“APLUS！ Dog! ”

In April, Miami was already about 20 degrees, and the group's departure point was only in the single digits of Chicago, Snoop Dogg took the lead, waved to the fans who came to pick up the airport, and then put on his sunglasses and exclaimed: "What a great sun and sea breeze M-Fxxk!" I really hate the ...... the hell in Chicago."

"And what's next, Las Vegas? It's a city in the desert. Song Ya smiled and walked over to greet the fans and sign autographs.

"Hey, of course I like Las Vegas." Snoopy Dogg laughed, "By the way, Tyson just got out of prison on parole, and he invited me and Sugnight to his party there......"

"Sugnette? Then I'm not going, and I've heard that Tyson's party is very wild, and I wish you a great time. ”

Song Ya shook her head and refused, "Besides, I still have to stay for one more day to shoot the MV." Taking advantage of the opportunity to come to Miami Beach and have ready-made female models available, he has to spend a day filming the MV of the song Cheerleader in the second college, which is completely according to the original version of the Apocalypse, in fact, singing and dancing on the beach with beautiful girls in bikinis and cheerleading uniforms, and then playing beach volleyball to finish, which is very simple and saves money.

"I know, Biggie, what about you?" Snoop Dogg asked.

Biggie hesitated and took a few deep breaths, then whispered to her classmates, "Forget it, it's inconvenient for me to show up with Sugunet. "Not bad, hold back.

"Shxt, then I don't care about you."

Snoop Dogg has a high emotional intelligence and doesn't get entangled anymore.

The difference in the popularity of the three most popular local hip-hop stars can still be seen, Song Ya is almost crazy after all the pick-up fans, Snoop Dogg's fans are concentrated in the black group, and Biggie is far behind, out of the greater New York area, and some local Miami fans don't even know him.

"South Beach, South Beach ......"

He was a little unhappy, and urged Song Ya to hurry up and finish signing autographs, so that he could go to the fashion show of A+ Clothing.

"Okay, okay."

Song Ya waved and kissed goodbye to the fans, and the group went to meet Huang Yuan, who had come to pick them up in person, and drove to Beach City, where basically all the fashion catwalk activities in Miami were concentrated in the luxury hotel next to South Beach.

"It won't reach the peak of the swimsuit show until August, and now it's basically a small FMCG brand that runs the catwalk."

The catwalk time is at night, the stands on both sides are empty, some male and female models are walking on the runway to rehearse, the lighting effect is not on, it looks very deserted, A+ clothing president Scott called the company to support the designer.

"MR. APLUS, I'M SO EXCITED, SO HONORED,......" THE BEWITCHINGLY DRESSED WHITE MAN WINKED AT SONG YA.

"Hello."

There are too many GAYs in this industry, and Song Ya is not surprised, she generously shook hands with him and hugged him affectionately for a group photo, "It's up to you at night." ”

"DON'T WORRY, MR. APLUS." The other party happily replied.

Song Ya heard the coquettish voices of many female models, and when she looked back, Snoop Dogg and Biggie had already accosted her with their attendants, and there was a mess on the catwalk.

Song Ya observed it and felt that some of them were not inferior to first-line supermodels in appearance, but their steps were much worse and their figures were ...... It's hard to say, because most of the supermodels now have a neutral face and a flat body like Kate Moss, and the curves of the girls here are more in line with their own aesthetics. But their professionalism is really not very good, and they are happy to see the big-name singers appear, and they quickly leave the rehearsal and scream and socialize with the dogs, "It seems that there are no well-known models?" He asked Scott and the designer.

"We don't need it yet."

Scott replied: "Female models are all third-line, and male models are basically second-line......"

"Okay, I don't have any experience the first time, so it's better to be cautious." Song Ya knew that his T-shirts were mainly bought by men, so he nodded in approval.

"Didn't you work with Tyra Banks on the music video? I asked her agent, and she didn't really mind coming to help......" Scott took the opportunity to mention.

"Uh......"

Song Ya lowered her voice, "Forget it, someone doesn't like me to have a relationship with her anymore." ”

Scott and the designer both laughed, thinking that Mariah Carey didn't like it, but in fact, only Songya herself knew that it was Harley Berry's feelings.

"Hey, let's rehearse too."

He brought these two guys over to get on business, and the three of them would take the stage in the middle of the catwalk to sing Dead And Gone.

