Chapter 11 Omen of Explosion

"Hey!" Luo Quan exclaimed, and when she came to her senses, there was a ball of warm-smelling nephrite in her arms.

"Luoluo, I haven't seen you for three years, why are you so tall?" Wen Xia was like a little girl who found a new toy, her eyes were full of surprise and joy. She was 1.68 meters tall and was not short among East Asian girls. Thinking that Luo Quan was half a head taller than her, he looked at least 1.72 meters tall!

"There's no way, it's all determined by genes." Luo Quan laughed and put his hand on Wen Xia's head. When he was a child, Wen Xia relied on his fast growth and tall height, and he liked to put his hand on his head the most. Now he also likes to put his hand on his head. Things have turned around.

"Damn it, do mixed-race children change so much during puberty?" Wen Xia took off Luo Quan's hand angrily and said with sincere envy: "I really want to have blond hair like you, but it's a pity that my agent has never said that before. Let me dye it.”

Luo Quan laughed and said, "If your hair were dyed blonde, wouldn't it look like a little yellow hair?"

Speaking of which, Wen Xia's hairstyle was what Luo Quan wanted most right now. It was fresh and clean, and she looked very heroic. However, if she had such a hairstyle, she would probably look like a manly woman.

"When my hair grows out, I'll dye it blonde too!" Wen Xia said as she walked to the side of the road and stopped a taxi.

"Luoluo, you have really changed a lot in the past three years. Your appearance is several times better than before." After getting in the car, Wen Xia stretched out his hand and pinched Luo Quan's face, then pulled it up. .

Luo Quan rolled his eyes: "Why, do you think my face is the result of plastic surgery?"

Wen Xia let go and said: "I have been in Korea for four years, and there is no idol I have met who has not had plastic surgery. But even if you have plastic surgery, you are not as good-looking as you, not to mention you are still bare-faced."

Hearing such praise from his best friend, Luo Quan stood back proudly and said, "I have always relied on my talent to make a living, and my appearance is just a cloud."

Wen Xiaqiong's nose arched slightly and she said with a smile: "You are so awesome."

Luo Quan asked curiously: "By the way, weren't you an idol in Korea? Why did you suddenly come to Tokyo to see me?"

Wen Xia was stunned for a moment, and then said a little angrily: "Are you really not aware or are you pretending not to know? My withdrawal from the group has been on Weibo hot searches for so long, haven't you seen it at all?

Fortunately, I come to Tokyo to find you whenever I have free time, but it turns out that you don’t care about me as an old friend at all, which really makes me sad to death, 嘤嘤嘤……”

Luo Quan hurriedly explained: "I don't use Sina Weibo, and I've been a little busy these two days, so I didn't pay much attention to the entertainment news."

Wen Xia asked, "What are you busy with? It's summer vacation. What else is there to be busy with?"

"Huh?" Luo Quan suddenly became suspicious when he heard this. He remembered that when he was scrolling through Twitter, he seemed to see domestic fans commenting that she was trending on Sina Weibo, and that she was the top three. You can see the popularity by entering Weibo, but Wen Xia didn’t see it?

"You really don't know what I've been busy with these days?" Luo Quan narrowed his eyes slightly and carefully observed Wen Xia's expression.

Wen Xia rolled her eyes and said hesitantly: "What...are you busy with?"

Luo Quan crossed his arms and said, "Yesterday during the day, the top three hot searches on Sina Weibo were all about me. You didn't know. It seems you don't care about me at all?"

"Really?" Wen Xia smiled stupidly, then quickly hugged Luo Quan's arm and shook it: "I'm sorry, I was just joking with you, mainly because I have been busy terminating my contract with the company recently. I haven’t had a good night’s sleep in several days.”

After Wen Xia finished speaking, she pouted pitifully and stared at Luo Quan with her big black pearl-like Kazilan eyes.

Luo Quan was a little dumbfounded: "You are an idol after all. Do you like to be cute and pretend to be pitiful in front of your fans?"

"Of course not!" Wen Xia straightened up, raised the collar of his shirt, raised his palm to push back his hair, and said, "I am the captain and the person in charge of good looks of our women's team. I have a handsome head. Short hair looks cool to thousands of boys and girls!

