Chicago 1990

On February 22, in a small room full of sports equipment, the wooden debris rack creaked continuously, and then it shook more and more violently. Several badminton tubes on the upper floor fell and rolled. To the corner.

After a while, everything suddenly stood still. A beautiful blonde girl blushed and walked around the debris shelf. She tucked the corners of her clothes into a short sports skirt, and then took possession of her to clean up the things on the ground.

"I'll do it later, Cathy." Song Ya appeared behind her, putting on a T-shirt and said.

"it is good."

The girl softly agreed, went to open the door and looked out, then turned around and put her arms around his neck, "I love you APLUS."

The beloved girl got the key to the gym's utility room this semester, but Song Ya never showed up on campus. Today, she finally caught a chance to get together.

The warm kiss ended, "You will graduate early at the end of this semester, right?" The girl's eyes were full of sadness.

"Yes."

Song Ya has almost completed the admission qualifications for the University of Chicago, "You can continue to work part-time at my record company during the summer vacation."

"I will."

The two lingered for a while before they slipped out like thieves one after another.

"APLUS, bulletin board magazine." When he returned home, Taraji walked into the study with a lot of things, "and the Rolling Stone, TheSource...I have marked all the places related to you." She reported. Lots of entertainment magazine titles, "Also, a demo of the first issue of American Music in 1992."

"It turned out to be only the twelfth..."

Song Ya's most concern is naturally the bulletin board rankings. ihateuiloveu failed to land in the top ten as expected. In the first week, it was ranked after Mariah Carey's Can\'tLetGo and U2 was ranked 12th.

"The top ten has MJ, the prince, Elton John, George Michael and a bunch of superstars, the twelfth is very good." Taraji said.

"Well, as Hayden said, the heat generated by gossip is too much water."

Song Ya opened the Rolling Stone magazine again, "A touching love song, very suitable for men and women who are entangled in feelings, ihateuiloveu from APLUS and Fergie, the lyrics and composition APLUS well implement the concept of lessismore (less is more), The accompaniment only uses simple piano sounds, but with the vocal voice, it expresses the suppressed turbulence and impulse under the calm and sad appearance. This is in stark contrast with his noisy debut second-hand shop, and also shows that this talented musician is constantly The courage to explore and the ambition to be unwilling to be shaped. The fly in the ointment is that the MV of this song is a bit too ignorant. I heard that APLUS made more money last year than many world-renowned singers in the industry, but still maintains a consistently shabby MV production budget. I thought it was the first time I saw it. MTV found a landscape film to match it. ’

This time, the music critic is finally not Philby. He speaks a lot less yin and yang. Indeed, the final effect of Zach Schneider’s MV is hugely different from the original version. It is not because of his poor director level, but the difference in equipment. Many The picture, such as the sea waves without the exquisiteness brought by the high quality, is completely different in taste, even if the professional music critics have no taste, what Song Ya wants to express.

TheSource, a magazine focused on hip-hop music, is naturally very interested in Song Ya’s rap part of ihateuiloveu. “APLUS blurs the line between rap and singing, and brings a new and special thing to the audience. It’s very interesting. We are now I'm more and more looking forward to this kid's first album, should it be coming soon? ’

He also read other music reviews, and they were basically praise. It seems that this song is very popular among professionals.

Mila's new album was almost ignored by professional music critics, although her bad man also dropped into the back of the top 50 of the Billboard Weekly Chart.

After a little calm, he dialed Samuel’s phone, "Mr. Samuel, yes, I came to you for the release of ihateuiloveu, or the same way, help me stare at Sony Columbia Records...yes, also With SBK records, I should also enjoy a portion of the income from Mira’s first album. Yes, the lyrics and music to De Klerk should be less than one percent."

"I read the related reports of A+ copyright and asset management company. You also have a SaaMagni. The lyrics and music have signed a contract with Lao Qiao Records, right?"

"Uh, yes, but I will let Song Asheng take charge over there. Your professional company like Yongdao is not suitable for dealing with financial transactions related to Lao Qiao's music..." According to Yongdao's audit strength, Song Ya is afraid that Lao Qiao will be affected. I can't turn my face off, after all, there is a stake in the big boss Kenneth, so it's not easy to check it too carefully.

