Chapter 380: I Might Not Be Human, But I'm Definitely Not a Dog

"Three Bald Guys" is essentially an entertainment-style talk show, but thanks to the core figure of Wong Jim, its scope is slightly larger than other variety shows in Hong Kong.

Though not as good as the already defunct "Tonight No Restrictions," it still boasts higher ratings than the revived "The Big Boss" and other TVB hit variety shows, making it the only ATV program to rank among the top in Hong Kong since the new century.

All the key topic figures, including Big Brother Chan Lung and Big Brother Big Hung Kam Bo, have appeared on this show for interviews, proving Wong Jim's face-granting ability is no joke.

However, compared to other guests who appeared on this show, Zhou Yi's demeanor while saying this was perhaps too relaxed—

He even took a bunch of green grapes to eat after asking, acting as if it were his own living room.

As Wong Jim's partner, Law Ka Ying, at this very moment, wore a "don't joke" expression, laughing out loud while sitting on the sofa as if chatting at home: "Bold, indeed bold."

The third bald guy, Mak Ka, hurriedly stood up, pretending to block Zhou Yi's mouth to stop him from talking nonsense: "Don't do this, Ah Yi, eighty thousand people, how is that possible? That's eighty thousand people. Our show's ratings are decent, don't talk big."

In the entire Chinese music scene, up to now, only a handful of people like Leslie Cheung have paid for articles to brag about holding an eighty-thousand-person concert, but in reality, they all fall silent when questioned.

If Zhou Yi truly achieved this goal, he would be the only singer in the country to reach eighty thousand attendees for a single concert, the undisputed number one, without exception.

"Those who know me know I never brag or lie, so I'm not here on this show to campaign for votes."

Zhou Yi, having finished chewing the fruit, smiled and pointed at the studio's broadcast camera: "Usually, the Shanghai Eighty Thousand People Stadium, when opening three-sided seating, can accommodate at most over sixty thousand seats.

"However, if a four-sided stage is set up, the usable space increases dramatically, and many areas can add quite a few more seats. I actually originally wanted to be even bolder and directly hold a ninety-thousand-person concert.

"But later, the company people advised me, saying eighty thousand is enough, no need to go higher."

When speaking of this matter, Zhou Yi's face was full of regret.

"What about the guests? Have you thought about who to invite as guests for this Shanghai concert?" The old rascal Wong Jim still asked about his favorite topic—

"Will it be Cai Zuoyan of Twins? Or perhaps other female singers rumored to be involved with you?"

"This is temporarily confidential, although I feel whether I say it or not, fans will focus on a few specific candidates."

At this moment, Law Ka Ying suddenly blurted out: "Are there any foreign friends?"

"Huh?"

Facing the playful smiles on the faces of the three old bald men, Zhou Yi smiled, raised his right hand to his lips, pressed his palm downward, and slightly covered his mouth: "Are you asking about Kelly Brook or Mariah Carey?"

"Others are fine too, we can take anything, we're all willing to watch."

Laughing heartily, Wong Jim continued to press Zhou Yi on topics never previously confirmed by the outside world: "Zhou Yi, tell us honestly, how many times have you been in love so far?"

"Two."

Zhou Yi's unhesitating answer made the three men extremely disdainful: "No way, what kind of joke is this, only two relationships?"

"One taught me to grow, the other taught me how to love; isn't that the same for you?"

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Your summary... is so damn logical?

Wong Jim's eyes lit up, and he laughed even louder: "Good, good, good, consider your slickness passed; then when was your first date with a girl?"

"Still happening; take a shower and it's a first time again."

As Zhou Yi raised his right index finger, brushing past his nose, he spoke a "profound truth" with a straight face and a smile in his eyes. Having received such boldness, Wong Jim burst into uncontrollable laughter, stood up, raised both hands, and bowed repeatedly to him sitting on the sofa; only after finishing did he turn to his two partners beside him and say—

"Ancestor, this is the true ancestor of our profession; have you two learned anything?"

