Chicago 1990

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Empire Theater, New York.

Song Ya and Daniel met in the VIP box here, and the other party called to say that there was a traffic jam on the road and it would take a while to arrive.

"APLUS, don't you think about it anymore?" Only Hamlin was sitting there waiting with him.

"I want to wait, maybe Motura won't let me wait." Song Ya asked: "For the fluorescent agent case, please reach a settlement with the other's lawyer as soon as possible. How much do they offer?"

"It was 1.2 million at the last meeting." Hamlin replied: "The court will be held again next month. According to your request, the default bottom line is only more than 200,000. The other party makes an offer. I just shake my head. Tomorrow. If I contact the other's lawyers to reconcile for no reason, I will be smelled by them, and it may not be possible to make a deal at 1.2 million.

"So what is the optimal solution?" Song Ya asked.

"I want to create a chance to meet with the other's lawyer by chance, chat about your case in a restaurant or coffee shop, and then lower the price a little to reach an agreement." Hamlin replied.

The lights in the boxes and the auditorium were dimmed, and the classic musical tragic world was about to begin. The noisy voices gradually fell silent, and the two lowered their voices.

"Yes, get it done as soon as possible."

"The maximum settlement amount is 1.2 million?"

"You can figure it out, you can improve it appropriately, in any case, close this case before Motu pulls his hands."

"I see. How is the situation in Hollywood?" Hamlin asked.

"I fixed the crew, basically, the heroine is Amy Adams..."

Song Ya's thoughts returned the day before coming to New York. He and Yeremov called the casting director to the hotel.

"Little Lizi's different sky at the end of the year was partnered with Johnny Depp. Regardless of the box office, the professional reputation will not be bad." The casting director said: "According to my experience, his stock is bullish, so he can To sign him as the villain, the heroine's ex-boyfriend, we should not ask for it. The higher the pay is higher..."

"Let’s not talk about this." Yeremov called the heroine’s ex-boyfriend to cast him here. "Let’s talk about the heroine. Mr. APLUS likes Amy Adams. Fourth You have to support her."

"Oh! Here again!" As soon as we talked about this, the casting director would inevitably explode. The middle-aged white man held his head frantically, "Amy Adams is not the best choice, no, she is not even as bad as her dance acting skills. Samantha Cole! APLUS..."

He looked at Song Ya, who was standing by the table, "You know the script you made yourself. I don't even bother to mention the temperament, dance and acting skills. She is not enough to persuade that scene! There are no male dancers! Can't I lift her up? And this scene is the key plot for the hero and the hero to get to know and make the heroine feel good about the hero!"

"We can find some thin boys to match her with that scene." That's how it was in the original movie, Song Ya also replied.

"I can't, I can't..." The casting director shook his head repeatedly, "I will die hard in this matter. With another Amy, Amy Ake will be much more perfect, and Juliana Marguerite will also OK, even calling that Charis Theron back is better than Amy Adams."

"Can you not be so stubborn?" Yeremov continued to persuade: "We just called you over to talk in private... I'm blunt, just want you to give us a face, and then I will return you elsewhere. Old Larry, he has already let go."

"Sorry, I can't do it, this movie was ruined by Amy Adams," he said.

"Not so exaggerated?" Song Ya said, "As long as you speak for us in the fourth round..."

The other party shook his head and stood up, "I have nothing to say, sorry APLUS, I am responsible for Amperin Entertainment."

"Damn! What's the matter with you? What's wrong with you?" Song Ya immediately opened up impatiently, "This movie is my money, my A+ studio production, my final editing rights! Is it necessary for you to always sing the opposite with me on this matter!?"

"You can fire me." He buttoned his suit, turned around, and was about to go out when Song Ya stopped him.

"Don't think I dare not fire you." Song Ya stared at him fiercely.

"Well, let's fire it, you tell Catherine about a phone call." The other party raised his head without being surprised.

"Fxxk! Yes, you are fired! Bang!" Song Ya shouted in a black accent, "You can't bear the anger of people like me, trust me."

"Not only will I fire you, I will also let the film crew and some of the cast and crew members, William Morris, fire all the people you chose, and lose money? I don't care, do you know? I don't care!"

"At that time, the wishes and benefits you made when you got those people into the crew, the sleeping woman, will all be your enemy, your laughingstock, ha! I will see if there will be a bulletin board magazine then. Scandal..."