"Hey, APLUS, you fucking ......" The dog was following Huang Yuan to drill backstage with a smile, and turned around and scolded: "This has to talk about money!" You go to my agent! ”

"Just a moment, fifteen minutes! Otherwise, you don't want to sit there at night! ”

Song Ya immediately pointed to the stepped stands and threatened him.

The fashion industry still retains a strong old European atmosphere, and the order of the stands next to it is very particular, and the first row of conspicuous positions closest to the catwalk will generally be reserved for celebrities, fashion magazine editors, well-known designers, photographers, model agents, celebrities or important buyers of major high-end department stores.

“Fxxk！”

Now gang rappers are very unpopular with fashion shows, they don't care on the surface, but in fact, if they have the opportunity to sit on the catwalk and pretend to be forced, how can they not want to! Dogdog and Biggie turned around obediently and cursed, Song Ya asked Scott to ask the live sound engineer to play the accompaniment, and then the three of them sang along to the music on the catwalk, and it was done.

"Then I'm going to rest, can I sit here full at night? I mean, you didn't just find some random people to make up the numbers, did you? ”

He saw that Snoop Dogg was alive and well, and he was a little tired, and asked Scott.

"Ugh."

Scott's face showed embarrassment, "Our brand is cheap, and there are no well-known fashion industry people who have come to the original intention yet, but boss, you can rest assured, I guarantee that there will be no accidents at night, at least I can ensure that the stands are full of colorful men and women." ”

That's the case, the fashion industry is all sensitive to the turtle hair, high-end people will not casually appear in the pheasant T runway show to surrender their identity, high-end brand show will not let the unpopular guests appear in the middle of the stand in a conspicuous position, at most the first row on both sides of the corner position to some need to be exposed.

"Okay, I'll come back that night."

Song Ya took people to the next hotel to rest, and at night he changed into formal clothes, and according to the aesthetic flavor of hip-hop singers, he dressed up as the most beautiful boy in the audience, Biggie and Huang Yuan and other local hip-hop stars sat in the middle of the first row of stands.

Scott was right, the faces of the people who came tonight were unfamiliar, but at least everyone was dressed stylishly, and it was a shame to be invited to the show anyway, and people were happily mingling with each other and having fun before the show.

Soon, the first formal fashion industry catwalk of A+ Apparel began, the lights dimmed, the music played, the models stepped out of the stage in high spirits, Snoop Dogg and Biggie were so happy that they both stood up and applauded and whistled at a third-rate female model who had just 'met'.

In the middle of the catwalk, the three of them sang on stage, pushing the atmosphere of the audience to the highest point.

“But the old me's dead and gone，Dead and Gon……”

After singing the last line, he seemed to see a familiar face appear at the far end of the show, the two looked at each other, and the other party flashed away, but unfortunately it was too dim to confirm it.

"I just saw Mira, did you see that?" After returning to the stands, he quietly asked Old Mike, who was sitting directly behind.

"So what?" Old Mike asked rhetorically.

He stopped talking, and after the catwalk ended, it was the turn of the landlord Huang Yuan to arrange the show, but he still politely refused, and asked Huang Yuan to take the dog and Biggie to the party over there, and he went back to the hotel to rest.

"I just saw Mira." He asked Linda again.

"Well, she's also on the catwalk here, another small brand, it's also the same catwalk, tomorrow night." Linda replied, "I just recognized her too, so I went to inquire about it." ”

"She's back on the runway?" Song Ya asked, "Shouldn't you still be touring?" She came to me on purpose? ”

"I've been back early, but I can't get the catwalks of first- and second-tier clothing brands, her tour in cafes and bars should have been canceled by the acting agency, and a concert in the UK seems to have been canceled, so she may not be able to make money."

Linda shook her head: "It shouldn't be intentional, the kind of small brands like A+ clothing are the same as us, the catwalks are signed to model agencies, and they send models over according to the customer's prices and requirements, and Mira has now signed a short-term contract with that modeling agency." ”

"Oh."

