Chapter 118: Values

At noon that day, Luo Quan uploaded another video on Bilibili with the title "Why Fawn."

In the video, Luo Quan sat on the edge of a 2.4x2.4 meter bed, using the front camera of her mobile phone to film the bedroom environment: "Just got off the plane, I am in New York, USA. I slept too early last night, and only saw the messages from Bilibili fans until now."

"I have seen that video. Although I don't pay much attention to this kind of thing, I think this should be a thorough 'worship-the-West' statement."

"The United States is the most developed country in the world. It has many prosperous cities. The air in some rural environments may also be very good, but there is absolutely no way there will be a sweet scent."

"Even in a city like New York with a very large population density, the air quality is definitely not high. Think about it, a metropolis with millions of cars emitting exhaust gas every day, you say the air is sweet, do you believe this ghost talk yourself?"

"Anyway, the air I breathe in New York is not much different from the air I breathe in Tokyo or Beijing."

"The reason why the girl in the video says so is actually easy to understand, because she wants to show favor to Americans, hoping to gain the favor of Americans or even a green card by fawning over the United States and belittling her motherland."

"Of course, there is nothing wrong with liking the United States. Everyone has the right to make choices. It is your own business who you want to be a citizen of. No matter what you do, others cannot gossip. But the condition of your liking cannot be based on belittling your own country. The United States is just a place you yearn for, and China is the place that gave birth to you and raised you."

"I don't ask you to be grateful, but at least don't smear her."

"On the other hand, even if you want a green card or want to be an American, it is impossible to succeed by fawning. Throughout history, in which country do people like those who can't even straighten their knees?"

"If you have ability, you can get along anywhere. If you have no ability and only know how to fawn, you won't be liked anywhere."

The video was not long, but Luo Quan had expressed her views very completely, and at the end of the video, she specifically added a prompt: "The above remarks are my personal views."

Originally, she thought this view was rational, neutral, and objective enough, without trying to gain the favor and support of one side by belittling the other, but after the video was released, she was still sprayed.

Those who sprayed her were mostly concentrated on Weibo, while Zhihu users, who claimed to be all American green card holders, basically praised her.

On Weibo, many users left messages under the relevant video:

"How many times has she been to the United States? Has she seen the scenery of Yellowstone Park? Has she felt the softness of the Mississippi River? Has she witnessed the magnificence of Niagara Falls? She knows nothing about the United States, but she is talking big here, thinking that she has seen the whole United States after going to New York once."

"You all say she is objective, but I only saw bias, and she used her limited vision to view the great country of the United States."

"This sense of superiority is about to overflow from the screen. She earned some stinky money and lived in a luxury suite, boasting to us. What I hate most in my life is this self-righteous face."

"I suggest you go to other places more. The good places in the United States are not what a frog in a well like you can imagine."

If Luo Quan could see these comments, she estimated that her worldview would be shattered.

But there was no way. After all, Weibo is the largest gathering place for "pro-American" people in China. It is inevitable that she will be attacked there. Fortunately, she had already uninstalled Weibo, and she would not see these comments that could make her angry.

By comparison, the comments on Bilibili and Zhihu were much more normal. This incident had actually happened many days ago, and it was only recently that fans asked Luo Quan to comment on it.

Public opinion had long ago defined this incident, and that girl would sooner or later be nailed to the pillar of shame on the Internet. By comparison, Bilibili netizens preferred to discuss Luo Quan's family.

When Luo Quan uploaded the video yesterday, the final frame was fixed on the faces of her father and mother who came to the airport to pick her up. Although it was only for a second or two, it still made many fans feel that they were heavenly people.

Many fans in private messages were asking Luo Quan to take more videos of "Dad and Mom," even if she didn't appear in them.

There were quite a few similar comments, and Luo Quan couldn't say a word after seeing these fake fans.

Are these my fans? It's really funny.

I worked hard to film videos for you, and in the blink of an eye, they were all fans of my parents, and they even asked me to be a tool person. What is this!

Luo Quan was so angry that she turned off her phone, washed up, and prepared to go downstairs for lunch.

Her father was watching TV, while her mother was studying a menu.

"Chris Restaurant... Are we going to eat takeout for lunch?"

"Your dad said to change the taste and let you eat something good." Luo Ni's tone sounded angry.

"A wise move." Luo Quan turned back and gave a thumbs up to her dad who was peeking here.

"Where is my brother? Did he go out?" Luo Quan looked around and didn't see Gao Liang.

"He is in his room. Go call him and let him come down in a while to prepare for dinner." Luo Ni said, wrote the dish name on the paper, and then called the restaurant that specifically provided meal delivery for community residents.

