The spirit of Christmas in Los Angeles is extremely strong, USC and UCLA have suspended classes since December 22, a total of 16 days of vacation, almost in time for the winter vacation of middle and high school, and many professors stopped teaching in early December, and took advantage of the Christmas vacation time with their wives and children to take their annual leave and travel abroad.

Sun Yuhao failed to return to China, but accompanied Qin Xue to practice his voice every day.

Yu Jun bought a villa in Los Angeles for the two of them, converted the basement into a recording studio, and rushed to the villa to record every day after school, and specially hired a recording engineer, as for other vocal and pop music teachers, it is even more essential.

With Zhu Dong and the other two bodyguards here, it will not be a simple security issue.

With the promotion of the English version of Swordsman Romance OL, Qin Xue, as one of the spokespersons, is already a well-known star, and some disciples who are particularly interested in oriental girls gather around the villa all day long, so that she is not distressed.

"Are they so idle? Don't go home for the holidays? At half past eleven o'clock in the night, Qin Xue finished her day's practice and looked at the three or five teenagers holding fluorescent signs outside the window, wanting to ask the security guards of the community to drive them home.

"Isn't it bad to have fans?" Sun Yuhao smiled slightly, "Others can't ask for it." ”

"Whoever likes to give it to whomever goes." Qin Xue asked Zhu Dong to close the curtains, out of sight.

If it weren't for the old man Gelman who forced Qin Xue to practice singing every day, and he also gave up the Christmas holiday and came over to stare at her every day, Qin Xue would not have fallen to the point where he couldn't even go back to the country during the long vacation.

"Yu Jun's phone?" Qin Xue saw Sun Yuhao pick up her mobile phone and walk to the kitchen, so she asked a little jealously.

"Well, why don't you pick it up too?" Sun Yuhao smiled and danced on his phone.

"I ignored him." Qin Xue said duplicitously.

Standing in front of the kitchen table, Sun Yuhao pulled down her collar, although there was ambiguity in the house, the winter in Los Angeles was still quite cold, but she was very ambiguous now.

"Mom." The little hands held the phone and screamed sweetly.

"Little girl, do you miss your mother?" Sun Yuhao said softly.

"Yes." Xiao nodded vigorously.

"I want to, too." Yu Jun picked up the phone in Xiaoxiao's hand and said with a smile.

"I thought you couldn't get enough of it." Sun Yuhao deliberately pretended to be angry, "Sister Ayu is okay?" ”

Wu Yu and Ji Wei went to visit the night scene, and there were fireworks in Qishan Park, so the two of them went together to see a lively scene, Wang Bing and Tang Kexin also followed, but Yu Jun was not interested.

"Now America is full of people celebrating the millennium, right?" Yu Jun diverted the topic, he was not good at lying in front of Sun Yuhao, so he could only do this.

"Well, there are people who run to the skyscraper and say they are waiting for aliens." Sun Yuhao covered his mouth and laughed when he said this.

Yu Jun could imagine how arrogant her smile was.

"Merry Christmas." Yu Jun waited for her laughter to stop, and then said softly.

"Merry Christmas." Sun Yu said with tenderness and sweetness.

Seeing Sun Yuhao come out of the kitchen, Qin Xue said, "Didn't that big bad guy say that he was coming to Los Angeles?" ”

Sun Yuhao shook his head and smiled gracefully, but he couldn't hide the loss in his heart.

"Hmph, I said that he was fascinated by Wu Yu's fox spirit, and he had already seen that she was not a good thing," Qin Xue paused slightly, gritted her teeth and said, "Yu Jun is not a good thing either." ”

A few days passed very quickly, and by December 31, the breath of the millennium was permeating the whole world, and whether Nostradamus's prophecy could be fulfilled or not was uncertain in the hearts of ordinary people.

In the book "The Centuries", which predicted World War I, World War II, and the Middle East War, the prophecy of the end of the millennium is particularly striking.

The streets are full of religious activists in fancy clothes waiting for the end of the world, and some teenagers who have been deeply influenced by movies and television, holding signs and shouting slogans welcoming aliens.

Yu Jun knows very well that the new century will come smoothly amid all kinds of expectations and worries.

"If Christmas doesn't come, the New Year should come, right?" Qin Xue drank Iridium cloud mineral water, sat on the bench outside the recording room, and looked at Sun Yuhao, who was wearing a red nickname coat and was unbelievably beautiful.

"If you want him to come, you should have told me the other day, and I told him on the phone." Sun Yuhao smiled and said, "Even if I rush to Los Angeles from China now, I can't catch up with the vigil." ”

The Millennium Vigil and Waiting for the Bell to Ring is an event organized by the USC Chinese Student Union, and Qin Xue signed up for it, while UCLA has no similar event, and most students have gone on self-guided trips abroad.

"Alas!" Qin Xue sighed and said, "It's really better not to have such a boyfriend." ”

As he spoke, Gelman walked over and said, "Enough rest, it's time to go into the studio." ”

Qin Xue puffed out her tongue at him, pushed the door and walked into the recording studio.

