Chapter 153 The Fake Daughter of a Wealthy Family 19
"Michaela! Michaela!"
At first, there were a few sporadic shouts coming from nowhere, and then they gradually gathered into one. More than 90,000 people shouted the name of one person together. The sound wave was huge and even more shocking.
Although the shouting was interrupted after a few times, because the change in the live music indicated that the opening ceremony was about to officially begin, the spectacle just now was broadcasted without reservation and was imprinted in the eyes and hearts of millions of people.
After tonight is over, I'm sure Su Youran will have a place on tomorrow's world news.
If the previous follow-up reports from multiple TV stations still made people feel doubtful, then today's magical and spectacular scene was enough to make everyone clearly realize:
Michaela's influence is truly extraordinary.
"How do you feel?"
Albert sat down in the designated seat, his lips curled slightly, looking at his daughter who made him proud but also gave him a headache:
"Are you a little intoxicated?"
Isn’t this feeling of being the center of attention and having everyone’s support addictive?
Su Youran sat next to him and adjusted the hem of her skirt. She had a proper smile on her face and spoke in a low and gentle voice:
"Getting something temporarily doesn't mean you will always get it. What I need to do is turn this temporary phenomenon into a permanent one."
The current level is far from enough.
Albert was stunned, turned his head and looked at her carefully. The outline of her eyebrows and eyes was still so gentle, but her dark pupils were always cold and rational.
He sighed to himself: "It's not a good thing to live too transparently."
“Dad.” Su Youran took his hand and softened her expression. “I know what I want. Don’t worry.”
Albert patted her head and said nothing more. Freyr sat on the other side of Su Youran and handed her a cup of water:
"Drink some water. It's a bit stuffy in here. If you feel uncomfortable, we can go back early."
Joshua, Daniel and Owen sat behind Su You, each holding a small electric fan in their hands, pointing at her.
Kang Xusen was amazed. "I finally understand what it means to be the most loved person in the world. Look at how I am surrounded by handsome men! I didn't realize it before, but now I realize that all foreign men are so handsome."
Look, none of these eight men looks bad!
"Look around them again." Yan Zhen's eyes fell on a certain point and never moved away: "It's not that all foreigners are so handsome, it's just that there are no ugly people around her."
"That's right," Kang Xusen touched his chin, "If my conditions were a little worse, I wouldn't be able to get close to her. Facing that divine face, it would be hard not to feel inferior."
He teased Shen Bingyu, who had remained silent the whole time:
"Your face is definitely fine. Don't you want to go say hello to your beloved little goddess?"
Shen Bingyu glanced at him with an indifferent expression. The ice in his mouth had almost melted. He pressed his tongue against the upper jaw. How could he not think about it?
In fact, this was not the first time he had seen her. He also participated in the piano competition where she made history. It was also from that time that there was someone living in his heart.
But come to think of it, she probably has no impression of him, right?
Although he also won an award in that competition, it seemed so insignificant compared to her glory.
This grand event in China undoubtedly shocked the whole world. Whether it was the magnificent performances, the amazing high-tech, the profound cultural heritage displayed by the show, or the final torch lighting ceremony, people from all over the world were amazed.
China is really different from the past.
"I believe what you said now."
Albert sighed softly: "China is indeed a lion that has awakened."
This opening ceremony is China’s first roar to the world.
Su Youran looked at the blazing torch above the Bird's Nest and smiled gently. This was also an important appearance for her in front of the world.
The effect...is pretty good.
A few years later, a hot post appeared on a certain forum: [How do you evaluate the archangel? Please speak up! ]
The author: As the title says, I have been surfing the 2G network. Although I knew that person before, I never got to know her in detail for various reasons. However, I accidentally mentioned her to a good friend not long ago, and then I found out that she has a great influence!
I just said "I'm not sure" and my dear friend got angry! She still ignores me till now!! So, what kind of person is that person?
1#: Damn, how dare you ask such a question here? Excuse me? ?
2#: ...I have a feeling this post will be attacked, please put on your armor!
#3: Haha, the OP's "good friend" is actually his girlfriend, right? You deserve it, and that person's influence is beyond words? She's unique in the world!
4#: I am the original poster. Emm… I am not your girlfriend yet. I am pursuing her, but I feel like I have been passed over… But why are you so scared? What did I say wrong?
5#: You didn’t say anything wrong, but for her supporters, people all over the world should worship her as a god, and your lack of understanding is a big sin!
