Chapter 337: Ban It If It Is Banned
After coming out of the studio, Yang Mo got into Jay Chou's car and asked his four bodyguards to go back to the hotel first. After all, it was just a private event, and these four burly men following him would be a huge target.
As soon as they got in the car, Jay Chou excitedly started chatting with Yang Mo about basketball: "Super Yang, are you born with such an accurate three-point shot?"
Jay Chou was so polite that Yang Mo couldn't help but laugh awkwardly and said, "You should just call me Yang Mo. I'm actually your fan. I feel uncomfortable when you call me that."
"Uh, haha." Jay Chou laughed heartily and said self-deprecatingly: "It turns out I'm really that popular. Even you are my fan. That's awesome!"
"What's so strange about this? Our generation grew up listening to your songs." Yang Mo said seriously.
"Then I am really honored." Jay Chou patted his chest, feeling very proud.
Seeing him like this, Yang Mo opened his mouth to answer the question he asked before: "Just now you asked about three-point shooting. In fact, half of it is talent and half of it is hard training. But before, I was more likely to shoot in open positions. Later, after Reggie Miller taught me some tricks, I was able to open up my Ren and Du meridians. Now, even if LeBron James defends me personally, I have the confidence to throw the three-pointer into the net over his head!"
"Reggie Miller? He actually taught you the three-point shooting technique?" Jay Chou said in surprise: "He is the super ace of the Pacers!"
Horse walking team?
Yang Mo was slightly stunned for a moment, then she remembered that the Pacers was translated as "Horse Walkers" in Taiwan.
"What's so strange about this?" Yang Mo smiled and continued, "My post-up game was taught by Michael Jordan himself."
"Michael taught you how to play post-up?" Jay Chou was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth. In his heart, Michael is the god of basketball!
"I learned my breakthrough from Isaiah Thomas, my fadeaway shot from Kobe Bryant, and my back-half-court sprint from Dwyane Wade." Yang Mo said in succession.
Jay Chou's face was already filled with shock before he finished speaking. To him, this was too incredible. After a long while, he finally recovered: "No wonder you are so good, it turns out that so many big stars have taught you how to play basketball. If you hadn't told me in person, I would never have thought that you would have such a connection with them."
"Haha." Yang Mo just smiled calmly. He was thinking: If I tell you that my strength comes from O'Neal, my explosiveness comes from Shawn Kemp, my speed comes from Iverson , and my jumping ability comes from Vince Carter, wouldn't you collapse completely?
After a long while, Jay Chou digested the shock and continued to ask like a curious baby: "I saw a lot of sports newspapers saying that you and Dwyane have a grudge and you are competing for the position of leader. Is this true?"
"Of course not." Yang Mo shook his head affirmatively and said very frankly: "But in my last game with the Heat we did have a grudge on the court. That's why both of us were injured and left the court. If we could unite as one, we might be able to defeat the Cavaliers who are strong on the outside but weak on the inside. Unfortunately, Wade suddenly had a misunderstanding with me before the game, and then all the bad things happened."
"No wonder I saw you played so strangely in the last game. There was no coordination at all." Jay Chou nodded in sudden realization.
Having said that, Yang Mo couldn't help but add a few more words: "Actually, it's good to leave the Heat. I'll always be the second in command in Miami. Hey! Those black people are actually just as cunning as us yellow people, it's just that their IQ is lower and their way of dealing with things is more direct."
"Haha." Jay Chou laughed twice. Although he is not a racist, he is indeed speechless towards some black people. After laughing twice, he asked with concern: "Is your foot injury really okay? Many people now say that you will definitely not be able to play basketball."
"When I first joined the alliance, they said the same thing." Yang Mo shrugged his shoulders with disdain, and said domineeringly: "It's not the first time that those stupid experts in the United States have been slapped in the face by their own words. Just ignore what they say."
