There was also a scream of a woman who was knocked down outside the door, and apologized by Spike's departure.

When Spike appeared in front of the producer with a tired look, the producer said nothing. He just patted his shoulder and signaled that he should go out.

Spike suddenly had an expression on his face to go to the execution ground. He gritted his teeth and walked into the studio resolutely.

When he started hosting the show with a habitual sneer in front of the camera, his lower body was moving around on the chair, his stomach kept urging.

"...Tony Don't wins the league championship as he wishes... They...well, their championship was very thrilling. Until their game was over, the league championship still belongs to Arsenal..."

Careful audiences must have discovered that Carl Spike, who used to be smart and spoke very quickly, always overwhelmed the questioners in terms of momentum, said it very slowly today. He tried hard to make himself think carefully, but in the eyes of the audience, he only felt that he was all weird today. It was not right. But he couldn't say what was wrong.

"...I didn't expect that Bentner's last-minute goal helped Manchester City tie Arsenal. Nottingham Forest dramatically won the championship... Here, congratulations to Nottingham Forest..."

Spike gritted his teeth. At the same time, he cursed hysterically. He shouted:

"Damn bastard! Tony Done! What cake did you give me!! You despicable and shameless devil deserved to be cut into pieces by thousands of knives! I want to curse you that you will never have any descendants in your life!!!"

Suddenly, my stomach made another gurgling sound. Hearing this sound, Spike's face turned green...

The majority of TV viewers would not know why Carl Spike was so abnormal tonight. But one person must know because he was smiling happily in front of the TV.

"What are you laughing at, Uncle Tony?" Shania heard the laughter and walked out curiously. Then she saw Carl Spike in the TV screen.

"Oh, that person...didn't you give him a cake table? Why do I think his face is still very bad?"

Tang En explained to Shania while laughing: "Ah, I ordered that thing a few days earlier. And you know, there is no refrigerator to put such a big cake. The weather has been getting hotter these days..."

Shania understood, and a smile appeared on her face as a show-like smile: "Ah-Uncle Tony, you are so bad!"

The next day, Carl Spike angrily criticized Don N's despicable and shameless tricks in his column, and lamented that he had diarrhea after eating cakes that had expired.

But he didn't get much sympathy.

Instead, he became the new joke in England.

There are even fungic people who leave messages under his column asking if he has pulled his pants while supporting the show.
Chapter completed!