Law Ka Ying and Mak Ka both gave a thumbs-up, nodding in full agreement and cooperation.

They had thought that even with the most carefully crafted persona, a superstar like Zhou Yi would find it hard to say such things publicly on a show, but now it seems Zhou Yi is indeed very open, almost rivaling Wong Jim.

"Then, Zhou Yi, within the Hong Kong entertainment circle, is there any girl you particularly like?" Tang Seng Law Ka Ying asked a question with a smile.

"That would be many."

Chewing on grapes, Zhou Yi lightly swung his toes and began listing names: "Like Qiu Shuzhen, Rosamund Kwan, Maggie Cheung, Li Jiaxin, Amy Chow, and so on; when I was young watching movies, I really liked them."

"Wow, you heartless boy; I asked who you like now, and you're talking about when you were young; well, I liked Teresa Teng when I was young too, damn it."

Unable to stand Zhou Yi being slick, Wong Jim smiled and interrupted his list: "Still like so many people; have you been so easily swayed since childhood?"

"What do you call heartless? I call it having love."

Zhou Yi shrugged: "It's just that my love accidentally shattered on the ground, with a few more fragments than usual."

"You call this love?"

"Isn't the love for beauty called love? It's just an abbreviation; what's the problem?"

Damn it!

Upon hearing this, even most of the recording staff participating in the rehearsal on site couldn't hold it together.

Where did Zhou Yi learn such lines?

This guy has a whole set of little phrases ready.

"Alright, alright, you're too slick on this topic; let's change the subject."

Wong Jim, who had genuinely laughed out loud, regained control after calming down and shifted the topic abroad: "Then Zhou Yi, we all know your first English album performed very well overseas, with results several times better than domestically.

"Now that the domestic legitimate music market situation is so poor, do you think you will shift your work focus to the United States from now on?"

"Of course not." Zhou Yi shook his head: "My roots are in the country; whether in life or environment, I am more adapted to the domestic scene; why shift my work focus?"

"Then if the US offers a huge price to keep you?" As someone who could write songs like "My Chinese Heart" as early as 1982, Wong Jim was actually quite curious about Zhou Yi's answer.

In this era, purely regarding material enjoyment after becoming rich, the gap between the domestic scene and the US is indeed very wide.

"That wouldn't be impossible."

As soon as Zhou Yi spoke, Wong Jim's expression stiffened for a moment, but the next second, he burst into laughter again—

"If they replace the Statue of Liberty with my statue, then I might consider it."

The Statue of Liberty, the iconic landmark of the United States.

"Then what do you want to say to your haters?"

Appropriately pulling the topic back to prevent the lawless bald man Wong Jim from going too far, Mak Ka refocused the topic on Zhou Yi's music: "We all know you achieved an unprecedented record in Hong Kong, which is equivalent to defeating all singers in Hong Kong; do you think your group of haters will grow?"

"Haters? The more, the merrier."

Facing the camera, Zhou Yi chuckled softly, a faint upward curve playing on his lips as he declared with pride, "I indeed need new people to hate on me, because everyone who hated me in the past has become my fan."

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Huang Zhan: "..."

That flex is even more shameless than me, damn it!

"Some fans think you wrote 'Summer Blown by the Wind', 'Fairy Tale', 'Little Dimples', and 'Marry Me' on purpose. The evidence is that you just wrote 'Between the Rainbows' for Sun Yanzi's new album.

"But others believe this wasn't intentional on your part, just a slip of inspiration. Since today offers the chance, why not clarify?"

"Hmm... intentionally accidental, I'd say."

Zhou Yi rubbed his lower lip with his right index finger, delivering an answer capable of stirring up 'killing intent' in the hearts of countless CP fans and music lovers.

Huang Zhan laughed aloud, "You being called a damn dog by your fans is no injustice at all."

"No, no, no, that needs correcting."

Once this topic came up, Zhou Yi's expression instantly turned serious. Facing the camera, he stood firm without a shred of guilt: "I might not be human, but I am definitely not a dog."

(End of this chapter)