Shakira had been hanging out with the Latin gang at Sony Columbia Records, and when Song Ya was gone, she was hugging Amy and her friends around the 'leader' Gloria, and singers with Latin American backgrounds, such as Huang Yuan and Brenda, were also discussing it in Spanish.

“APLUS！ Congratulations. ”

Gloria spotted Song Ya, who was quietly watching from the periphery, "Come, let's talk together." ”

"I have a mission...... Song Ya smiled apologetically and said to Brenda, "Mimi wants to change her clothes." ”

"That woman is such a nuisance."

Brenda was a member of the bridesmaids' group, and she threw her neck to drain the champagne, "I didn't have this princess temper before. He groaned and left.

"Are you talking about football?"

Song Ya didn't know Spanish, but when she heard the other party frequently mention the word Brazil, she naturally joined them with this topic.

"Yes, we agree that Brazil are the best candidates to win the title, what do you think of APLUS?" Gloria's husband Estéphine asked.

"Uh, I rarely watch the ball......"

Song Ya took the wine glass handed by the other party, "I'm sorry just now, I may be a little offensive when I comment on Colombia's words." He took the opportunity to say to Shakira.

"It's okay." She took a sip of her wine, avoiding her gaze.

"Amy, you can understand Spanish too?" Song Ya had no choice but to provoke another former forest.

Amy smiled coyly and shook her head.

"How much can you understand with APLUS?" Gloria asked.

"Uh...... Hello, goodbye, thank you......" Song Ya searched for the few sentences he knew as much as he could.

“#%#！ ......" Shakira suddenly changed to another language similar to Spanish.

Her album producer, Ochoa, also responded in that language.

"Uh......" felt like he was driving himself away, and the atmosphere became a little awkward, "It's in Portuguese." Gloria explained with a smile.

“APLUS！ The Underwoods are here, and the Flocks are here. ”

Fortunately, Goodman came running over to find him at this time, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Song Ya fled in embarrassment, "Go and say hello to GQ's photographer and videographer, and be sure to get permission from the other party before filming politicians." ”

"Hey, Mr. Underwood, Claire, Peter, Alicia, thank you for coming."

He went to socialize with the party whip couple and the former state prosecutor couple, "How many pictures shall we take?" Seeing the cameraman standing on the periphery hesitantly, Underwood took the initiative to walk to the center of the lawn and asked, "What about your brother and aunt?" ”

"Together?" Song Ya asked.

"Absolutely."

"Okay, Linda, go get them over."

"Linda is also coming, let's take a picture together."

The two politician couples schemingly pulled the group of African-Americans to take a lot of group photos, and Mariah Carey, who had changed into another outfit halfway through, joined in with her mother and brother.

"Wait a minute, Daley will come too?"

The scene gradually evolved into a photo gathering of VIPs and the two newcomers, and Petrolock asked in a whisper as he left.

"I'm not sure, the Chicago mayor's office called me before, if nothing else......"

Before Song Ya could finish speaking, Mayor Daley's motorcade had already driven to the door, the family had run Chicago politics like a bucket, and his father had been mayor for more than 20 years, and after his son's death, he stumbled and took over the mantle and continued to work.

"Mr. Mayor will only stay for about ten minutes." Michelle came over to remind.

Daley came with Michelle and his wife, standard white politicians, and Song Ya had no previous dealings, but Michelle worked as an assistant to the mayor for a while.

"Thank you, Michelle." Song Ya took a picture with them with his fiancée, and immediately knocked on the wine glass to gather the guests together, first made a short speech of thanks and compliments, and then gave the protagonist to Daley.

"I've watched APLUS grow up in Chicago step by step, and he's a role model for the community to strive for......"

The mayor's office brought its own camera team, and Daley chatted a few words around Song Ya, and then began to talk about politics.

"Looks like the Simpson case has helped you indirectly, hasn't it? Boss. ”

Yeremov leaned behind Song Ya and whispered, "These politicians like you very much. ”

"Hmm." Song Ya nodded slightly, and Simpson's team was casting him into a black star persecuted by white police officers, which began to stir up the racial hostility that had subsided a little after the Rodney King case, and politicians outside of Los Angeles certainly didn't want to do the same in their own jurisdictions now.

