American Fortune Life

After Andy answered a reporter's question about what he thought of the winner of the first season of "America's Got Talent". Twist the cap on the bottle of mineral water in his hand, smiled and said to the reporters who still wanted to ask questions: "It's almost time, if you ask any more questions, you don't have to eat lunch, hehe, that's it, and finally thank you all, next time My single EP will go on sale on Monday, and I would like to ask everyone to help promote it. Finally, I will sing my single for everyone, I hope you will like it.”

The reporters didn't seem to want to give up, but seeing the staff trotting to give Andy a guitar, they knew that even if they continued to pester him, it would be useless. Today's harvest is already great.

Anyway, there will be opportunities in the future. Now that Andy has become a singer across the border, reporters like them will be needed more often. Shouldn't they be ignored like before?

I don't know who was the first to applaud, but soon there was warm applause at the scene. Andy smiled and nodded, then lowered his head to try the pitch of the guitar, and the scene fell silent.

Andy's deep voice was still so beautiful. After being corrected by a professional teacher in the recording studio, it is easier for him to control this song now, and the feeling is more beautiful.

At noon, I had a meal with the music director of Universal Music, and we got to know each other a lot. After all, Universal Music hopes that Andy can produce more music, and Andy also hopes to have a good relationship with this club. At least resources will not be slowed down. .

After Andy and the music director parted, they got into the car and couldn't help feeling a little headache. They had to record "Ellen Show" in the afternoon. Andy didn't have any experience in dealing with those staff. Fat Carl used to be in charge, but now Carl He was too busy to touch the ground. After all, he was no longer Andy's agent. As for signing another agent, Andy was not that interested.

It seems that this assistant problem really needs to be resolved quickly.

This time, the "Ellen Show" was confirmed a few days ago. Many of the audience present today are fans of Andy's books and music, so there will be no problem with the atmosphere.

Familiar opening music, Allen walked out of the separate door, followed by endless applause and cheers, the music did not stop, all the audience were standing and twisting their bodies, dancing to the rhythm, the scene was very cheerful .

Allen seemed to have left some bet in the last issue, took out a bite of chewing gum from his pocket and threw it into the air, and caught it with his mouth very precisely, and there was another burst of cheers from the scene.

"Okay, okay, everyone should be quiet. During the dance just now, some ladies were very rude." Allen said with a smile, and the camera showed a black aunt who was over half a century old, wide and fat, in the audience , the audience roared with laughter.

Andy sat on the sofa in the lounge and watched the scene being recorded on the TV screen, and couldn't help laughing. Don't look at the black aunt who doesn't look good and is so fat, but she dances very coquettishly.

"Okay, okay, let's play a guessing game of "success or failure" first..." Allen raised a red and green double-faced card in his hand, and stood next to an LCD TV. A scene of a high-level skiing competition began to be played. An athlete slid down from the high platform and turned his body in the air through the slope. The picture stopped before landing.

"Successful, or failed? I think it should have failed, what do you think?" Allen said, holding up the red side with failure written on it.

The audience at the scene also began to discuss with placards in a mess. After the decision was made, the picture on the TV continued. The skier fell and ate shit, and the audience roared with laughter. Allen also laughed out of breath and teased.

The guessing games were over one by one, and the live recording of the first stage was basically smooth. Allen sat on the sofa to rest, took a few sips of the water handed to her by the assistant, and asked, "Is Andy Smith ready? Have you shown him the script?"

After getting a positive answer from the assistant, he took a short break and started recording the second segment. There was still warm applause and cheers. Allen waved his hand with a smile, and after a few words of ridicule, he said loudly: "The following is a welcome to young Americans. best-selling author, singer and newspaper owner Andy Smith."

Allen's teasing words made him laugh. Although these are Andy's titles, there is a feeling of being ridiculed from Allen's mouth. The audience also burst into the biggest cheers and good-natured laughter .

"Welcome, welcome to the show again." Allen stepped forward with a smile and gave Andy a big hug with a sunny smile on his face.

"Thank you, you don't know how much I like this show, I like the relaxed atmosphere here, can I grow up in the future?" Andy complimented without losing the opportunity.

"Of course, I think the program team will be overjoyed. They all said that you are very difficult to hire." Allen said happily.

"No, how come, I like a light-hearted talk show, "Ellen Show" is definitely my first choice, well, I know I will offend a lot of people, especially Jay Leno, he will call me , Haha, are you saying that other TV stations are fine here?" Andy let himself go a little bit, anyway, he came to play, so let's relax.

Allen laughed and said, "Say it, talk it, it's okay, even if you say it, he can't beat me. Hehe. Let's sit down and talk."

After Andy and Alan sat down, Andy tried the softness of the sofa and nodded in satisfaction. This funny scene made Alan laugh and joke: "I'm obviously much more cheerful when I see you this time."

"Of course, people in love are always in a good mood..." Andy said with a smile and frowning. Before he could finish speaking, there was a burst of chaotic calls from the audience.

Several female fans also held up the classic beach photos of Andy and Ivana. Andy covered his face with his hands speechlessly, causing a burst of laughter, and Alan laughed even more.

"Okay, okay, everyone be quiet, that girl, put away the photo, didn't you see that Andy is already blushing? And the one next to you, calm down, what are you doing blindly in the photo?" Ai Lun teased and joked with the audience.

"Andy, did you just fly back to Los Angeles from New York?" Allen began to ask.

"Yes, I returned to Los Angeles yesterday afternoon." Andy replied with a smile.

"Will you be reluctant to part with Ivana? I saw in the newspaper this morning that there are pictures of you and Ivana reluctantly parting at the airport." Allen smiled and frowned. There was a burst of light laughter.

"Hehe, how could it be? We all have our own dedicated careers, and a short-term difference is fine." Andy said with a smile.

"You have done a big thing in New York recently, but you did it beautifully." Allen said appreciatively, and she was still surprised when she got the news that Andy had acquired the "New York Observer".

"Hehe, thank you. While you're young, you always have to do something meaningful, and do a few things worthy of respect from others." Andy smiled confidently.

The topic of the next chat was also very relaxed, and it was recorded intermittently for more than two hours. At the end of the program, Allen stood up and said to the audience that on September 20, Andy's "Five Hundred Miles from Home" EP will be officially released , but Andy is very nice, he prepared a signed EP for every audience at the scene, you are the first in the world to get Andy's music CD. . . "

Before Allen finished speaking, he was covered by the screams and cheers of Andy's fans at the scene. Andy grinned happily, and Allen also laughed happily. He smiled and said, "Now, please ask Andy Smith to bring his "Five Hundred Miles From Home"!"

Andy stood in the center of the stage, with a microphone in front of him and a guitar on his back. The light shone on him. When the accompaniment sounded, Andy gently plucked the strings and began to sing.

If you miss the train I'mon?, if you miss the train I'mon?

You will know tha tI'm gone?

You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles?, you can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles

A hundred miles, a hundred miles?, a hundred miles, a hundred miles

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