Chapter 235 234. A Big Fight

Houston, the largest city in Texas, is named after Sam Houston, the president of the Republic of Texas at that time, and is also known as the Rocket City.

The nickname does not come from the NBA Rockets team, but because this is one of the US space centers and the headquarters of the National Aeronautics and Space Administration (NASA) is located here. The team was named after the city's hot spot.

Thanks to the fact that Yao Ming joined the Rockets as the No. 1 pick in 2002, and his performance slapped the faces of many people who were not optimistic about him, especially the donkey-kissing Barkley, a documentary about Yao Ming is being filmed this year.

Yao Ming’s outstanding performance has made the city of Houston known to more and more Chinese people.

However, Yao Ming is both the cause of success and failure. After Yao Ming retired, coupled with the NBA's own political issues, not to mention the Rockets, the NBA as a whole has entered a period of decline in China.

Houston is also an important port city. Looking at it from a global perspective, it is also a wealthy first-class city, unique among the relatively poor cities in the South.

Reliant Stadium, the largest sports event center in Houston, can accommodate more than 50,000 spectators.

The 2003 NFL season finale will be held here today, with the AFC champion New England Patriots facing the NFC champion Carolina Panthers, attracting fans from hundreds of cities across the United States to watch the game.

Not to mention the expensive game tickets, the costs of flights, local hotels, etc. have also increased several times.

At the Houston airport, a medium-sized plane slowly landed and Eric and Michael got out.

After MGM went public again, Eric bought the plane to use for work.

For someone like him, flying back and forth is as frequent as going to school and going home. In the future, he will fly all over the world. Taking public flights is too slow, so buying a private jet becomes the most cost-effective choice.

The item was not expensive, about 45 million US dollars, and including the cost of various redecorations and equipment, it was bought for 48 million US dollars.

Not counting the crew, the flight can carry 20 people. It only takes more than two hours to fly from Los Angeles to Houston, which is very convenient.

Carol was talking on the phone as he walked, and soon three Lincoln business cars carrying them and their bodyguards headed towards the Ruilant Stadium.

"Boss, there is still more than an hour before the game starts. We can definitely make it in time."

Eric nodded. "Michael, besides Jenny and Justin Timberlake, who else is invited to the halftime show?"

Michael shook his head slightly: "I'm not sure. I've been busy with the recording of The Voice and this year's concert, so I haven't paid much attention to this aspect."

"Boss, there's also Jessica Simpson, P. Diddy, Nelly and Kid Rock." Carol said, turning her head.

Her big white rabbits were so eye-catching that even if Eric didn't want to look, he could still catch a glimpse of them unintentionally, without any intention or care.

"We invited six people this year! It seems that the NFL is paying more and more attention to the halftime show." Michael Jordan was a little surprised.

"Michael, I remember you also participated in the halftime show." Eric suddenly said with interest.

Michael covered his face shyly: "Yes, I participated in 1993. At that time, the halftime show was not as popular as it is now. It was more of an embellishment to the game."

"But you made it popular. Now everyone admits that you started the halftime show. Unfortunately, you only got half of the start."

"What? Why half?" Michael looked at Eric in confusion.

"Because the attention has gone up, but the appearance fee has gone down. Now there is still some remuneration, but if this trend continues, it will probably become a charity performance in ten years."

Carroll smiled and said, "Boss, the current market situation is actually very awkward. Even if many celebrities are willing to perform for free, the NFL is not willing to invite them because their status is too low."

"At least you have to be as well-known as Rock Boy. Otherwise, even if you kneel down at the gate of the alliance, they won't even look at you!"

Compared to Chen Xing, Carol is obviously better at socializing. She can talk but doesn't talk nonsense, which is a good thing.

The current situation she described reminded Eric of the "Sisters Who Make Waves" on the toilet channel before the time travel. He Jie, who was full of negative news, recommended herself every year, but no one paid any attention to her.

It's not that I dislike her bad reputation. After all, what kind of reputation does a toilet station have? How can a TV station that can be called a toilet have a reputation? The real reason is that she has been selected long ago. The so-called self-recommendation is just a cover-up to gain a good image. Many people in the circle know this.

