Chapter 628 I gave them two years

"Woo! Woohoo! Woohoo!!"

Conan O'Brien, who looked like he was biting his tie, became even more noisy, shaking his head and hunching his shoulders as if trying to break the rope, gritting his teeth until veins popped out on his forehead.

It gives people the visual impact that he was really tied up and died.

Zhou Yi, who heard the noise, turned his head and happened to meet Conan O'Brien's unwilling eyes. The corners of his mouth suddenly opened, revealing a smile that could be called a villain's: "Wow, look at him, look at Conan with his mouth gagged over there.

"Trust me, you've never been this funny on a show, buddy."

Even those in the audience who had a high sense of humour were amused by Conan O'Brien's look which was mixed with anger and a little resentment.

The original host of the show hasn't said a single word from the beginning to now, and he turned a good talk show into a disaster scene - but the more resentful and painful his expression was, and the more his body struggled, the happier the audience laughed.

As the so-called law of conservation of happiness goes - a smile will not disappear, it will just transfer from one person's face to another.

Others didn't know what was going on, but David Coleman thought he was really like that. He was so happy that even Anne beside him was laughing so hard that she was falling all over. He took the opportunity to put his arm around the woman's shoulders.

At this moment, he was extremely grateful for this unique opening of the show - it was fun and could help him get one step closer to his goal of getting on base.

"Ok, ok. Let's just leave him alone. He doesn't dare to call an ambulance or the police anyway. I'm still safe for now."

After the audience had finished laughing, Zhou Yi pursed his lips and continued the conversation: "After all, I have money and fame. Lots of money, a huge fame, and everyone knows it."

This very meaningful sentence made the scene, which had just taken a break, boil again - the cheers interrupted him several times as he wanted to continue speaking.

After the audience had vented their emotions, Zhou Yi continued with a smile: "Don't cheer for me, friends. I am an outlaw tonight and I represent the evil side. If there are audiences under the age of 18 at the scene or on TV, I think you'd better leave.

"Because evil triumphing over justice is not something that can be seen at this point in time. The FBI is warning you. Do you understand what I mean, huh?"

At some point, a tag appeared in the arms of Conan, who was tied up. The word "Justice" on it was clearly visible, and his expression of satisfaction with his identity was enough to make people laugh.

"Ok, I think some people may be wondering what qualifications I have to replace Conan O'Brien to do this talk show. In fact, it's mainly because I think I can."

Zhou Yi adjusted the cuffs of his suit, then shook his hands and said confidently: "In my hometown of China, there is a saying that goes, where there is a will, there is a way. In fact, I have been adhering to this principle in my work over the years.

"Things like singing and releasing albums, I had never been exposed to them before my debut, but I still did them because I thought I could do them."

The man smiled. “Everyone knows how successful I am, right?”

"Yes!!!"

"Spike you're the best!"

"..."

There was a deliberate pause, and the audience gave excited applause at the right time.

“So, after I became successful in China, the company told me that I had to go overseas and try to break into the American music scene because it was difficult here.

"It is said, just said. It is said that this is the most intense music scene in the world, so the people in the company told me that I have to come here to feel the intensity here.

"But, yes, here I have to say but."

Zhou Yi raised his hand and paused in the air, then pointed at the air with his index finger. He held his head high and looked very puzzled: "But I gave the American music scene two years. After two years, the American music scene still hasn't adapted to my intensity.

"I have to say, I'm disappointed. Before I came here, everyone told me that the American music scene is the most competitive place in the world for musicians, and I have to stay humble. But now, I am the one training them.

"Why?" There was an expression of bewilderment and incomprehension hidden in the tone of voice was unparalleled arrogance.

Zhou Yi, wearing a dark purple patterned suit, stood on the stage with the spotlight shining on him. His indescribable strength and dominance made the whole audience boil in an instant, and the impact of the screams almost broke through the soundproof wall of the recording hall!

"Ahhhh!!!!"

"Spike!"

"Spike!!"

"Spike!!!"

"Spike!!!!"

The chaotic cheers gradually became uniform after just a few seconds. Zhou Yi stood in the center of the stage with his hands in his pockets. His seemingly casual posture was filled with a lofty and arrogant temperament under the lighting, as if he was accepting the cheers of his subjects: Long live the king.

The guests hiding behind the scenes couldn't help but gasp in amazement when they saw this scene, and some even laughed out loud.

After accepting this wave of explosive cheers, Zhou Yi raised his hand and pressed it downwards, raising his eyebrows proudly: "Look, just speaking according to the prompter, who can't do it? This talk show host is much simpler than I thought.

"Of course, I'm not saying that our Mr. Conan is useless. At least he's a family man, likes fitness, has a sense of humor, and doesn't kill people wherever he goes when he travels to Japan - wait, what's going on? I didn't write any of this!"

Directly opposite the stage, a blonde masked lady wearing a red low-cut dress and 7cm silver diamond crystal high heels suddenly had a panic in her tone, and quickly withdrew the small whiteboard she was holding and looked at it: "Sorry sir, I was in a hurry to rush over after knocking out the original inscription person, and forgot to change it."

"Come on, Scarlett, how could you do such a thing? You didn't even take off the mask to disguise yourself. This will implicate the mask manufacturer." Zhou Yi looked helpless.

Scarlett Johansson suddenly realized that she was still wearing the mask she had worn when she committed the crime. She quickly took it off and threw it back, revealing her youthful face.

As she turned around, the wind blew up from both sides of the venue, and her red skirt blossomed as she half-turned and flew her mask, creating a sexy illusion of Marilyn Monroe.

"Ohhhhhhhh!!!"

No one expected that Scarlett Johansson, who became a goddess of literature and art in Hollywood last year with the movie "Lost in Translation", would appear on the scene in this way. More than 90% of the male audiences on the scene howled uncontrollably!

In Hollywood, where LGBTQ+ was not yet popular, blonde actresses with beautiful faces and figures like Scarlett Johansson were standard Hollywood star girls.

"Yes, we actually worked as a gang. That poor guy with the prompter is probably still dating Marilyn Monroe in his dreams." After winking playfully at the camera, Scarlett Johansson raised her hand and moved the camera that was filming herself away, and pointed it at a man sitting on a chair with his eyes closed not far away.

Obviously, he was the second victim of this game.

Zhou Yi gestured in the direction of the live band, then raised one hand and said loudly: "Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my assistant tonight, the heroine of Lost in Translation, the goddess of literature and art in my mind - Scarlett Johansson!"

The band immediately played a passionate entrance music, and Scarlett Johansson, wearing high heels, turned around and waved to the audience, then stood aside obediently, really acting as an assistant.

"No, no, no, where's the band leader? Where's the captain? What's going on? Scarlett is not a guest, you shouldn't give her an entrance music, it doesn't need to be so exciting, understand?"

After kissing Scarlett, Zhou Yi turned around and started to attack the live band: "Captain, you are also fired, get out."

The bearded band leader could only shrug helplessly. Before he could speak, an Asian female face suddenly appeared from under the table. The moment she stood up, her long hair swayed smoothly. She sat down in the seat vacated by the captain, holding her guitar. The former was stunned -

Before he could come to his senses, several men in black, wrapped in black, came over, grabbed his arms and pulled him out.

"Elva, from now on you are my new band director."

(End of this chapter)

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