"Come on, boy. Show me your muscles!"
Qin Guan did as he was asked.
"Good! Do you have a moustache?"
Qin Guan and Qu shook their heads in unison. Qin Guan was still in his twenties, so he would not get a beard until several years later.
Nichols didn’t let Qin Guan go though. "Did you learn anything from powerful, confident high-profile actors?" he asked suddenly.
Qin Guan was stunned at first, but he gave the right response quickly. "Do you mean something like this?"
Qin Guan stood up slowly, taking off a pair of imaginary gloves. His movements were elegant and arrogant, like those of experienced actors. Anyone around him would be careful instinctively.
"No, you have to look even more brutal and barbaric... Like a proud man with a high social status who always knows what he needs..."