Sun Yuhao pressed the button on the recording table and turned on the intercom device: "I'll go out for a walk and come back later." ”

"You bring me a cheese cream sandwich." Qin Xue gestured.

Always eats Chinese food made by Sun Yuhao, Qin Xue also wants to change her taste.

Breathing in the fresh air outside the villa, Sun Yuhao called a taxi and motioned for the driver to drive towards the Mars bar near UCLA.

There are still a lot of pedestrians on the road, and you can also see a few elongated wedding cars, and the habit of wanting to get married during the New Year's holidays is not unique to China.

Looking at the gauze and bouquet hanging on the front of the wedding car, Sun Yu pursed her mouth, no matter how strong the smell of the festival is, it always makes her a little unhappy without him.

As he grew older, and he lived without pressure in the past two years, Sun Yuhao is like a flower with gorgeous petals, and she can attract the attention of others wherever she goes.

Even the most picky Westerners can't find any shortcomings in this girl, with long black and shiny hair, delicate skin like mutton fat, blown-out skin, bright and clear eyes, a bright and dazzling face, a slender body, slightly upturned hips, a slender waist, and a plump and proud **, she is like a fairy who has been degraded to earth.

The record agent who came to sign Qin Xue several times wanted to invite her to the modeling agency, and with just a little **, this girl will become a top supermodel, which no one will question.

Even Zhu Dong, who was her full-time bodyguard, was wondering if he could look at her every day without emotion if he was ten years younger.

The taxi stopped at the bar and the driver said, "Fifty dollars." ”

Sun Yuhao didn't say anything, from the villa to the Mars bar, it didn't exceed two kilometers. She got out of the car and pulled down her shirt, and the wind was blowing, and she was a little chilly.

Zhu Dong took out his mobile phone in the car and said, "Give me your company's phone number." ”

"Why?" The driver said viciously.

Zhu Dong pointed to the number on the meter and said, "What is that number?" ”

"Because you're two people, you're going to have to charge a little more." The driver explained fiercely.

Zhu **ran leaned forward and reached out to clasp the driver's throat: "Do you believe that I let you leave work early?" ”

The driver was frightened for a while, and then Zhu Ran let go of his hand, threw the money on the meter in his face, and said coldly: "Don't let me see you again." ”

When he got out of the car, the driver started the car, pulled down the window and scolded Zhu Dong: "Yellow pig! Then he immediately kicked the accelerator to the end and drove away.

Zhu Dong took out a pen and paper and wrote down the license plate number, then called Han Dawei and scolded, racial discrimination is not easy in the United States, and now Han Dawei is a little idle.

Before he could finish dialing the number, he received a phone call, and after two rings, he hung up the phone and walked to the bar.

The owner of Mars's bar is an old hippie, but there is no trace of a hippie in the bar, according to his words, he is now good, and he is old, and the body and bones of hippie marijuana can't stand it, and this function is declining, and the young wife of the family can't stand it.

Sun Yuhao will sit at the bar every time and order a special cocktail in the bar, sip it gently, looking at the ball game hanging on the beam, although she can't understand it at all, but she likes this environment.

"Sun, do you need me to introduce a boyfriend?" The old hippie leaned against the bar and smiled at Sun Yuhao.

Every time she looked at her alone, even the old hippie was anxious for her, and encouraged the young people with good character in the bar to pursue her, but she politely declined.

Zhu Dong came over and said, "Chu Haowei called and said that he asked you to go to the port." ”

Sun Yuhao was slightly stunned, Chu Haowei and Min Rou said that they only got together for dinner at night, why did they call again now and said that they were going to the port. But she still nodded slightly, and there was no doubt that she followed Zhu Dong out and got into the taxi.

After driving some way west, we came to a more remote port, where there were a handful of twenty or thirty yachts, one of which was a brilliant crimson one, and the largest of all yachts.

Sun Yuhao was walking on the wooden board of the dock, and was about to call Chu Haowei, when he heard a crisp voice shouting: "Mom! ”

She hurriedly looked up and saw a little trotter in a white down jacket, while Yu Jun, who was wearing a white casual suit, was standing under the crimson yacht and looking at her.

"Tiny!" Sun Yuhao wrapped Xiaoxiao, this fate was more tragic than her, and she was always worried about her daughter.

The little sensible hugged her mother's waist and put her head on her chest.

"Why are you here?" Sun Yu looked at Yu Jun with red eyes.

"If I don't come again, you still have to blame me to death?" Yu Jun looked at her flawless face, his mood was turbulent, and he wanted to hug her and kiss her presumptuously, but in front of Xiaoxiao, he always had to be reserved.

Sun Yu burst into tears and said with a smile: "Who wants you to come? I'm not Qin Xue's little girl, I think about you as an adult. ”

Yu Jun hugged her with a smile: "Let's go, go and see the gift I gave you." ”

Holding Xiaoxiao in his left hand and Sun Yuhao in his right hand, he came to the crimson yacht, and the words "Yuhao" were written on the hull very flamboyantly.