'Bang! Boom! ’

Song Ya sweated like rain, the school squash court seemed to be opened for him alone, his skills improved by leaps and bounds, and the three male classmates of the original club were unable to be abused and transferred to the group, so this became a temple for him to be alone, and he fought with himself through the wall, he believed that this sport helped him a lot to keep his mind clear and calm.

"Hey."

Fergie leaned against the door to say hello.

"Didn't Hayden tell you? Don't come into contact with me at school. He put down his racket and gave her a cold look.

The girl wore a ponytail today, and the short pleated skirt and semi-tight long-sleeved T-shirt of the school cheerleaders flattered her body curves perfectly, especially the heavy chest, which made Song Ya start to imagine the scene when she jumped with the cheerleading team.

Wait, no! The cheerleading girls in the United States school are generally the back garden of the boys in football, basketball, baseball and other clubs, and they spent money to recruit her not to give the first soup to others, "I will retire the cheerleading team tomorrow, and your contract clearly stipulates that you must maintain dance training and not participate in other dangerous sports that may lead to injury." ”

"Is cheerleading a dangerous sport?" Becky pouted, "I just passed the interview, and I'm still a cheerleader in the school in Los Angeles." ”

"Why don't you count, or do you want me to talk to your sister?"

In the United States and areas influenced by the culture of the United States, cheerleading girls generally have to do dangerous actions such as somersaults, throwing up, and turning in the air, and the amount of training is still very large.

"Don't, I'll just retreat." Becky gave in, "Can you accompany me to the stylist later?" She noticed the focus of Song Ya's gaze and stood up proudly.

Song Ya frowned, "You're thinking too much, I'll let Hayden talk to you when I get back." ”

They are all white girls born as child stars, and the short girl in front of her is much more difficult than the stupid Mira, but that's good, Song Ya likes to try different flavors.

Speaking of taste, on the badminton court outside the door, the figure of the good girl Cassidy appeared in Song Ya's field of vision at some point, she was absentmindedly waving her racket, and her eyes glanced at herself and Phigi from time to time.

Hey...... Didn't you say it wasn't your business?

Looking straight over and meeting her eyes, the good girl quickly turned her face away.

Song Ya was interested, and decided to change the way of playing, there was no more ink, he took out a check from the bag in the corner of the wall, and shook it to Ferge, "This is your installation fee, the stylist has already said hello, she will take it to your mall later." ”

"Wow." Becky saw the number 3000 on the check, and her eyes lit up, "Boss, you are the most handsome!" ”

The check was written by A+ Records, and not only Ferggy, but also himself and Dileaire for their installation fees, the money to buy the F150, and even some expenses outside the home and at home, all went to the account of A+ Records.

Song Ya took the check and hooked her fingers.

Becky hesitated for a few seconds and walked in through the doorway.

Song Ya suddenly raised her hand, allowing her outstretched hand to catch the air.

"Uh......" Fergie's hand stopped in the air, squeezing out an embarrassed smile, "Boss? ”

"What's the hurry, the checks are all written, and they can't fly away." Song Ya smiled meaningfully and slipped the check down her neckline.

"You're harassing ......," the girl blushed.

"That's right." Song Ya shamelessly admitted this time, put her mouth close to her ear, and said softly: "Otherwise, why do you think I signed you?" ”

He sensed that the girl wanted to dodge, so he grabbed her waist domineeringly and pulled the person directly into his arms.

Fei Ji let out an exclamation, and Song Ya could finally feel the great softness of the double, comfortable......

She writhed restlessly, her breathing getting heavier and heavier, but this way, Song Ya's experience was better, and he held the girl's chin with his other hand, so that her head was raised and he looked at him.

The girl's face was red all the way to the base of her neck and back ears, and her big eyes finally lost that shrewdness, only uneasiness and confusion.

"I didn't expect you to be so inexperienced, material girl."

Song Ya smiled secretly, scraped her thumb on the cute little groove of her chin, and then aimed at her red lips and kissed it directly.

The girl first snuggled up to him limply, and after ten seconds, she passively let go of her teeth and closed her eyes.