#6: God? ? Do fans nowadays regard their idols as gods?
7#: ...I'm afraid the OP is not a 2G user, but a caveman? How come you don't know something that everyone in the world knows?
8#: I was going to criticize the above poster. Who do you think is the real boss of your family? And the whole world knows it? How can you be so shameless? Fortunately, I looked up before I criticized him. Oh, you are talking about that person. It’s okay now!
9#: Let me explain to the original poster, that person is quite special, he is not a celebrity idol, but he has more than ten times more followers than the most popular celebrities in the world. These followers can no longer be considered ordinary fans, it may be more appropriate to use the word "believers".
They worship her as devoutly as religious people believe in their gods. Do you dare to tell Buddhists that Buddha actually eats meat, or dare to tell Christians that Jesus is no match for Satan? You are lucky if you are not torn to pieces alive!
The same is true for that person, and her followers are all over the world, covering all fields and industries, including ordinary people and leaders in various industries. The largest number of followers are from China and M country.
To be frank, to some extent, she can achieve a hundred responses with one voice. If she publicly supports a certain party member during the election in the United States, do you think that person's support rate will increase significantly?
It's just that she is also very careful about her reputation and never gets involved in politics, but she is also a bridge of friendship between China and Country M, and has made a lot of efforts to promote relations between the two countries.
Finally, I am not a follower of that person, but I also have a good impression of him. The first and second floor are worried that you will be attacked because 90% of the people here are like me, at least they have a good impression of him. As for how many of the 90% are pure believers... think about it yourself.
10#: ...What the above person said makes me tremble. Can I ask...why is it that only she has such a terrifying influence?
11#: The poster is so stupid that we don’t know what to say… I’ll point you to a few posts, and then come back and talk after you’ve read them!
[Taking stock of Angel Angel Renmei’s charitable journey over the years, she has almost donated enough to become a small country]
[A review of Michaela’s achievements in the field of art, unprecedented and likely to be unmatched in the future]
[Appreciation of Michaela's paintings, a spiritual baptism, a well-deserved world treasure! 】
[God must have cast a spell on Michaela’s hands]
[Michaela——A little angel loved by many heads of state]
[Former Prime Minister of Country Y publicly praised Michaela as an incredible miracle]
[She enrolled in MIT at the age of 14, solved a world problem at the age of 20, and was awarded a doctorate by MIT. The genius girl once again shocked the world with her strength]
[Unique treatment - second round of special reports by NBC and other media]
[Breaking news! Michaela, who is only 20 years old, has made it onto the Forbes Global Rich List! It turns out that her business empire has already spread all over the world]
Host: ...
He was already shocked just by reading the title! After reading the whole thing...
12#: The OP is back! Now I only have one feeling, awesome! Awesome plus! Does your religion still accept believers? I am absolutely devout!
There are many discussion posts about Su Youran almost every day, with people constantly going from being confused to being amazed, then to liking her, and finally being assimilated into becoming her loyal supporters.
But she herself rarely cares about these things. There are always people controlling the online public opinion. All she needs to do is to continue to be excellent.
Su Youran put on her ice skates slowly. Ever since she watched the Winter Olympics a few years ago, she had become interested in figure skating.
For this purpose, Albert specially built an indoor ice rink in the Rockefeller Estate, and the annual maintenance cost is a considerable expense.
But no one cared at all. As long as she liked it, even if she said she wanted to dance on the moon, there would be people rushing to help her do it.
"Is Freyr coming back today?"
"yes."
Jason stood aside respectfully, his eyelids drooping. He was Madge's successor assistant after careful selection, and he also graduated from Wharton:
"According to the flight information, it should be arriving soon."
"Um."
Su Youran walked onto the ice and slowly slid to the center of the rink. Soft and soothing music sounded. Her slender figure, like a willow, swayed slowly. Her long arms were fully opened, and she looked like a swan about to fly into the sky, light and noble.
The music gradually became cheerful, and her movements became lighter as well, like a child who got the candy she had always longed for, dancing happily on the ice.
Just halfway through the dance, thunder suddenly sounded, and the relaxation turned into tension and anxiety, as if something was restraining her. She struggled, felt pain, sadness, and despair, and even her body seemed to be crushed.
She spun and curled up into a ball, but her eyes were filled with madness that could burn everything, as if to say: No, she would never accept her fate! In the end, she threw everything she had into the cage, and was reborn like a phoenix from the ashes.