As they were talking, they arrived at the stadium and went to the stands through a special passage.

There are no strange VIP boxes for you to use, they are all just grandstand seats. Even if you are the president or the prince, you still have a grandstand ticket.

The difference is that you can buy all the seats around you, either to create a vacuum area or to have your bodyguards fill the seats, as long as you have money.

There is no need to wear makeup in such occasions because it will not have any effect.

When you buy tickets, the organizers already know the information. They keep an eye on the big stars, cameramen are on standby, and cameras are always capturing and serving.

There are tens of thousands of people at the scene. Forget about putting on makeup. Even if you were turned into ashes, you would still be recognized.

Instead of covering yourself up, it is better to watch the game openly. Once the final starts, no one will pay attention to you as a big star.

"Maiko! Maiko!"

"OMG! Mike! It's really him!"

"Hey! Mike, you're here too! I see you!"

"Oh my god! My eyes seem to be stuck, they seem to be attracted, I see Michael Jackson."

"Look over there Chandler, it's Jackson. He's here to watch the game too. He must be here to cheer for his sister. Wait, that guy next to him looks familiar too."

"Joey, are you crazy? You're an actor, and you don't even know him? Oscar, the Oscar from a few days ago! Did you forget about him so quickly?"

"OMG! OMG! Eric Cooper! It's Eric Cooper! The president of MGM. No, I want to go over and take a look."

"Wait, don't run around, what do you want to do? Can't you see that he is surrounded by burly plainclothes bodyguards?"

"Don't pull me, Ross. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. I want to show it off. What if he gives me a role? He is known as the director who is best at promoting new talents."

"No, don't be impulsive. What are you going to show?"

"Chandler, of course my special skill is the fart sniffing performance, he will be shocked."

Of course, if the game starts, the number of people paying attention to the stars will naturally decrease, but the problem is that it hasn’t started yet.

The two of them immediately attracted many fans who asked for photos and autographs.

It wasn't until Beyonce sang a song that the audience's attention was drawn away.

Then the players from both teams walked onto the field, the game officially started, and the audience's attention returned to the fierce collision.

Oh! Oh! Yeah!

As the strong men fell and were thrown to the ground one after another, the audience at the scene screamed with excitement, as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

"Boss, don't you like football?"

But seeing Eric's expressionless face, Carol asked curiously. In her mind, almost all American men are crazy about football.

Eric shrugged. "I prefer soccer to football."

"Soccer? That's a surprising answer. When my husband was alive, he often said that soccer was boring and the movements were so soft. Compared to rugby, it was more like a woman's sport."

"Haha. It's normal for him to think this way. After all, most American men think this way. But I still think rugby is too barbaric. Even though my brother also plays rugby, I still say this."

Carol smiled and said, "I understand that for upper-class people like you, elegant golf might be your first choice."

"No, actually the underwear bowl is my first choice."

"Hahahaha. Then you should show up in Los Angeles. There are 26 sexy lingerie models fighting each other there. If you're lucky, you might see some clothes bursting. At least that's what the promotional ads say."

The Lingerie Bowl is a new thing that the Major League Baseball has come up with this year.

26 sexy models were recruited, including some Playboy girls and other contestants with certain fame and fans.

The girls will be divided into two teams and compete, wearing only bikinis during the competition.

They will tear, collide, run, jump up and down, and there is no guarantee that some covering will fall to the ground, revealing something that should not be exposed.

And compared to the high ticket prices of several thousand dollars for a Super Bowl, the Lingerie Bowl is only $20, which is very reasonable. However, the game only lasts more than 20 minutes.

When the Major League Baseball announced this competition, men all over America went crazy and were crying out for food!

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Many die-hard fans are hesitant: Should I watch the Super Bowl or the Lingerie Bowl?

The difficulty of this question is no less than if your wife and mother fall into the water at the same time.

Eric chuckled, "The league should really stagger the timing of the Lingerie Bowl and the Super Bowl, and hold them at the same time so that many people will face Sophie's choice."

