The craziest little artist ever

Chapter 184 I'm Late, Please Apologize!

On the Chinese side, the title is even simpler and cruder - China's top class conquers the peninsula.

Without any substantive content, just a strange fan pick-up incident, this kind of news is purely to trick Zhou Le, no matter in China or South Korea, people hate it, fortunately, Zhou Le has never been afraid of being hacked.

After sending away the girl fans, only the fan leaders from the five districts remained.

An English-speaking female fan leader asked Zhou Le in a low voice if he needed to find some of the most heartfelt and beautiful female fans to get close to him, such as instilling positive energy to help them become better.

The other fan leaders also looked over. If the idol needs it, they will take care of things. This is the best benefit.

Zhou Le scolded them very seriously: "...Every one of you is a unique and lovely woman with flesh and blood and soul in my eyes. You are not anyone's appendages, including me. Think about what I teach you. What you do, the last siege and the airport blockade this time. I don’t need you to make any sacrifices for me. What I care about is how to make you a better version of yourself! To become better, Instead of falling!"

The fan leaders bowed their heads in shame. They have such organizational skills because they used to be fans of other idols, but they just defected here. Therefore, they are still doing things according to the preferences of those South Korean idols.

did not expect……

He is really so honest, Leshen came to South Korea not to make money, the announcement fee is not as half as that of Zhonghua, he is not to make fame, Chinese fans are more than the entire population of South Korea, he is just for us...to save us!
Ah!
A man as bright as God! !
"Apologize!"

Zhou Le pointed at the fan leader and said.

The female fan immediately apologized: "I'm sorry Zhou Le."

Zhou Le: "I'm not apologizing to me, I'm apologizing to myself! Why did you come up with such evil thoughts? I'm so disappointed, obviously you are so beautiful in my eyes."

The female fan immediately apologized to herself, scolded herself, and expressed that she would never dare again.

I was so moved that I burst into tears, he said that I was so beautiful in his eyes...

Zhou Le waved his hand: "Let's go too! Remember, you must aspire to be a self-reliant, self-reliant, and confident woman! Each of you is unique, just like the stars in the sky, none of them are the same, you are me Star Smecta."

The fans walked away with support, turning back three times at each step, crying until Lihua was hoarse with the rain.

Axi~ He really, I cried to death...

After scolding away some of the most loyal dog fans, Zhou Le waved to the media reporters in the distance.

Sister Coke couldn't help complaining: "I thought you were crazy enough before, but I didn't expect you to be restrained all the time... You play so hard!"

Zhou Le looked righteous: "Nonsense! I pew them, and I really want to make them better."

Coke wanted to say something, but the reporters had already rushed over, so she just kept her mouth shut and was going to be an interpreter.

The reporters chattered and asked, and Coke didn't know whose question to translate.

Zhou Le said: "Tell them, if there is anything, the reporter will ask questions at eight o'clock in the morning. Now I'm going to the hotel for breakfast. They can't afford the interview fee, so they have no right to stop me. My time is very expensive."

Coke translated every word.

The South Korean reporters were all angry, what's the attitude of this kid?As a young artist, when you meet veteran journalists, you should at least bow and call them seniors, right?He actually stood up straight with his hands in his pockets, and still didn't accept our interview?assi~
There are a few female reporters whose eyes are shining, such arrogant handsome guys, is this the romantic style of Chinese characters?

Zhou Le ignored them, pushed aside the surrounding reporters and walked out. Dozens of reporters could not stop Zhou Le at all. He pushed aside the reporters like a plowshare, and walked out swaggeringly.

When we arrived at the hotel, it was almost 07:30, and the assistant Jin sent by SBS TV quickly arranged for Zhou Le to have breakfast.

"I want to eat soy milk, fried dough sticks, xiaolongbao and steamed dumplings."

Zhou Le glanced at the rice and kimchi on the table in the room, with a look of disgust, he directly ordered Assistant Jin to make him a Chinese breakfast.

Assistant Jin wiped the sweat off his face, bowed and retreated, and then called someone to go to the Chinese breakfast shop to buy.

After a while, Zhou Le had soy milk, deep-fried dough sticks and steamed dumplings, but he couldn't find any Xiaolongbao. Assistant Jin lowered his head in shame.