Su Youran half-knelt on the ice, breathing softly, a few strands of hair hanging down, covering her slightly red cheeks.
Figure skating is really a test of physical strength. Even if she exercises regularly, she still needs to relax for a while after a set of skating.
The ice rink was silent, and no one was talking. Jason, who was standing outside the rink, and the tall figures who appeared on the stairs at some point in time, didn't know how to describe their feelings.
The indescribable feeling of having one's heart and spirit shaken at the same time...
Brian's emerald eyes moved slightly. Was this Michaela?
"Is Michaela of this level qualified to participate in the competition?"
Patrick leaned over the railing and whistled down while asking Frere beside him:
"Michaela, you are amazing! Wonderful! Unbelievable! You are my God!"
Jason glanced over there and handed the towel to Su Youran who had slid to the sidelines:
"Frere is back, and it seems he has brought new friends with him."
Su Youran wiped the sweat off her forehead with a towel, turned her head and smiled:
"When did you come?"
Having just finished a workout, her skin is white and rosy, and as smooth as a baby's. Even her eyes seem to have a hint of moisture, and she looks lively, delicate and lovely.
Freyr walked down: "Just arrived, luckily I didn't miss your performance, otherwise I would definitely regret it for a long time."
Patrick stepped past him, jumped down the stairs, and ran excitedly to Su Youran:
"Michaela, tell me the truth, are you really an angel? Otherwise, why do you know so many things? And you are the best at everything!"
Su Youran laughed and walked off the ice. Jason squatted down and helped her untie her skates. Patrick bent over and gave an exaggerated gentleman salute:
"Dear Miss Michaela, please allow me to hold you up."
Su Youran was so amused that her eyebrows curved into crescents:
"Patrick, you did seem to have become more humorous after your trip to France."
Freyr pulled Patrick back speechlessly, not forgetting that there were guests around:
"Michaela, this is Brian de Villepin."
“Nice to meet you.” Brian took off his hat and greeted Su Youran. “Your sense of art amazes me.”
Rich chestnut brown hair, deep eyes, like fine gems, revealing a sharpness. Under the high nose bridge is a slightly ruthless lip, the contour is perfect and impeccable, this is undoubtedly a very charming and mature man.
"Thank you for the compliment. Welcome to Rockefeller Manor. I hope you will have a wonderful time here."
There were ripples in Brian's deep eyes. I think meeting you is already a wonderful adventure.
After skating, Su Youran was sweating a little. She said a few words and prepared to go back to her room to take a shower. Jason caught up with her from behind and handed her his muted phone:
"It's Mr. Zhao's phone call."
Su Youran glanced at the still-flashing screen and hummed, but didn’t answer the call immediately. Instead, she waited until she had washed up and packed up before calling back nonchalantly:
"Brother Tingyi? Did you call just now? I just finished taking a shower."
It was already late at night in China. Zhao Tingyi took off his glasses, pinched his brows, and looked exhausted, but his voice was still very gentle:
"Well, I wanted to ask how you've been these past two days, and why are you taking a shower now?"
"I just skated on the ice and sweated a little. I feel uncomfortable if I don't wash it off."
Su Youran turned on the speaker of her phone and threw it on the bed. She wiped her wet hair with her hands.
"I'm fine, Brother Tingyi, why are you still awake so late?"
Zhao Tingyi chuckled, his voice low and a little hoarse:
"I'll go to sleep after I call you. Of course..."
"Um?"
"I miss you."
"Um……"
Zhao Tingyi wanted to ask her, do you miss me? Do you... like me? Just like how I like you, so deeply and unable to extricate myself.
However, he didn't dare to do so. He was afraid that the answer would not be acceptable to him.
"The company's performance is pretty good this year. I'm thinking of buying some real estate abroad so it will be convenient for me to go on vacation in the future... Ranran, where do you like?"
"Well, I think they're all good. France and Italy are both good. As for traveling, Hawaii is also good. It's worth it as an investment."
“Then Hawaii!”
I can be closer to you again.
"By the way, there's news from the orphanage that Aunt Zheng Yuan went back once. I heard she wanted to look for you, but I don't know why."
Su Youran paused as she wiped her hair. “Aunt Zheng? Is she alone?”
"That should be the case. I haven't asked for more details yet. If you want to know, I'll go ask."
“Then ask.” Su Youran’s eyes sparkled. “She used to take good care of me, and she suddenly came back to me. Maybe she’s encountered some difficulties. If I can help her, I will definitely help her.”
