Chapter 133: Time to Conquer the Foreigners

As it turned out, the young lady's wish seemed to have actually come true.

Mid-March coincided with the kick-off of the international fashion week. As a highly popular supermodel in the United States, Kendall's traffic and commercial appeal were at their peak, with grand events scheduled for her in both New York and Paris. Consequently, Kendall was exceptionally busy during this period. Unable to balance both career and love, she found Li Lekang remarkably tolerant and understanding, encouraging her to focus on her work instead of worrying about him. After all, he had no shortage of girls to keep him company.

Of course, in Kendall’s eyes, this man was simply too considerate and understanding. She was so moved that she didn't stop showing her affection all night long, as if trying to express her love through her actions. However, Li Lekang didn't feel particularly happy about it; he even felt that she was returning his kindness with cruelty. Although he possessed a constitution of iron and steel and didn't fear the exertion, pleasure had its limits. After the waves of passion subsided, all he wanted was to sleep, yet he couldn't find peace—she kept touching him, which was quite annoying!

Li Lekang felt he couldn't escape the inherent nature of men: what is unattainable is beautiful, but once possessed, it is easy to grow weary of. No wonder the ancients said that a short separation is better than a new romance. He shared some of this ancient wisdom with Kendall, and she finally realized, "Am I too clingy? Do you find me annoying?"

He didn't want to be that blunt. "No, that's not what I mean. I just think a little distance is better. Besides, it’s already two in the morning, and you have a flight to catch tomorrow, don't you? I’m really worried you won't be able to handle it."

"I'll be fine!" She shook her head and buried herself in his arms. "I just want to stay with you a little longer!"

"Alright, but we have to agree: no going below the neck!" Li Lekang invoked the famous boundary line of web literature.

"Pfft, you’re so cute!" She couldn't stop laughing. "Then I’ll kiss your face, your mouth, and your ears!"

"Fuck!" Li Lekang felt he was always digging holes for himself.

As dawn approached, they were finally able to get some proper sleep, but soon the alarm clock dragged him from his dreams. Kendall, suffering from morning grumpiness, threw her phone away and collapsed back to sleep. After the alarm rang two more times, she finally crawled out reluctantly to wash up and change. She came to the bedside, kissed the sleeping man, and then left in a hurry, carrying her heels and last night’s luggage.

Li Lekang glanced at the closed door, then reached for his phone to start summoning friends to gather in Miami. As his first overseas "Flying" show, it was time to conquer the foreigners. No more letting these Westerners think the great Middle Kingdom lacked fashion—their imagination had been outdone by ours a thousand years ago! He needed to invite some friends from the circle: his good brother Mike, and his close buddy Marlon. If they came, yachts and hot girls were a given. He had his Saint assistant arrange a superyacht—one that shouldn't even be mentioned if it was under sixty meters—capable of landing a helicopter and featuring a large freshwater pool.

After a few phone calls, his friends accepted the invitation. They chartered two or three planes, packed their friends, family, and luggage, and set off for Miami. Like Los Angeles, the sunshine was abundant and full, but the coastline was wider and broader. From the highway, one could see vast stretches of deep blue ocean, with yachts and cruise ships sailing leisurely on the water. It made one feel as if they could suddenly just let go and drift.

The motorcade drove into the coastal residential area, arriving at the Saint Florida Estate amidst a cluster of lush greenery. Continuing the consistent extravagance of the Saint, it occupied a vast area. The architecture was surrounded by iconic palm trees, with towering greenery climbing the perimeter walls, carving out a private road from the lushness. As the motorcade entered the estate, a Spanish-style building appeared before them—red tiles and white walls, a classic style featuring numerous stone pillars, arches, and ornate carvings, with green lawns and clear pools—a breathtaking sight.

"It actually has a private beach as big as Santa Monica!"
"Is that big yacht on the water ours?"

Chloe’s excitement proved how outstanding the place was. The motorcade stopped in front of the house, and the butler opened the doors, offering a respectful greeting: "Father, welcome to the Florida Estate! I am Marshall, your butler, here to serve you wholeheartedly."