Zhou Le told him: "There is no need to blame yourself at all. I appreciate your efficiency, but I hope to have Xiaolongbao tomorrow morning."

Assistant Jin: "Absolutely no problem! That's right, it's almost eight o'clock..."

Zhou Le ate fried dough sticks slowly: "Notify over there, the press conference will be delayed for half an hour."

Assistant Jin was surprised: "Huh? Well, our artists are usually very punctual. Being late is a very shameful thing and requires a deep apology..."

Zhou Le: "Got it! If I'm late, they will apologize."

Assistant Jin: "..."

He called the station and asked for instructions. It said that the status of Chinese artists is much higher than that of South Korean artists. Therefore, he said to postpone it, so he should postpone it, and told the media not to care about his late behavior, let alone make him apologize.

Zhou Le's notoriety is well-known even in Bangzi Country.

In the small hall of the hotel, the South Korean reporters were already in a hurry, chattering loudly.It's past eight o'clock, but the Chinese artist didn't show up. Instead, the staff of SBS TV unilaterally announced the postponement of the interview. This is too disrespectful and very rude!
Some of these reporters had been waiting here early in the morning, and some followed them from the hotel. They were all very angry.

At 08:30, Zhou Le finally appeared in a cooler suit.

Zhou Le walked into the small hall with one hand in his pocket, walked directly to the stage, picked up the microphone, and said in English, "Quiet! Are you South Korean reporters of this quality? You were the ones blocking me at the airport, and the loud voices at the interview site It’s still you guys. Sit down and cooperate with the interview, my time is very expensive.”

The reporters are stunned, you are so late!Are you still training us?

A reporter with freckles took the microphone from the staff and stood up to chatter.

Zhou Le: "Please speak English or Chinese, or other common languages ​​of the United Nations."

The freckled reporter switches to English: "You're already late."

Zhou Le nodded: "Yes! I'm late, please apologize to me!"

Freckle reporter: "..."

Never seen such a brazen person.

Zhou Le: "You guys blocked me at the airport for half an hour. If it wasn't for this half hour, I would have finished sending off fans one by one, and I would have had time to attend this press conference. Your amateurism makes me very angry! The airport is for interviews. Occasion? Will it not disturb other passengers? Will it not affect the order of the airport? Even my fans know to exit the airport and help the airport maintain order. You, a group of adults who are deeply involved in the workplace, are far inferior to that group of cute child!"

The reporters were dumbfounded. Although his logic was weird, there was still some truth to it.

They became even more angry, but they couldn't refute it, because...

There is no microphone.

Zhou Le continued to output: "And now, I am late because of your harassment, and you are still making noise in the venue. This is a great disrespect to the artists, and it is an insult to your own profession. Especially when facing foreign artists When the time came, you shamed the whole of South Korea!"

Whoever you love, I will label you first!
Anyway, when you meet Zhou Le, no matter what happens, you should review yourself first.

Finally, Zhou Le asked the reporter with freckles again: "When I came in, I saw you stepping on the chair and making a lot of noise. Do you think your behavior is decent?"

Freckles hesitated for a moment, then bowed: "Send the crime to Hami~"

Zhou Le sat down: "I'll take it as your apology, start the interview now, remember, don't ask nonsense, my time is very expensive."

“My time is very expensive!”

Zhou Le looked down at the sticks and emphasized it again.

The reporters were angry, but also a little guilty. This man was different from all South Korean idols. Even Quan Zhilong and Ma Xidong didn't have such a domineering attitude.

There was no trace of modesty in this Chinese singer, and he even seemed very rude. You must know that South Korean artists bow to the audience before being interviewed. This guy actually scolded the reporter and then sat down directly.

Under the auspices of Assistant Jin, the interview finally started, and the reporters endured their dissatisfaction and began to ask questions.

"May I ask Zhou Le, what made you decide to come to SBS TV to hold a live concert? We know this is your first concert! It's not in China."

"Look for you to practice your hands, and I will show my compatriots a better stage effect later."

"Is it a bit sorry for the fans in South Korea when you say that? You are here to practice?"

