Chapter 122: Baby

Christmas Eve, the whole city of New York was shrouded in the atmosphere of the festival. In the sound of camel bells, the first snow of 2016 arrived late. The goose feather snow in the sky put on a silver suit for the whole city. Under the moonlight, it revealed a quiet and peaceful beauty.

"Children, come to eat." In the mansion, two Christmas trees covered with colored lights and bells stood in the spacious living room, and piles of gift boxes were placed beside the Christmas tree.

On the dining table, Aunt Luo Ni had already prepared a rich dinner for the family: roast suckling pig, roast ham, salmon, and roast turkey were steaming under the lights, emitting an attractive aroma.

In addition to the staple food, there were quite a lot of drinks and desserts such as Christmas pudding, plums, minced meat pies, fruit cocktails, and creamy mashed potatoes.

Miss Luo Quan, who came downstairs, was surprised to see the delicacies on the table. She had never seen such a rich dinner, and Gao Liang, who followed her, also brightened up.

However, it is the most important festival in the West, and no matter how rich it is, it is not too much.

This is also the first big meal the family of four has eaten. Although it is not a five-star hotel or a Michelin restaurant, the level of the chef who makes these dishes is no worse than the craft of these high-end restaurant chefs.

A big meal, the family of four ate with laughter and laughter until their bellies were round. Eric drank a lot of wine at this meal, and it could be seen that he was very happy.

Maybe because he couldn't drink, Eric felt dizzy after eating, and Aunt Luo Ni quickly sent him back to the room.

Gao Liang looked at his watch and said to Miss Luo Quan: "I'm going to the new album release site later, are you going?"

"What am I going to do?"

"You are the main creator of two title songs. According to the convention, this kind of scene has to show your face."

Miss Luo Quan thought it would be nice to go play since she had nothing to do.

"Do I need to put on makeup or change clothes?" Miss Luo Quan asked.

Gao Liang scratched his head: "It's not walking the red carpet, but it's not impossible if you want to change. After all, many media will come tonight, and it's not wrong to attend in grand attire."

Miss Luo Quan smiled: "Then forget it, I'm afraid of stealing your limelight."

After making up her mind, Miss Luo Quan went upstairs and told her mother about going out.

Aunt Luo Ni was very worried at first. The United States is not as good as the country. New York is not peaceful at night. Many homeless people and potential criminals will wander on the street.

However, hearing that the agent would drive to pick up the two, she finally felt relieved.

"If you have the conditions when you come back, bring more people. It's safe to have more people." Even so, Aunt Luo Ni still exhorted Miss Luo Quan with a worried look.

Miss Luo Quan said easily: "Don't worry, your daughter is not a vase. Ordinary two or three big men can't get close to me!"

Although she said so, Miss Luo Quan was actually a bit drumming in her heart.

After all, this is the United States, and guns are not banned. Here, the possibility of a robber carrying a gun is lower than the possibility of a Chinese robber not carrying a knife.

Although she has some kung fu, she can't fight with armed criminals. If she doesn't control it well, her life will be gone.

That is, this is New York. If it were in places like Chicago or Detroit, Miss Luo Quan would not dare to go out even if she was beaten to death.

Changed into clean clothes and shoes, Miss Luo Quan went downstairs.

"I thought it would take you half an hour to come down." Gao Liang was very surprised to see Miss Luo Quan finish it so quickly. Don't girls take an hour to put on makeup and change clothes?

Miss Luo Quan explained: "I don't know how to put on makeup, so I attend most occasions without makeup. What about you? Don't you tidy up your image?"

Miss Luo Quan saw that Gao Liang's hairstyle was very messy, and his eyes looked a bit tired because of staying up late during this period.

Gao Liang smiled proudly: "The melancholy and decadent style is popular in the United States now, and my appearance is the favorite of girls."

Sure enough, no matter where it is, "sang" culture is very popular. Young people in China and Japan are also like this. Otaku, waste, these names have long been not fresh.

The already solidified class has cut off the possibility of most people rising, and the fast-paced life and heavy pressure make people breathless. It is already very tired to just survive.

In such a large environment, it is not strange that "sang" culture is popular.

Ten minutes later, Gao Liang's agent drove a black sedan and stopped at the door of the mansion.

Coming to the car, Miss Luo Quan saw that Gao Liang's agent was not much older than him, at most twenty years old. This is too young.

Seeing a girl following behind Gao Liang, the agent said, "You must be Gao Liang's sister, right? I'm his agent, Seifert."

"Hello, my name is Miss Luo Quan."

"Luo... Quan?" Seifert recited the somewhat tongue-twisting name. "Are you Chinese?"

"Yes," Miss Luo Quan nodded.

Seifert cast a puzzled look at Gao Liang.

Gao Liang explained, "Miss Luo Quan and I are half-siblings; Miss Luo Quan's mother is Chinese."

