Chapter 1056

"Waaaah!

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In the hospital room, little Arthur's crying almost blew his dad's skull off.

"I swear to God, this kid's high notes will definitely rival Pavarotti's in the future!" Gao Liang rubbed his temples, his haggard face looking as if he had aged ten years overnight.

The maturity of a young father comes so suddenly, but compared to others' initiative, Gao Liang's change was completely passive.

He stayed up late to accompany her, and after being awakened by his son's crying, he immediately held the baby in his arms.

But little Arthur was like a reincarnated siren, his voice exceptionally loud, and once he started, he couldn't stop at all.

The couple tried changing diapers and feeding him, but it was all to no avail.

Finally, they had to invite Miss Luo Quan, who had rich parenting experience, to come over and see what was going on.

After Miss Luo Quan took little Arthur into her arms, Gao Liang finally breathed a sigh of relief and said the words just now.

"He won't drink milk, and the diaper has been changed, but he's still crying; what exactly is wrong?" Mia asked Miss Luo Quan softly, looking for advice.

Compared to Gao Liang, Mia appeared more gentle and patient.

Having watched Miss Luo Quan take care of Luoxi before, she had a deep understanding of a baby's ability to make a fuss, so she had long since made mental preparations.

The top priority is to learn how to be a mother and help little Arthur grow up healthy and happy.

Miss Luo Quan didn't answer immediately; she first looked at the diaper tied around little Arthur's waist.

Sure enough, that was the problem.

"The diaper is too tight."

Miss Luo Quan said as she loosened Arthur's diaper and then retied it: "A newborn's skin is very sensitive; any discomfort will be magnified. It's not just the tightness of the diaper; you also need to pay attention to the angle and force when holding him."

While speaking, Miss Luo Quan had already held Arthur in her arms again; "Little Pavarotti's" high-pitched performance gradually died down, and he returned to dreamland, clutching two small fists.

Seeing that his son had finally fallen asleep, Gao Liang showed a relieved smile: "It still has to be you, Sis; you really have a way of dealing with kids."

"Shh—" Miss Luo Quan raised her index finger, frowning and giving her younger brother a look.

The meaning was simple: shut your mouth!

It was hard enough to coax this kid to sleep; if he were woken up later, it wouldn't be so easy to make him quiet again.

Gao Liang, warned by his sister's look, smiled awkwardly, standing in the hospital room with his hands tucked away, looking a bit at a loss.

After a while, Mia took her son from Miss Luo Quan's arms.

After all the tossing and turning, there was basically no sleepiness left; looking at her son's cute sleeping face was the greatest enjoyment.

After getting things settled, Miss Luo Quan didn't disturb the family of three as they bonded, turning and quietly leaving the room.

The hospital at 5:00 AM wasn't as quiet as imagined; with hearing far beyond ordinary people, she could hear quite a few babies crying.

Checking the time, it wasn't much different from her usual wake-up time.

If it were before, she would definitely go back to sleep, but there was no need now.

She went downstairs to the breakfast street outside the hospital and bought a large bag of soy milk, fried dough sticks, and steamed buns, as well as a thermos filled with lean meat porridge.

This was prepared for everyone, considering everyone's tastes.

Although the taste couldn't compare to what she made at home, it would do for these few days; she'd eat something good after being discharged and going home.

After gnawing on two large meat buns, Miss Luo Quan opened her phone.

"Memories of Murder" was about to be released, and media related to the movie were all eyeing this biggest piece of fat in the Labor Day holiday, almost reporting on the situation inside and outside the cinema in real-time.

Miss Luo Quan wasn't the only one up early; many fans were also guarding outside the cinema at this time, just to be able to watch the movie as soon as possible.

As of this moment, the pre-sale for "Memories of Murder" had reached 420 million, which was already comparable to the hot blockbusters of the Spring Festival.

As for film reviews, there was no movement yet; countless sharp-tongued film critics were gathering their strength, waiting to see if this movie was a masterpiece or an epic flop.

But whether it was the former or the latter, they would definitely spill a lot of ink on "Memories of Murder"...