"It's a great honor for them to let me practice, because they can witness my growth with their own eyes. If you don't believe me, you can go and interview them. My South Korean female fans are the cutest group of people in the peninsula. They are polite, humble, beautiful and confident. , have quality, they will not be angry because of this, they will only love me. Next!"

Another reporter.

"In terms of pop music, South Korea is much ahead of China. For so many years, South Korea has been sending high-quality idols to China, such as Han Lu, Huang Taozi, Zhang Xingyi, etc. May I ask, do you think your original music is competitive in South Korea?"

"There is an old saying in South Korea that a lazy man will die of thirst even if he leans against a well. It is like you. Since you want to interview me for my report, you should get to know me and my music in advance. , you can still ask this kind of question, then I advise you not to be an entertainment reporter."

"Mr. Zhou, I admire your self-confidence, but excessive self-confidence is arrogance. Our Korean Entertainment has a super musical genius like Zhilong... Have you heard of his works?"

"Never heard of it, next one."

There was silence at the scene, how dare you say that you have never heard of Inu Zhilong on the soil of South Korea?

That is the national idol of all South Korea, an Asian superstar!

Now, the reporters are no longer angry, but angry, hugely angry, feeling that Zhou Le is humiliating the whole of South Korea.

Assistant Jin began to wipe his sweat again, and reminded Zhou Le to pay attention to his speech in unfamiliar Chinese.

Zhou Le ignored him and called another reporter.

It was a female reporter wearing glasses. As soon as she stood up, she sprayed furiously: "Zhou Le! Your words and deeds made me unbearable and made the whole of South Korea indignant. You must apologize for your words and deeds just now! Zhilong is our national treasure. Idols are not something you can humiliate, I believe even your fans can't accept it..."

Zhou Le waved his hand: "I really haven't listened to his songs, and I don't plan to listen to them in the future! Is it hard to accept that he didn't humiliate anyone? I don't know any of the top singers in Japan, and I don't listen to their songs. I don’t listen to Hong Kong and Taiwan songs, and I still haven’t heard pop songs from Europe, America and China. Is this insulting?”

The female reporter was unconvinced: "Impossible! You are a music creator and have written many songs. It is impossible not to listen to music."

Zhou Le: "Who told you that I don't listen to music anymore? I just don't listen to pop songs, they will interfere with my creation and lower my level. I usually listen to Mozart, Chopin, Beethoven, Tchaikovs Key, Bach... recently there are Elton John, Andre Bocelli, Kitaro, Richard Clayderman, Robert Wells and so on."

The female reporter is stupid, I have heard of the previous ones, but who are the latter ones?
Zhou Le continued to pretend: "My favorite is "In the Palace of the Troll" by Robert Wells, which can be called a subversive epic masterpiece. The beautiful piano sound blends with the deep and dignified momentum of the symphony orchestra, jazz The cordial and graceful rhythm of the band and the straightforward and strong emotions of the rock band form a unique style, leading the audience to shuttle between fanaticism and tranquility, feeling the gap between rock and classical... What's wrong? You haven't heard of him music?"

Facing Zhou Le's direct gaze, the female reporter said, "We don't listen to niche music..."

Zhou Le: "Sister, he is the pride of the Kingdom of Sweden. You say he is a niche musician? Robert is the only musician in the world who has won both piano and composition awards at the same time."

The female reporter was so ashamed that she was embarrassed on the spot.

If Zhilong is the national idol of South Korea, then Robert Wells is the national treasure master of Sweden, you don’t even know it.

Who is insulting people?
"He once cheered for Beijing's Olympic bid all over the world, and improvised a song "Moon in China" on the Great Wall, which has now become a repertoire on his world tour concert. His status, fame and talent are far away Long and me, and you don’t know him? Well, I suggest Brother Zhilong to listen to Robert Wells’ music, I’m sure he will like it! Next.”

The reporters took turns asking questions, and the questions became more gentle, and they no longer dared to ask tricky ones.

Zhou Le used his powerful aura and extremely professional music knowledge to make them lower their arrogant heads, at least they did not dare to provoke Zhou Le in person.

The press conference was very successful.

but……

After the news is processed and then released on TV stations and websites, it completely changes its taste, as you can tell from the headline:
China's moon is rounder than South Korea's!
Arrogance from China: I haven't heard Zhilong, and I don't intend to listen to his songs.