The other party's face collapsed, and he lowered his head to avoid Song Ya's fierce gaze, but quickly controlled his emotions, and then smiled and raised his head, "Is it necessary? Just for a heroine? You think you won't become all Hollywood by doing this. The laughing stock?"

"You angered me, really." Song Ya made a good shot gesture, "Big deal, I will get out of Hollywood with this ticket." A tap on his temple, "But you can also Go away, go away." He let the way out and met Yeremov, who was worried, and Yeremov sighed slightly.

The casting director gritted his teeth, walked silently to the door, then turned back and changed a flattering smile, "Hey, APLUS, don't be so excited, I just made a joke."

"No one is joking here anymore," Yeremov said.

"APLUS, take it easy..." He walked over to Song Ya again, "It's like this, I don't really care who the **** hostess is, I just used a strategy, you know, the more I am a girl When the master chooses entanglement, the other cast members will have more power in casting roles. On, this is a small trick commonly used in Hollywood, I was discovered, haha..."

He laughed for a while, and saw that Song Ya and Yeremov still had serious faces, so he continued to say: "The heroine is Amy, right? Don't worry, I will support her in the fourth round. She is very beautiful. Very cute, actress? No problem."

Song Ya and Yeremov looked at each other again, and both smiled bitterly.

"So, so... I was not fired, am I?"

The curtain opened, and Song Ya's memory was interrupted by the sonorous prelude to The Miserable World. He saw five prisoners line up on the stage and sang the lookdown excerpt from the opening scene.

‘Look down, look down, avoid their eyes, look down, look down, you will die here...’

"Why isn't Daniel here yet?" he asked Hamlin.

"I'll ask again." Hamlin took the phone and went outside the box.

Song Ya thought for a while, followed out, turned on the phone, dialed Sandy Glenn again, transferred the message recording, and called his assistant. It was through, but if he said something, he will notify Mr. Sandy Glen. , Please wait for him to call back.

"It's almost here." Hamlin finished the phone call and returned to the box with Song Ya to sit down.

‘Come in, sir, see you are exhausted, the cold wind is bitter outside at night, even though you and I are so humble, we should share our help...’

In the musical performance, Jean Valjean was entertained by Bishop Miliere, but he stole the silverware from his house during the night and was captured and returned. The bishop did not expose the silverware but admitted that he gave the silverware to Jean Valjean. , Let the soldiers let him go.

Song Ya had just reduced the anxiety in his heart, immersed in the plot, and was pressed on his shoulder, "APLUS." Daniel arrived.

"Please sit down." Hamlin opened his seat for him.

"Sorry, the road is too blocked." Daniel smiled.

"It's okay, I think you have learned this drama by heart?" Song Ya quipped.

"Yes, I like the French version and the English version very much." Daniel has French ancestry. This musical is the French musical composer Claude Michel Schoenberg and Alain Bobley with the same name as the French writer Hugo. Adapted from the original, the first version is naturally French.

"Have you talked with Samantha in Hollywood?" Daniel asked after sitting down.

"No, I only watched her audition video. Seriously, other girls were jealous of her entering the fourth round of audition." Song Ya gave him a shot.

"I heard from her, it's okay, I'm already very grateful for getting him into the fourth round, just enough to explain." Daniel asked about the preparation of my life movie, and then turned the topic to the main purpose. "So, what help do we have?"

"Mariah Carey, some executives at Sony Columbia Records, you can be sure." Song Ya moved her chair and got close to him, whispering: "Sandy Glenn and MJ should be busy on a global tour. Thing, but I think I can win them."

"Getting MJ means getting an epic record. Am I right?" Daniel asked.

"Yes, your understanding is correct." Song Ya nodded.

He nodded and put his hand on Song Ya's shoulder, "Wait, listen first, I like this paragraph best."

On the stage, I was about to start Fantine’s IADream excerpt, ‘There was a time when people were nice and cheerful, their voices were gentle and their words were pleasant. Once upon a time, love has no taboos, the world is a song, and the song is touching...’

Fantine was pregnant, but was abandoned by the unhappy man. In Hugo’s time, having a child out of wedlock was unacceptable in society. She had to foster the child in the house of the innkeeper and went to work in the Jean Valjean factory by herself, but was excluded by other female workers. The letter was privately opened, the secret of the child was exposed, he was driven out of the factory and lost his job.