After a long time, her lips slowly parted, the girl was a little reluctant, subconsciously stood on tiptoe to think enough, found that she didn't reach it, opened her eyes slightly, and found that she was being looked at by Song Ya with a smile, ashamed and embarrassed, and slapped Song Ya's chest coquettishly, "You are necrotic." ”

"Alright."

Protecting the food, Song Ya was not in a hurry to eat, and pointed to the watch on his wrist, "You should go to the stylist." ”

"Uh-huh......" The girl buried her head back in his arms, not wanting to leave.

"Good."

Song Ya pushed Phigi to the door and met Cassity's gaze again, "Obedient, go ahead." He deliberately reached under the pleated skirt and pinched her ass meat.

"Oh!"

It wasn't Fergi who shouted, Cassidy forgot to swing her racket and was hit in the forehead by a flying shuttlecock......

“Ooh woo I'm a rebel just for kicks now，I been feeling it since 1966 now……”

Back in the recording studio, Song Ya continued to record songs, pickling girls is just a seasoning, music is his main business, and he knows this very clearly.

"Uh...... APLUS。 ”

Delay's voice rang out, "Are you dealing with it too cheerfully here?" ”

"Cheerful? Have it? ”

"yes, you seem to be in a good mood today, have you encountered anything good?" DeLay asked with a smile.

"Oh, no, let's continue."

"Okay, pay attention to ......"

"I know, I know."

The recording progress of this song is very fast, and the technical difficulty is almost half of the effect of Columbia Records Studio because of the addition of Andrew and Henry and the use of some new equipment.

Before I knew it, it was almost early in the morning, "Let's stop here today." Song Ya felt a little tired of his voice, this song has to be sung with a half-truth and half-fake voice, which is indeed a bit tiring, but fortunately, he is only sixteen years old now, and his vocal cords are easier to complete this type of singing than adult singers.

"Why are you here? What about your sister? Song Ya pushed open the door of the recording studio and saw Fergie standing outside waiting for him.

"Dangdangdang...... Becky spun around in place, showing off her newly purchased clothes, a short black blouse with slanted shoulders that exposed one side of her shoulders, and a pair of low-rise jeans under her flat belly, all of which were tightly cut to show off her amazing curves.

"Look, look......" She posed a few more poses, letting Song Ya see her earrings and belt buckles, all of which were pompous and shiny like black people.

The brands of these clothes belong to the category of light luxury in the United States, and they are not expensive goods compared to the current Song Ya, which is also what he specially instructed when he invited the stylist, otherwise Ren Feiji, a material girl, can buy it casually, and she will definitely not be able to beat it for three thousand dollars.

"Yes, don't wear those butterfly sleeves in the future, and distinguish your style from country and adult lyrical female singers."

The vocal personal trainers, stylists and dance classes that Song Ya found for her were all black women who followed the hip-hop style of hip-hop, and if possible, he planned to transform Phigi into a female hip-hop singer. This is also purposeful, the future songs he got from the apocalypse, especially rap songs such as second-hand stores, are very 'lively' in terms of processing, that is, he likes to add all kinds of 'calls' that seem to be a little inexplicable in this era, such as helping to shout 'yes' or something at the end of a sentence sung, based on the above considerations, he intends to let Fergi join in at the right time and be responsible for singing that part of the female harmony.

DeLay and Andrew silently packed up their things and left one after another.

"All the money was spent on this set?" Song Ya asked.

"Dangdang, dang!" Fergie was also very happy today, and jumped outside the recording room again to show Song Ya a lot of clothes she brought, and she also got a mobile hanger for the crew, all of which were full.

"You got it alone?" Song Ya exclaimed.

"Of course not, I asked Mawota to help you get it." Fergie ripped open the clear plastic on the outside of a piece of clothing, "I still like this, well, and this one." Her eyebrows fluttered.

"Why don't you wear them all for me, like Julia Roberts's drag show when she buys clothes."

"Yes, yes."

"Come to my office."

He helped Fergie push the hanger into the office, and the two of them switched to the sofa......