Be a goddess from Tokyo

Chapter 245 Family and Friends ([-])
Luo Quan was not interested in understanding the grievances and grievances between these two people. She had breakfast very early and was already a little hungry now.

While Seifert and Darien were still confronting each other, she quietly left and walked towards the dining table.

The dinners have started to be served one after another. There are many tables in the courtyard, and the guests are basically sitting together according to their relationship.

Luo Quan looked around and found where his parents were, but seeing that he was chatting happily with a group of old friends, he didn't go over to join in the fun.

The brothers and sisters didn't see where they were, so Luo Quan just found an empty seat and sat down, and Leon followed.

"Where are Karina and Mia?" Luo Quan asked while drinking the juice.

"I don't know, most likely they are with their own parents." Leon gnawed on an apple.

"Where did you get the apples?"

Leon said solemnly: "There was a plate of roast suckling pig just now, and I picked it off."

As soon as the words fell, the waiter brought a plate of roast suckling pig and placed it in front of the two of them, with a bright red apple stuffed in the pig's mouth.

Luo Quan looked around, took off the apple, and gnawed on it.

At this time Seifert and the two brothers also came over, Seifert sat next to Leon, and Darien and Fred sat opposite Seifert.

The five chatted for a while, and they got to know each other.

Darian and Seifert have known each other for a long time. They used to be classmates in one university and one department. From various competitions to the pursuit of female classmates, the two had a strong rivalry.

At the beginning, there was a bit of conflict, but as time passed, the relationship eased a little, and it seemed that they didn't know each other.

Of course, after meeting, there are still mostly quarrels, and neither friends nor enemies can be discussed. It is a particularly strange state.

Both Darian and Fred's families are very rich, which can be seen from their clothes, but Luo Quan didn't ask specifically.

While speaking, there were already a lot of dishes in front of everyone, most of them were meat, and there were also some exquisite side dishes on the plate, such as foie gras, caviar, baked snails, etc., which are also famous dishes on Western recipes style.

There was nothing next to the table in Luoquan just now, but the table next to it has been full since I don't know when, there are estimated to be 30 to [-] people, and all of them are young people in their early [-]s and early [-]s.

The boys who came to the banquet with the adults this time are basically gathered here at this moment.

Most of them didn't know each other, some chatted occasionally, and more people's attention was on Luo Quan's table.

"I've finished the juice." Luo Quan said after finishing the last bit of orange juice, looking at the empty glass.

"Let me go get you another glass." Leon was about to get up when he said that, the tables around him were already clanging, and in the blink of an eye, colorful fruit juices were raised in front of Luo Quan. With expectations and admiration, he didn't speak, just waiting for Luo Quan to make a choice.

In Luo Quan's impression, this is a scene that can be called a world-famous painting, and it is a scene in a movie.

But the situation is slightly different. The heroine in that movie didn't have a lighter when she smoked, and the men around raised their lighters to light her up, but here, she just ran out of juice.

"Thank you for the juice, two glasses are enough." Fred took the juice from the hands of the two closest people, drank one by himself, and put it in front of Luo Quan.

The boy whose glass of juice was taken by Fred frowned, and was about to say something, but was pulled by the corner of his clothes by his companion behind him.

The companion shook his head slightly at him. Although the boy was puzzled, he still endured it.

The other boys were also bored, turned their heads and left.

"Thank you." Luo Quan said to Fred.

Although I don't know his background, but this time he helped her out.

"It's a small thing." Fred took a sip of the iced watermelon juice in his glass.

"You recognized me before, so which songs in my album have you heard?" Luo Quan asked curiously.

Fred showed embarrassment: "Actually, I didn't listen to much, I only listened to "Farewell Time" and "Scarborough Fair".

The main reason is that I prefer to listen to classical music, and I am more interested in these two songs in your album. "

Are young people's preferences so old-fashioned now?Luo Quan was really surprised, the theater security guard she met last time also answered her in the same way.

