Chapter 455: New Chapter

"Next, it's the moment to witness the miracle!" Miss Luo Quan was talking, but her attention was all on the buns in the oil pan.

The camera was aimed at the Golden Open Mouth Smile tossing and turning in the hot oil. Miss Luo Quan used a colander to scoop up the buns, quickly filtered the oil, and put them into the ice cubes next to them.

The laughter like silver bells rang immediately, and comments like "Comfortable," "This is the real Golden Open Mouth Smile!" were brushing the screen in the livestream room.

Waiting for an afternoon, the fans just wanted to relive the magical appearance of this dish when it came out of the pan. Now that they got what they wanted, they all sent comments with satisfaction.

"Okay, today's livestream ends here. I'm really happy to have everyone's company for this birthday. See you in a few days." After performing the exit of the Golden Open Mouth Smile for the fans, Miss Luo Quan leaned in front of the camera and said a few words of farewell, then turned off the livestream.

Next was the dinner party. There was no need to film the eating scene. Besides, she had been livestreaming all day, so it was time to end.

However, although the livestream was turned off, the fans didn't leave immediately. Some sent gifts, and some sent goodnight to their wife.

In the dining room, more than twenty people sat at two tables. Miss Luo Quan, as the host and also the protagonist of today, also raised a glass filled with cola and gave a speech, thanking everyone for coming here to celebrate for her.

Miss Luo Quan didn't talk much nonsense. After thanking them, she directly started eating.

Her culinary skills were famous, and others couldn't wait to smell the fragrance. Everyone ate until their bellies were round.

After eating and drinking, everyone from Girls' Generation said goodbye first. Although they had just returned from South Korea and didn't have too many announcements recently, they didn't have nothing to do like Miss Luo Quan. After playing for two days, it was time to return to Beijing.

The other members of the band had already booked a hotel. After chatting with Miss Luo Quan for a while after dinner, they took a taxi back to the hotel.

After the banquet dispersed, only Miss Luo Quan, her younger brothers and sisters, and Seyfert and Fred were left in the large room.

The villa, which had been lively all day, suddenly became much colder. Everyone was sitting on the sofa, and on the table next to them, there were leftovers and a large pile of bowls and chopsticks.

So the question is, who should handle the cleaning work after the meal?

"Boys, it's time for you to show your gentlemanly demeanor. I'll leave that pile of bowls to you." Miss Luo Quan stroked her bulging belly, like a pregnant woman in her third month.

"How much did you buy those bowls for?" Gao Liang didn't refuse immediately, although he was so full that he didn't want to move.

Miss Luo Quan replied: "They are not expensive porcelain, they add up to a few hundred yuan, those big plates are a bit more expensive, what's wrong?"

"I'll find a big bag to pack them all and throw them away later, and I'll buy you a new set tomorrow." Gao Liang's tone was casual, with a rich man's style.

Compared to the sister who was afraid of poverty, Gao Liang, who grew up with a silver spoon in his mouth, never knew what frugality was. A few hundred RMB was less than a hundred US dollars, and washing such a large pile of bowls would take at least half an hour.

Half an hour... he was worth hundreds of thousands of dollars every minute.

In comparison, buying a new set was more cost-effective.

"You can think of it!" Miss Luo Quan's belly straightened, and she wanted to punch Gao Liang next to her, "Where did you get the bad habit? Buying a new set, I also want to change you to a new one, where can I buy it?"

Gao Liang was helpless: "But I really don't want to move now. I'm too full."

Miss Luo Quan didn't buy this: "It doesn't matter, those things won't grow legs and run away if they are placed there. It's not too late to wash them after you digest."

Seeing that he couldn't get rid of it, Gao Liang turned his head to look at Seyfert and Fred: "Since this is the case, then the boys will be together. I certainly can't finish washing them alone."

Since things had reached this point, there were only two girls in the room. It was impossible to let Miss Luo Quan and Angela, who had been busy all day, get up again.

"Let's go, exercise after a meal to promote digestion." Seyfert stood up with his hands on the sofa, and the others followed.

The three men held their waists, like three big-bellied women.

Not long after, the sound of ping-pong came from the dining room.