"You are always so kind."
Zhao Tingyi was helpless: "I'll go find out. If you need help, I'll come forward. Don't show up. If you help one person, there will be a second and a third. If you really get entangled, let's see what you can do!"
"I know, Brother Tingyi is the best! It's getting late, hurry up and go to bed. Don't stay up late, or you'll age prematurely!"
Zhao Tingyi's eyes were full of tenderness: "As you wish, little housekeeper."
Su Youran stared at the hung-up phone on the bed with a blank expression. Zheng Yuan? Then she gave birth to a son, right? How old is that child?
"What are you thinking about?"
A large bouquet of beautiful roses suddenly blocked Su Youran’s view. Owen poked his head out from behind the flowers.
"You didn't even notice me coming in. Your vigilance is too low, isn't it?"
Su Youran slapped him in anger and said, “Besides you, is there anyone else who would come into my room so casually? Be careful, Freyr might see us or he’ll beat you up again.”
"I came up quietly without being noticed by others."
Owen placed the bouquet in her arms, put his arms around Su Youran's shoulders from behind, and leaned face to face with her:
"Missed me?"
Su Youran lowered her head and looked at the flowers in her hand. “Hasn’t it just been a day since we last met?”
"But why do I feel like the days are passing by so slowly..." Owen sighed, "I want to be with you day and night."
"Put this up. Don't bring flowers next time. They are all in the greenhouse."
Owen's eyes dimmed for a moment, he kissed her forehead, stood up and gave her an illustration:
"I heard Freyr brought friends back?"
"Well, you should be able to see him soon."
When Owen saw Brian, he almost subconsciously sounded the alarm. He didn't expect Freyr's new friend to be so good-looking...
"Do you always look at appearance first when making friends?" Owen gritted his teeth. "That's fine, but you're even so reckless as to take someone home directly?"
Don't you know that there is a special baby in your home? Where is your guard!
"That's because you don't know Brian. He may admire Michaela's talent, but he certainly won't have any romantic feelings for her."
Freire shrugged it off: "Michaela isn't his type."
Besides, even if I really fell in love with her, it wouldn't matter...
Freyr glanced at his friend beside him obscurely. It mainly depends on whether Michaela likes it or not. Just like you, you have liked it for many years and come to Rockefeller Manor more frequently than going back to your own home, but so what?
You still don’t like her, and I don’t see Michaela treating you in any special way.
Freyr felt sympathy and admiration for his friend's unrequited love, but also a hint of inexplicable joy. I know there is a big treasure in the family, but I also know that the big treasure will not be seduced away so easily.
Maybe this is the feeling of a sister complex.
Owen didn't know what Freyr was thinking. If he knew, he would definitely spit in his face. I may be a little low-key, but that doesn't mean I have no status!
He helped Su Youran pull out the chair and watched her sit down before he sat down next to her. Most of his eyes were focused on observing Brian who suddenly appeared.
The more he observed, the more relaxed Owen felt, as if there was nothing unusual... Maybe it was true as Freyr said, Michaela was not his type?
But is there really any man who can resist her charm?
Owen was a little unsure, so he deliberately acted very close to Su Youran in front of Brian, but he still didn't notice anything unusual.
Owen finally felt relieved. It seemed that he was really paranoid. He left the manor with brisk steps, but he didn't know that Brian blocked Su Youran's way as soon as he left.
This French nobleman was still elegant and calm, as if he was chatting casually with a friend:
"Are you and Mr. Allison a couple?"
Su Youran was surprised, and seemed to be wondering why he asked that. “No, Owen and Freyr have been friends for many years. I have known him since I was nine years old. He is like a family member to me.”
Brian nodded, with a faint smile on his lips:
"I always felt like he treated me as an enemy, and thought I had done something inappropriate that caused him to misunderstand me."
"…He might be too sensitive. I'm sorry, Brian."
"Why are you sorry?"
Brian bent down slightly and moved closer, his emerald eyes looking at her intently, his eyes full of her reflection:
"Michaela, never apologize on behalf of another person. You are you, he is him. Even if you are family, sometimes you should keep things clear. What do you think?"
"You are right."
Brian's smile widened: "Then dear Michaela, can I invite you to go sketching together tomorrow? I have really admired your paintings for a long time."
Su Youran smiled and said, “Okay, I haven’t painted for a while.”
She turned around and continued to go upstairs with the smile on her face. This guy is quite interesting. Is he playing hard to get with her?
This won't work.
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