Tell everyone to be on alert . If people get excited, we might have to leave as soon as possible . But they seem like nice people . . . Idiot Don t you remember the news in The New York Times a few weeks ago The assistant suddenly remembered what he was talking about . There had been an incident with some crazy fans and a miserable star on Times Square . That miserable star had been Qin Guan . Crazy fans Miserable star The two of them looked around and realized they had been surrounded in two minutes . There were photographers with cameras, professional dog walkers, runners . . . Everyone was interested in the shooting . It s too late, director . We are surrounded It s okay . Cheer up Qin Guan was not affected by the crowd s presence . He just turned back with his cup, which was full of dirty gum . There was some dust on his face, and his loose pullover and grey plaid shirt made him look like an ordinary young man . The audience felt his happiness and smiled . Finish your job Standing up straight, Qin Guan showed off his achievement to everyone . His delight amused the crowd, which applauded him . Well done Cheers The park service staff were jealous . Usually, people didn t like being reminded of the regulations, yet they were treating Qin Guan like an idol . It was unfair
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