"Haha, I'm looking forward to seeing you dominate the NBA. I'll go to the U.S. to watch your games." Jay Chou patted Yang Mo on the shoulder and said in a very righteous manner, "As a Chinese, I support you to the end!"
"Thank you."
"By the way, can you tell me which team you will be joining next season?" Jay Chou asked curiously, "I will never tell anyone."
Hearing this, Yang Mo glanced at the driver in front and whispered in Jay Chou's ear, "NY."
Jay Chou was stunned when he heard this, but then he reacted and realized what was going on. He clapped his hands and said excitedly, "I love this team so much. I will definitely go there to cheer for you when the time comes."
"Okay, I'm waiting for your visit." Yang Mo laughed, and then said, "I heard that you are planning to enter the film industry recently. Are you interested in joining my company? You know our company's resources. Big stars like Leonardo have signed contracts with us, and Johnny Depp is expected to sign this month. Do you want to get involved?"
As a boss, Yang Mo rarely pimps. In fact, if Jay Chou was not his idol, he would not bother to do such a thing. Although Jay Chou is the king of Chinese-speaking regions, he is not a big name for Baofeng Agency. After all, his highest salary is only one million US dollars.
"I..." Jay Chou hesitated for a moment and said, "Actually, I'm running my own company now."
"Okay, okay. Got it. If there's a good suitable role in the future, I will definitely recommend you first." After hearing this, Yang Mo immediately understood what he meant and closed the previous topic. Anyway, it wasn't something particularly important. It was a person who had to be poached. If it works, it works. If it doesn't, it doesn't.
When Jay Chou heard this, he realized that Yang Mo had given up on recruiting him, and he felt inexplicably disappointed, but he could only laugh it off to hide everything.
Soon, the car drove into Jay Chou's house. When the car parked in the backyard of Jay Chou's house, the cars of Pan Weibo, Xiao Jingteng, Shu Qi and Lin Chiling drove in one after another. They went to Kangxi Lai Le to meet their idol. Now that their idol agreed to attend the party, they had to put aside all their work and try their best to accompany him.
Although Jay Chou's house is also a villa, it is too small compared to Yang Mo's house in Miami. But in the eyes of Wilber Pan and Jam Hsiao, they still kept exclaiming, feeling that it was particularly luxurious.
In the living room of Jay Chou's house, he immediately made phone calls to arrange for a party.
As the top star in Taiwan, Jay Chou has a strong appeal. He soon called over a room full of beautiful girls, all of whom are well-known female stars. Of course, there are also some male artists.
Not all of these people know Yang Mo. After all, there are only a few female stars who pay attention to basketball. Although Yang Mo has made great achievements in the entertainment industry, there are still some who slip through the net. Therefore, they are more likely to curry favor with top stars like Jay Chou and Shu Qi, trying to make a big leap at once.
Yang Mo is not a person who likes to party, especially with strangers. However, he is very grateful to Jay Chou for gathering so many people for the party.
So, after sitting for a while, I found a reason to go to the yard and relax.
Yang Mo sat in the yard for a while, and Shu Qi came over with a female cigarette. As soon as she came over, she looked at Yang Mo with a slightly awkward look: "You don't mind me smoking, do you?"
"I don't mind." Yang Mo smiled and shook her head.
"I just smoke a couple of cigarettes occasionally, I'm not addicted." Shu Qi didn't know why, but she explained this to Yang Mo as if possessed by a ghost.
Yang Mo also smiled inexplicably and joked, "You look very sexy when you smoke."
"Oh, really?" Shu Qi laughed, her mouth slightly opened, which was indeed very classy.
"Um."
"You are the first person to say that." Shu Qi slowly squatted down and sat next to Yang Mo. Although she did not lean on Yang Mo, the two of them sitting in the sunset created a very harmonious picture.
With Shu Qi sitting next to her, Yang Mo didn't feel like she was superfluous.
After a while, Shu Qi said, "Were you scared when you rescued people in Miami?"
"What's there to be afraid of?" Yang Mo answered calmly; "My agent's sister was kidnapped. How could I watch her get hurt?"