Zhou Le: Coming to South Korea to hold a concert is just a rehearsal!
He abused our children and humiliated our national idol.

The whole people boycott... Zhou Le go back to China!

Arriving late, refusing to apologize, arrogant Chinese superstar is disgusting.

A lazy man will die of thirst even if he leans against the well... Zhou Le studies South Korean proverbs hard to please South Korea.

some type of.

Soon, there was a huge wave on South Korea's small Internet, and countless ordinary South Koreans joined the ranks of cursing Zhou Le. For a foreigner, you don't need to understand the reason at all, just scold him.

And Zhou Le's South Korean female fans, who stayed up all night without waking up, began to clarify again.

They widely disseminated the real news in the school, posted all the interview content cut off by the media, and then posted it on the Internet. They did not curse, were very rational, and did not quarrel with others.

The leaders of the five districts have issued the latest order from God Zhou Le, prohibiting fans from swearing and quarreling, and chasing stars rationally.

In addition, it doesn't matter how many people scold you, because there will be a big reversal in the afternoon.

The female fans' overly gentle explanations and expansions made other idol fans laugh at them, saying that they are weak and incompetent, and they don't even have the ability to help their idols quarrel and swear.

Zhou Le's female fans suppressed their anger and replied... There will be a big reversal in the afternoon.

This sentence is all over the Internet, and it once again attracted ridicule from the crowd.

Your idols are about to be scolded to get out of South Korea, and reversed?He offended Zhilong!It even insulted all South Koreans, how could it be reversed?

It's not to blame for their exaggeration. Bangzi was not very careful at first, and his inferiority complex caused him to be particularly sensitive to his self-esteem.

Zhou Le will definitely be scolded by them if he doesn't know Zhilong.

However, Zhou Le doesn't care.

He went to the training hall of SBS TV station to rehearse the concert songs. When he arrived, Yang Mi, Liu Huaxian and Han Lu were already there, and they were with the band invited from Shonan TV, which is the royal team of Kuainan Heshan A musician under the teacher's hand.

They knew that Zhou Le had caused trouble, and they asked worriedly.

Zhou Le picked up the guitar and played with it: "It doesn't matter! It will be fine in the afternoon, come on, let's start rehearsing, practice the chorus songs first, and then practice my solo singing when I have time, and go through the five chorus songs..."

After practicing for two hours, Zhou Le left at 11:30, and the others continued to practice.

Sister Coke took Zhou Le and left the SBS TV station by car. Zhou Le ate crisp noodles and drank Coke and asked Coke, "Did you bring the chili noodles?"

Coke handed Zhou Le a small bag of plastic-sealed chili noodles: "Don't eat chili this time, right? I'm not familiar with the other party after all."

Zhou Le: "Why are you not familiar? We are very familiar, but we have never met."

Coke rolled his eyes.

Assistant Jin from the TV station was still accompanying him throughout the journey, and kept wiping his sweat in the car. Because he was nervous, he felt suffocated just thinking about the people he was about to meet next.

That is a well-known existence on the South Korean rich list, the chaebol among the chaebols...

Not long after, the car stopped at an art center.

A beautiful secretary wearing a black suit and skirt uniform greeted Zhou Le, and took Zhou Le and others to the lower floor of the Art Center, which is South Korea's Samsung Michelin GAON.

While leading the way, the beautiful secretary introduced in fluent Chinese: "The floor tiles of this restaurant are produced by the well-known Guangzhou Kiln. The president said that he hopes Chinese tiles can make you feel relaxed..."

Soon, a group of people came to an independent luxury private room of Michelin, in which stood several waiters, several mysterious uniform brothers, and a photographer with a Hasselblad camera.

The president was not there.

Zhou Le was guided to sit down. Coke and Assistant Jin stood not far behind Zhou Le. They couldn't sit down together.

Assistant Jin wiped his sweat and laughed with him, and Coke was also a little apprehensive. After all, today this woman is much higher in rank than Fan Shuangshuang.

The waiter brought a pre-dinner drink, which was green.

Zhou Le: "Could it be bitter melon juice?"