"Oh... so that's how it is." Although this point was clarified, Seifert was still a bit confused.

Logically, a mixed-race person should have features from both parents, but Miss Luo Quan's appearance looked no different from a white person's; she didn't look like a mixed-race person at all.

However, he didn't feel it was appropriate to keep asking about such questions.

Come to think of it, Miss Luo Quan used to be very puzzled by this question herself, but she understood it after seeing her old man.

Also a mixed-race person, Eric didn't have any Asian features either; at least her eyes were still black, so it could only be said that these were all genes inherited from her own father.

After driving for about ten minutes, the three of them arrived at the Manhattan Hotel in New York.

Gao Liang's new album press conference was being held here tonight. Unlike the Japanese entertainment industry, fans usually don't appear at this kind of press conference; it's basically all media reporters.

As soon as Gao Liang's exclusive car arrived, the reporters guarding outside the hotel immediately swarmed up. Fortunately, Seifert reacted quickly and slammed on the brakes immediately, otherwise, this press conference site would have become a car accident scene.

"God, can't you wait for me to park the car before coming up?!" Seifert rolled down the window and shouted angrily.

The bodyguards arranged by the company also quickly swarmed over, pushing all the reporters who were struggling to squeeze toward Gao Liang to the side, leaving a path for him.

Gao Liang opened the door, and he and Miss Luo Quan got out of the car one after another.

The reporters clearly didn't expect Miss Luo Quan to come with Gao Liang, and one by one they became as excited as sharks smelling blood, squeezing forward desperately.

"Gao Liang, is this your sister?"

"Gao Liang, why did you bring your sister along? Are you trying to use your own popularity to help her break into the American entertainment industry?"

"Gao Liang, why have you never mentioned this sister before?"

"Is she really your sister?"

The questions were more gossipy than the last, and the orientation was becoming more and more obvious, with a sense of fearing that the world wouldn't be chaotic enough.

Miss Luo Quan's expression was a bit ugly; sure enough, crows are black all over the world, and there aren't many good things among entertainment reporters.

Gao Liang whispered to Miss Luo Quan, "Don't pay attention to them; reporters are just like this, they won't stop until they say something shocking."

Under the protection of the bodyguards, the two entered the Manhattan Hotel and then quickly walked into the elevator, leaving the group of reporters behind.

"Gao Liang, remember what I told you before: don't keep a straight face in front of the camera, soften your expression a little." In the elevator, Seifert reminded Gao Liang.

Gao Liang was very helpless: "But this is my personality; I'm not an actor, how can I make whatever expression I want whenever I want?"

"At least don't look so fierce. Many parents of fans have complained about you, saying your expression in front of the camera is too fierce and easily scares children."

Gao Liang said coldly: "That's their own problem; people nowadays always like to make trouble out of nothing!"

"By the way, you seemed to say just now that you're not an actor, right?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

Seifert laughed and said: "Tell you a piece of good news, the company has decided to let you break into the film and television industry."

"WTF!" Gao Liang couldn't help but curse, and Miss Luo Quan looked over sideways, making him feel a bit guilty.

"Ha, our little Gao Liang is trying hard to maintain the image of a good child in front of his sister, but his sister will never know how much Gao Liang likes to swear in private. To him, WTF is as pure as a prayer in the Bible."

"Seifert, do you not want your year-end bonus anymore?" Gao Liang stared at his bad-friend agent through gritted teeth.

Miss Luo Quan smiled: "I finally know why fans' parents would complain that your expression is too fierce."

Gao Liang hurriedly explained: "Don't listen to his nonsense; I never swear in front of the camera."

Seifert continued to roast: "The premise is that you know there's a camera pointed at you; those paparazzi who sneak photos of you won't notify you that they are filming."

Miss Luo Quan actually felt it was no big deal to swear; she also did it, although that was in the past. After crossing over, she became very careful about her words and deeds. Although she had confronted anti-fans on Weibo many times, it was basically based on sarcasm; if you didn't have a certain level of education, you really wouldn't understand that she was scolding people.

As for Gao Liang, in the whole world, which rapper doesn't swear?

Miss Luo Quan had heard so much rap; there were almost no lyrics that didn't contain shxt, fxxk, or nixxer, especially gangster rap, where all kinds of swear words flew everywhere. Listening to a song was as stimulating as listening to a collection of American insults.

Although Gao Liang was a slightly more decent hardcore rapper, he would still add some swear words to the lyrics, whether to emphasize the tone or for the sake of rhyming.

In this world, where are there so many civilized people?

However, he was at a critical moment of building his image and persona; getting a positive reputation was always better than nicknames like "foul-mouthed star."

Miss Luo Quan felt that she should still remind him in private to pay attention to controlling his emotions and language; at least when speaking, use fewer words starting with F or M.

Amidst some laughter, the elevator door opened, and the press conference site in the hotel's conference room was already set up.