Chicago 1990

　　 The first round of audition ends, and Song Ya submits the list to Daniel.

　　 "Sit down, we will have a short meeting later."

　　 The Daniel comparison list behind the boss’s desk, concentrating on searching on Apple’s Macintosh laptop, "Are you still using Mira?" he asked.

　　 Daniel's office is large but narrow and long. The long bookshelf full of trophies, photos and vinyl records occupies most of the space. Except for the boss's desk, the rest of the space is only enough for a low modular sofa.

　　 "Mira meets my requirements."

　　 Song Ya sat down, the sofa was very soft, and people sank in and felt that their buttocks were about to touch the ground, "hasn't her mother transferred her to yours?"

"Yes, this is often the case when close relatives become celebrity agents. The lack of professional skills makes them unable to see the essence of the incident, often picking up sesame seeds and losing watermelon, and making decisions very impulsively." Daniel was very disapproving, he raised his head, "But since you did what I asked for, it's still the same sentence, I'm fine, but... the second round of audition stared at a lot of people, your conclusion must be convinced. Everyone, at least can't give others too much room for questioning."

　　 "I understand, I will take the time to give Mira a special training in these two days." Song Ya replied.

　　Daniel chuckled, not saying anything.

　　 At this time, the door was knocked and opened, and six or seven people walked in and sat down on the sofa. Most of the middle and high levels of SBK are old guys who have worked together for a long time. The people who come in are like Daniel, 30 or 40 years old, white, and male. No politeness, no nonsense, straight to the subject, Song Ya didn't figure out who was called and which one was in charge until the end of the meeting. Of course, he didn't have much motivation and energy to figure it out.

Releasing a single is not just as simple as finding someone to record the song. It must take into account all aspects. As a temporary independent producer cooperating with SBK, Song Ya may not be responsible for other aspects except the song production part, but the work is The overall tone is still to focus on his opinions.

　　 In that case, the main content of this small meeting is that Song Ya accepts various inquiries and questions.

"Yes, she is black, she is from Broadway, and she has no doubt about her singing skills, but she is not suitable for this song, her voice, her handling, make singing like an impassioned accusation, I don’t want it at all. This effect."

　　 "Please note! This song is a very personal work. It is an expression of my attitude. This is the prerequisite basis for my cooperation with you. The title and style cannot be changed."

"No, no, no flashbacks, no need for Dr. King or Kennedy, no need for any politicians to appear in the MV...Let’s put it this way, I’m really expressing my attitude about the status quo in South Africa, but At the same time, it is necessary to give the audience and audience a very clear hint. My thoughts are naive, and are the immature thinking of an ordinary high school student in the United States. So it is better for the MV to make people forget the recording industry, simple or even rough Point, don’t have any traces of deliberate carving. It is enough for a young man to walk along the road of life and sing in a low voice."

　　 "Because De Klerk is our friend, he is scolded in the song, but he is still our friend, he released Mandela, he promoted the process of equality in South Africa, I just think he is not fast enough."

　　 "Yes, I need a sense of contrast, singing equal rights songs, and the tone is light, I don't want to lead people to hatred of De Klerk..."

　　 "I personally have some resources for affirmative activities..."

　　 "Of course, of course, your energy is greater... Yes, as long as it works properly, the topicality will be exposed..."

"You have the final say on what version... Do you mean that if you take the path of event exposure in the early stage, there will be many opportunities for live singing, so the cooperation between the singer and the band is very important, you need to record the studio version while running in, right? "

　　 "OK, I don't have any opinion on the band candidate... Dile is okay, the keyboard player can continue to use him."

　　 "Everything went well, the progress was delayed by a day due to Isco's problem, but I advanced the second round of audition schedule and came back."

　　 The ‘small meeting’ lasted for a long time, until everyone stopped talking.

　　 "So..." Daniel opened his hands, "Did we agree?"

　　 Everyone looked at each other and nodded, as it should be.

　　 "Very good, APLUS, you did a good job. Keep going." Daniel got up to see off the guests.

　　 Song Ya held back for a long time, and quickly found the bathroom after going out and closed the partition door.

　　 "Does that boy want to elect the president in the future? A set of sets." At this time, the voice of men talking from the washstand outside.

　　 "The White House is called the White House, not because it was painted white." Another man replied, familiar, he should be the one who was in the office just now.

　　 "Hehe, your girl is in danger. Judging from the results of the first round, her tone is not pleasing to the boy."

"I do not mind."

　　 "Does it really matter? Your girl seems to be a little tight lately."

　　 "FXXX! Even you know?"

　　 "Did you just suggest that I am the least informed person in SBK?"

　　 "You are indeed a bit out of gregariousness recently."

　　 "My wife is watching too tightly, forget this, let's talk back to your girl."

　　 "Are you willing to help?"

　　 "Of course, but with conditions, you have to..."

　　 The conversation faded away.

　　 "It seems that the battle around the second round of qualifying has begun..." Song Ya frowned and came out of the bathroom. The competition for opportunity in the New York record company was so fierce that he had expected.

　　 Back to the recording studio, Hayden waited for him inside, "How am I doing?" He asked for credit when he met, "In a few words, Mrs. Jovovich was moved."

"Not bad."

　　 Song Ya is very satisfied, "She moves incredibly fast, and your persuasion is very effective."

　　 "Hahaha."

Hayden laughed. "In fact, it’s not that difficult. The people behind her ran Mira to the second round, and then was forced back by Daniel. As long as she is not stupid, she can understand who is the one in SBK. A person of power. And with so many people competing for your song, she can't be unaware of the opportunities contained in it. It's natural to make the decision to change the court."

　　 "Thank you anyway, this time you made a contribution." Song Yaxiao complimented Hayden, "How did Mrs. Jovovich arrange?"

　　 "She rented a private music classroom, close to Brooklyn..." Hayden took out the map and looked for it. "It's quite far away."

"Mila should have made a lot of money? Where did her money go? I have observed ~www.ltnovel.com~ Mrs. Jovovich drove a notebook car in the early ten thousand years. It was that car in Chicago, and it was still that in New York. It means that they are driving back and forth between the two places.” Song Ya knows that the law and order in Brooklyn is not very good. The position in New York is about the same as that of South City to Chicago. Renting a place near there is nothing but cheap.

　　 "Who knows, the money Mira has made over the years..."

　　 Hayden thought about it, "There must be millions of dollars."

　　 There is no saying in the recording industry that it will be nine to five. After guiding the band for the first rehearsal, it is already nine o’clock in the evening. Song Ya and Eric sat on Xiao Huang and went straight to the agreed place.

　　 "Taxi is too expensive." Song Ya secretly distressed after paying the fare and tip.

　　 "Hello, APLUS..."

　　 Mrs. Jovovich had been praying outside the music classroom for a long time, and she was relieved when she saw Song Ya, "I thought you wouldn't come. I have to apologize for the words that day, I misunderstood you."

"It's okay. Now we are all Mr. Daniel's people. It's okay to help each other." Song Ya walked into the music classroom, and Milla sat on the bench in front of the upright piano, saw herself coming in, and immediately looked away , I still ignore people, but it's not as arrogant as that day.

　　 Hayden threw the pot away to Daniel, and Daniel did not reveal it. Now the mother and daughter have a much better opinion of Song Ya.

　　 "Uh...Mrs. Jovovich, where is the bathroom?" The wingman Eric started.

　　 "Here..." Mira's mother was led away.

"Hi, Mila." Song Ya quickly approached the goal, and sat down beside Mei Ren'er. "You only have two nights, so I won't talk nonsense. Are you ready? When you're ready, let's start from the first The festival begins."