Four hours later, when the fans saw the dialogue between the male lead Xiao Yang and the little girl, the anger, suppression, and helplessness in their hearts reached a peak, but there was nowhere to vent.

The policeman who once led the investigation into the Hwaseong serial murder case years ago has now become a successful businessman; returning to the crime scene, he lies in the sewer ditch, hoping to find some clues as before.

But like every investigation he had done before, this time there was still no harvest.

At this moment, a little girl walked over and asked him innocently what he was doing.

The male lead smiled and shook his head: "Nothing."

"Before, an uncle was also like you, lying here and looking inside," the little girl continued.

The male lead's expression changed, and he asked: "Why did that uncle want to look inside?"

"He said looking inside reminds him of what he did here before," the little girl replied.

The male lead was stunned for a while, his lips trembling: "Did you see his face clearly? Can you describe what he looked like?"

The girl recalled, but still shook her head with a pout: "Very ordinary, I can't remember."

This dialogue left the audience, whose emotions had already been stirred up and down, completely suffocated.

Once again, they had brushed past the murderer.

And it was terrifying to think about—the murderer's appearance was so ordinary, he might be hiding right beside us.

On some busy street or in some remote alley, he might have brushed past us too!

Just when everyone thought everything was about to end, the male lead suddenly raised his head, staring fixedly at the camera with his irregular-sized eyes, as if gazing at all the audience watching the screen.

His expression was occupied by various emotions—anger, sadness, helplessness, determination—almost all could be analyzed from his eyes.

This sudden gaze caught all the audience off guard, followed by a tingling sensation on their scalps.

The male lead didn't say a word, but the audience seemed to hear a silent roar, deafening.

At this point, the movie was finally over.

However, before the credits appeared, there was a follow-up to the case, which was the part Miss Luo Quan had added earlier for completeness.

Seeing that the real-life criminal was finally caught and the truth finally came to light, people also showed smiles of relief.

Although justice was late, it finally arrived.

However, they didn't know that in South Korea, where the case occurred, the statute of limitations for criminal cases was only fifteen years.

After fifteen years, even if the murderer is caught, they cannot be prosecuted.

And this murderer was sentenced to twenty-five years for another rape and murder case; if he is in good health, he will be released after serving his sentence in a few years.

In fact, justice didn't arrive; instead, it broke its promise.

However, Miss Luo Quan didn't add this content; after all, the movie's plot itself was already very oppressive, so there was no need to add to the audience's frustration with reality.

And as the first batch of audience walked out of the cinema, five terms related to "Memories of Murder" all hit the trending list.

"Best of the Year Guaranteed!"

When this headline hit the trending list before, it was a question mark, but now it had become an exclamation mark.

Even though Miss Luo Quan had so many honors, before seeing the movie, people were still skeptical about the quality of this film.

After all, nothing in the world is absolute; even Miss Luo Quan, who is touted as omnipotent, couldn't give birth to a child by herself.

By the same token, her movies couldn't all be top-tier; maybe this one would be a big flop.

However, after the movie was released, these "not necessarily," "what if," and "perhaps" all became nonsense.

Miss Luo Quan was still omnipotent, her works were still all masterpieces, and there were no failures.

And this time, you couldn't even call it a masterpiece; it belonged to the category of god-tier works; it had been several years since the country had seen such a gripping and profound movie.

After the Douban rating was released, the score soared and then settled at 9.3.

A domestic movie opening at 9.3—in recent years, besides "Farewell My Concubine," only "Dying to Survive" had achieved this feat.

"This is an indisputable masterpiece; whether it's the plot, acting, lens language, or the depiction of the environment, it has reached a peak level.

Miss Luo Quan used this movie to tell everyone that the Oscar statuette isn't so easy to get, and her awards are definitely not based on so-called political correctness, but on genuine artistic level!

Originally, I was a bit dissatisfied with her arrogant remarks before the movie's release, but after watching the movie, I finally understood why she was so arrogant.

Just this movie, how can the few that have been released this year compare?

And Old Mouzi, how many years has it been since he filmed a work comparable to this 'Memories of Murder'?