"By the way, do you like classical music?" Fred asked.

"I really like it." This is Luo Quan's truth, but this habit is limited to a few pieces, that is, the most famous and most beautiful ones. Besides, she actually doesn't have much interest in classical music. Not particularly researched.

Suddenly meeting someone of the same kind, Fred seemed to have opened up a chatterbox, chatting with Luo Quan endlessly, from Bach to Tchaikovsky, he knew all of these great musicians by heart, this knowledge The quantity can make her a "music professional" feel ashamed.

Luo Quan regretted saying that she liked listening to classical music. She herself was a parallel importer who became a monk halfway through, so she didn't have much in-depth understanding of classical music. Fred said so much, so she could only go along with it.

"Speaking of Bach, I actually like to listen to his canons the most. These are the best canons in the world, none of them!

I really recommend you to listen to it! "

Mentioning this, Luo Quan was taken aback for a moment. Was the most famous canon composed by Bach?Even in China, which is a desert of classical music, there should be many people answering this knowledge, right?After all, that Canon is so famous!

However, Luo Quan did not raise any doubts. She is not an expert in this area, so it would be ridiculous if she made a mistake.

"I'll listen to it." Luo Quan replied politely, then turned on the phone and searched for Canon in the music software.

No George Winston, no Pachelbel, no Canon in D major!
The top ones were all Canons signed by Bach. Luo Quan played a few pieces, mostly in minor tunes.

"Well, isn't it nice?" Fred asked.

"It's very nice." Luo Quan put down the phone and said seriously.

Then I added in my heart: But I have a better version!
"Look at my treasure, how beautiful it is today." Eric walked over at some point, his smile was full of pride, "Lyon, you will pay my sister to eat here, your grandpa and I have a lot of entertainment, just I won’t take care of you here anymore.”

"Hello, Uncle." Darian stood up and greeted Eric.

"Darian? When did you come?" Eric obviously didn't expect his friend's son to come.

"Originally my father planned to come, but something happened at the company and he couldn't get away. I can only say hello to you and your father on his behalf, and ask you not to be angry with him."

Eric smiled indifferently: "It's okay, anyway, I'm going back to the United States in a few days, and I'll just get together with him then."

"Hello, Uncle Eric." Fred also stood up and said.

"You are..." Eric didn't recognize it for a while.

Darian introduced: "This is my friend Fred, from Ibigail's family."

Hearing that this is a child of the Ibigail family, Eric understood: "O—so it belongs to the Ibigail family, so Morel belongs to you?"

"Father."

Eric laughed: "Then you are not bad at calling me uncle, your dad is the first friend I made in America."

Luo Quan was quite surprised, his father really had friends all over the world, how could any father be his good buddy?

"Then eat slowly by yourselves, and I won't talk to you much." After Eric finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the wine table where the old man was.

Luo Quan glanced over there and found that his second uncle was there, but he didn't see his mother.

"Your dad is fine, there are so many friends in the United States." Seifert whispered to Leon.

Darian chuckled: "Uncle Eric is quite well-known in American high society."

Both Luo Quan and Leon didn't speak, they just concentrated on eating the food in front of them.

After eating and drinking enough, Luo Quan went back to the room. There were so many people, she was afraid that something would happen if she stayed outside for too long.

But she didn't want to cause trouble, and the matter came to her by herself.

"Miss Luo Quan, the master told me to call you down." The maid's voice sounded outside Luo Quan's door.

Luo Quan, who was dizzy and about to take a nap, stood up and rubbed his face: "Don't arrange another blind date for me?"

Putting on his shoes, Luo Quan tidied up the folds of his evening dress and went downstairs.

Fortunately, the whole family is here, so it's probably not for her blind date.

"Daughter, come here." Luo Ni beckoned to Luo Quan.

In the courtyard, the old man, as the director, sat with his back facing the entrance of the castle hall, while the other seats were lined up toward the manor, on two sides, with a dozen chairs on each side.