Also, let me ask you a question. Guess who was ranked 21st among the 100 most beautiful faces in the world last year? "

Luo Quan suppressed his smile: "It can't be you, right?"

"Haha, who else but me!" Wen Xia laughed without any image.

Luo Quan curled his lips: "It's not the first place, what's there to be proud of?"

Wen Xia had a mean expression on her face: "Then you are the one who wants to see me?"

"Tch!" Luo Quan waved his hand, indicating that he was not interested in such false fame at all.

"By the way, you said you were all the top three trending searches yesterday. What did you do?" The Plastic Sisters argued for a long time and finally returned to the topic.

Luo Quan replied: "I'm not very clear about the situation in China. In short, I wrote three songs and entrusted Sony Records to release them for me. They created a mysterious marketing plan for me and released the promotional video I shot in two parts. Then I reached the top of both Twitter and Weibo.”

"Is there such a thing?" Wen Xia immediately took out his mobile phone and opened Twitter, and clicked on the top trending search. Sure enough, it was a promotional video released by Sony.

After watching the two-minute short film, Wen Xia said excitedly: "I can't tell that your musical talent is so great. This song is so beautiful. Is there a full version?"

"Yes." Luo Quan nodded and said with a bad smile: "At midnight tonight, my mini-album of the same name will be released globally. The first printing is 100,000 copies. For those who are quick and slow, one copy will only cost 2,500 yen. ."

"What!" Wen Xia grabbed Luo Quan's arm unjustly: "With our relationship, do you still want to collect money from me? Have you forgotten the popsicles I bought you when I was a kid?"

"I would have almost forgotten if you didn't tell me." Luo Quan sneered, "Every time I open it, water splashes in my face, so I always get scolded by my mother when I go home!"

Wen Xia felt guilty and said: "Then I didn't mean it...Okay Luoluo, don't be so stingy, just let me listen to the song first. Okay?"

"I'm really scared of you." With such a beautiful woman acting coquettishly at her, Luo Quan couldn't resist. He shook his head helplessly and could only take out his phone, plug in the headphones, and hand it to Wen Xia.

"Thank you Luoluo, I knew you were the best." Wen Xia put the headphones into his ears and pressed the play button.

Soon, she was immersed in Luo Quan's singing, her head swaying gently to the rhythm of the music, and when she heard the climax, her legs shook with excitement.

After listening to three songs, Wen Xia took off his headphones, stared at Luo Quan and said seriously: "Luo Luo, I can tell you responsibly, you are going to be popular, and it will be explosive!"

Luo Quan said angrily: "Is there such a thing? Then why didn't you even know that I was on the hot search? It means it's not yet popular."

Wen Xia suddenly couldn't laugh or cry: "Why are you bringing this up again? I'm serious, you might really get angry this time.

The quality of these three songs is really high, especially that one that I once thought about over and over again. It perfectly fits the current social environment in Japan. "

Luo Quan was surprised and said: "I don't see that you are still studying this?"

Wen Xia explained: "Before the company wanted us to enter the Japanese idol circle, I worked hard in private and found that Japan now does not lack idols who can only sing and dance rap, but it lacks truly capable singers!"

Luo Quan's face turned red: "Don't praise me like that. I admit that the song is nice, but my singing skills should only be considered average."

"Compared to your singing skills, your singing skills are indeed a bit awkward..."

When Luo Quan heard this, his face turned dark.

"But!" Wen Xia quickly added: "But you are good-looking. There are really not many female singers as beautiful and capable as you in Japan. Moreover, your voice is very good. You should improve your singing skills. No. She will be a generation of singers within five years of her release!"

"I'm a little embarrassed that you praise me so much." Luo Quan laughed, "Then I'll take your word for it. When I become popular, I will support you and give you a second chance."

Wen Xia's eyes widened: "Don't look down on me. I just quit the group, not retired. I have tens of millions of fans on Weibo!"

Luo Quan teased: "Do you take Weibo fans seriously? Don't you know how wet it is?"

As he was talking, the taxi passed by a building, and an advertisement was playing on the electronic screen on the building.

There was a beautiful blond girl on the screen, holding a lemon in her hand and bathing in the sun.

Luo Quan and Wen Xia both looked at the girl on the screen and smiled in unison.