‘But there are always dreams that cannot come true, there are always storms that will destroy people. The kind of life I have dreamed of is very different from this **** on earth...’

The three of them watched quietly, Fantine had no income, but the innkeeper and his wife kept writing letters, pretending to ask for money for her daughter Cosette's treatment, so she had to sell her beautiful long hair, and then her front teeth... In the end, self-esteem was worthless, and she had nowhere to go, so she had to become a prostitute.

"Sell it, sell it all..."

Song Ya once again recalled what happened in Hollywood.

Yesterday, after he got the casting director, he rushed to Ivana Chabock's performance classroom to confess goodbye to Amy.

"Is this compensation?" Amy was not happy, she snuggled into her arms and said, "You won't have the position of other women in the future, right? Halle said stars like Mariah Carey, After the official announcement with you, we absolutely cannot accept the gossip about you and others..."

"Have you heard?"

"We heard you call her Mimi."

"I'm sorry, Amy." Song Ya hugged her tightly, wiping away the tears from her face, "I can't be so absurd forever."

"I thought I had a chance. Those Hollywood girls said behind the scenes that I was a **** who stole my girlfriend's boyfriend. They always said, always said, I don't like it at all." Amy said sadly.

"They are jealous, just like the factory workers are jealous of Fantine's beauty and beloved by men. You don't need to pay attention to it." Song Ya said, without receiving a response, holding her shoulders and looking at each other, "You like this, but You want to stay here, you are very suitable for this place, you are one step away from becoming famous, that is a role that countless girls dream of."

"But it's not my dream."

"It's yours, face your inner heart Amy. You have been working hard for this. Ivana and Annie said that you practice very hard. Yeremov told me when did a girl start to realize My peers around me are more beautiful and more attractive? Ten years old? Nine years old? Even seven or eight years old? How old do you realize that you are more beautiful than girls from the same school or even the same town? From that moment on, none of them Girls don’t dream of a celebrity, you are so beautiful, don’t say you don’t have that idea, it’s too hypocritical."

"I don't want to say anything to blame myself for not being able to control the lower body. I do blame myself, but it is also too hypocritical to say it. I just want to say you have to be strong, Amy."

Song Ya stared at her and said, "I am ridiculous. We have done a lot of ridiculous things with Fergie, Halle, and Taraji. I can't give you anything. But this role is something I can do for you. Stay for the opportunity, ignore the gossip, be stronger inside, like those bitches! Just like that Charis, a South African girl with no background and connections in Hollywood, can find old Larry, Ivan after the audition fails. Na helped to speak, and had a chance encounter..."

"Go for every role, every opportunity to try to tear, force, design and frame... For success, pay 120 points for success, do everything you can, Amy, give up those innocence and purity, and grow up. "

"The door to success is here, hold it, you know, the vast majority of beautiful girls, those beauty pageants, small town girls, school flowers, cheerleaders, prom queens, star second generation guide second generation rich second generation and even super The model has tried his best all his life and tried all the means, but there is no chance to stand at this door..."

"And you, have passed through that door."

"But I love you, APLUS." Amy burst into tears.

"Sorry……"

Coming out of the classroom, Song Ya put his hands in his pockets and walked silently in the corridor outside.

"I envy her." A voice came from the classroom door beside him.

"Who is there?" There was no light in the classroom. Song Ya looked intently and saw a tall figure, Charis Theron.

"I envy her, I didn't envy her before, no, I didn't envy her before the audition was eliminated. But now... I do envy, even envy..."

She walked out of the hidden shadows and stood under the corridor lights. The girl was wearing a ballet suit. The beautiful face and body curves appeared in front of Song Ya, like a large diamond.

"Did you hear that?" Song Ya frowned.

"Yes."

"Hollywood's doors are never so soundproof." Song Ya rolled his eyes and continued to leave after speaking out.

"Did you see through my plan with Ivana?" she asked.

"Didn't you hear it?" Song Ya stopped. "Although Ivana teaches people to act well, her acting skills are a bit clumsy..."

"Sorry, I did use you."

"Nothing to be sorry, I admire you and the hard work you put into it, Charis, you just heard it, I am not disgusted with the girl’s little tricks, as long as it doesn’t hurt me and the people I care about. ."

"I..." She suddenly started sobbing too, trying to restrain her tone, "I still want to say thank you, you actually did a lot for me." She squatted down, crying, shaking her mouth with her hand.

"do not do that."