Women sit on the right, and men sit on the left.

Luo Quan sat down and thought that the old man was going to hold some kind of meeting for them, but in the end he simply asked them, the grandchildren, to come out and listen.

As the protagonist of today's birthday banquet, the old man naturally hoped that his children and grandchildren would be by his side when he was chatting with his friends, so that he would look like a family full of children and grandchildren.

Not to mention saving face, but also appearing to be able to manage the family well, which is probably one of the few pursuits for a person like the old man.

His old friends are also very understanding, seeing the grandchildren sitting next to the old man obediently, they also keep praising him.

The old man who was flattered by the madman gradually became a little bit smug.

"How old is your granddaughter? Is there a date?" An old man suddenly asked, and Luo Quan felt his scalp go numb when he heard this voice.

"Not yet, why, your grandson..."

Fortunately, the pride is the pride, the old man has not yet reached the point of forgetfulness.

His old habit of being a good matchmaker has been criticized by his grandchildren for a long time, and he has been told more than once before to stop messing with the couple.

"Hey, what's the age now, don't make blind dates anymore, besides, my granddaughter is only 19 years old, and I'm not in a hurry to find a partner." The old man waved his hand and repeated what Braden said to him in the morning. Repeatedly.

"I remember that you used to like this show, why are you not happy now, have you figured it out?"

"The past was the past, and the present is the present." The old man took a sip of tea to dilute the greasy feeling in his throat.

This afternoon, Luo Quan was here with his parents, listening to some old men bragging and exposing each other.

Those who can sit here are basically old buddies who have known each other for decades. They have deep feelings and can joke with each other, and they have nothing to worry about whose birthday party it is today.

According to Braden, I might give you some face when you celebrate your 67th birthday. What more do you want at [-]?Shall I bring you a cake?
A few old guys also laughed, and the courtyard was suddenly filled with a happy atmosphere.

The sons and daughters actually wanted to laugh when they saw their father being so deflated, but they didn't dare.

If he dared to laugh out loud, when the guests left in the evening, he might have to deal with it according to family law.

The adults held back all afternoon, but the children did not suffer from these crimes.

Because they sat on the outside, they moved the chairs to the side after a while, listening to music, playing games, and brushing tubing.

In the era when mobile phones are so popular, family gatherings are rarely the same as before, where the whole family gathers together and chats happily.

Young people basically have a mobile phone in their hands and play on their own. They will only raise their heads to answer a few words when an adult calls them, and then lower their heads to play.

Not only in China, but in fact, it is like this everywhere.

Luo Quan didn't play with his mobile phone, mainly because he was sleepy.

She woke up too early today, and she usually has the habit of taking a nap, so she will feel sleepy after two o'clock.

When she went downstairs just now, her four eyelids had already started to fight, but she still went downstairs vigorously.

It is so difficult for a person to want to leave after sitting down.

After she was done, she had already left the meeting early once because she was drunk.

The family here is chatting with the old man, if she gets up again and says: I'm sleepy, I want to sleep.

What did that become?What do uncles and aunts think of her?What would those friends of grandpa say?What is the situation for the mother who continues to stay here?
Therefore, no matter how sleepy Luo Quan is, he can only stand here.

Fortunately, the drunkenness after finishing the sleepy song was a little different. She couldn't resist the effects of alcohol at all. There were many ways to solve the sleepiness.

The simplest one, that is pain stimulation.

Luo Quan twisted his arm twice, and soon, two eye-catching red marks appeared on his snow-white arm.

This reminded her of the emergency measures taken by the class teacher after the students in the class suffered from heatstroke in elementary school.

The more common way is to pinch someone, and then twist hard on the neck or the inside of the wrist.

Of course, these are all local methods, but the effect is quite obvious.

Luo Quan's teeth were grinned by his two twists, and his drowsiness disappeared immediately.

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(End of this chapter)