"Be gentle!" Miss Luo Quan turned her head and looked, "Porcelain is not as good as stainless steel. If the force is too great, it will break, and it will be more troublesome to clean up!"

After reminding, Miss Luo Quan looked at Angela next to her: "Sister, speaking of which, do you have any pursuers in school, or have you had a boyfriend before?"

Angela thought for a while, and then said with a smile: "There was one before, but he became a vegetable."

Miss Luo Quan's face stagnated: "Ah, who is this person? It's too unfortunate."

"Hank." Angela said very mischievously, "I thought you could guess it."

Miss Luo Quan was stunned, and then laughed. She didn't expect Angela to be quite humorous: "Besides this bad guy, there is no one else? Such a beautiful girl, how can the pursuers in college not make up a reinforced platoon."

When Miss Luo Quan spoke, she thought of when she first entered the Shanghai Academy of Arts. From the beginning of military training, almost every night, senior students came downstairs to confess, and several times it even caused a big battle that alarmed the security guards.

It was only after the school seriously dealt with several people that this situation got better.

However, occasionally going to the cafeteria could still encounter boys blocking the way to confess. This didn't count the ones she met at the University of Tokyo. If all of them were added up, let alone a reinforced platoon, a reinforced company would probably be more than enough.

Angela supported her chin and said: "There are many people who like me, but these boys are either for my appearance or for my stepfather's industry. The first sentence they say when they open their mouths is always wanting to invite me to dinner, instead of asking me what songs I like to listen to, what books I like to read. No one is willing to walk into my soul. Such pursuers, in my opinion, are not even as pure as Hank."

Miss Luo Quan was curious: "Oh, do you have such an evaluation of that bad guy?"

"At least the first sentence he said to me when we met was, what kind of boy do you like." Angela recalled, "By the way, sister, I really want to ask you this question. What kind of boy do you like."

"Me?" Miss Luo Quan faced the question of answering similar questions again. Although she had said it countless times, her attitude still hadn't changed: "I don't consider personal emotional problems before I am thirty. My current main focus of work is to create human music art. First, achieve a name in music history, and then consider others."

Angela didn't expect her sister to have such an ambitious answer, but on second thought, these achievements should have been achieved: "Then you should have achieved this point now. Many new music textbooks published in the United States now have your name."

"These are far from enough." Miss Luo Quan's eyes and words were full of confidence, "What I want is not that short line or two, but the kind of name that occupies a page and writes extensively."

"For you, this is definitely an achievement that can be realized, and even almost realized." Angela's words couldn't hear any hint of flattery.

Even if Miss Luo Quan's words were directly put on the internet, the replies she got wouldn't be much different from Angela's. She now has such strength.

After chatting with her sister for a while about her mother and stepfather, Miss Luo Quan had a general understanding of Angela's childhood.

Compared to her and Gao Liang who grew up in a single-parent family, Angela was much happier.

Her biological mother combined with Mr. Harris when Angela was two years old. Mr. Harris treated Angela as his own, loved her as his own daughter, and the couple didn't have any more children later, so Angela's growth environment was actually not much different from that of ordinary family children.

Generally speaking, children who grow up in single-parent families will have some flaws in their personality more or less. This is because of the lack of fatherly love or motherly love.

However, Miss Luo Quan and Gao Liang didn't have such a situation yet. She was worried that Angela would have this situation before, but now it seems that she thought too much.

After chatting, Miss Luo Quan got up and prepared to return to the room to wash and rest. When passing by the kitchen, she saw three boys wearing aprons, washing bowls with deep hatred.

"I'll go back to the room first, you guys come on." Miss Luo Quan made a "Ganba Die" gesture. Gao Liang raised his head and rolled his eyes at her, too lazy to complain.

In the evening, Angela returned to the room and dialed her mother's phone: "Hello, Mom."

"Baby, have you finished attending your sister's birthday party?"

"Well, it's over. Tonight I'm staying in my sister's room. I booked a flight back to the United States at noon tomorrow."

"Send me the flight number later, and I'll send someone to pick you up."

"Okay." Angela said and hesitated, falling into a short silence.