"So, as long as people around you are hurt, you will try so hard to protect them?" Shu Qi continued to ask, with a different kind of brilliance in her eyes.
"Of course." Yang Mo nodded and said very seriously: "In fact, it is already very remarkable for a person to be able to protect the people around him throughout his life. I am working hard in this direction."
Hearing this, Shu Qi smiled slightly and said, "You are the first man I have ever met who said something like this that I don't think is hypocritical."
"So should I be happy or should I be happy or should I be happy?" Yang Mo deliberately said jokingly.
Shu Qi rolled her eyes at Yang Mo in annoyance and said, "You should be happy."
Just as Yang Mo was about to make further jokes, a girl suddenly ran over and said in a very attentive manner: "Sister Shu Qi, Sister Shu Qi, why are you sitting on the ground? It's not good to catch a cold. How can a big star like you sit on the ground like an ordinary person?"
Yang Mo didn't care how the little star flattered Shu Qi, but he couldn't stand the flattery in her words. He hated people who classified people into different levels, and this little star even stepped on his head. Yang Mo stood up and said, "Tell me, what's wrong with sitting on the ground? How does sitting on the ground bother you?"
As soon as Yang Mo spoke, her mainland accent was exposed. Immediately, the little star raised her eyebrows and glared at Yang Mo unceremoniously: "So you are Chinese, no wonder you are so uncultured. Why are you so fierce? Go back to your China and be fierce, this is Taiwan."
It would be fine if the little celebrity was arrogant, but she even attempted to split the country. Yang Mo was the most staunch supporter of maintaining the unity of the motherland. When she heard this, she immediately became angry and glared at her and shouted, "Say it again!"
"What if I say it 10,000 times? Inferior Chinese." Yang Chengcheng said arrogantly, especially unscrupulously. Shu Qi, who was standing next to him, shook her head repeatedly, thinking that she was going too far.
Yang Mo couldn't help but raise his arm after hearing this. He wanted to slap this ungrateful beast to death. If this wasn't a woman, he would have slapped her long ago.
"What? You dare to hit me? Do you believe that I will call the police immediately and ask them to arrest you, the hateful Chinese?" Yang Chengcheng became more and more excited, and he jumped up and down and shouted like a shrew.
She was so unreasonable that Yang Mo really had no way to deal with her. She could only grit her teeth and say, "Okay, you remember this."
"Remember it, remember it. Can you bite me? I'm not afraid of you." Yang Chengcheng said recklessly, looking unscrupulous.
At this moment, Yang Mo suddenly remembered something, and asked with anger, "What's your name?"
"Chinese people are really country bumpkins. They don't even know me. Let me tell you, my name is Yang Chengcheng."
After hearing this, Yang Mo immediately took out her cell phone and called Lu Xueman on the other side of the ocean. She asked directly, "Xueman, are you familiar with the Taiwanese entertainment industry?"
"It's okay. Several agencies want to be associated with us." Lu Xueman asked in confusion, "What's wrong? What happened?"
"It's nothing. Let's see if you can unite the entertainment circles on both sides of the Taiwan Strait to completely ban a Taiwanese independence artist named Yang Chengcheng. This idiot has completely pissed me off." Yang Mo said bluntly.
"Well, okay, I will use my resources to organize some forces. Even if I can't ban him completely, this person's acting career will basically be over." Lu Xueman also gave a very direct answer.
"Okay, sorry to disturb your rest. Good night." After saying this, Yang Mo hung up the phone. After hanging up the phone, she glared at Yang Chengcheng and walked into the living room.
When Yang Mo walked into the living room, Yang Chengcheng suddenly seemed to realize that something was wrong. She subconsciously asked Shu Qi in a low voice: "Sister Shu Qi, who is this guy?"
Shu Qi rolled her eyes at the ignorant little girl and introduced her indifferently, "Super Yang! The boss of Hollywood Storm Entertainment, the star of Fast and Furious, and the new 007 actor."
