Chapter 432 The Magic of a Madman

He has no obsession with winning awards, and he doesn't need these so-called European and American awards to recognize and elevate himself.

He is only interested in sales.

So what if they criticize him?

The Brit Awards have a lot of complaints in the UK, and he is not the only one who is criticized.

And judging from the fact that the Brit Awards listed him and said that they were spreading rumors to belittle his lack of musicality, it is probably that they put him and Eminem together to accompany the runner-up and elevate him.

Then there is no need to be polite when they criticize him.

"Besides, I didn't say anything."

Zhou Yi had a sly smile on his face: "If they are willing to give it to me next year, I will go to the scene, so there is no need to watch it?"

"If you say that, it would be strange if they are willing to give it to you. The British are petty and have the same grudges as the Americans." Qian Jiang couldn't hold it back.

Do you really think that the old scholars in the UK have no temper?

"It doesn't matter. Hold high the banner of freedom of speech and be an uncrowned king in the UK. I can just make money by selling sales." Zhou Yi didn't care about it at all, and even felt a little eager to try.

He never won an award in the UK, but his sales were among the top few every year. Isn't this another way to go down in history?

He can also go back to China to sell his misery and be discriminated against.

After all, his base has always been in China, and all his career foundations have always been in China.

The crying child gets the milk, which is a universal truth.

"..."

Qian Jiang, who was hesitant to speak, finally swallowed the words that had already come to his lips.

It must be said that he had a deep impression of the UK. After all, it was part of his childhood memory. When he mentioned the UK, he subconsciously had a concept of paying attention.

But Zhou Yi's indifference from the bottom of his heart made him a little awakened from a dream-

Yes, what use are those trophies of the foreigners to Ayi himself?

Isn't it enough to sell high sales?

Facts have proved that this trick is quite effective.

On the morning of February 17, US time, newspapers and magazines such as the New York Times, Vanity Fair, and the Los Angeles Times fully reported on the impromptu interview Zhou Yi accepted when he got off the plane.

And they also released the whole interview.

The British media, which has always been a father and son with the United States, was immediately stirred up.

The Sun, known as the "King of Gossip", dug out Zhou Yi's romantic affairs with models in the UK at the first time, and pointed the finger at the Brit Awards.

As the publicity ambassador of Arsenal Football Club, Zhou Yi has many loyal fans who have completely opened up the market in the UK with the closing ceremony of the World Cup, thanks to the good cooperation last year and the beautiful results of Arsenal under Wenger.

"That arrogant guy is back" - UK, "Daily Mail".

"Sales speak, please reflect on the British music scene" - UK, "Metro".

"Reject racial discrimination, music has no borders" - London Evening Standard, UK

"..."

With the foundation laid by football, the surging public opinion caused by one sentence made the entire Brit Awards jury numb.

Since the establishment of this award, they have seen thorns, but Zhou Yi is the first one who doesn't even pretend.

Aren't Chinese people very tactful?

Where is your tact? Your euphemism? Your humility?

Bullshit!

If you don't give it to you this time, won't you say good things and try harder next time? !

What if we are satisfied with it and give it to you next time? !

The Grammy jury is also a little panicked now - this kind of thing really doesn't hide anything when there is something wrong.

The main banner is still the tone that they have always advocated in the European and American world: freedom of speech.

"I like you!"

"Hey, Spike, I agree with your evaluation of the Brit Awards, it's a bunch of shit!"

"Oh, God, why did I meet such a charming man like you, can you give me your contact information? Spike, I'm a model, preparing to sprint to Victoria's Secret..."

On Zhou Yi's personal blog, many people became active again after he arrived in the United States.

Netizens who were celebrating with the reports of major newspapers went to leave messages under Zhou Yi's blog, which had been basically untouched in the past - and surprisingly, Zhou Yi actually logged into his account and replied -

Of course, he only replied to the prospective Victoria's Secret female model who wanted his contact information: "Really, look at the legs?"

As a result, within a minute, he deleted his message and posted a new blog post the next second: "Sorry everyone, my agent was running my blog just now, and now I have taken control back."

And accompanied it with a hand-drawn yellow funny emoticon package.

In this era when Internet surfing emoticons are still immature, once this emoticon hand-drawn by Zhou Yi himself appeared, the impact it brought to his fans can be imagined——

"???"

"You picked out the female model who said she was going to Victoria's Secret among tens of thousands of messages, and now you tell me it was your agent who did it?"

"You are worthy of it, Spike."

"Fuck! Zhou Yi is awesome! Is he so open when he flirts with girls?!"

"Why do I want to laugh more and more at this expression?"

"Isn't Spike a domineering person? Why does he feel so funny?"

"Bullshit! This is called humor!"

"..."

In the hotel, Zhou Yi closed the thick and heavy laptop, turned his head and looked at Qian Jiang who was stunned, smiled and patted his shoulder: "How about it, isn't this discussion going to a higher level?"

It's not impossible to be arrogant, but it's easy to overdo it.

At this time, creating an image that is easy to form a contrast can make you leave a more three-dimensional image in the European and American world-although young and frivolous, it is not without a down-to-earth point.

After all, people who are too perfect are often like foundations hanging in the air, which always makes people feel unreal, whether in Europe, America or China.

Appropriate exposure of some insignificant "stupid and cute" operations will make it easier to attract passers-by, easier to retain fans, and easier to give people a sense of closeness.

And this requires Zhou Yi himself to take action.

Of course, the most direct result of doing so is that Zhou Yi will continue to be surrounded by crazy reporters when he is invited to participate in a Coca-Cola event next time-

"Spike! What do you mean by "look at the legs" in your personal blog? Have you contacted the model?"

"Spike, what do you think of those who refute your sensational remarks?"

"Spike..."

This time, Zhou Yi, who was not wearing sunglasses, smiled when he heard the words: "Just scold, it's just a dog barking. I am who I am. I come with all my strengths and weaknesses, and I will not change."

"??? ”

“Is that a bit too much, Spike?”

“I don’t think so.”

Zhou Yi shook his head: “It’s like I was driving a convertible through the United States, but there were a group of dogs barking on the roadside. You clearly saw those dogs barking, but my convertible kept moving forward.”

“…Then what do you think of Eminem?”

Zhou Yi smiled brightly: “I think Eminem should be one of those crazy voyeurs. They like to observe others and always use large-caliber telescopes at home to spy on other people’s lives. I think this is why he keeps talking about me.”