Chapter 298: It's All Xia Qila, The Treatment is Worlds Apart

"Honestly, I absolutely love this album by Spike!"

On her personal blog, Xia Qila, the Latin American diva who made her name in the American music scene last year with her debut English album, spared no praise for Zhou Yi: "In this album, I see Spike's attitude toward life and his perspective on the multifaceted nature of things.

"He is playing, using music to express everything he observes in the human world.

"I love him; I love these eyes of his that are so good at observing;

"I am jealous of him; I am also jealous of these eyes of his that are so good at observing!

"Of course, the only thing that makes me feel somewhat comforted is that although Spike has very high dance talent, his dancing is currently clearly not as good as mine.

"If you are willing, I can guest as your dance teacher and help you improve your dance skills anytime.

"Baby, you know, Yeah!"

This pun-laden closing remark made Xia Qila's fans, who regard her as a diva in the Latin American region, all astonished by her praise.

Before this, she had never been so attentive to someone else's album on her personal blog.

Many fans immediately recalled that during the World Music Awards ceremony earlier, Xia Qila had been rumored to have a romance with Zhou Yi, and even paparazzi had photographed them eating together in a hotel restaurant.

"Fuck! Could it be that this damn Spike really has something going on with Xia Qila?!"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"Don't forget Xia Qila has a boyfriend!"

"Is there a possibility that Xia Qila and her boyfriend are currently in a breakup period?

"Don't forget she had a huge fight with her boyfriend last year, and because of a dispute caused by her boyfriend's father in Argentina, her record lost a sales channel in the US. Because of her boyfriend's family's behavior, that record store announced a ban on selling Xia Qila's records."

"..."

After posting on her personal blog the personally signed English album that Zhou Yi had given her in advance, Xia Qila's praise directly added another topic to Zhou Yi, who was already full of controversy.

Zhou Yi, who flew to New York with his team the night after the World Cup ended and began promoting on radio stations on July 1st after resting to adjust to the time difference, was already famous for controversy in the US.

Although the football atmosphere in the US is not particularly strong, quite a few people have heard the English version of "Waka Waka," and with the bombardment in other countries and regions, even the stupidest person can hum a few lines, let alone the outstanding performance at the World Cup.

Without comparison, there is no harm.

The bland and tasteless performances arranged by the Japanese and Korean football associations directly made Zhou Yi look godlike!

"Spike, can you tell us what price you paid to get Xia Qila to campaign for you so hard?"

"Of course, because she is my good friend. After listening to my new album, she was so excited she was on the verge of crying and begging me to let her help promote the album."

On "The Conan Show," Zhou Yi, appearing on this stage for the second time, received more preferential treatment and more cheers than last time, and there was no need to buy fans to fill the seats anymore.

Facing the host's question with a mischievous smile, Zhou Yi shrugged helplessly: "I said it wasn't necessary; after all, my songs would sell out even without promotion.

"But she disagreed. She said if I didn't agree to let her promote this album for me, she would headbutt a piece of tofu, leaving me with no dishes for dinner that night."

"... Your relationship is really good."

The host Conan joked with a laugh: "Are you sure you won't have any dishes to eat?"

"In fact, I solemnly declare that Xia Qila and I are just good friends."

"Well, but as far as I know, you seem to have quite a few female good friends, Spike. You know, I mean not just in Asia."

"Maybe it's because I'm handsome."

Zhou Yi stroked his chin with one hand, facing the camera with full self-awareness: "I have always been very self-aware; look, even the audience has more female fans."

"Spike! Come to my house tonight! My sisters and I will treat you to a meal! We'll be friends too!"

In the audience, a bold redhead woman wearing a figure-hugging T-shirt and high-waisted jeans shouted out loudly.

As her words fell, the blonde, brunette, and black-haired women with big waves, who made up more than half the audience, all raised their hands and waved, screaming in unison, creating a quite spectacular scene.

"Of course, just contact my manager later to get in line."

Saying this, Zhou Yi actually borrowed a pen from the host, wrote down a contact number, tore the paper off, folded it into a paper airplane, blew on the nose of the plane, and threw it at the woman.

The highlight was the openness of it all.

The redhead woman, hit precisely on the forehead, was a bit stunned herself.

Huh?

That's not right?

The script the production team gave me wasn't supposed to go this way?

The host Conan, who knew the production team was arranging for show effects, raised an eyebrow imperceptibly—

You kid, asking out so openly?

Not even hiding it from people now???

"Understand, ever since I stepped onto the World Cup final field and scored a goal, I became famous for that one goal."

Putting away his fountain pen, Zhou Yi glanced at the host, tilted his head with a smile: "You know, the thing I like most is making friends.

"There is an old Chinese saying: 'At home, rely on parents; away from home, rely on friends.'"

Is that "relying on friends" of yours legitimate?

Even though he knew Zhou Yi was talking nonsense, the smile on the host's face never disappeared: "Ok, then let's talk about serious matters, Spike.

"What rank do you think your new songs in this album can reach on the Billboard chart? Do you have an expectation?"

"Number one."

Zhou Yi gave the answer without blinking an eye.

"Number one?"

The Conan Show host, as if he thought he heard wrong, repeated: "Sorry, I, I might be a bit old, my ears didn't hear clearly, what you just said was—"

"Number one."

Zhou Yi raised his right index finger, a smug smile playing on his lips: "Except for number one, I can't think of anything more suitable for me.

"I came to the US this time specifically aiming to get number one."

Host: "..."

Fuck! What an arrogant tone!

"I can provide you with a reference.

"In the United States, a new singer also released her new album in early June this year. Her name is Avril Ramona Lavigne, and fans now call her Avril.

"Her album 'Let Go' contains a single called 'Complicated'. After being released early for chart promotion, it has now surged into the top forty of the Billboard Hot 100 and is still racing forward at a rapid pace."

Having accepted the Warner public relations bribe, the host obviously still wanted to make some amends.

After all, the person currently dominating the Billboard Hot 100 chart as champion goes by the stage name Eminem.

And after news of the recording session spread, everyone in the American music scene somewhat took it as a joke.

Yes, you were hot during the World Cup, but your World Cup single only ranked around seventieth on the Billboard charts. Aren't you being a bit inhumane?

This is the United States; football doesn't have that much influence!

Besides, your previous song 'The Lazy Song' never reached the Billboard chart-topping position either.

After Zhou Yi finished recording 'The Conan Show' on the morning of July 1 and began promoting on radio stations that afternoon, the related rumors he heard in the shadows were actually quite numerous.

Of course, in contrast, there were also fans who simply loved Zhou Yi's drive.

"What Eminem? He is nothing but scum who, unable to get Mariah Carey, defecates and insults her in his songs. So what if he won the championship? It doesn't change the fact that he deserves to be spurned.

"Spike has never done such a thing. He even wrote a song called 'Galway Girl' for Kelly Brook he met in Ireland; the lyrics are very beautiful.

"No wonder Kelly Brook defends Spike so vigorously in front of the media. If I met a man like that, I would be willing even if it were just for one night.

"It's all about the Kellys. Mariah Carey was innocently written into a song to be cursed, while Kelly Brook was written into a song depicting beauty and grace.

"Eminem's fans, get a clear look! Watch carefully and learn well! Learn how to be a good man with a good reputation!"

PS: Back to the land of the living!

The client had something come up today and called me to the company for work at the last minute. Damn it.

I will take a day off tomorrow to make up for it. The makeup update will be delayed by one day. Three chapters tomorrow, two chapters today for now.

(End of this chapter)