"Ah?" Miss Yang Chengcheng screamed. As a person in the entertainment industry, she might not know who Super Yang is, but she knew about the Hollywood blockbuster Fast & Furious, which had just set countless records. Moreover, the new actor who played 007 also stirred up a lot of storms. But she didn't expect that the Chinese country bumpkin in front of her was the Chinese superstar who was so powerful in Hollywood.
This is terrible! This is really terrible!
She immediately screamed. She had just heard that the company was planning to seek cooperation with a Chinese company in Hollywood. Now she had offended their boss. Wasn't this like a fly flying into the toilet, seeking death?
She hesitated for less than three seconds, and immediately left behind Shu Qi who was eager to flatter her, and ran in to please Yang Mo. Because Shu Qi could only add icing on the cake for her, but Yang Mo could directly send her to hell, and she could tell which was more important even with her toes.
When she ran in and saw Yang Mo sitting in the corner drinking orange juice, she ignored other people's gazes and fell to her knees with a plop. Then she slowly crawled to Yang Mo's feet as if she was acting in a pity show, which immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the audience.
Just as everyone looked at each other in complete confusion, Yang Chengcheng actually cried and begged for mercy: "Big star, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I shouldn't have been so mean, I shouldn't have said anything nonsense."
Yang Mo swallowed a mouthful of orange juice, glanced at her with disdain, and said slowly: "Your crying scene needs to be improved. It's too exaggerated, and the emotional continuity is not delicate enough. It looks like a soap opera at eight o'clock. Those mothers in their forties and fifties may like to watch your kind of thing, but I don't."
Yang Mo's words caused the people around to burst into laughter. Indeed, her crying scene just now was too exaggerated. Although it sounded hoarse, the emotions were not vented to the point. True sadness cannot be modified by the ending sound.
Being ridiculed by Yang Mo in public, Yang Chengcheng couldn't help cursing his mother in his heart, but he had already knelt down, so how could he not return empty-handed? At that moment, he continued to cry and complain: "I'm sorry, I promise I won't do it again in the future, really, I swear."
"The lines are too empty." Yang Mo picked up a grape and stuffed it into her mouth. After chewing it for a few times, she said vaguely, "With your acting skills and IQ, you really shouldn't be in the entertainment industry. Get up, listen to others' advice and have a full meal!"
Yang Mo said this, Yang Chengcheng knew that even if she continued to beg, it would be fruitless, and she would lose her dignity. In the final rebound of her self-esteem, she stood up again, pointed at Yang Mo and said, "Don't be shameless, I don't believe you can cover the sky with one hand."
Yang Chengcheng's inconsistent words immediately shocked everyone in the audience. They never expected that Yang Chengcheng would actually act like this.
Facing her angry retort, Yang Mo just smiled: "You have such low EQ, big breasts and no brains, what the hell is this!"
After Yang Mo finished speaking, Yang Chengcheng actually tried to scratch her. At this moment, the phone in her pocket rang. She picked it up and quickly pressed the answer button. After a while, she heard a roar from inside: "Yang Chengcheng, who did you offend? The company has been badly hurt. From now on, we will not assign you any work. You can take care of yourself."
Having said that, he hung up the phone.
As soon as she hung up the phone, she was completely stunned when she heard the beeping sound coming from the earphone.
And then... plop!
She actually knelt down in front of Yang Mo again and said in great sorrow: "I'm sorry, I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, I shouldn't have spoken to you in that tone , I shouldn't have split the motherland. Please, give me a chance, okay?"
"Yeah." Yang Mo nodded slowly as she begged for mercy: "You control your emotions very accurately. You can even be nominated for the Best Actress at the Golden Horse Awards. But... once you say something, it's like spilled water on the ground."
As she spoke, Yang Mo stood up and spilled the remaining half cup of orange juice in the glass into the potted plant next to her: "If you can take back the half cup of orange juice, I can consider forgiving you."