"I understand." Samuel was also very witty and didn't pursue it.

After the phone call, Song Ya began to read the demo of Amerika Music Magazine. Although he did not have the right to change some of the pages as agreed, the deputy editor who represented his own interests sent all the demos.

On the cover will be Lia Salonga, who had negotiated with Shirley Fleming, the Asian girl in evening clothes sitting at the piano, looking directly at the camera confidently and demurely. In the special report on the inside page, the magazine selected a photo of her when she was auditioning for Miss Saigon at the age of 18. She was still very young at the time wearing a rustic white shirt, and Shirley Fleming made up the Upper East Side. The old story begins with a story about an Asian Cinderella coming to the United States to realize the value of life. It is a very standard narrative of the American dream. The bird's-eye attitude and gesticulation between the lines are exactly the same as the part of the musical Miss Saigon that made Song Ya feel uncomfortable.

Although it was agreed that the headline topic was within the scope of Shirley Fleming’s editor-in-chief, Song Ya couldn’t help but altered a few places and wrote on the back of the sample: “Ms. Fleming, don’t you think you are too much? Take it for granted? Or you have never visited Leah Salonga, her father is a shipping company boss with a Philippine military background, and her growth environment is completely inconsistent with what you described at the beginning! ’

After reading the demos, Song Ya is generally satisfied. Although the appreciation of the show is still limited, it is certain to lose money this year, but it is always changing in a good direction. It is a victory to maintain stability and get the first issue out on time.

Watching Taraji sorting out the samples, packing them and sending them back to the magazine, suddenly Hayden and Yeremov rushed in one after another. Hayden took the cassette and headed straight to the TV with a solemn expression.

He was so familiar with this scene that he didn't need to ask to know that something happened again.

The news source came from a local television station in Los Angeles. The cameraman seemed to be running, and the picture was trembling. When finally stabilized, two blonde girls, one tall and one short, appeared in front of the camera.

Looks like Mira and Fergie? The scene is probably somewhere in Los Angeles Airport.

"Ah..." Taraji put his hand on his mouth artificially, "There is a good show."

The two of them turned their backs to the camera and didn't look at each other, but from the perspective of body language they should be talking.

Mila hugged her hands on her chest. At first she was calm and relaxed. After ten seconds, she didn’t know what Fergie said irritated her. Suddenly she stretched out her hand and grabbed Fergie’s hair. She is tall and has long hands. He staggered the opponent so far, and finally fell to the ground.

On the TV came the exclamation and weird calls of reporters and paparazzi around the photographer.

Mira seemed to still want to pursue ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Her agent and assistants rushed over to stop her, and Jimmy on the other side also went to help Fergie.

When reminded, Milla looked back at the reporters here, then turned and tried to leave.

Fergie got up from the ground, without knowing where she was, pushing Jimmy away, sullenly, and slammed into Mira.

Mila couldn't help but was held by her waist, and the two fell together along the inertia.

Now Fergie was riding on her, occupying a favorable position. The short girl slapped Mila's face aggressively, and the crisp slap in the face was perfectly captured by the camera.

"Oh!" the reporters roared in unison.

Then there were screams and torns. The girls' fighting tricks were used for grabbing hair, pulling clothes, and scratching nails.

The cameramen and reporters all squeezed forward.

Airport security came to stop people.

Mila’s bodyguard finally reacted after a brief stupefaction. He stepped forward and grabbed Fergie’s arms, trying to pull her away from Mila, but he didn’t expect that Mila was holding Fergie’s shirt firmly, one facing outwards. Pulling, pulling one downwards, Fergie's clothes were pulled apart like rubber bands, revealing the majestic pink underwear wrapped under her chest.

The reporters began to press the shutter madly, and the screen was turned into a blank white by the flash.

Jimmy went to rescue Fergie bravely, but was tripped on the ground by the suitcase, so he could only grab Mila's bodyguard's leg and was dragged on the ground by the strong bodyguard.

In the end, the two were separated, and Milla, with her disheveled hair, raised her long legs and tried to kick Fergie, who was pulled away, under the obstruction of her assistant. The picture was frozen in the white **** under her skirt...

When the TV screen turned into gray noise, Song Ya still opened her mouth and held her forehead with her hands, without saying a word.

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