"What's wrong, baby? Is there anything?" Knowing the daughter is like the mother, Carlisle heard that her daughter suddenly had no sound, and immediately guessed that she had something on her mind.

Angela replied: "Just now my sister discussed something with me, wanting me to go and film a movie with her. I want to ask for your and Dad's opinions."

Carlisle smiled: "This first depends on what you think, and then what kind of movie this is, whether it has a good influence or a bad influence on you.

If you like it and it's not bad for you, your father and I will definitely support you."

Angela finally let go of her heart: "Sister said this is a fantasy movie, there is no kissing scene and above-scale performance, and the target group is mainly children under fifteen."

Carlisle was puzzled: "Listening to the description, shouldn't that be an animation?"

"I asked her the same thing. She said this is indeed a fairy tale, but in fact, adults can also watch it, and maybe they will like it very much.

In fact, I am quite interested in filming a movie myself. I have never tried it before, plus I have already learned the things in school, so…………"

"If you want to do it, do it. Your sister, your father and I have learned a lot about her. This is a talented and upright girl. Although your biological father is not a good person, his children are one better than the other. You should also contact more often."

"I know, then I'll rest first." In the night of China, it is morning in New York, so Angela didn't say goodnight.

Hanging up the phone, Angela quickly sent a message to Miss Luo Quan: "Mother agreed, and there should be no problem with Dad."

"OK! I'll send you the script in a few days. The filming time will start in October. You can learn the introduction of actors during this time. If you don't understand anything, ask me or Gao Liang. Gao Liang still has a copy of "The Actor's Self-Cultivation," you can read that book more." Not long after, Miss Luo Quan replied.

"Good!" Angela took a deep breath, feeling that her calm life finally ushered in a challenge again.

Days without goals are always boring. She has long wanted to find something interesting and not so simple to do, and filming a movie fits this condition very well.

After the birthday party ended, Miss Luo Quan went to the kitchen to look at the bowls and chopsticks the next day, touched them. It seems that these guys didn't slack off, and they still guarded the dishwasher and washed them one by one before putting them into the cupboard.

However, so many people tossed for a day last night, and there were several big bags of garbage left. Miss Luo Quan stood with her hands on her hips and looked for a long time, not knowing how to start.

After thinking for a while, she still felt that her brother's words made sense. Things that can be solved with money don't need to waste time.

So she directly called the housekeeping company and arranged for a few aunts to clean up. Miss Luo Quan turned into a contractor, enjoying the convenience brought by evil capitalism.

Around ten o'clock, Gao Liang came down from upstairs with sleepy eyes.

"Who are these people?" He asked, seeing the aunts busy in the house.

"It's the cleaning aunt I called. There is too much garbage in the backyard, and I can't clean it up alone." Miss Luo Quan's face turned red, feeling a bit embarrassed.

"So what was our half an hour last night for?" Gao Liang looked at his sister, wanting to ask for an explanation for his tiredness.

"Oh, I'm doing it for your own good, exercise more after meals, otherwise it won't be good if you get fat." Miss Luo Quan knew she was in the wrong and didn't dare to argue with her brother at all, so she could only defend herself weakly.

"If you weren't my sister, I would directly let you see what the rap strength of the New York underground rap emperor is." Gao Liang held back for a long time, and finally didn't say the "motherfucker" sentence.

Facing her sister, she certainly couldn't be as casual as facing Seyfert. She still had to distinguish between elders and juniors when speaking.

On the other hand, her sister's combat power was here. If she was really made unhappy, it wouldn't be a joke.

Time soon reached the evening, Gao Liang, Angela and the other four arrived at the airport, preparing to board the plane back to the United States.

Miss Luo Quan also packed her luggage here, and finally returned to the Shanghai Academy of Arts one month after school started.

However, for her, the student career of the Shanghai Academy of Arts was about to end.

Before returning to Japan, she still had an assignment to hand over to the principal.

Before, she used the excuse of asking for leave to find inspiration. After so long, the inspiration should come out. If she didn't bring out something, it would certainly be unreasonable.

At the same time, this can also be regarded as her graduation design. ===== CHAPTER 456 =====