Chicago 1990

　　Dilai couldn't help laughing when he saw Song Ya eating watermelon, he quickly covered his mouth.

　　 "You babe!"

　　 Eric grabbed him by the collar again, "You were pulling the frame just now, right?"

"Hey! Hey!" Diley explained quickly, "I'm afraid you will cause trouble! As long as you meet Robert, he will be able to call police officers and lawyers immediately. It is you and APLUS that will suffer the most! Believe me, Robert He's a veteran. He used to use this trick against us. You know, white rock youths don't have a good temper."

　　 "Calm down! Eric." Song Ya also persuaded.

　　 "You shouldn't have eaten that slice of watermelon just now..." Eric sat back angrily.

　　 "Uh..." Song Ya awkwardly threw the melon skin into the fruit plate and wiped his hands. "I'll make a call first."

　　 He called Michelle first, "Uh...Dr. Michelle, I want to ask, what should I do if I get a watermelon from a white man?"

　　 Michelle agreed to help without hesitation. After the two talked, Song Ya put down the microphone and thought about it, and then called Old Joe.

　　 "Yo! My dear APLUS, I love you so much, I love you love you..."

Old Qiao was very excited. He opened his mouth and said, "Hey! Where are we now?" He asked the person at that end, "Haha! The weekly billboard singles chart is 11th! The specific sales figures have not yet come out. I heard that SBK ordered a million copies! How could there be a few hundred thousand sales in the first week? Have you heard? I invited Lori and I live on Saturday night. It was Saturday night. on site……"

　　 Song Ya listened patiently to Lao Qiao's bragging about RAP, and then told him about his situation.

　　 "No problem, I will call my friends in New York, you wait!" Old Joe promised.

　　 After waiting for ten minutes, Old Qiao's call came back. This time his tone became heavier, "APLUS, did you eliminate all black girls in an audition?"

　　 "Uh..." Song Ya said darkly, "They don't meet the style I requested..."

"Hey! You shouldn't do that, even if you act like APLUS, even if you do it to others! I have experienced the era of apartheid. At that time, white people knew how to put a few black Indians in the government. Now friends in New York have very big opinions on you. They think that you are not your own. You should know that you are a mixed race and your skin color is pale, so you should pay more attention..."

　　 "I'm stupid."

　　 Song Ya could only admit his mistake, "I didn't think so much..."

"I don’t have much energy in New York, and you know the last time we bumped into walls in New York... If we were in the South City of Chicago, we could play that babe casually. You can use the recording studio of Old Joe’s music. Propaganda outside..." Old Qiao was helpless.

　　 Song Ya thanked him, Lisa knocked on the door and came in, "Daniel let you pass."

　　 Come to Daniel's office, Robert is also there, sitting on the sofa smoking a cigarette.

　　 "Don't make any extravagances this time, don't mess up, what I said!"

　　 Daniel was so angry that he was pacing in the office, "There are only three of us in this room, Robert, apologize! Apologies to APLUS."

　　 "I did nothing." Robert pretended to be innocent.

　　 "Don't! Follow me! Talking bullshit!" Daniel yelled at Robert, and he picked up the phone, "Let Dyley come up, did he see everything?"

　　 "Okay, okay, okay, I was impulsive, but the little servant of APLUS also scolded me as a bastard." Robert was a little flustered.

　　Daniel was almost mad, "That's not the same thing! Robert, don't play tricks with me, we all know that it's not the same thing at all!"

"Uh... Actually, there is no need to apologize. I may not accept the apology." Song Ya said calmly: "I have already called the Chicago Equal Rights Organization. They will contact the organization in New York to ask about this. The protest fax should be sent immediately. arrive."

　　 "Wow wow wow wow, the black suit is here! Not enough advantage!" Robert clapped his hands at Song Ya angrily.

"my God!"

　　Daniel hugged his head in pain, and thought for a while, "Robert, you apologize first, then pack up your things, and go...Go to Manila...There is a shortage of manpower over there."

　　 Robert was anxious, "Hey! I will be bitten to death by a mosquito!"

　　 "Apologize." Daniel looked at him coldly.

　　 Robert buried his firstborn for a while, "Well, APLUS, I feel sorry for what happened just now..."

