Domination in America, Starting from being a Boxing Champion

"How do I look?"

On Hollywood Boulevard, inside the star image management studio, Link spread his hands out and asked Taylor on the other side.

He was dressed in a Dior tailored herringbone suit with a black narrow tie and a platinum wristwatch on his wrist. Paired with his chiseled cheeks and tall, upright figure, he looked fashionably elegant yet valuable.

"You look so handsome, dear. You're definitely the most handsome man in the world."

Taylor, wearing a chiffon gown, sat in front of the mirror, letting the makeup artist apply makeup to her face as she admired Link's figure through the mirror and praised him.

"Haha, my dear, you also look very, very beautiful today. I bet there's no one at the Grammy Awards who can compare to you."

Link looked into the mirror at Taylor's delicate cheeks. Even without makeup, they were rosy and tender, clear and translucent, like ripe cherries, making someone irresistibly want to take a bite.

"Mua!"

Taylor lifted her hand and blew Link a kiss.

"Enough, you two!"

Lady Andrea scowled, looking at them discontentedly, "The award ceremony is about to start. Can you please be serious? Do you want to be late to the Grammy ceremony?"

"Mom, don't worry, we're performance guests, not award recipients. It's okay if we're a little late."

Taylor waved her hand nonchalantly, her face always wearing a sweet smile because she was in a good mood.

Lady Andrea sighed helplessly, feeling that her daughter had been led astray by Link. Last year, when she heard they were attending the Grammy Awards, she was so excited that she couldn't sleep and started preparing three days in advance. But today?

One hour before the start of the award ceremony.

She called her assistant Emily to ask if Taylor had left yet. The answer she got was that they hadn't left; the two were still in the bedroom doing shameful things and had completely forgotten about the afternoon ceremony.

At the time, she was almost faint with anger. It was daytime, how could they...

That's just indecent.

Taylor used to be so ladylike...

It's all Link's fault!

Lady Andrea glanced at Link, the prime culprit, and felt she should have a talk with him when the time was right.

"Are you ready?"

Lady Mandy entered, pushing the door open. "The car is here."

"Wait a bit longer. The two of them don't take the Grammys seriously at all."

Lady Andrea snorted coldly.

"That also shows they're in a good state of mind."

Lady Mandy joked.

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In early March, the 51st Grammy Music Awards ceremony took place at the Beverly Hilton Hotel in Los Angeles, United States.

The Grammy Awards, along with the Oscars for film, the Emmys for television, and the Tonys for theatre, are collectively known as the four major annual entertainment awards in the United States.

The Grammy Awards are for all records released in the United States from October of the previous year to the end of September of the current year. Artists or record companies submit their entries, and upon successful registration, the committee classifies the works according to their musical attributes.

After two rounds of voting by the selection committee, the winners of the 'Album of the Year' and various other awards are chosen from the five nominees in each category.

Link's record came out at the beginning of this year, missing the deadline for this year's Grammys. Taylor's second album also didn't make it in time, so neither received a nomination. However, both were invited by the organizers as performance guests to participate in this Grammy Music Awards ceremony.

At the ceremony, Link performed the popular song "Despacito."

Before going on stage, he didn't feel much, as there had been rehearsals, and everything had gone smoothly.

But when it was time to truly perform, he was singing and dancing with the backup dancers when his eyes suddenly caught sight of the audience below.

Celine Dion, Mariah Carey, Jenny Jackson, members of Linkin Park, members of Coldplay, Kanye West, Jay-Z, Beyonce, Adele, Britney, Lady Gaga, and so on, four to five hundred of the world's top singers at present.

Being watched by these people, Link almost lost his composure, but luckily not many in the audience understood Spanish, and after singing two words wrong, he quickly adjusted himself back on track.

After returning backstage, Link thanked the backup dancers and chatted a few words with the soon-to-go-on-stage Taylor before he went back to the front audience seating.

He was a singer invited to attend the awards ceremony, not nominated, and his seat was in the middle toward the back.

"Hey! Link, you just sang two words wrong."

Hearing someone greet him in Spanish, he glanced over and saw Latin music queen Shakira, the Latina singer with the highest album sales in the world at present, whose 2010 song 'Waka Waka' for the South Africa World Cup made her famous all over the world.

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Link didn't expect her to point it out directly, and said somewhat embarrassedly, "Yes, I was a bit nervous just now."

"It's okay, you sang really well."

Shakira gave a characteristic smile, bright red lips with white teeth, exuding the warm and hearty passion of a Latin woman.

Link thought about how his song was more popular in Latin regions than her new song 'She Wolf' and felt that she was probably teasing him, so he nodded his head and continued to walk forward.

"Hey!!"

He heard another "hey," although compared to Shakira's, this voice sounded very rough and impolite. Link decided not to respond and continued to walk down the aisle.

"Hey! Link Baker, you owe Kanye an apology."

Someone shouted.

Link glanced over, and where the light was poor, save for a few pairs of big white eyeballs and big white teeth, everything else was pitch-dark. It was unclear who was talking.

This was the seating area for rap groups and rappers, all of whom were black.

The air was also filled with the spicy scent characteristic of black people; Link touched his nose,

"Sorry, who are you?"

"F*ck! Lil, did this kid say he doesn't recognize you?"

"Is this kid definitely picking a fight?"

"Should we hit him?"

A few of the black singers rolled up their sleeves and talked trash.

"Shut up!"

A white man in front turned around and advised, "Are you guys idiots? He's the world boxing champion, Tyson couldn't even beat him, you want to fight him?" Find your next adventure on empire

The black guys immediately quieted down, staring with big white eyeballs at each other.

Seeing the person who spoke was the famous rapper Eminem, Link nodded at him and took a seat in the row in front.

He looked at his seat: the row in front of him was Coldplay, with seven nominations, and further ahead were the award presenters Celine Dion, Justin Timberlake, Amy Winehouse, and behind him were Eminem, 50 Cent.

To his left was Lady Gaga with her long silver hair and bright red lips, and beside Miss Gaga was Katy Perry in her busty outfit, dressed in a green sequined long gown.

To his right was Taylor's seat, and further to the right was a plump female singer with luxuriant hair, the future British pop star Adele Adkins.

This row was mostly filled with new singers who had made a mark on the world music scene over the last year.

Sitting among these people, Link felt a great deal of pressure.