"I'm keeping an eye on you, keep it up, don't go the wrong way."

Daley finished his speech and patted Song Ya's arm, "Hey, David, how are you doing?" He saw David Geffen, explained a few words to the staff around him, postponed his departure, and went with Underwood to socialize with David Geffen, Hinberg, Doug Morris, Daniel and other Hollywood and record industry bigwigs.

It didn't take long for the vice president of Dow, who had just arrived, to join them.

Peter Flock, who has not yet regained the state attorney's seat, is brutally ignored, and he is a little disappointed to get together with his wife Alicia, accompanied by Claire, with another group of people.

With a live band singing upbeat song after song, a never-ending stream of wine and food, and while Mariah Carey made the engagement party a little nouveau riche with the advice of her godmother, Patti Label, it was overall perfect.

As night approached, the political and business tycoons had already left, and in addition to the family and friends of the two, there were only friends in the record and film industries.

"It's almost time, I'll go change my clothes again."

Mariah Carey pulled Brenda to change again.

"APLUS, COME HERE!" The hip-hop singers were not used to the atmosphere of the drinking party, and they gradually took over the double-decker yachts by the dock and threw a party there.

Song Ya was pulled over by Elle, who was also the best man, and Dion Wilson set up a DJ booth on the second floor of the yacht, and young and beautiful men and women danced on the deck on the first deck.

"Drew! Snoop Dogg! They cheered loudly.

"M-Fxxk, I'm going to find APLUS to collect the performance fee."

Snoop Dogg jokingly picked up the microphone, and the DJ booth played West Coast Gang Funk's signature soothing rhythm and high-frequency glissando, "Yo, Yo...... It's like everywhere I look and everywhere I go......" he started freestyle.

After a cursory glance, Amy, Shakira, and Taraghi are all there, as well as Juliana Margaris, who participated in the audition for Dancing My Life, she should have come with the story crew of Amperin Entertainment's emergency room, as if there is a small role in it, and Taraghi seems to be camping into this TV series.

The dancing girls are naturally surrounded by wild bees and butterflies, and Song Ya noticed that a very mature and masculine guy is particularly popular, and it should be called George Clooney, the male protagonist of the emergency room story.

“APLUS！” Snoopy Dogg finished singing and pointed at the microphone, Song Ya was vigilantly observing the men who accosted Amy and Shakira, and he waved his hand again and again, "Let Shakira come." "Take the opportunity to give Shakira a chance to show her face.

"Shakira! Shakira! ”

Amy and Tarragi were drunkenly heckling.

Shakira was pulled onto the stage by a man who was trying to please her, and she took the microphone after a few suspensions, still singing Portuguese songs without even looking at herself.

Song Ya, who could understand her resoluteness, was a little dumbfounded, "It's time!" APLUS！ "Dile, Al, they came and pulled him.

Pulled back to the villa, the families and guests on both sides had already surrounded the city in two rows, and Mariah Carey, who had changed back to a white gauze skirt, sat on the chair at the end, holding a bouquet of flowers, slightly tilting her head, and rarely showing a shy look, which was very beautiful.

OMG, that damn fat ...... Oh no, sweet.

Nossa， nossa

Assim você me mata

Ai se eu te pego

Ai ai se eu te pego

Song Ya shook her head, temporarily shook off the image of the bucket aunt and the new apocalypse song that she couldn't understand in her mind, reached into her pocket, clutched the engagement ring, and slowly stepped on the floor paved with rose petals under the four groomsmen.

People laughed, people shouted, and writhed to the music, and the engagement party reached its climax.

Delícia， delícia

Assim você me mata

Ai se eu te pego

Ai ai se eu te pego

Song Ya knelt on one knee and put the ring in her hand, which was so nervous that her chest kept rising and falling, that people began to cheer, laugh, spray streamers and petals flying, and the two looked at each other and hugged each other emotionally.

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