Chapter Seventy-Five: Miami's Fury [I]
When Link woke up, it was already bright outside, and it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon. I took out my phone and flipped through it, hesitantly dialing Mira's phone number.
To be honest, after returning from Hollywood, Link didn't know how to face Mira.
These days, he has been trying to avoid these problems with high-intensity work pressure, but now that he wakes up, he naturally starts to think about these problems again.
He also went to Mira's house a few days ago to look for her, but the other party didn't see him, which made Link feel very bad, so he used his work to torture his jīng god.
There were a few beeps on the phone, but no one answered.
"Sorry, your call went unanswered, please call again later"
Link smiled wryly and hung up the phone.
……
New York [Upper] City.
Mira stared blankly at the phone number displayed on her phone, but she couldn't muster up the courage to answer until the bell stopped, and she breathed a sigh of relief.
Pouting, Mira plunged into the pillow and rolled on the bed like crazy.
"Isn't it already decided to fulfill them? Why are you so unwilling? ”
Mira sat up and leaned against the head of the bed, looking a little angry.
At that moment, there was a knock on the door, and her mother, Grinna, walked in.
"Baby, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing that her daughter was in a daze, Glina walked over slowly.
"Mom." Mira hugged Glina aggrievedly.
"If there's anything you're unhappy about, just talk to your mother and just say it."
Mira looked up, looked at her mother, and said, "What if...... If two women are in love with a man at the same time, and one of them wants to quit fulfilling them, isn't it silly? ”
Mira wished her mother would nod her head, and then she would have a reason to rush to Link's side right away.
But Glina smiled and shook her head: "How come, as long as that woman sincerely wants to quit, and there is nothing unwilling, then fulfill them." ”
"But ......," Mira pulled her hair, dissatisfied with her mother's answer.
"Fool." Glina touched her daughter's fair face and said with a smile: "It seems that that girl doesn't really want to quit, and she is very unwilling, am I right?" ”
Seeing the smile on her mother's face, Mira's face also turned red.
"Okay, you've been resting at home for so many days, it's time to go out for a walk."
Mira grinned and kissed her mom on the cheek, "Thank you, mom." As she spoke, Mira ran out in a hurry.
Glina shook her head, looked in the direction where her daughter disappeared, and sighed: "Alas, this stupid child. ”
Mira started the Ford in the garage while gritting her little broken teeth and thinking fiercely, "Link is my boyfriend, why should I quit?" It's time for Jessica to quit, I'm so stupid. ”
The Ford emitted a puff of black smoke and sped away in the direction of Philadelphia.
……
"Boss, it looks like someone is following us."
Link tilted his head and sat in the passenger seat, and Carl said as he drove the car while glancing in the rearview mirror.
"Oh?"
Link glanced back, and sure enough, he saw several pickup trucks behind the convoy, and a large group of young men and women standing on the pickup trucks, screaming loudly.
Link smiled and said, "It's nothing, let them follow." ”
After a day's rest, Link is now on his way to the second leg of the All-American Rap Challenge. Ahead of the road was a van carrying cameras and other things.
It was followed by a bus with a dozen staff members in it, and at the back was Link and Carl's car.
As for the pickup trucks in the future, needless to say, I know that they must be rap enthusiasts who came out of Philadelphia. Feeling the passion of the "National Rap Tour", these young people came out in a team.
Link smiled and glanced at Emnum in the back seat, and said with a smile, "Eminem, aren't you going to say hello to those followers of yours?" ”
Eminem rolled his eyes and continued to listen to the song with a pocket cassette player, a pair of white sè headphones hanging from his ears, and a pen and paper in his hand to write and draw, presumably writing a song.
After a long journey of several hours, the convoy finally arrived at its second stop in the early evening, Miami!
Since everyone had already rested for a day and a night, the second "National Rap Tour" went directly to the preparation stage.
It's also in the slums, but this time it's a small abandoned warehouse, because everyone has already had an experience, so this time the site layout is quite smooth.
Link had just gotten out of the car when he received a call from Pock.
"Hey, my boss, where are you guys?"
Link looked at the young men around the warehouse, who had come from Philadelphia, and said slowly, "Oh, we've just arrived in Miami now, how's the production going on over there?" ”
Bock's excited voice came from the phone: "Boss, I envy you to death, it's too hot." Even just watching these videos makes me feel excited, and I can't imagine what the scene will be like. ”
Link couldn't help laughing: "Of course the scene is upside down!" By the way, is there any movement in "American Idol"? Does Billy Thornton have any updates on the release? ”
As soon as Link finished speaking, he heard Pock's somewhat heavy sigh: "At the audition site of the first game of "American Idol", a stadium was directly rented, and it is said that the contestants were full. ”
Pork was silent for a moment, then continued: "My boss, I'm afraid, we're going to have to make a big deal this time. ”
Listening to Pock's sigh, Link's eyes were still looking at the young people who were following him, and the corners of his mouth slowly had a hint of a smile: "It's going to be a big one, but it's definitely not us." ”
Polk didn't know where he got his confidence from so much, so he could only make up his mind to put more thought into the production, although it didn't help much.
The two discussed a little more about post-production, and Link hung up the phone.
Although Polke's tone was a little heavy, Link still had a smile on his face: "You have the 'American dream', I have the 'hip-hop style'." In the end, only God knows who killed the deer. However, the one who died would never be me. ”
Link smiled as he walked over to the young men.
"Hi guys. Are you all from Philadelphia? ”
A few young people who were setting up tents looked back and saw that it was Link, and they couldn't help but stop what they were doing.
"Hey, Mr. Link, we're all coming from Philadelphia. The fight singing the night before was simply too jīng color, simply more jīng color than anything else. ”
"That's right, the mystery guy is amazing, he's the best rapper I've ever met, and I'm convinced."
"Mr. Link, can you tell us the name of the mysterious man? We will never disclose it to anyone else. ”
"Mr. Link, I'm a huge fan of Mr. Mystery, so let me meet him."
……
A couple of young black men, you and I said a word, pleading around Link.
Link suddenly had a big head, he didn't expect these people to be so crazy, and they actually became Emnum's 'brainless fans' so quickly?
"Ahem," Link coughed and said apologetically, "I can understand everyone's feelings, but the All-American Rap Circuit Challenge isn't over yet." And ......"
Link deliberately paused and said with a somewhat embarrassed look: "Everyone should have heard that now the major media have portrayed me and "American Idol" as mortal enemies, and I am now riding a tiger, and I must bite the bullet." The 'mystery man' is my last guarantee, and I can't just reveal it. ”
Several young people suddenly became a little angry, and a black girl dressed as a hippie scolded and said: "Bullshit "American Idol", they are also called a draft? What junk goods can be chosen? ”
Several other people around echoed: "That's right, anything garbage can be contested, how good can it be?" ”
"That's it, let them try rapping, Lao Tzu shè their face."
"Alright man, do you think those idiots really know how to rap?"
……
Seeing that a few black men were angered by the success, Link made an excuse and left, but when he turned around, the smile on his face was even stronger.
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