Goldfinger is a bit strange

Whitney angrily led her pit bull back to the villa in the mountain village. She just moved in this year.

The album sold well two years ago, and won the Billboard for 14 consecutive weeks. Last year, she won the 28th Grammy for Best Pop Female Singer, which made her rich and able to afford a luxury house in Beverly Hills.

Being famous at a young age, it is inevitable to be a little arrogant. This morning, she was severely beaten by a guy, which made her feel very unhappy.

When she walked to the door of her house, she looked at Ryan who was wilting. The lion has become a little lamb.

Whitney cursed in her heart again: Damn guy, don't let me meet you again, otherwise you will be in trouble!

Whitney took out a few newspapers from the mailbox at the door, glanced at them, and was stunned for a moment: "Does this person look familiar?"

"Yes, it's that damn guy just now. It turns out that he is also a musician. Well, let me see how I play with you!"

But when she finished browsing the newspaper, the expression on her face became very strange, and she murmured:

"Can the music that can summon souls be better than my soul music? No, I have to go to the TV station to listen to what the guy is playing."

At the same time, the Chinese old man also led his grandson back home. He also habitually took out a newspaper from the mailbox, and then muttered a name: "Mountain..."

Liu Qingshan ran all the way back to his apartment, took a shower, and then went upstairs to eat.

It must be said that the living conditions here are indeed better than those in China. At least taking a shower is very convenient.

Breakfast is already on the table. Liu Yinfeng and Grace are already enjoying breakfast: milk, bread, and fried eggs.

"Good morning." Liu Qingshan greeted him, pulled out a chair and sat on it, picked up the glass of milk in front of him, gulped it down, and drank most of it. The temperature was just right.

Then he felt a hot gaze, looked up, and saw Grace staring at him hard.

Liu Qingshan wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, then picked up a piece of bread, and Grace still stared at him, that look, just like seeing a rolling in the Los Angeles Zoo.

"Your English name is Mountain, right?" Grace's curiosity finally couldn't be suppressed, and she began to ask Liu Qingshan. After that, she took out a Los Angeles Times. On the front page, there was a huge image, which was a photo of Liu Qingshan, Lao Cui, and Sister Zhang playing musical instruments.

In the photo, Liu Qingshan was looking up and roaring, as if he could hear his unwilling cry from the newspaper: Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey...

The title of the news was: The Voice of the Soul.

Liu Qingshan smacked his lips: "You can tell that?"

When he roared, his face was distorted, and no one knew how Grace saw it.

Grace quickly took out another newspaper. The photo on it was of Liu Qingshan and his friends playing quietly, so she could see it clearly.

"Mountain, I didn't expect you to be a musician. It says that the song you played yesterday was the sound of the soul. Unfortunately, we were in the library yesterday and didn't hear it."

Grace babble in her mouth, and it seems that she wants Liu Qingshan to play a piece on the spot.

Liu Qingshan quickly took over the conversation: "The record should be released soon, and you can buy one then."

After that, he turned to Liu Yinfeng: "Second sister, what are your plans today?"

Liu Yinfeng also smiled at her brother, her eyes full of pride: she never thought that Sanfeng would make such a big fuss just after arriving, and it seemed like she would become famous overnight.

But she has lived here for two years, so she has naturally adapted to it: it is good to be famous, and there will be many benefits for you.

Liu Yinfeng took out a notebook and checked the schedule: "There is still nearly a week before reporting to school."

"Tomorrow, Sister Yuzhen and others will fly over from New York."

"Jiang Renyi will also return from China in the near future, and your friends Li Tie and Li Tieniu called to say that they are in Hong Kong Island and will take the plane the day after tomorrow."

"Also, Grandpa Dumb will be invited to come in the near future."

"By the way, Mr. Thomas invited us to his house tonight."

Liu Qingshan suddenly felt that things seemed to have become more and more complicated.

Grace listened to him for a long time, and suddenly put her head close to Liu Qingshan: "Mountain, I think you need an assistant now."

"You are about to become a celebrity, and there must be a lot of social activities. These need a professional to take care of them. I happen to study this major."

She blinked her big eyes hard, as if saying: Hire me, hire me!

Liu Qingshan peeled an egg: "I'm here to study, so I don't need a secretary."

"I'm very cheap, 500 dollars a week, no, how about 400 dollars, this is for Feng'er's sake."

