Chapter 201: Time

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The venue for shooting the MV was still in preparation, and the rehearsals of the symphony orchestra had basically entered the final stage. The recording of all ten songs of the album would be finished in these few days.

According to the "Luo Quan Intermittent Slump Law," the next song she would release would definitely make everyone's eyes shine, and the quality would be extremely high.

Of course, these were all fans' teasing. Luo Quan didn't deliberately arrange the order of the songs like this. The order of all songs had already been arranged when she prepared to release the album.

Although the work of the "Produce Girls' Generation" program team was temporarily finished, Luo Quan didn't get a rest because of this.

People became famous, and interviews from various media were making appointments with her every day.

She could decline the small media that weren't famous, but it was impossible to push away the big media in China. Fortunately, Zhou Yangwen helped her arrange a unified interview press conference, which saved her a lot of trouble.

At the press conference, dozens of media outlets took turns asking Luo Quan questions, ranging from future career development and academic planning to her relationship with Wen Xia and Junko, and her personal emotional choices.

For most of the questions, Luo Quan used that set of official rhetoric, such as being humble and hardworking, looking at the situation, and thanking everyone.

But when facing the media's questions about personal emotional issues, Luo Quan answered exceptionally clearly, that is, she wouldn't make any considerations until at least after graduating from university, and wouldn't consider it for a period of time after graduation.

This was only in China, where the environment was still relatively conservative and not everything was dared to be asked. If it were abroad, after hearing Luo Quan say this, the media reporters would definitely ask her if she was a lesbian.

After dealing with the domestic media, foreign media came to the door again. Originally, Luo Quan wanted to push them all away and not accept any, but later she found that she really couldn't push them away—it was an interview with "Time" magazine.

As the most famous magazine in the world, "Time" magazine has always paid great attention to current affairs and hot spots.

And the liveliest circle today is definitely the world entertainment circle, and the one with the highest popularity in the entertainment circle now is naturally Luo Quan.

The new album hasn't been officially released yet, but the digital version has already sold millions of copies. Six new songs occupy the top ten of music charts in various countries. Luo Quan's name frequently appears on trending searches in three major countries: China, Japan, and the United States, and her popularity can only be described as explosive.

Plus, she also won the title of "World's Most Beautiful Face" a while ago. Actually, at that time, "Time" magazine wanted to interview Luo Quan, but because winning this title at that time triggered some controversies related to ZZQS (political correctness), "Time" magazine didn't dare to go against the wind to interview Luo Quan.

After all, in the West, ZZQS is the red line among red lines, the kind that whoever touches it dies.

Now that the limelight of ZZQS has passed, Luo Quan has also released high-quality works one after another, receiving praise from many heavyweight musicians and authoritative magazines in the music circle, which shows how excellent these songs she released are.

Whether you call it riding the wave or acknowledging Luo Quan's success, in short, *Time* magazine contacted Luo Quan, wanting to conduct an exclusive interview with her.

Because there was no agent, all business was handled by Luo Quan herself. Because she had been harassed by countless promotions and scammers before, Luo Quan's first reaction after seeing this email was that the scammers were looking for her again.

As her popularity continued to rise at home and abroad, her Twitter account had been @-ed by countless so-called film and television companies and media, true and false, and she couldn't tell.

However, it was the first time she had seen a scammer interview her in the name of "Time" magazine. Because of this, Luo Quan kept an extra eye on it and specifically clicked on the avatar to look at it.

Then she was surprised to find that it was real.

Surprise, joy—these emotions were all there, but she calmed down quickly and then agreed to this matter.

The time was set just after the domestic media interview, and "Time" magazine sent people to China to interview her.

It is said that after this exclusive interview, she is going to be on the cover. In order to have a good image, Luo Quan looked everywhere for clothes to borrow.

This time she came to the program team, she only brought some ordinary clothes to change, all T-shirts and jeans.

She found Wen Xia for the first time, but although Wen Xia collected many high-end clothes with high sales, she didn't bring them this time.

At the critical moment, Gao Liang solved the problem. He took out a black bank card with a white knight's head printed on it and called the number on the back.