So it's no wonder she's so arrogant, because she truly has the capital, and I sincerely hope there are more people like this."

This was the evaluation made by a well-known film critic after watching "Memories of Murder."

Although there was no deep analysis of the movie itself, just a general summary, that was enough.

Because for the praise of "Memories of Murder," being too detailed was unnecessary, because it was just good—good in every aspect.

Of course, if you insist on finding flaws, you can find them.

For example, the police violence, torture, and conviction by intuition in the film.

However, considering this is a movie and requires some artistic processing, these flaws are still tolerable.

And the huge success of "Memories of Murder" once again displayed the snobbish face of the entertainment industry.

As soon as the news of the movie's first-day box office breaking 700 million came out, many stars reposted the Weibo and tagged Miss Luo Quan to express their congratulations; among them were many Miss Luo Quan hadn't even met, with no friendship at all.

But there was no law stating they weren't allowed to show favor to Miss Luo Quan.

Netizens' mockery is one thing, but being able to get familiar with Miss Luo Quan is another.

How did Xiao Yang go from a third-tier supporting actor to a top-tier quasi-best actor? Wasn't it by being thick-skinned and recommending himself?

Seeing him soaring now, a crowd of stars only regretted why they didn't take the initiative to find Miss Luo Quan back then.

If they had found her back then, maybe they could have exploded in popularity too!

But there is no regret medicine in this world, and Miss Luo Quan didn't have much interest in these late shows of favor.

Including the movie's box office success, she didn't even repost the relevant Weibo to celebrate.

No matter how big the event, it's not bigger than her nephew being born; Miss Luo Quan's first update on B-site was:

Gao Liang and Mia's baby is finally born, mother and son are safe.

This sudden good news immediately attracted the fans' attention:

"Wow, it's truly a double happiness today!"

"Congratulations, congratulations."

"Is the baby a boy or a girl?"

"Talent."

"Ah, didn't it say mother and son are safe?"

"What's the baby's name?"

... ………

Seeing the fans asking for the baby's name, Miss Luo Quan quickly replied underneath: "The baby's name is Arthur, Arthur Frederick Albert."

"Just hearing the name, it sounds very domineering."

"Just kidding, a royal branch is also royal, it's just that the naming is a bit different from the Queen's lineage."

"At first glance, I thought it was King Arthur."

"As everyone knows, King Arthur's full name is Artoria Pendragon."

"Haha, is it okay that King Arthur's name doesn't have Arthur in it?"

………………

Fans were making off-the-wall jokes, and Miss Luo Quan was flipping through them with a smile, sharing the joy in her heart with everyone.

However, after the celebration, some fans asked:

"Luo Bao, why did I see your name in the credits? What exactly did you play?"

"I also saw a Miss Luo Quan flash by, but it was too late to look carefully."

"Luo Bao always likes to give us surprises."

…………

Sure enough, there were sharp-eyed fans who discovered this, but their eyes weren't sharp enough; otherwise, they would have discovered it when they saw the victim's profile.

But at the time, her makeup was quite heavy, plus she wore a headgear, and most of her face was buried in the dirt; it would be a miracle if they could recognize her.

"The victim in the woods in the movie was played by me; didn't recognize me, right?"

Miss Luo Quan replied proudly.

"Damn, that corpse was played by you!"

"I was wondering why the figure was so good; I felt so heartbroken watching it, I wanted to tear the murderer to pieces."

"Luo Bao's movie is really good; I'm planning to watch it a second time tomorrow."

"I think this is the peak of domestic crime movies; the acting and atmosphere creation are simply invincible, textbook level!"

"Miss Luo Quan's technique, which one isn't a textbook?"

"Haha, that's true."

………………

This time, no fans were deliberately arguing with her; it was all praise.

Getting these people to stop complaining is really not an easy task.

If the quality of "Memories of Murder" had been even slightly worse, these people would probably have come out to tell her not to be too proud.

The good news is that this time, she successfully made all the doubts and belittlement disappear.

At such a time, praise is the only voice allowed to appear; all of this is reasonable and logical!