Grace tried her best to sell herself, and it was this that made Liu Qingshan couldn't help but glance at her chest. Well, maybe the name Mountain is just right for her.

Liu Qingshan knew that he would have more and more things to do in the future, and he really needed an assistant, so after breakfast, he nodded reluctantly:

"Then try it for a week, there will be no salary during the probation period."

Grace agreed happily, of course, but when Liu Qingshan pushed the door open and went out, he heard the girl muttering: "The capitalists' hearts are really black."

Liu Qingshan went back to his room to clean up, and heard someone knocking on the door outside. He saw Grace dressed neatly and standing at the door:

"Mounting, as your assistant, I have arranged today's schedule. First, I need to take you to familiarize yourself with the city's environment. What do you think?"

This suggestion is very reasonable, but Liu Qingshan looks at this girl's sunhat, umbrella and other things. She is fully prepared. Liu Qingshan thinks to herself: Isn't she going shopping in this name?

It wasn't until the second sister, also wearing a cheongsam, appeared at the door and said she was going to visit Chinatown in Los Angeles that Liu Qingshan followed them out.

When they got downstairs, Grace quickly drove over in a car. When Liu Qingshan and the two sisters got in, the girl made another request:

"Mounting, assistant and driver, should we renegotiate the salary?"

Liu Yinfeng also looked at her and smiled: Could this roommate be interested in his younger brother?

Los Angeles Chinatown also has a history of more than a hundred years. When you come here, it feels like you have been transported from the United States to China. It is like two different worlds.

Walking on the pedestrian street, Liu Qingshan suddenly felt like walking on the streets of the capital: archways, red gauze lanterns, and even a lion dance in front of the newly opened shop.

The signboards on the shops are also in traditional Chinese characters; most of the people coming and going are Chinese, and their accents are mostly Hokkien and Cantonese.

"It feels so friendly when I come here." Liu Yinfeng also came to Chinatown for the first time. Seeing these familiar scenery, she naturally felt a sense of belonging.

Chinatown is the second home of overseas Chinese.

Liu Qingshan also felt the same way, especially when he saw that there was a tofu seller, the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly.

Grace, on the other hand, dragged Liu Yinfeng into a tailor shop and insisted on making a cheongsam. She also said it was work clothes and asked Liu Qingshan to pay the bill. She had never seen such a pretentious person who was seeking personal benefits.

Seeing a customer coming to the door and a senior chef busy in front of the workbench, he calmly came over to say hello.

The old man was in his sixties and was wearing a long gown. He looked a bit elegant. He first said hello in Cantonese. Seeing that the two ladies in front of him were a little confused, he switched to Mandarin, which he was not very proficient in:

"Our old Peng family store was passed down from my father's time. I wonder what the needs of our distinguished guests are?"

After finishing speaking, the old man ordered towards the room: "Alan, serve tea to the guests."

Soon, a middle-aged woman made three cups of tea and served it on a small square plate, and the aroma of tea spread.

This made Liu Qingshan and his brother feel a sense of belonging.

The middle-aged woman's eyes were quickly attracted by Liu Yinfeng, and she looked up and down:

"This lady has a good temperament, and this cheongsam is purely hand-sewn. There are not many people who know this kind of craftsmanship nowadays."

Liu Yinfeng is indeed very suitable for wearing cheongsam. She is tall and has a calm temperament. She can fully display the external and internal beauty of Chinese women.

I guess if Grace wore it, it would look a bit nondescript, mainly because of the inappropriate temperament.

Liu Yinfeng smiled and said a few polite words, and then helped Grace explain her purpose. The middle-aged woman named Aunt Lan led them to the back room to measure the dimensions.

Although there are ready-made cheongsams in the shop, with Grace’s figure, she definitely can’t wear them.

Liu Qingshan had nothing to do, so he wandered around the shop and wanted to buy a Chinese tunic suit. On some occasions, it was more suitable to wear the costumes of his own nation.

Master Peng introduced Liu Qingshan enthusiastically: "Not far in front, there is a statue of Mr. Sun, who is wearing a Chinese tunic suit. We Chinese always look inappropriate in western clothes."

Liu Qingshan has already seen this, and he also saw a few signs saying "The world is for the common good".

After he tried on the clothes, he looked in the mirror and looked a little awkward.

After taking the measurements, Grace also helped the staff member beside her, and kept sneering: "Mounting, I feel like you are twenty years older all of a sudden."