The ringtone rang once and it was connected. Gao Liang told a girl with an extremely gentle voice about his current request, and then the call was transferred from abroad back to China.

Luo Quan took the phone. The person on the other end had already changed to a Chinese female customer service representative, whose voice was still gentle and pleasant. After knowing that Luo Quan needed a decent set of clothes, the customer service representative directly arranged for staff to send them to Luo Quan.

Originally, Luo Quan thought it was like a courier, sending a courier brother on an electric scooter to send a piece of clothing. She thought to herself that she hadn't said which one she wanted before hanging up. If she wasn't satisfied and wanted to return it, wouldn't that be troublesome?

As a result, she didn't expect that four hours later, someone drove a truck directly to the outside of the Xiaoshan International Film and Television Center.

However, it basically couldn't move here. The security guard stopped the truck outside, saying that without a shooting mission or an appointment, it couldn't come in.

Luo Quan, Gao Liang, and others received a call from the staff on the truck and immediately came to the door.

The truck had been parked on the side of the road for a while. Fortunately, it was relatively remote here, and there were not many cars on the road, so it hadn't been ticketed yet.

Seeing a few young people walking out from inside, a Chinese man in a suit and leather shoes walked down from the passenger seat of the truck and respectfully asked Luo Quan and the others in English: "Excuse me, who is Mr. Gao Liang?"

"I am," Gao Liang replied.

"The clothes you borrowed for Miss Luo Quan through the Centurion Black Card have now been delivered. Please feel free to choose," the man in the suit said, tapped his phone twice, and the back door of the truck opened from the inside.

Two staff members walked out of the carriage, skillfully placed a triangular ladder with a smooth angle on the ground, and then pulled out a row of metal clothes racks four or five meters long.

On it, classified by brand, were all kinds of high-end luxury clothes, which is what is called "high-end" or "haute couture."

The first time Wen Xia saw this clothes rack, her entire eyes were glowing green.

These clothes were the same style as those by famous designers on the fashion shows in recent years. No haute couture collector's closet could have such complete clothes, and now they were all piled up in a truck, and Luo Quan was allowed to choose.

To be honest, Wen Xia was a bit sour.

She had heard of the Black Card before, saying that it was a benefit given by an American bank to some special customers. The most basic ability was an unlimited quota. Anything with a marked price could be paid for, and it was globally universal!

In addition, there was a phone number on the back, which could be called to the 24-hour dedicated customer service for Black Card users. Any problem could be told to the customer service, letting her find a way to solve it.

It sounded a bit like a modern version of the "Conch Girl," but if you have to understand it this way, it's not impossible.

In short, the clothes Luo Quan wanted had been delivered, and dozens of clothes worth tens or even millions were there for her to choose.

However, Luo Quan, who had no fashion sense, kept her distance from those strangely shaped clothes. In the end, she chose a white pleated skirt. It had no features, but it won in that the production process of the skirt was very high, with all kinds of lace cutouts and patterns. The appearance was nothing to say.

And it wouldn't look too dignified like a princess dress, nor would it be too revealing like an evening dress, which was very suitable for Luo Quan's psychological state.

After getting the skirt, the man in the suit just said: "It's an honor to serve you. Contact me after you use the clothes," and then drove away.

Not a single word of advice about the clothes. That meant it didn't matter how you used it. If it got dirty or broken, it probably didn't matter.

"This card is quite easy to use. Where did you get it?" On the way back, Luo Quan asked Gao Liang curiously, holding the skirt with her middle finger.

"His dad gave it to him," Seifert pouted, and it could be heard that he seemed very sour.

Gao Liang explained: "Actually, I didn't use it much after I got it. I did think about taking it out to show off at school, but later I thought it would be hard to get along with classmates, so I kept it hidden, but I still carry it with me usually.

If you want this card, you can ask Dad. He should have a way to get you another one."

Luo Quan smiled and shook her head: "That's not necessary. I was just curious because it was the first time I saw such thoughtful service."

The day after she got the clothes, the reporter sent by "Time" magazine arrived. Luo Quan had also changed into her clothes and applied light makeup.

