Chapter 1650 Really fragrant(1/2)
A "Wedding Dress World Cup" reality show that has attracted worldwide attention soon has new news.
Watching several ladies walking hand in hand with friendly smiles on their faces, they walked out of the castle intact...
Jimmy Ferron said to the camera a little disappointed: "Maybe we missed something key...
Although they all seem to be fine, the shock in the castle was definitely not my imagination!
let us see……
Oh, that's the Queen of Asgard!
She was a frequent resident of Hell's Kitchen and loved bathing Mr. Tomahawk's mutated Angus cattle.
It is said that the 'mutated Angus cow' now goes to the car wash to take a shower every day, and occasionally waxes himself...
Oh oh oh, Queen Frigga is waving to me...
He wants to be interviewed by us, my God, I wasn’t so nervous when I faced that old lady in England.”
As he spoke, Jimmy Ferron adjusted his tie in front of the camera, then looked at the cameraman a little uneasily, and whispered: "How am I doing now?
I have a hunch that there will be big news soon...
I can persist for 2 minutes and let the people in the background notify those advertisers that the advertising price during this time period will increase by 50%!
No, the advertising fee for the entire event has increased by 50%!
I swear, we are about to make history...
This will be a reality show that goes down in history!
After Mr. Tomahawk gets married, he will never have this opportunity again!
Even just watching the Queen of Asgard get jealous is worth 100 million in advertising fees!"
In the restaurant, Alvin yelled at the TV and decided to give this wretched fat man a show of strength no matter what...
Stark nodded in agreement and said: "This guy forgot that my girl was there, he didn't even mention Iron Man...
Let's buy the ABC network together and let this guy host a dating show called "Let's Talk."
His look is perfect!"
Stark's revenge plan made some old neighbors in the restaurant boo loudly...
Old Kent shouted to Stark sarcastically: "Mr. Stark, you have forgotten that you also own a TV station.
You should vigorously develop adult programs on your own TV station, and we will support you...
Let ABC go, at least until the end of this 'World Cup'!"
Jimmy Fallon on the TV, under the different eyes of the two Valkyries, lingered outside the gate for a few minutes...
Until he got a call...
The wretched fat man excitedly held up the microphone and walked towards the castle while saying: "The call just now was from the director...
It should be 10 a.m. in the United States now, but our ratings have exceeded 20, and this number is still jumping up.
This is higher than the ratings of the live broadcast of Manhattan Tomahawk’s ‘surrender’!
We are making television history!"
Jimmy Ferron, who was really enjoying the attention of the people, walked excitedly to the steps of the main entrance of the castle.
As the only reporter and host at the scene, Jimmy Ferron glanced proudly at a wave of colleagues who came after hearing the news, but were stopped outside the gate...
He motioned to his cameraman to make his photo more formal. Then the man looked at the ladies who had been smiling and waiting, and said in a standard broadcasting voice: "Hello ladies...
Looks like you have something to announce!
As the only invited media, please allow me to express my gratitude first!
You all look so beautiful now, and the bad weather in Northern Europe cannot stop the light and warmth radiating from you..."
This is not the first time Frigga has dealt with the media...
She watched with a smile as Jimmy Feren handed the microphone to her...
Waving to the Valkyrie next to her not to intimidate this interesting host, Frigga chuckled and said: "First of all, I want to apologize on behalf of my daughter...
We never realized that this wedding dress design competition might delay some girls’ weddings!”
As she spoke, Frigga looked back at the girls who came to find trouble, and she said with a smile: "Our original intention is to promote cultural exchanges between Earth and Asgard.
Is there anything better than a wedding that allows people to understand the cultural differences between the two parties?
And the wedding dress is the core of the wedding...
To make the newlyweds happier is our purpose of holding this competition!
Now the best designers in the world are gathered here...
They will design the most beautiful wedding dresses for brides!
Let their wedding be the most memorable moment in their lives!
We didn't realize before that we were causing trouble for many girls who were eager to get married...
we are very sorry!
Please forgive our rashness..."
Jimmy Ferron shook his head a little doubtfully after hearing this...
If it was just an "apology statement", there would be no need for Frigga to make it so formal.
What is the point of letting Her Majesty the Queen of Asgard stand there facing the eyes of the world?
No one really thinks there are many problems with this incident...
In a matter like marriage, where is the excitement of watching the excitement?
Looking at the smiling Frigga, Jimmy Ferron said seriously: "I am touched by your sincerity!
Asgard is the country of ‘gods’, and you have obviously broken our established impression of ‘gods’.”
As he spoke, Jimmy Ferron looked at the ladies opposite with formulaic smiles on their faces. He looked at Frigga and said curiously: "You don't need to apologize!
Your actions have pushed the entire wedding dress industry to a high point...
Now for the entire wedding dress design and manufacturing industry, you are their ‘god’!
This is a grand event!
Don’t you have anything else to say?”
Frigga smiled after hearing this and said: "We need to apologize, because we have really affected several girls who are about to be married.
So I decided to invite them as special models to participate in this event!
They will get the wedding dress that suits them best here, and then they will become the most beautiful brides walking onto their wedding scene.”
As she spoke, Frigga looked back at several girls with complicated expressions. She turned to the camera and said with a smile: "Out of the need for cultural exchanges, but also out of a little interest...
Asgard will arrange for my daughter Hela, the goddess Sif and her Earth apprentice Giselle to participate in this grand event.
This will be a fun competition!
I hope those designers can develop their imagination to attract the attention of these most outstanding girls.
Of course, there is no winning or losing here...
Let these girls get the wedding dresses they like most, which is our victory!
Oh, I forgot, if other girls feel the need, they can also come here...
As long as you can find a suitable designer and wear their works on the catwalk, Asgard will pay for the final work.
I hope to bring happiness and good luck to every girl who is about to get married!"
After Jimmy Feren heard this, he said a little excitedly: "Does that mean that a few ladies will wear their favorite wedding dresses to show to the world?
Then decide who is the most beautiful bride?"
Frigga looked at Jimmy Feren who was holding the fire with a smile, she shook her head gently and said: "I personally don't understand it that way!
Because every bride is unique!”
With that said, Frigga waved to end the short press conference, and then signaled the Valkyries to invite Jimmy Feren out of the castle grounds...
He affectionately led several girls with strange expressions into the castle...
When the gate was closed, Frigga set up a soundproof barrier outside the castle to prevent the sounds inside from being heard by the outside world.
Alvin looked at the competitive spirit in Fox's eyes on TV. He covered his face in pain, feeling that he might be dead this time!
They have found a designer, and they have the best designers in the world to choose from...
But the smell of gunpowder brought by the "game" made Alvin's back feel a little cold!
If Fox loses, Alvin will feel that his future will be worrying...
Watching the excited fat Jimmy Fallon on TV, Alvin looked at Stark angrily and said: "I want to send a lawyer's letter to ABC, this bastard is using me to heat up the game.
To be continued...