Rebirth: How A Loser Became A Prince Charming - Chapter 523

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Chapter 523

Chapter 523: The Walk of Fame

Translator: Lan Editor: Efydatia

When they decided to enjoy a rare day off and take a break from work, they discovered the real tragedy of Los Angeles .

Anyone who wanted to visit South California had to forget those postcard pictures of the blue sky and the green ocean designed to appeal to tourists living at high altitudes .

A person residing there or a traveller who would like to visit the Walk of Fame had to put up with two things .

One was the terrible traffic jam, and the other was the haze .

In 2003, when the sky above Beijing had still been clean and blue, Los Angeles had already been foggy . As a result, Qin Guan had to abandon public transportation and rent a bike .

In Los Angeles, the bicycle was the fastest and most convenient transportation vehicle . The temperature that day was a surprising 33 degrees, which was a miracle for July .

Qin Guan was happily riding a double bike with Cong Nianwei along the jammed road . As they passed the cars one by one, he saw the people in them looking at him with the same sympathetic expression in their eyes .

In five minutes, they realized why .

The air humidity was so high, that they felt like they were sitting in a sauna . Their clothing was soaked with sweat and water, making them feel really uncomfortable .

As the trip advocate, Qin Guan could only pedal with all his energy . Finally, they stopped at the crowded Walk of Fame .

"Excuse me? Where can I park my bike?" he asked the staff with a smile .

The young man burst into laughter and pointed to the parking lot .

Qin Guan turned to Cong Nianwei proudly . "I must be getting more and more attractive these days . Everyone is enchanted by my smile . "

Cong Nianwei burst into laughter . "Stop showing off! Wait . . . " She took a mirror out of her backpack and handed it to him .

His face was half-pale and half-tanned, because he had been wearing a helmet and a pair of sunglasses . It was so funny!

"Yes, you are really attractive… Now clean your face with a tissue!"

Qin Guan wiped his face sloppily and winked at Cong Nianwei . "It doesn’t matter . We’ll get washed later!" What do you mean?

Before Cong Nianwei could figure it out, Qin Guan pulled her towards the Walk of Fame .

That tourist attraction was a must for visitors . There were more than 2,500 refined waterstone and brass stars on the 18-block street, standing in memory of great figures of the entertainment circle, including actors, musicians, directors, producers, bands, drama groups, fictional characters, and so on .

Qin Guan had chosen the Walk of Fame as their first stop .

They searched carefully among the stars for the only three Chinese names: Anna May Wong, Bruce Lee and Jackie Chan .

The two men were very famous, but as a romantic woman, Cong Nianwei was more interested in the Chinese actress . Even Qin Guan had to admit that she was the epitome of mysterious oriental beauty .

In the 1900s, the Chinese had been considered third-class citizens in America, inferior even to black people . However, the ordinary girl had earned her own spot in the film circle of Los Angeles through hard effort . No words could describe her life properly . In an era when communications had been underdeveloped, she had had fans and admirers in all European countries, which had been no small feat .

She had been the first Chinese person to get a star on the Walk of Fame .

Qin Guan caressed the pink star gently with his fingers as he looked at Cong Nianwei proudly .

"One day, I will have a star here . My name will be on this very road . "

Coming back to her senses, Cong Nianwei told Qin Guan, "I have faith in you, but I’ve heard that the owner has to pay a maintenance fee to the Hollywood Historical Fund . It’s about 15,000 dollars . . . "