Song Ya took a few steps, still unable to harden her heart, rolled her eyes again, turned her head, and helped the poor girl squatting at the door of the classroom. "You are different from Amy. I have no doubt that you will get it in Hollywood. Success, sooner or later, you don't actually need any help from me, Charis."

"I even regret it now, at that time..."

She raised her head and looked at Song Ya with sparkling tears, "You liked me, right?"

The girl’s acting skills are so good that Song Ya can’t tell the truth from the fake, and she doesn’t bother to think about it, “It’s not important, I couldn’t restrain my inner impulse at that time, and I couldn’t walk when I saw a beautiful girl...”

"I have no money. I changed my agent. I went to this acting class, and I spent a lot of money on other people in your crew... Mom doesn't support me anymore. She wants me to go back to college and know that I am After the audition failed, I stopped supporting me, helped to repay and cancelled my overdraft credit card. But I still don’t want to give up..."

Her voice grew louder and more and more miserable, "I have to take another photo of Playboy, I am very scared..."

"I don't know how to deal with the next thing. Sometimes I even wonder if I am selling it late. Rather than selling it to others, I might as well sell it to you and sell it all! I have long liked you... Actually As long as you take one step forward then, I will be yours."

She threw herself on Song Ya, so hard as to rub her body in.

"Charis, who regrets the uselessness of the past, face the future." Song Ya struggled to push her away, "You heard everything just now."

"APLUS? APLUS!?" Daniel's voice woke him up.

"Huh? What did you just say? I didn't catch it."

"Have you seen this musical before?"

"Yes, I came with Ms. Shirley Fleming."

"The editor-in-chief of American Music?"

"Yes, it's her. She is the kind of person who is rooted in Broadway. She comes here when she has nothing to do. She basically chooses to talk to me about things here, or go to Warrendorf for afternoon tea."

"Do you like it?"

"I like it very much, much more than that Miss Saigon. I think this is the best musical."

Daniel smiled, "Did you know? I participated in the competition for the position of President of Sony Columbia Records. Once I fail, EMI will definitely not stay there. I still have to hide it and negotiate an Atlantic where I will start my own business together next year. Doug Morris, the chief recording officer, will hate me when he knows the truth."

"But as long as you succeed, you can slowly mend your relationship with him, right?" Song Ya asked back.

"Yes, as long as you succeed, you must succeed. I can't bear the second career failure." He said.

‘There is a kind of sorrow that cannot be said, there is a kind of pain that never stops...’

There was an excerpt from Empty ChairsatEmptyTables (empty tables and chairs) in the theater. The barricade was captured, and only Marius survived. He returned to the tavern where he was with his friends, leaving only empty tables and chairs.

"Fxxk!"

Daniel cursed in a low voice~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It was too inappropriate to listen to this at this time. "

‘The familiar face is in a trance by the window, and the familiar figure is in a trance on the ground. The empty table is accompanied by the empty chair. My friends will never meet again. ’

After the musical ended, Old Mike confirmed that there were no paparazzi to follow, and took Song Ya back to Tribeca's house. "Mimi, are you upstairs?" He untied Le Ren's bow tie and dialed Mariah Carey's phone.

"I'm here! Wait for me!" she replied happily.

"Linda, get us something to eat and open a bottle of champagne..." Song Ya hung up.

"you guys?"

"Wait a lady will come."

Linda smiled silently and went busy.

The phone rang, Song Ya glanced at the number, and immediately answered, "Hey, Sandy, what are you up to? No news for two days."

"I'm sorry about the MJ tour, APLUS."

Sandy Glen apologized again and again, "I have to inform you of something."

"Say."

"MJ has no intention of getting involved in your business."

"He said it himself? You're not making the decision for him again, are you?"

"Personally, he asked me to apologize to you on his behalf, after all, he had promised you."

"So..." Song Ya fell silent.

"I'm really sorry, uh... Miss Kelly's agent appointment about that, does it still count?"

When the door was knocked, Song Ya opened. Mariah Carey, wearing a decent black evening dress, stood outside the door with a smile, "Dangdang..." She raised her hand and proudly displayed the diamond ring.

"APLUS? Are you listening?" Sandy Glen's question came from the receiver.

Song Ya pressed the hang up button, picked up the beauty in front of him, embracing affectionately.

‘OMG...’

Linda saw Mariah Carey and exclaimed, the champagne bottle in her hand slipped and fell to the ground.