"But it doesn't matter to me. I don't care about the Super Bowl anyway. I will definitely go to the Lingerie Bowl next year to observe and learn."

As he said that, Eric glanced at her huge breasts again and thought that those 26 models might be inferior to you.

With these two big guys, I don't know if you can run? In the field, Eric also saw CCTV, Sina, Sohu and other Chinese media. CCTV was broadcasting the game live, while Sina and Sohu were still the same old way, with live text and pictures.

Since last year, the NFL has been looking forward to entering the market across the ocean, which is said to have a terrifying market of 1.3 billion people.

Once it expands like basketball, it will be enough to raise the influence of rugby to a higher level, and it will soon become the second sport in the world.

Unfortunately, there is no Yao Ming in the field of football, nor a movie "Ace Player" popular among Chinese teenagers.

China does not have the land to build a stadium, and parents will not allow their children to participate in such a dangerous sport.

If all these conditions are met and the leadership is interested, this plan may actually be realized.

Eric watched the game in a daze, not even understanding the rules, and was completely indifferent to the frenzied atmosphere.

Even when the camera was specifically focused on him and Michael Jordan, he just waved symbolically and didn't seem excited at all.

It was not until the half-time break that the players from both teams replenished their energy and the half-time show that countless people had been looking forward to began.

Eric and Michael looked at each other and focused their attention.

The performances of several stars were interspersed, each for a period of time, until Jenny came on stage.

The song she sang today was "Someone To Call My Lover", a very sexy song that matched the hot atmosphere of the scene.

Coupled with the gorgeous stage effects and the sexy leather-clad half-naked male and female dancers, the whole audience immediately cheered.

However, there was one thing that was different from Eric's memory. He remembered that Jenny should have worn a black performance costume in this show, but the one that appeared on the stage was red.

“Jenny’s clothes seem to have changed, what does she want to do?”

Eric thought to himself that he could only pray that nothing unexpected happened.

"Jenny is in great shape. I can see she's very excited, but this causes the power of the dance to be a little unbalanced." Michael commented in a low voice as he watched.

"Imbalanced? What's unbalanced? I can't see it at all."

"It may not have any impact on ordinary audiences, it's just my personal feeling."

"Well, Michael, you can't use your own standards to demand everyone, even if the other person is your sister."

At this time, with a burst of military drums, the scum Justin Timberlake appeared, and Eric's attention became more focused.

On the stage, the two began to sing "Rock Your Body" together. They sang and did dance moves, mainly Jenny dancing.

She made some provocative movements in accordance with the lyrics, but did not dance closely with Jia Renzha. Instead, she always kept a certain distance from him.

On the other hand, Jia Renzha showed a look of surprise for a moment, but then he continued to rap and tried to get close to Jenny.

The two of them walked forward and backward, singing as they went.

It looks like they are working well together, but it also feels like they are playing catch-up.

As the song progressed further, Eric's heart became more and more nervous.

Oh. Wow Amid the thunderous cheers from the audience, Jia Renzha suddenly caught up with Jenny and sang the last few lyrics.

At the moment the last word fell, he suddenly reached out to grab Jenny's breasts, and then pulled them hard in front of tens of thousands of people in the audience.

It was very powerful. Anyone could see that the force was quite strong.

But! The bra didn't move at all!

What was expected did not happen. Jia Renzha's expression was obviously stunned for a moment, and then he pulled hard again.

At this point not only did the song end, but even the background music stopped.

But Jenny's microphone was stuck in her collar, so she could clearly pick up the sound of the pulling.

Swish!

This time the clothes finally couldn't withstand the force and were torn apart in an instant.

But! No breasts were exposed! The black bra protected the little sister inside very well, and the exposed content was not as much as that of the dancers.

Although it may not be nice to say this, there is really nothing to see. The photos are much more impressive than this scene.

Jenny hurriedly covered her chest and took a step back, looking at Jia the scumbag in surprise.

Pah! There was another crisp sound that the whole audience could hear, and Jenny slapped Justin Timberlake in the face.

(End of this chapter)