　　 "Apologize!"

　　 "..., I'm sorry APLUS, I solemnly apologize to you..."

　　 "Go and pack things!"

　　 Watching Robert go out with his head down, Daniel stepped forward and patted Song Ya on the shoulder, "That's it...Are you satisfied?" He said, "Don't be extravagant, we said before."

Song Ya nodded. He remembered what Old Qiao had just said, "I want to switch to Chicago for rehearsals. I am alone here. You know, Lisa often brings people into the studio without my consent. , And took me to meet people I shouldn’t see, as well as Isco before, Robert now, and the all-pervasive agents in New York."

　　 He and Daniel communicated this matter seriously, and Daniel also agreed, saying that SBK will bear all the expenses and the rent of Old Joe’s music. "This money cannot be saved, otherwise there will be legal disputes in the future..."

　　 Saying goodbye to Daniel, Song Ya returned to the recording studio, "How is it?" Eric asked.

　　 "Robert apologizes and got off to Manila." Song Ya replied.

　　 "Yeah!" Eric was very happy, "How is this result? Isn't it a good result?" He asked Dile.

　　 "It's pretty good." Dile smiled wryly, "Don't even think about it if it is us white people."

The recording studio phone rang again, and Song Ya picked it up. Mila's cry came from inside, "That person is still in the hotel lobby, and that person has not left yet..." She said incoherently, "That agent, in his hand. have photos."

　　 "Calm down, Mila, calm down, and explain clearly what's going on!" Song Ya tried to persuade her, "Eric, call a taxi."

　　 He rushed to the hotel with Eric and Dile anxiously, and at a glance, he saw the old white man in the lobby who had blackmailed with photos before.

　　 "You son of a bitch!" He gritted his teeth and cursed, really angry this time.

　　 "Hey! Don't be impulsive..." The old man pointed to the hotel security guard who was looking over, "Let's go over there and talk, it won't delay you much time."

　　 Songya left Eric and Dile at the door and followed him to the corner of the lobby.

　　 "I did my homework this time, and I saw you again, haha, BOY..." The old man smiled slyly, "My girl should still have a chance."

　　 "Mila is the candidate Daniel has decided. Are you not afraid to offend him?" Song Ya tried her best to stay calm.

　　 "Of course, Daniel will not change candidates, but what if Mira voluntarily withdraws?"

The old man took out the photo again, "Mila is a movie heroine invested by Columbia Pictures in the second half of the year. I think Colombia will care about their new star making a black boyfriend, right? The record is still going to be a movie, and Mrs. Jovovich upstairs has a hard time making a choice... The movie called Return to the Blue Coral Reef is a big opportunity. The target of the remake, the heroine is Brooke Shields! Milla's eyes There's a chance to match Brooke Shields! Guess who her mother would give up? By the way, they forgot to say, they might be crying upstairs now."

Song Ya laughed instead, "You admire your perseverance, but I am also very surprised at your stupidity. Do you think that I will find my girlfriend to investigate these things beforehand? What is the value of a cool movie on the beach? I replaced you. Would you like to watch your girlfriend go to make that kind of movie? And Brooke Xiaosi was completely exposed in the Yanwa Biography when she was 13 years old. Is it any good for me to learn from Mira? The photos are ready, I wish that Mila’s movie would become pornographic! Even if Mila quit, there would be no share of your girl! Besides, didn’t Michael Jackson ever be Brooke Shields’ boyfriend? Isn’t he black? Which movie Is the company embarrassing Brooke Shields because of this?"

　　 The old man was said in a daze, "That's Michael Jackson." He sneered at Song Ya, "You are APLUS."

　　 "FXXXYOU! The second-hand store created by my fifteen-year-old has been on the Billboard Weekly Singles Chart in the first week!"

　　 The old man was fascinated by one sentence. He buried his head exactly like Robert, and after thinking about it for a few minutes, he raised his head and said, "One hundred thousand dollars, buy my film."

　　 Song Ya took out the cheque book, after signing several pens, tore off one, and threw it on the opponent's face, "Five thousand dollars for you to buy a coffin! Eric! Dile!"

　　 He called the two of them over, "Stare at him, get back all the negatives!"