Chicago 1990

　　 The next day, Song Ya was lying halfway on the sofa in the control room, staring at the four band members in the recording studio debugging equipment.

Daniel likes crazy collection of street rock bands, but few can publish films, almost all of them are losing money. The people at SBK call his hobby "quirks" behind the scenes, which objectively caused the competition of similar musicians within the company to be very fierce. . Since FXXXYOU's single will be released in the studio first, it will also be used for performances in the future, so in addition to the keyboardist Dile, the other three positions have provoked a fight, and the studio is the winner.

It was only five o’clock in the morning to bid farewell to Mila and her mother and rushed back. After about three hours of sleep, Song Ya fully recovered. Young is able to survive. Of course, there is something better than him. Eric, the tuner of, is already in front of the mixer with headphones on.

　　 "It seems that black stars like to lead followers. Oh no, there is a reason for the partners. Eric's wingman mission last night was performed perfectly." Song Ya thought to himself. Yesterday he lifted up Mila's little skirt, but it was a pity that Mrs. Jovovich woke up and didn't see anyone find it. If it wasn't for Eric's clever delay, the two of them were almost caught.

　　 Song Ya twisted his fingers to miss the touch of last night, emmm... The white girl's skin is actually not as delicate as Ellie's hybrid.

　　 At this time Hayden opened the door and came in. "Let's go out and say." Song Ya jumped up and pulled Hayden outside to find a convenient place to talk.

　　 "I need Mira's real situation." He explained the task to Hayden.

　　 "It wasn't last time..." Hayden had already introduced him to him before.

　　 "I don't think it's right."

Mrs. Jovovich doesn’t look like that kind of greedy person, and she looks very tightly at Mira, which seems to be different from the rumors. Except for the cheap cars they drive, their outfits are in line with Mira. Income, the travel bag brand that I saw in the music classroom last night is also very high-end, but the appearance of such a large travel bag in the music classroom is a problem in itself. "You can use the resources of William Morris to check."

　　 Hayden made a few calls with the phone, then came back and said embarrassingly: "It might cost some money."

　　 "How much is it?" Song Ya asked.

　　 Hayden made another call, "Eight hundred dollars." He reported the number, "Actually, I can ask if I ask slowly."

　　 Song Ya took out the checkbook, "Buy it, I'll write you a check."

"APLUS, you were wearing second-hand clothes when you came to New York not long ago." Hayden said sincerely: "You are very different from other African celebrities who like to splurge after becoming famous. I don't want you to follow them. Way."

　　 "Buy it." Song Ya wrote a good check, "I won't, thank you Hayden."

　　 Lisa came over, "Daniel wants to see you, APLUS."

　　 Song Ya went to Daniel's office.

　　 "Mira?" Daniel wiped the silver golf club, and this was the problem he cared about.

"Yay."

　　 "Well, I actually paid attention to the second-hand store song very early, but do you know why I still lag behind Warner?" Daniel asked.

　　 Song Ya shook his head and secretly began to be wary. Every time Daniel started a long talk, he would worry about whether he would be fooled.

"Because I didn't believe you wrote it at first, who would start writing songs for others when they were fifteen years old! And it was the first song. Although many singers became famous at fifteen years old, they were fifteen years old. Just concentrate on composing? Haha... When I was fifteen, I felt that I was the biggest in the world, and my self-awareness was overwhelming. When I was conceiving a song, I didn't even think about singing it to others.

Daniel waved the club casually, "I went to the copyright unit to compare for a long time. I didn't set out to find you until I was able to confirm that the song was not plagiarism. Fortunately, it was not too late. I haven't got the specific data, but our MV is on MTV. After the TV broadcast, the second-hand store's sales of singles have exploded, so there should be no problem with getting platinum records in the future."

　　Platinum record, that's one million sales. Song Ya thought about 10% of his lyrics and 3% of his bet against Daniel, and licked his lips.