Although Liu Qingshan was a little unhappy, he could only take off his tunic suit without hesitation, but suddenly something happened in his heart:

"Master Peng, there is a Chinese stand-up collar that is very suitable for young people. Can you process it here?"

The master thought for a moment: "Chinese stand-up collar, what kind of clothing is that?"

Liu Qingshan suddenly realized that it would take more than ten years for the so-called Chinese stand-up collar to become popular.

So he found a pen and paper and sketched briefly. Master Peng nodded and thought: "Well, this collar is a bit like the official collar of the former Qing Dynasty, also called Yuanbao collar." 7K妏婩

Of course Liu Qingshan didn't understand this. He just copied the gourd and painted the scoop according to the shape in his memory.

Liu Qingshan drew several more styles of stand-up collars, and then the buttons, pockets, cuffs, etc., as well as the waist, which should not be as fat as the tunic suit and appear slimmer.

Master Peng is a professional. Based on Liu Qingshan's explanation and some corrections, he quickly drew several sketches.

The old man also seemed particularly excited: "Young man, your design is very creative, both classical and modern. The finished clothes should be very suitable for us Chinese people, especially you young people."

And Aunt Lan couldn't put it down with those sketches: "Mr. Liu, if you don't mind, I will measure the dimensions for you now."

Liu Qingshan was about to nod when he saw Master Peng raise his hand: "Wait a minute, there is also a patent issue here."

After all, you have lived in the United States for a long time. If you were in China, who would care about you?

Liu Qingshan didn't pay much attention at first, but he realized this problem after being reminded by Master Peng.

But thinking about it, he was not planning to enter the clothing industry, so he smiled and waved his hands: "This is not my creation, it is just a slight improvement on the original basis. Master Peng, you can use it as you like."

Master Peng was overjoyed and said, "That's very good. Then our Peng's old shop will process several sets of Chinese stand-up collars for Mr. Liu for free."

Aunt Lan also added with a smile: "There is also this lady's cheongsam, we will also give it to you."

Liu Qingshan was fine. He didn’t care about the little money, but Grace was so happy that she took Liu Qingshan’s arm:

"Mounting, you are simply amazing. You are so versatile."

After Aunt Lan took Liu Qingshan's measurements, Master Peng immediately started work.

These old craftsmen are really good. After Liu Qingshan and the others went out for lunch, they had already modified one piece and had it all neatly ironed.

Liu Yinfeng and Grace seemed to be more active than Liu Qingshan. They helped him change it with all their hands, and then several people in the tailor shop all exclaimed.

"Oh, Mountain, you are so handsome!" Grace was like a little fan girl, circling Liu Qingshan and praising him.

Liu Yinfeng also looked at his younger brother with a smile, his face full of pride.

Liu Qingshan also looked in the mirror and felt that the handsome boy in the mirror was full of energy, which was indeed much better than wearing a suit.

The most excited ones are Master Peng and Aunt Lan, who can improve and produce a new style of clothing. For them, the sense of accomplishment and satisfaction is of course the strongest.

And with this new style to support the facade, the business of their old Peng family store will definitely be more prosperous.

"Master Peng, Aunt Lan, when you make the next one, you can add a dragon-shaped pattern here."

Liu Qingshan feels that adding some Chinese elements will make it more representative.

The gentle Aunt Lan nodded slightly: "Mr. Liu, your idea is also very good. I will try my best to try it."

"Then I'll trouble Aunt Lan." Liu Qingshan also cupped his fists and arched his hands. Sure enough, it was much more natural than arching his hands when he was wearing a suit.

After making an appointment to pick up the clothes next week, Liu Qingshan and the three of them were about to say goodbye. As a result, several people walked into the store. The leader was a Chinese in his thirties. After entering the store, he shouted in a very familiar voice:

"Master Peng, is the Chinese tunic suit I ordered made ready?"

After shouting, he noticed Liu Qingshan standing opposite, and his eyes immediately lit up:

"Hey, what kind of style are you wearing? Does it seem a little more handsome than me?"

March, early spring.

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The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds.

The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder.

It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world.

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The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood.

The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering.

The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate.

The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now.

Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking.

Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind.

The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness.

The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them.

There, a figure was lying down.

This is a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes are torn and covered with dirt, and he has a broken leather bag tied around his waist.

The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature.

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Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, occasionally observing its surroundings vigilantly.

It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky.

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After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog.

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