On the afternoon of the next day, there was still one round left to enter the semi-finals and complete the great feat of credits, and the big score came to 1 to 1, Song Ya in the rest area opened his mouth wide, pulling a bellows and breathing the air greedily, Mawota stood in front of him, and kept fanning him with a towel to cool him down.

"Watch your backhand area!" The physical education teacher handed over the purified water with a bottle of drink in each hand.

Song Ya poured pure water on her head indiscriminately, "To put it simply, the opponent is a left-hander, and I am not used to fighting. He took another bottle of Gatorade.

"Reporter, reporter is here......" the physical education teacher reminded in a whisper.

A reporter walked to Song Ya's side, squatted down and clicked a few times, and began to change positions again.

Song Ya sat up straight, holding her chest high, trying not to look so embarrassed.

“APLUS！ APLUS！ Denise led the fans to cheer him on neatly.

"APLUS, PREPARE." The staff came to remind.

Song Ya stood up and casually took off her soaked polo shirt, revealing her strong upper body and already some abdominal muscles.

"Ahh Yes! Denise and other female fans screamed.

"Backhand! Bottom left! The PE teacher gave the final advice.

"Got it, got it." Song Ya took out a clean jersey from the bag, put on a new racket, waved to the audience, and stepped into the arena.

'Bang! ’

Song Ya's serve was powerful and heavy, slamming hard against the wall and bouncing back, and the opponent caught it with difficulty.

It was a bit difficult to enter the stalemate stage, and now he is nearly 1.9 meters tall, and his lateral movement speed is average, and it is inevitable that he will be clumsy when he is mobilized by a light left-handed opponent. But there is no other good way, only gritting his teeth and fighting hard, the opponent's breathing is also very heavy, and his endurance should be inferior to himself.

“YES！”

After more than a dozen shots, the opponent's return ball fell to the bottom line, and Song Ya scored a point......

"Yes, this song is really good, this is the song that only a seventeen-year-old boy can write."

A few days later, Hayden listened to the simple first version of Beautiful Girls.

"Really?" Song Ya will be skeptical, "This is a saliva love song." ”

The black chubby in the original version performed the song so sweetly that it was greasy, and the deliberately long biting words and singing with his throat seemed a little heartless, and then in the original MV, a group of boys and girls were jumping happily in a simple restaurant, which didn't quite match the original meaning of the lyrics.

Song Ya just chose to completely imitate Chubby's singing style in the first version for the time being, and he was ready to gradually modify it in the subsequent recordings, at least not to deviate too far from his cool and handsome character.

"I like it, the melody is bright, the lyrics are catchy, and the popularity is definitely higher than all your previous songs." Hayden didn't know what Song Ya was planning in his heart, and said excitedly.

"So high-rated?" Song Ya looked at the others.

"It's okay, there's no depth." Delay shrugged, "But it does have the potential to be a big hit, and it shouldn't be difficult to record a studio version of this song." ”

"Well, that's good." Song Ya closed his eyes and recalled the band composition at the end of the original MV, "If you have the studio version, then you can find me a pianist, a drum kit, a number of violin and cellists, and six male harmonies...... Finally, add another triangle, uh, forget it, I'll do it myself, I can save some commission. ”

"Okay, I'll make a note of it." DeLay will take care of that.

"You have been shortlisted for two awards at the AMA (All Rice Music Awards) in January next year, and the Best Rap and Hip-Hop New Artist Award of the year (91 years, similar below) is likely to be no show, and you haven't released an album yet, and this kind of award is generally not given to singers who have not released a special award. There is also a nomination for the best soul and rhythm and blues group, chorus, and band, and you and Mariah Carey sang Empire State of Mind with great professional acclaim, and the opponent is not very strong......"

Hayden and Yeremov followed Song Ya back to the A+ record office, "So we're going to mobilize your fans and focus on this award, after all, the AMA looks at the number of fans and willingness to participate the most, and you and Mariah Carey work together, plus Motura's help, this award is almost impossible to fail." ”

"I know, I can try my best, but now we have tight liquidity, so we can spend money more leisurely." Song Ya instructed, "How many awards has Mariah Carey been shortlisted for?" ”

In addition to the Chorus with You Award, she was also shortlisted for the Soul and Rhythm Blues Singer of the Year Award, as well as the Dance Song of the Year Award. Hayden replied, "It's all heavyweight awards, and the opponents are very strong. The awards ceremony will feature a live performance by both of you, Empire State of Mind, and before that, you will both perform this track together at the New Year's Eve event in New York's Times Square, which has been planned in advance. ”

“NICE。”

Song Ya grinned, since the last confession, Mariah Carey has been avoiding him intentionally or unintentionally, this time there is no way to hide, hehe.

The three of them were chatting about business, and Phigie pushed the door in, and without saying hello, she sat down listlessly on the couch, kicked off her shoes, took a small bottle from her bag, and curled up her legs to apply her nail polish.

Song Ya knows that since I hate u i love u was frozen by Motura, she has become more and more decadent and has been expressing her dissatisfaction in this way.

"Don't be upset, in a few days we'll go to Los Angeles to shoot the music video for i hate u i love u, and by the way, we will attend the premiere of Halle Berry's movie." Song Ya revealed the good news to her.

"Really?" The girl suddenly became sunny and raised her head, "Is our song finally going to be released?" She threw away the nail polish bottle and threw it on Song Ya, "I'm going crazy." She grumbled in tears.

"Well, we have to wait for the best time, it's unlikely in the near future, MJ's new single Black or white is too hot."

Black or white has been at the top of the Billboard singles chart since the MV caused great controversy, and the singles and album Dangerous have sold like crazy, and the other singles will be released at a rate of one in fifteen days.

However, MJ is not uncomfortable, and the mainstream media has been continuously criticizing the 11-minute version of the Black or white MV, and MJ has not been able to subside after removing the racial slogan from the smashed car, and it is rumored that MJ is ready to directly delete the violence and dance content that caused huge controversy in the last four minutes.

"MISS CASSIDY IS HERE, APLUS." Tarragi brought in the well-groomed Kasitti.

"Hey."

Cassiti saw that Phigi's face in Song Ya's arms changed, but she quickly returned to normal, and Phigi looked at her vigilantly.

"You're here, Cassidy, help me with the winter break, Taraghi, go get her acquainted."

Song Ya arranged for Kasiti to work in a fan organization, specifically as a clerk, dealing with what fan letters, helping Taraghi who needed to follow him all the time to share some chores, helping Yeremov run errands and so on. Yeremov's marketing and publicity department was getting more and more involved, and Song Ya rented a small office on the same floor as A+ Records.

He assumed a businesslike attitude, only winking at Cassidy as he spoke.

"APLUS, HOW'S YOUR MATCH GOING? Did you win? Cassiti didn't follow Taragi, who had turned around, but asked.

"I tried my best to stop in the semi-finals, but it was enough, and the PE teacher would give me a good score." Song Ya smiled: "You will regret not going to watch the game, the quarter-final game is a classic, I told you." ”

"Really?"

"Honey, isn't it time for us to go back and pack our bags, I want to go to Los Angeles as soon as possible to start filming the music video."

Fergie sniffed out more and more from the atmosphere of the conversation between the two, and hurriedly interrupted the conversation.

"Okay." Song Ya pointed to the nail polish bottle on the ground, "You pack up your things first." ”

"Blonde, white girl?" Taragi sent Cassidy out, took advantage of Phigi's bathroom and came back to Songya and whispered that Mira, Phigi and Cassidy had all been summed up by her.

Song Ya slapped her ass casually, "Don't make a mess." ”

"I think you're enjoying it."