"You can make a lot of money from this song, but I want to say that the real big money is Lori and Joe. I am rich and rich in America. A single that enters the TOP50 billboard of the year can basically make the singer a lifetime. Financial freedom, as long as they don’t squander arbitrarily. The early stage relied on records, and then commercial performances, advertisements, and activities across the country were softened. After three or five years, they got angry and started singing in casinos. Ten years later, they dormant and twenty years later. Those people who listened to songs grew older and began to look for nostalgia, and then came out to make a wave... Even with gray hair, there are still people under the stage of the music festival who will cheer for you. Why? Because young people are following the trend, but In order to show their distinctive taste, some of them started to talk about ancient times."

Daniel said a big deal, "So young musicians can usually sing by themselves when they write songs. If they can't sing by themselves, they have to make a band and get on stage by themselves. Only after the age of twenty-five or thirty will they begin to consider others and accept Invitation song. You are an alternative, APLUS."

　　 "Apocalypse plug-in is not good, what can I do." Song Ya muttered.

　　 "You are a little girl song that many people like..."

Daniel got up and swung the empty stick. "I underestimated it. I feel the pressure from the outside world now. Don’t think the audition singers are newcomers, but the agents and other relationships behind them are very capable. I can’t delay. Yes, tomorrow’s second round of audition will be the last round. Once the audition is over, you will announce the candidate, Mira or other girls, so far, closed, we are closed!"

　　 Coming out of Daniel’s office, Song Ya went to Hayden and took a fax from him.

The news of the purchase of eight hundred dollars is only a few lines. Milla’s father, Mr. Jovovich, has set up an investment company in Los Angeles and is currently on the verge of bankruptcy. It is no wonder that her mother and daughter are in a bit of embarrassment, but still Will not lose the glamorous appearance. Then there is a problem with Mira’s so-called most memorable female title. The activities launched by that fashion magazine are called unforgettable women, not the result of authoritative selection. In addition, the Mira family claimed that they were born in The family of a military tycoon left Ermao after being persecuted. Although this cannot be verified, there are many doubts in it. It is most likely a lie made up for immigration.

　　 "Will you go there at night?" Hayden asked.

　　 "Go, why not." Song Ya walked into the studio, "Get ready to drink." He told Eric.

　　 It is still nine o'clock, Song Ya and Eric visit the music classroom again.

　　 "Hi..." Mila put her hands behind her back, gently shook her shoulders, and greeted Song Ya with a little shyness.

　　 Mrs. Jovovich's eyes are traversing between the daughter and Song Ya who are not good at concealing feelings, her facial expressions are extremely complicated, UU reading www. uukanshu.com "Why bring wine?" He saw the Chivas that Eric had put on the desk.

"The biggest problem with Mila right now is not enough to let go." Song Ya explained to her, "She shoots too many print ads, and she always habitually shows her indifferent and cool side to the camera. This is not good. She needs the kind of slightly drunken feeling, the kind of swinging her body with the music, while singing, teasing the audience, teasing the audience, similar to the state of a **** kitten, yes, it is a **** kitten."

　　 Mrs. Jovovich is silent, she finds a seat to sit down, no longer questioning anything.

"It seems that you are really short of money. Even if Mira has a movie starring in the second half of the year, he still refuses to let go of this opportunity..." Song Ya sneered in his heart. He would not make the mistake of the second-hand store song again and let Mira A family like Lori is so cheap that they are not betraying themselves.

　　The teaching is going on again. As Mila drinks more and more wine, her singing and typhoon are getting closer and closer to the original song in Song Ya's mind.

　　 In the early morning, the two finally found the opportunity and sneaked into the men's bathroom hand in hand.

　　 In the partition, two young people were drunk, groping and kissing panting.

"and many more."

Mila’s legs were raised by Song Ya, and the 1.7-meter-old white girl was folded. Her suspended body was in an M shape with her back against the wall. Xiao Nene had hung her ankle long ago. She seemed to suddenly get rid of her drunkenness. The little hand pushed Song Ya's chest, the pair of kitten-like green eyes gleamed, "I think...I want to wait for that song...we'll..."

　　 "This is a paradox dear..."

　　 Song Ya stared at her charming face and said softly: "Without you, there would be no that song, and without that song, I would not have you."

　　Mila wanted to say something, but Song Ya didn't care, she sent it forward.