The beautiful secretary's smile was very comfortable: "No, it's vasone juice."

Zhou Le took a sip: "It's quite rare to use succulents to make drinks. The taste is not bad, and it tastes like green bananas."

Then came the appetizer, sea urchin with South Korean caviar.

Zhou Le didn't eat, and swiped his phone for a while.

About 3 minutes later, the beautiful secretary reminded that the president is coming.

Zhou Le put away his mobile phone and stood up, walked to the door, and saw a beautiful mature woman with shoulder-length wavy curly hair walking in. She was dressed in a suit and looked very capable. Not only did she have a beautiful face, but she also had a very graceful figure. About 1.7 meters tall, with small high heels, she looks like a model.

The young woman had a smile on her face and her eyes were crooked: "Zhou Le!"

Very broken Chinese.

Zhou Le stretched out his right hand first, and offered a hand kiss very gentlemanly.

Click, click, click~
The queen photographer of the female president started work.

Then, Zhou Le let go of her little hand and greeted in English: "It's a great honor to receive your lunch invitation. Such a high-end restaurant must be full, right?"

Li Fuzhen covered his mouth with a smile, and replied in English: "If you are not full, then I will buy this restaurant and let the chef make sure you are full!"

Zhou Le opened the chair for her to sit down, and then turned back to sit on the opposite side. Although this so-called etiquette was fake, Zhou Le understood it.

"That's not necessary. If we are not full, let's go to another restaurant and have another meal. I invite you."

"The top class in China is rich, and they actually want to invite me to dinner."

"I'm afraid my sister won't like what I invite."

"What are you going to treat me to?"

“South Korean Grilled Pork Belly!”

"I eat."

"Okay, then you order less big meals and save some stomach."

"You really want to invite me to dinner?"

"Of course it's true. I'm famous for being generous, especially when it comes to beauties."

The two chatted, not familiar but not completely unfamiliar.

Before coming to South Korea, Zhou Le knew that it was Li Fuzhen who spent money to promote his trip to South Korea, and also knew that Li Fuzhen was his fan. Zhou Le consolidates his position in South Korea.

Faced with such an invitation, Zhou Le couldn't refuse, and there was no need to refuse, just a special fan.

It was also for this reason that Zhou Le was not afraid of offending the South Korean media at all, because as soon as the news that he and Li Fuzhen had dinner together was announced, those media would immediately slap themselves and start licking Zhou Le.

In South Korea, chaebols are the ancestors.

Li Fuzhen ordered a good dish and looked at Zhou Le curiously.

Zhou Le was not afraid, he looked at her and began to look at her breasts, with a righteous smile on his face.

too thin!

Older age is second, and the third princess is well maintained. She looks to be in her early thirties, but she is too thin, and she looks panicked.

Li Fuzhen is very keen: "I see some dislike in your eyes."

Zhou Le nodded: "Yes, I don't like women who are too thin. It makes me think that she doesn't care about her body. In fact, proper fat can show a woman's femininity."

Li Fuzhen smiled: "Your nonsense can't fool me, I can see through you."

Zhou Le raised his eyebrows: "Do you think I'm afraid of being seen through by you?"

Li Fuzhen leaned back slightly on the back of the chair, with a calm expression and a stable mood. This kind of person is a completely different species from ordinary people, and her rank is much higher than Zhou Le. She just smiled slightly: "You are very different, you are not interested in money. desire."

Zhou Le smiled: "Then you can see what I have desires for? I know, you can see it."

Li Fuzhen tapped his fingers on the table: "I heard that you have invested in Character Beat? As a spokesperson? Is their new product very attractive?"

Zhou Le thought for a while and said, "More attractive than you."

In the back, Coke was beating drums in his heart. Although he was not afraid of offending the female president, he always felt that it was unnecessary.

Assistant Jin was sweating profusely, his shirt was soaked, and he couldn't even wipe it off in a hurry.

People like Li Fuzhen will not be easily influenced by emotions. Besides, Zhou Le's frivolity will not offend her, but make her very happy: "You don't love money, but you also find that project very attractive, which shows that it is true. Not bad. Alright, let’s start eating, don’t get too full, there’s another game.”

The steak arrived, medium rare.

(End of this chapter)