After signing the contract in black and white, Song Ya and Daniel had a long-to-one deep talk and benefited a lot.

For him personally, this conversation can no longer be called a simple chat, but a process of being subverted and reshaped. After getting the Apocalypse plug-in, his mind was full of thoughts such as studying hard, developing in a low-key manner, waiting for the buckets of gold dug up by the plug-in to come in, and then naturally get ahead and enjoy a romantic life.

But Daniel tells him a truth, black people are ...... Among the stars of the industry, there are very few who can keep themselves from bankruptcy after passing out of gas or retirement, and many of them even die young under the multiple effects of indulgence and profligacy, alcohol addiction, drug abuse and drugs.

For example, if you sign a document handed by a cronie while you are drunk, you may inexplicably lose a property or have a huge debt in your name.

In the face of unfounded rape allegations, he will either spend a large sum of money to settle privately and bear notoriety for a lifetime, or spend more money to hire a team of lawyers to regain his reputation, and then collapse physically and mentally under countless court encounters and media bombardment. may also face more than ten years of high alimony and continuous extortion because of the other party's deliberate love. You may even be infected with a new type of sexually transmitted disease, and you will die in just a few years.

On the one hand, living and growing up there will inevitably be related to gangs, and on the other hand, this background makes them the special care of various law enforcement agencies.

Greedy relatives and hairboys, pervasive charlatans, Wall Street crooks who flock to the city, brokers, managers, lawyers, accountants, guns and drugs that followers bring into cars and rooms, taxes that are not intended to be miscalculated, and who do not intend to say the wrong things......

All this could not have struck him a fatal blow, so he had to have the energy, self-control, discernment, and vigilance far beyond that of ordinary people, even of white people of equal status.

While the road ahead is fraught with danger, Daniel also tells him that in this era of increasingly equal rights and political correctness, he can also reap the myriad benefits of skin color, and that these benefits require a thorough understanding of how American politics and relationships work, as well as the corresponding interpersonal skills and actions.

Want to go all the way to success with 'little transparency'? Non-existent, learning well is a nerd, a target of bullying, and a leader who learns well deserves success.

For example, this BMI membership application.

"If you want organizations like BMI to speed things up, you have to put pressure on them, and the race card is a very good way to put that pressure on, so you have to understand how to do that through politics and public opinion."

"In addition to money, the people of America also like a thing, this kind of thing is like supermarket points, supermarket points can be exchanged for goods, and this kind of points are enough, they will exchange them for money, power, friendship, attention, spiritual sublimation and satisfaction. For example, some wealthy people are willing to spend 100,000 yuan to hold a charity dinner in New York, and then spend a lot of money to fly back and forth to Africa, just to give the locals thousands of plastic school bags, why don't they just buy hundreds of thousands of school bags and send them over? For the sake of points. The rich take this point in exchange for moral self-satisfaction and fame, the celebrity takes this point in exchange for the goodwill of the public and the media, and the high school student uses this point to accumulate social experience for applying for a good university......"

"There are many ways to spend points, and there are countless ways to get points, but you have to remember that only being the person who can give points to others is the real winner."

Under Daniel's earnest teachings, Song Ya replanned his life, and he returned to school and went to find a music teacher first.

"Wow, Yali, it turns out that you are APLUS who writes second-hand stores, you have done a great job, congratulations! We've all been kept in the dark by you. ”

These are the first words of the music teacher when they meet.

Song Ya said: "Thank you, I am sincere, all my music knowledge comes from you. I never thought this song would be successful, Lowry is my brother's best friend and we often get together, I gave him the song I wrote on a whim and ...... Sometimes something beautiful happens suddenly, like a dream, and everything catches me off guard. After recovering from the dream, there was a voice in my heart that asked me to thank God and thank many people, I thought of you first in this school, without your help and encouragement, I would not be where I am today. ”

The music teacher smiled, "No, all students are taught in the same way, and only you have made achievements, mainly due to personal talent." ”

"You've won a prize." Song Ya was modest, "Actually, I was going to thank you on a more solemn occasion. Because of my song, BMI, which is the American Broadcast Music Association, allowed me to join, and they were going to do a small membership ceremony, which was to set up some stools in the gymnasium and ...... You know, it's a very simple kind. But it's a pity ......."

He carefully adjusted his facial muscles and made a wry smile.

"Oh?" The music teacher was interested, "Why didn't it happen as scheduled?" ”

"I ...... too It's hard to say, it seems that some link is stuck, in fact, I kind of feel that I have encountered racial discrimination......" Song Ya replied.

"Racism!" The music teacher's eyes widened.

"It's just feeling...... Maybe, you know, we're sensitive to this and can sense some ......" Song Ya shrugged, "I was going to report to the principal......"

"Must go!" The music teacher pulled him up, "There's nothing hesitant to deal with discrimination, go now!" Walk! ”

He was led to the principal's office by the music teacher.

The principal was a bald black old man, and he patiently listened to Song Ya's repetition of the speech.

"They were going to do a little ritual, but someone got stuck on purpose, right?"

The principal picked up the phone, "This kind of thing can't be tolerated, I know, some white ......" He glanced at the white music teacher and put it another way, "There are often many racist old heads hidden in institutions with a long history like BMI......"

He didn't know which social relationship to call, and after the call, he said to Song Ya with a smile: "It turns out that the author of the second-hand store is in my school haha, what grade are you in?" How big...... Wow, fifteen-year-old composer, BMI member, well, yes, you need a ritual, what else do you need to help with, just say. ”

"That's right." Song Ya replied: "My agent suggested that I ask if you can ask the councillors of this district to help?" He also asked me to try writing letters to affirmative action organizations in Chicago. ”

"That's a good idea, I'll call Councillor Underwood, he'll be willing to help, as for affirmative action...... Well, yes, it's better for you to contact them personally, young man, you have a good agent, I'll give you the address and phone number of an affirmative action, they have an office, it's at the University of Chicago......"

With the help of the music teacher and the principal, Song Ya executed Daniel's idea perfectly.

"Maybe it's too perfect, and BMI won't hate me after playing too big, right? After all, they didn't do anything......" he drummed in his heart.

walked out of the principal's office and said goodbye to the music teacher, but he didn't expect to be blocked by two thugs in the corridor.

“YO！ APLUS...... "A little thug got closer," "Did you write that song for little Lori?" ”

"Yay." Song Ya, who has been reborn, is not panicked at all.

"Let's discuss, how about you write a song for my brother too." He pointed to another gangster, "He's pretty good at rapping." ”

Song Ya pushed him directly, "Are you serious?" Well? He took the initiative to step forward, put his forehead on the other party's forehead, and looked straight into the other party's eyes, "You know that I write songs for little Lori, don't you know who my boss is?" Well? Ever heard of a regional bobtail? Well!? You're getting in my way!? ”

The other party retreated step by step, and was punished by him all the way to the wall, "Do you want me to write a song?" Well? You're good at rapping, aren't you? He changed his goal again and continued to top the ......

The two thugs fled.

Song Ya wanted to cross his waist and look up to the sky and laugh at that time.

Unexpectedly, he turned his head and saw the cheerleading goddess walking towards him in a 'charming way', and soon he found that the rugby team forward on the other side of the corridor had begun to warm up with his fists.

“FXXX！”

In a hurry, he rushed to the middle of a group of passing girls in a few steps, and picked the most pleasing one, "Hey, can I get to know you?" In order not to be beaten, he also fought hard.