Song Ya thought of the scenery when she was the most popular, and couldn't help but sigh a little, "I thought she could earn back some heat by fighting with Fergie, but she was really miserable by his father." ”

"I heard that Mr. Jovovich's case will be sentenced next month, and the heat of her and Ferge's little catch passed quickly, and ordinary people turned their heads to forget about it when they watched it, and Fergie and Kingsley were so shrewd that they quickly got out of the fight after guessing her true purpose of rubbing the heat, and the two of them can now be one in the sky and one in the ground, and it is not good for Miss Fergie to continue arguing."

Linda asked, "Do you want to see her?" I should be able to try to get it right. ”

Song Ya glanced at her assistant strangely, as if she had had a slight change in her attitude towards Mariah Carey after the rape incident, "No......" he touched the wedding ring on the ring finger of his left hand, "I'll ask." ”

"Well, then you can rest, boss, I have to shoot the MV tomorrow." Linda goes out and closes the bedroom door for him.

I had already slept during the day, but Song Ya couldn't sleep again at night, and couldn't help but recall the past events with Mira, so she quickly shook her head, dialed her wife's mobile phone, and turned on the TV again.

"APLUS, IT'S A PLEASURE TO WORK WITH YOU."

The next morning, he went to Miami's beautiful South Beach, where Cheerleader's MV crew was already waiting, and he didn't know anyone, including the director, all of whom were done by Sony Columbia Records.

"I'm honored too."

He shook hands with the young white director, then put on a T-shirt in A+ clothing, and quickly began to shoot with yesterday's female models.

Do you need me?

Do you think I'm pretty?

Do I make you feel like cheating?

And I'm like no， not really

With an informal version of Cheerleader's accompaniment playing on set, Miami's pretty sun, sand, bikini girls and coastline in the background, he lip-synced hip-hop gestures to the camera from the back and quickly got his part done by noon. The original MV is as simple as that, and the effect is actually good, of course, the image quality of the future MV is undoubtedly much ahead of this era.

"Do you want to be there to supervise the other girls' group dance sequences?" The director came over and asked, "It's too sunny at noon, and I'll wait until after four o'clock in the afternoon for those parts." ”

"Then forget it, this song of mine is very leisurely, it doesn't matter if you don't dance well, you don't even need to deliberately pursue the standard dance steps......"

He explained to the director, "Shoot more materials, I will participate in the post-editing, by the way, let the girls wear as cool as possible at that time, and the style of my second album is the same, Sony Columbia Records has given you the relevant requirements, right?" ”

"OK, no problem, I know."

The director of the small MV had no idea at all in front of the big stars, and he readily accepted them one by one.

"Dogs, did they go to Las Vegas?"

Ignoring the dejected eyes of the girls, he left the temporarily isolated beach set surrounded by bodyguards (I won't write in detail if the MV doesn't involve the plot in the future).

"Well, I'm leaving in the morning, they're waiting over there for you to meet." Linda replied.

"Then let's get over as soon as possible." Song Ya nodded, "Today's shooting went well, I thought it would be done at night." ”

"Boss......" Scott appeared in front of him anxiously wiping his sweat, "A Biggie henchman made trouble backstage on the catwalk yesterday, what should I do?" ”

"Aren't they all gone?" Song Ya frowned.

"That guy seems to be entangled with a model last night, so he quietly stayed, and he didn't find anyone backstage today, and the other party shouldn't have told him that he was shooting a MV on the beach today, he drank a lot of wine, and it was a little ugly, what should I do? If you don't stop it, the organizer will call the police and arrest people. ”

Scott took him to last night's runway collar.

Song Ya followed into the entrance, and suddenly remembered that Mira was tonight's show, and she should be rehearsing in it now, so she immediately stopped, "Damon, you are familiar with Biggie's followers, right?" Just take Mawota in and take him out......"

"Okay."

Damon Dash, who was temporarily acting as a follower, led people into Scott.

Song Ya stood at the entrance with Old Mike and the others waiting, his mood was suddenly a little melancholy, he couldn't figure out why he wanted to avoid meeting Mira, and a drunken black voice soon came out of it, "Damon! I don't care about you! And what about Bichi? She tricked me, I want to see her, right now! ”

“Fxxk！ Don't disgrace Biggie here, us New Yorkers! ”

Song Ya looked in, and the drunk was being dragged on the catwalk by Damon Dash and Mawota alone, pulling his collar by the collar, and the guy was frantically kicking and struggling. The rehearsal female models have already ducked off the runway and gathered together to talk and laugh while watching the excitement.

