Fxxk tha police!

The jury has found you guilty of bein a redneck，

whitebread， chickenshit m-fxxka.

Wait， that's a lie. That's a goddamn lie.

I want justice! I want justice!

fxxk you！ you black m-fxxkaaaa！

Big A and Little Brother took the lead in his brown Chevrolet Malibu, and the deafening gangster rap music almost broke the roof of the car, and even the cab of the rear car could be heard clearly.

"It's this song again, how much they love it."

Delay in the back car rolled up the window and complained to the middle-aged white driver driving next to him, "Although this song is good, you can't listen to it all the time...... It's been so many years. ”

"Listen to this, then."

The other party smiled, took out a copy of Debbie Gibson's album Out Of The Blue from his jacket pocket, and kissed the sweetheart of the United States on the cover before stuffing it into the cassette player, "I saw you rappers in the morning, and I didn't dare to take her out." ”

"She?" DeLay touched his cheeks and looked at each other, then looked out the window and fell silent.

There was an antenna strapped to the roof of the RV behind them, and it kept shaking as the car moved, "Hey, ladies and gentlemen, this is Big A!" It's been a long time since I've seen you so early, guess where I am now? Haha, surely I couldn't have guessed, I'm on the road to Milwaukee......"

In the RV, Big A had already set up a mobile radio station, and he and NAS were sitting in front of the radio station with headphones on, talking at a very fast pace, "Then you will ask again, what am I doing in Milwaukee?" Haha, nothing special, I'm with my brother APLUS and we're going to travel all four states to promote his single Remember The Name, what? Why did he take me? Because he can't do it without me, haha! That's how I hang. Next to me is my brother I just met, NAS from Queens, New York, great boy, NAS, let's say hi to everyone......"

"Yo......" NAS snorted into the microphone.

"NAS, how did you meet APLUS?"

"Uh......"

"Don't be restrained brother, I'm up to me here, you can do whatever you want, and I won't even give APLUS face if you get in a hurry, you may not know, I'm much more senior (gang seniority) than him, you know what I mean, right? Don't be afraid of him, I'm serious, that kid is sometimes not bad, sometimes it's just a bubble shxt, speaking of which, my temper has come up again, he's a shxt! is shxt！ is shxt……”

In the cab of the third car, Song Ya sat in the back seat of the F150 double row seat, listening to the words of Big A on the radio, her face was expressionless, and Fei Ji next to her was about to die of laughter, pointing to Song Ya's black accent of Big A, "is shxt~"

Al in the passenger seat reached out and tapped the horn button twice, 'Toot! Honk! The car made two loud beeps.

"DO YOU HEAR IT, APLUS IS HONKING THE HORN, I, BIG A, DON'T BE AFRAID!"

With three cars speeding down the highway and the morning sun rising above the ground, Chicago to Milwaukee was only about 150 kilometers away, and it took more than an hour to reach its destination.

"Hey, ladies and gentlemen, we're at the first stop of the propaganda, Milwaukee, and now I'm going to give this to the NAS brothers, NAS, give them a good show. I? I'm very busy, I'm going to take APLUS to meet a few local brothers, do you think I'm blind? I told you a long time ago that he couldn't do it without me, really, when did I blow the ......?"

Big A opened the door of the RV and saw Song Yazheng staring coldly at him with his hands clasped and Al clasped hands, "Program effect, program effect!" Just kidding, it's all about the show, don't take it to heart APLUS......"

There are many parking spaces in the urban area of large RVs, and this is a small gas station, Song Ya and the three of them changed into Big A's Chevrolet car, Big A drove, and the four of them drove into a radio station building in the city and met with the person in charge of Sony Columbia Records publicity there.

"In the morning, there was just an interview with the station, in the afternoon we went to the local TV station to record a show, and then in the evening we went to the home of the Milwaukee Brewers baseball team, where we played "Remember The Name" before the game started, followed by the national anthem and a kickoff ceremony."

Columbia Records has a lot of promotional resources in big cities, and there is basically no chance to rest at the end of the day.

"National anthem?" Song Ya was a little surprised, "Can you not sing this?" The national anthem of the United States is difficult to sing, and I haven't practiced it, so I will definitely overturn and get out of trouble. ”

"What then? Remember The Name is gaining momentum right now, you're in a critical period of promotion and it's a rare opportunity to go, and it's the same for you and for the stadium operators, and the singers are going to use everything they can to use. ”

The head of propaganda explained in embarrassment.

"Why don't you let Phigi come to the national anthem, how can she once sing adult lyricism...... And he is also a child star. Song Ya proposed.

"No one knows the California child star...... Forget it, okay, it's better than you being embarrassed. ”

The head of propaganda went to call.