When she walked in the Xiaoshan International Film and Television Center dressed like this, the head-turning rate was as high as 300%.

Everyone knew Luo Quan was beautiful, but they didn't expect that she could be beautiful to this extent after changing into decent clothes and applying light makeup. The title of "World's Most Beautiful" was indeed not just for show.

Unknowingly, she killed I don't know how much money's worth of eyeballs. Luo Quan and the "Time" magazine reporter and a bunch of staff entered the shooting room.

First, they took photos for the cover of the next issue of "Time" weekly. This was the US main edition of "Time," not the Asian edition.

To the extent of Luo Quan's beauty, styling didn't matter anymore. Standing there was a beautiful scene, and posing slightly was a masterpiece of photographic art.

After taking the photos, they entered the interview session.

Luo Quan and the reporter sat opposite each other, communicating in English without an interpreter.

First, the reporter asked about Luo Quan's life, such as how her childhood in China was spent, what she experienced after arriving in Japan, how she got into the University of Tokyo, and who her best friends were.

Because it was an exclusive interview, the next issue of "Time" magazine would have a lot of space to write about Luo Quan, so the reporter asked very detailed questions, but most of them were routine questions, and Luo Quan just answered truthfully.

Then, the reporter asked how she embarked on the path of music, whether there was a guide, and who it was.

The following are all key points to be tested.

Reporter: "What kind of opportunity did you have to come into contact with music creation?"

Luo Quan: "I have liked listening to songs and singing since I was a child. I like both domestic and foreign ones, and I listen to all styles. As long as I think it sounds good, I will deliberately remember their music and lyrics, and then sing them myself.

Later, when I was older, I found that I could sing quite well, but at that time I was relatively introverted and never dared to show this in front of classmates, so I could only study it secretly at home.

During this period, I read many relevant books and videos and had a preliminary understanding of music.

After understanding the basic knowledge, I tried to write lyrics and music, then played and sang by myself. Later, I found it sounded quite good, so I saved it and waited for a suitable opportunity to release it."

Reporter: "You released your first song last summer. So what made you want to release the first work of your life at that time?"

Hearing the reporter's question, Luo Quan's thoughts returned to the time when she first came here.

The midsummer sun, the sultry air, the quiet room, the tatami mats full of books. Everything seemed to have happened just yesterday.

Luo Quan showed a smile: "My mother went out to travel at that time. When she left, she forgot to leave me money. I had saved some money myself, so I could hold on for a few more days.

It just so happened that the landlord was urging for rent. In desperation, I could only go to the street to perform, to see if I could earn some money by singing the songs I wrote.

As for what happened later, everyone knows."

The reporter laughed: "So, if your mother had left you enough money when she left, would you still be studying at the University of Tokyo?"

Luo Quan shook her head: "Not necessarily. Maybe when I wrote more songs, I would still publish them on the internet, but whether I could achieve the current achievements is not certain."

Reporter: "Talented people, no matter when they are revealed, will definitely be able to achieve results in the end, especially a humble genius like you."

"Genius is a bit exaggerated." Luo Quan didn't care much for such a title.

"As far as I know, many people at home and abroad, including well-known musicians, praise you like this. There shouldn't be any exaggeration."

Luo Quan shook her head and smiled: "I just happen to be good at arranging lyrics and melodies. I really don't deserve the title of genius. In my opinion, only musicians like Mozart and Beethoven can be called geniuses."

"You are all geniuses, but you are good at slightly different fields. If you were placed in that time, you wouldn't be unable to make excellent classical music."

"Maybe." Luo Quan chuckled.

The reporter sat up straight and asked: "By the way, you have said more than once in front of media reporters that you won't consider emotional issues for a long time in the future. Is that so?"

Luo Quan's heart shook, knowing that what should come had come.

"That's right," she nodded.

"You are indeed doing this now, so I will ask a question that many people actually care about: is your sexual orientation normal?"

When the question was asked, Luo Quan fell into a short silence.

The reporter stared closely at her expression, wanting to see something. ===== CHAPTER 202 =====