Chapter 316 Grandpa Egg and Grandma

"The Late Night Show" hosted by British comedian James Corden is deeply loved by the audience.

This program has always been aimed at making the audience laugh and cry. Not only is the content vivid and interesting, but the guests invited are also star-studded.

As a top Hollywood star, John Kruger has been on Corden's show more than once.

The American talk show is spicy and exciting. John has long been an old fry. He is worried that Yan Fuguang will not get used to the standards here.

"The topic of the program team may be a little exaggerated. Don't mind. If you really don't want to say it, throw the topic to me and I'll solve it."

"It's okay, I've watched several episodes of Corden's show, it's OK, I should be able to handle it."

I am not afraid of being spicy and exciting. I have no topics to talk about, but I am afraid that she will tell the truth but the show cannot be broadcast.

Although it is just a talk show, the studio is very spacious.

In addition to the chat area between the host and the guests, there was also a small band, and opposite the stage was an auditorium arranged in steps.

Host James Corden is already waiting in the backstage. He and John are old friends, but it is his first time to meet Yan Fuguang.

From the US president, wealthy family, to celebrities and socialites, Corden has interviewed countless celebrities, but there are indeed not many Asian faces.

However, An Ge once appeared on "The Corden Show", and he and Yan Huaizuo also met once. Now their daughter has also come to the show, so it has to be said that this is a wonderful fate.

Corden is talkative and his slightly fat image makes him look very friendly.

As John said, some topics are indeed "challenging", but if the question is Corden, the degree of "offensive" will be reduced by 50% instantly.

After the filming was turned on, the audience showed great enthusiasm for the arrival of the two guests, and not only John's fans, but also people shouted Yan Fuguang's name in Chinese.

"Welcome!" Corden invited the two to the center of the stage.

"Although this is the first time Miss Yan is here to our show, you have a lot of fans. I swear that we chose the audience at the scene at random, so there is absolutely no entrusting."

Yan Fuguang waved to the audience and smiled: "I don't know that I have so many fans in the United States. It seems that the box office of the new movie can be looked forward to."

Corden immediately said, "Don't you know how popular you are? My niece is crazy about your Yan Film. She will dance every dance you have, although it looks completely different from what you do."

Following the topic of dancing, the few people quickly talked about physical training and action scenes.

John said that he started high-intensity fitness three months in advance for the play, and continued until the end of the filming.

Yan Fuguang also revealed the physical fitness test of outrageous projects during the first audition, and the audience was amazed.

Corden made a lot of witty comments. Although he was on the show for the promotion of the movie, the whole process was vivid and interesting under his guidance.

"Okay, here is the truth-telling adventure that all viewers like - telling the truth or suffering from it!"

Corden got up and pulled the opening cloth. The staff had already set up a round table with more than a dozen small bowls on it, and there were various "foods" in it.

Let's call it food for now, because only Beer can eat certain things without changing his face.

Even though Yan Fuguang is a Chinese with a wide range of food recipes, he still thinks that some things are too weird.

“There are scorpions, skin eggs, sheep tail oil sashimi, herring shakes, turkey butt sandwiches, cod semen…”

When all kinds of unexpected nouns popped out of Corden's mouth, John's frowns became more and more.

He has recorded several Corden shows and encountered the same link, but this time the "food" prepared by the program team is much more disgusting than before.

Yan Fuguang looked at the small sign behind the egg and suddenly chuckled.

It actually says "thousand year old egg"!

"What's wrong?" John didn't understand.

"Nothing, I didn't expect to see traditional Chinese food here."

Corden was shocked when he heard Yan Fuguang's words. He pointed at the pussy and asked, "Do you really eat it? This thing looks like it's a thousand years old!"

"I can't eat it directly, so I can usually use it for cold dishes, cooking porridge or stir-frying."

Corden looked incredible and forgave him, an American could not imagine how these eggs, grandpa, eggs, and grandma could use them to cook porridge!

"Since that's the case, choose it!"

Corden pushed the turntable and delivered the egg to John, and said maliciously: "Let us congratulate the first lucky man, Mr. John Kruger!"

"My God!"

John looked embarrassed. To be honest, the black, translucent egg in the bowl, which had a strange smell, had a little breakthrough.

His expression was as heroic as death: "OKOK, God bless you, ask!"

Corden pulled out a hand card from the small table next to him, and before asking questions, he put a layer of shield on himself at a very fast speed.

"Speak in advance that the problem was not caused by me, and I have never seen it in advance. There are faults and debts. If anyone vomits later, remember to take revenge on the director. Do you see it? That's the bald one there."

The audience was hilarious, and they liked Corden's appearance that both caused trouble and was afraid of trouble.

Corden quickly glanced at the topic and started to laugh before he could speak. He looked up at John, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was particularly worthy of beating.

"John, you are one of the highest-paid actors in the world. Among the actors in Hollywood who earn about the same amount as you do think is the most unworthy of your name?"

As soon as the words were finished, the sound of cheering at the scene became louder and louder.

John opened his mouth and then closed it obediently. This question was really hard to answer.

"Okay, I already have the answer in my heart, but I can't even say it if I kill it."

John consciously picked up the small bowl and poked it in with a fork, but his right hand seemed to be ineffective and could not lift it up no matter how hard it was.

Corden laughed loudly. Although he couldn't escape, it was so happy to see others disgusted. This is also the reason why the truth-telling link is so popular.

This fatal question is summarized in one sentence - give it to me!

John tried several times but couldn't speak. He looked at Yan Fuguang, and his breath became much weaker as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Why is this thing smelling ammonia? I'm sure it won't be a problem if I eat it?"

John could even hold the mosquitoes to death, which shows how resistant he was.

Yan Fuguang comforted him with a smile: "It's okay, why don't you hold your breath and take a bite? Just eat the egg whites, and the taste will be much lighter."

John made psychological construction for a few seconds and decided to adopt Yan Fuguang's suggestion.

He pinched his nose with one hand, bit the tip of the tip, which was so small that it could not be smaller, and grinned, fearing that the contact range with the peeled egg would be one millimeter longer.

He didn't dare to chew it, so he swallowed it directly, and then drank a big mouthful of water.

"OK, I've finished it!"
Chapter completed!