Li Lekang stepped out of the car, composed, shook hands with the man, and surveyed the surroundings, offering a few words of praise for the environment. In addition to his family, the dance troupe from China had also been invited to stay at the estate; after all, it was far more comfortable than a hotel and offered plenty of space for rehearsals.

The countdown for the Miami show had begun. While enjoying his holiday, Li Lekang rehearsed the "Flying" program twice, and the visual effects remained top-tier. After those two successful runs, he stopped. In the eyes of the backup dancers, he was the type with extraordinary talent who learned everything instantly. However, they could not afford to slack off, as they were representing the country. These young dancers had traveled thousands of miles to perform abroad and showcase the essence of Chinese culture; it was a momentous occasion for them, so they were extremely diligent. When Li Lekang was sunbathing, they were rehearsing; when Li Lekang was hosting a yacht bikini party, they were still preparing tirelessly, determined not to make a single mistake.

Because the Miami stop was the overseas debut, the lineup of superstars was immense! The guest list in Judy’s hands was already a long scroll, featuring top singers like Beyoncé and Rihanna, famous movie stars like Downey and DiCaprio, and, from the sports world, the still-mighty LeBron James and the retired but ever-active Shaquille O'Neal, among others. This Miami debut could truly be called a gathering of superstars!

Compared to the previous New York show, this lineup was even more luxurious. This was due to several reasons: Li Lekang’s fame was at its zenith, his strength and status were unshakable, and his capital influence had reached extraordinary levels. LAA now worked for him, and even against Hollywood film studios, the forces behind Li Lekang were not to be underestimated. In such circumstances, many friends were more than willing to give him face. Moreover, the "Flying" show had a stellar reputation in China, appearing in countless news reports, and the five-minute video of the performance had garnered hundreds of millions of views online. Everyone was curious! Could Li Lekang’s "Flying" show conquer the audience on the other side of the ocean? Would it be a powerful brainwashing or a failure due to cultural differences?

This curiosity fueled the creation of this magical show with its star-studded guest list. Although there would be three shows in total, everyone wanted to see it as soon as possible and be the first to experience something fresh. It was the same logic as a movie premiere—you only enjoy it if you see it first; once others post spoilers, the fun is gone. Besides, the stars didn't need to worry about tickets; LAA had invited them directly!

Facing such a luxurious audience, it was impossible for the young dancers not to be nervous. They couldn't be like Li Lekang, who, with the show starting tomorrow, was still playing with water guns with girls today! Li Lekang couldn't argue, because water guns were a game men simply couldn't resist! DiCaprio had been a bad influence on him!

But to digress, under the halo of the superstar lineup, the Miami stop of the "Flying" performance arrived with great fanfare! Outside the American Airlines Arena, the home of the Heat, a long, winding queue formed. Aside from basketball games, this arena was often used for concerts and other events, and it was well-versed in accommodating visitors, with a capacity of 20,000.

Outside, the atmosphere was scorching; inside, it was equally intense. The customary celebrity arrival did not go missing, with a red carpet specifically laid out and many well-known media photographers standing by to capture the scene. Stars who had traveled from afar were happy to make an appearance, as the buzz and attention surrounding Li Lekang’s event were immense. Those who needed exposure naturally showed up in grand style, while those well-established were more low-key. Beyoncé and Bruno Mars didn't need the spotlight, and Rihanna simply wore a mask and hat—she was just there to watch the show.

However, there were also those who were particularly enthusiastic, such as the ever-mischievous Shaquille O'Neal. Just moments ago, he had been arguing with fans about who was better at basketball, him or Li Lekang, even gesturing across the space in a sudden fit of competitive spirit! The media cameras recorded the scene: the big guy charged over the fence like a bison, only to pick the other person up and give him a big kiss, sending the crowd into roars of laughter. It turned out they knew each other and were just putting on a show!

Amidst the playful banter, the audience gradually filled the seats. As the lights dimmed, the long-awaited Chinese "Flying" show welcomed its first overseas stop!

(PS: Four chapters delivered. Also, thanks to my favorite readers like "Hui Sanguo," "Waumao Pingping Wuji," "Yun Juan Yun Shu," "Thepassersby," and others for their tips and support. I always forget to thank you.)