He didn't see Mira's figure, he turned his head to look for it, what a coincidence! It turned out that Mira was leaning against the wall near the entrance, only a few meters away from herself, alone, holding a slender cigarette in her hand, staring at the farce on the catwalk with a blank face and not taking a sip, the baby fat on her cheeks was long gone, her appearance was more neutral than when she was with her, her eyes were hollow, and she was wearing a dress that was so light that it was almost transparent, except for the small briefs below, the whole rhythm of being looked at by others.

Song Ya's heart immediately rose inexplicably, and she walked over in a few steps, and took off the cigarette in her hand with her hand, "Why did you smoke this?" "I checked it, it's an ordinary brand of women's cigarettes, a little relieved.

"It's you......"

Mira turned her head to see him, unexpectedly calm, and turned her head to continue staring at the catwalk, "It's been smoking a long time ago, it's just a cigarette." ”

"Do you need to dress like this?" Song Ya asked in a low voice.

"What's like that? Oh, you mean this ......"

She lowered her head and slightly blocked her chest with her hand, "I used to be popular, so when I walked the catwalk, I was always assigned the most revealing clothes, just work, nothing, I was used to it, we didn't avoid men at all when we changed clothes backstage, this line is like this, time is too rushed." ”

"What about your mother?" Song Ya looked up for someone.

"She?" Mira smiled indifferently, "I fired her, and the William Morris agent who was good with her was also fired, and now I am my own master." ”

Song Ya was speechless for a while, "This should have been done a long time ago." ”

"Huh." She looked down and smiled, and didn't say anything more.

Her ex-girlfriend's personality has changed too much, and the vicissitudes and maturity she inadvertently reveals now make Song Ya feel a little distressed, no way, the ups and downs in life she has experienced in the past few years are too great, put herself in her shoes, Song Ya feels that it is difficult to face everything.

"I saw you yesterday." Song Ya said.

"Well, I knew you had a performance, so I quietly came over to take a look, and your song is still so good...... But I don't believe you're going to be as sad about Lori's death as you are in the song, you used to hate him so much......" she chuckled.

"Uh......"

Song Ya was embarrassed, but his ex-girlfriend still knew herself, "I still remember that he tried to soak you before." ”

"Well, I hated him at first sight, I remember another time, at a Nike store? He hugged his girlfriend and Tony, the silencer, and AK, is it called AK? ”

"Yes, AK is dead too."

"I'm sorry......"

The two unconsciously chatted about the past like old friends, "By the way, thank you for the expensive gifts you gave me before, which helped me get through the most difficult period, and you also helped drive Robert back to England, I remember it......" She said: "I always wanted to say thank you in person, but ...... Thankfully, I finally had a chance today. ”

"It's nothing, it's a matter of effort." Song Ya waved his hand, "What's going on with that producer of your second specialty, Mark Horton?" He suddenly went back to Australia, and he was pestering you at the time, right? ”

"Oh, my mom and I did it, we deliberately designed it so that his wife caught him alone with me in a hotel room."

She shrugged her shoulders lightly, as if she was talking about an ordinary thing, "Later, my tour manager, Chris Brenner, took advantage of the situation, and he followed me wherever I went, and I wanted to get rid of him again, but this time my mother didn't want to cooperate with me, and she even persuaded me to simply get together with the old man who had some resources in the music industry." So I went it alone, but unfortunately he found out, and the tour had to be suspended after the falling out, so I simply secretly contacted the current modeling agency and used their energy to fire the manager's mother and her agent lover. ”

"Wow, you did this on your own?" It is hard for Song Ya to imagine that the girl who used to scream or cry emotionally could do all this alone in the sinister entertainment industry.

"Well, a person, a person has to grow up." She said.

Suddenly, a flash of light lit up, followed by a shutter sound, and Song Ya looked up in surprise, and a dark shadow was running through the dim stands, quickly running towards another exit.

“Fxxk！ Damon! Leave that kid alone, stop him for me! Song Ya immediately shouted.

"Who!?" Damon Dash and Mawota had just dragged Biggie's follower off the runway.

"That, the paparazzi who ran out! Catch up with him! Fast! ”

Before Song Ya's words fell, the man had disappeared from sight, "Oh! M-FXXK！ He smashed the lady's cigarette he was still holding in his hand to the ground.