Luo Quan returned to the second floor, bumped around like a headless fly, and finally arrived in front of Gao Liang's room.

She knocked on the door, but no one answered.

Is he not in the room? Luo Quan looked at the surrounding rooms suspiciously. There were two more doors outside Gao Liang's bedroom door. Luo Quan walked to one of them and knocked.

"Who?" Gao Liang's voice sounded inside.

"Me."

"Come in." Gao Liang replied hurriedly.

Luo Quan opened the door and walked in, only to find that this room was as spacious as the classroom where she attended classes at the University of Tokyo. The layout inside was very messy. There was a guitar on the table, next to many A4 papers filled with lyrics, and more paper balls on the floor.

Gao Liang, with bloodshot eyes, was sitting in front of the computer desk, busy, staring at the screen intently, seemingly doing post-production. Luo Quan had also used similar software before.

"Are you doing post-production for the song?" Luo Quan leaned over curiously.

"Do you know what this is?" Gao Liang was slightly surprised. When Aunt Luo Ni and his father saw him doing this for the first time, they thought he was playing games.

"I debuted as a singer in Tokyo and achieved some success." Luo Quan said very modestly, "By the way, did you encounter any trouble? Your face is so bad."

Gao Liang said disdainfully: "A while ago, the company asked me to release a new album. It was already written, but the company said it didn't meet market preferences and would lose money if released, so they asked me to replace a few of them with 'pop songs'."

I couldn't tell, this younger brother is not old, but he has quite a lot of ambition. He doesn't like writing pop songs, which reminded her of Cao Mufeng, whom she had had some intersection with before.

That person was also a non-mainstream singer who didn't like to cater to the public's preferences and only liked to sing songs that mortals couldn't understand.

Luo Quan smiled and said: "Speaking of which, I am quite good at writing pop songs. Do you want me to do you a favor?"

"You?" Gao Liang's thick eyebrows twisted together. It looked like he was hesitant, but due to Luo Quan's status, it was not easy for him to say these words directly.

Luo Quan knew his concerns, so she asked: "Have you heard the songs of the Lovemusic band?"

Gao Liang nodded: "I've heard them. A newly established band. The songs are very good, and they are in the same company as me."

"Their songs were all written by me, and I also serve as the bassist in the band."

"Holy shit!" Gao Liang was very surprised, and without paying attention, he blurted out a swear word.

"Sorry, I didn't mean that. I'm just very surprised. The songs of the Lovemusic band were really written by you? 'We will rock you' was also written by you?!"

"Yes." Luo Quan said without blushing or heartbeat.

Gao Liang said excitedly: "This is really crazy. The author of this song is actually my sister. Do you know that *Rolling Stone* magazine has already rated this song as the best song of the year!"

"I heard Yun Jingxiao mention it, but I didn't pay much attention." This time Luo Quan was telling the truth.

As long as she wanted, she could take out better songs, but this level of songs might not necessarily meet the public's aesthetic now.

"So do you want me to write a song for you?" Luo Quan asked again.

Gao Liang looked thankful: "If possible, that would be very grateful. For this matter, I haven't slept well for several nights. Wanting to write that kind of love song that makes people sick is really a torture for my spirit."

"What are you two talking about? So happy?" Luo Ni didn't know when she walked in.

Luo Quan patted her head at this time: "Oops, I forgot the business!"

"Why are you so worrying when I ask you to do something? It's really 'no hair on the mouth, no work done'!" Having finally caught an opportunity, Luo Ni of course wanted to arrange her daughter well and show the majesty of her mother.

"Go downstairs quickly. Lunch is ready." Luo Ni said to Gao Liang, then glared at Luo Quan: "Wash your hands and eat quickly."

This "arrogant before, humble after"...

Luo Quan endured the idea of complaining, washed her hands and went downstairs, ready to eat.

On the dining table, it was full of food, not only Western food, but also a lot of Chinese food, including Luo Quan's favorite shredded pork with garlic sauce.

But for a family of four, would it be a bit wasteful to set such a big table?

"So many dishes, can we finish them?" Luo Quan sighed.

Eric smiled: "If you can't finish it, heat it up at night and continue eating. You don't think we are nobles who only eat one meal, right?"

Luo Quan smiled embarrassedly: "I thought these would be poured out if we couldn't finish them later."

"No matter where you are, waste is a shameful behavior." Eric said, pouring a glass of juice for his son and daughter respectively, while he and Luo Ni both poured red wine.

Eric raised his glass and said: "This is the first meal our family of four has eaten together. I hope we can get along harmoniously in the future. Cheers."

"Cheers!"

The family's glasses touched together, and everyone had a smile on their face. ===== CHAPTER 119 =====