Song Ya also called Phigi and asked her to start practicing immediately, and Phigi was excited to get the news, "Brewer team?" Will it be broadcast live on TV? YES！ No problem, I used to sing the national anthem in California middle school. ”

"That's best, you practice more, but pay attention to protect your throat, after all, it's in a transition period now." Song Ya reminded her.

"Thank you, boss, how can I repay you? Well...... Or at night, a new posture will work. ”

"Hehe, let's practice yours first."

Song Ya hung up the phone, went to visit the radio DJ with Da A and others, and then accepted an interview with Dillay and Al on the local radio station.

Big A took money to get a black staff member with good local connections outside, and several people took advantage of the time to let the black man lead the way, and went to a few small and medium-sized black radio stations, using the rice knife in the CD to open the way, basically invincible.

In the afternoon, after recording the TV program, in the evening, several people met up with Becky and others who came by taxi at the home stadium of the brewers.

In the second live performance, the performance of the three was much calmer, and they sang smoothly, and Fei Ji also won the national anthem of the United States under the watchful eye of the people.

After the introduction of the on-site host, Song Ya took the baseball handed over by the stadium manager, calmly walked to the pitcher's mound, and waved to the audience first.

"Hoo ......"

Most people in the United States had played baseball as children, and the original owner of this body was of course the same, he closed his eyes and recalled, then opened his eyes and stood still, looked at the catcher behind home plate, adjusted his breathing, and made a not-so-standard action to throw the ball.

The direction is right, the power is not used correctly, the white baseball flickered and flew above the catcher's head, an absolute bad ball, but the opponent is professional, his body does not move, and he can easily catch it with just a hand.

The applause of the audience was accompanied by the whistle in an instant, star, no one will ask too much.

After finishing the task here, several people immediately rushed to the local nightclub and rushed to two in one night.

This time, Song Ya's momentum was different, Big A took the younger brother to open the way first, and then NAS and Dileaire surrounded him, Fergie wore a baseball cap and rolled up her collar and followed behind her in a low-key manner, and the group got out of the car and poured into the back door of the nightclub, no one dared to mess with him.

Big A is obese, and babbling, it is easy to be seen by people as the essence of being very good, but NAS is different, this guy doesn't look like a good person, and he always keeps his head down in a nightclub to look around, because the large whites of his eyes are turned over and matched with black skin, he looks like a wolf only looking for prey in the dim environment of a nightclub.

Two songs a night, the income is less than 10,000 dollars, cash, Song Ya divided it on the spot, everyone has a share of the amount, and several people also poured a stomach full of free drinks. During this period, I met a local kid who didn't have long eyes and rushed to the stage to try to provoke a battle, Song Ya immediately pouted and shook his fingers, made an expression that you don't deserve, and handed it over to the 'little brother' NAS to deal with on stage. NAS exploded in rhythm and scolded, and directly the other party on the stage in a daze, and the nightclub audience all gloated at him and sneered, even if the kid was thick-skinned enough, he didn't almost cry on the spot like little Lori did.

Finally, the group returned to the RV drunk, and the two drivers who had rested started the car at night and drove off to the next city.

'Click, click. ’

Inside the bright RV, the flash of the camera in Song Ya's hand sounded one after another, and Phigi was lying opposite while posing with various poses, while playing with the trumpet he brought out.

"Stop shooting." She blocked the camera with her white and tender toes, eating and laughing, "Flashing so much that I want to vomit." ”

"Are you having fun today?" Song Ya asked.

"Well, I used to use a fake driver's license to enter a nightclub, and every time I was kicked out by the security guards, the queue for several hours in advance was in vain......"

Fergie is at the age when she likes to play, and she just saw everything fresh in the nightclub, and she wanted to try all kinds of wine, and she drank a lot, "By the way, boss, aren't you the chief trumpeter at school?" Why is there so little trumpet in the song? ”

"Really? I didn't even pay attention to it myself. Song Ya took out the finished negatives and put them away carefully.

"Yes, I'm a professional......" Fei Ji climbed up to Song Ya's side, leaning against his chest, both of them forgot about the agreement to unlock the new pose, chatting and falling asleep.

"Dada, dada, dada......"

After a dreamless night, Song Ya slept soundly, and was suddenly awakened by the sound of a trumpet in her ears, and when she opened her eyes, the sunlight outside the car had shone directly, and Fergie was smiling evilly at her ears with the trumpet.

"You little goblin." Song Ya dragged her into her arms and vented her anger when she got up.

Every time that you get undressed

I hear symphonies in my head

I wrote this song just looking at you oh， oh

Yet the drums they swing low

And the trumpets they go

Da da

da ra ra da

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