A few days later, Hayden drove the car to his doorstep.

Song Ya yawned and climbed out of bed, glanced at the alarm clock, four o'clock in the morning.

The bearded and exploding Al wore headphones and pillows to cushion his buttocks, the small TV was facing the other side of the bed, and a poster blocked the light, and the room was filled with only the slight click of the handle.

Alas, how did a hip-hop singer become a game dead house?

Song Ya shook his head helplessly.

Previously, Pablo was willing to take the initiative to pull El back, but after cooperating with SBK, this road was completely broken, SBK's strategy was to single first, since there was no Al in the second-hand store, it was impossible for Pablo to pull him back to share the money.

A good hand of cards is played like this, Song Ya's previous sympathy for him has long been gone, and he has not slept well at night for more than a month, and now this appearance is the result of his several harsh negotiations, Aunt Susie can't get rid of him, and the black Buddy is really invincible.

Luckily, I'll be able to get rid of this guy when I move.

Washing up and dressing and going downstairs, Hayden was sitting at his table, eating scrambled eggs made by Aunt Susie, with a pile of papers and a pager on the table.

Song Ya picked up the pager, it was the kind of straight with display function, there was a plastic buckle on the back, he hung it on his waist and tried it, although many people wore it like this, but he felt very rustic inexplicably, and it was too big to stuff it into the pocket of his clothes, so he simply threw it directly into the bag.

He took the scrambled eggs handed over by Aunt Susie and read the documents while eating.

The number of the pager and the purchase invoice, etc., he calculated the amount, signed a check and put it in front of Hayden.

Then there is the sales statistics of Old Joe Music, in more than a month, Lowry II's album sold more than 68,000 copies, and he got a royalty of more than 3,000 yuan, and Old Joe Music's check was attached to the back. The future release of the album will belong to SBK, and Old Joe Music will no longer be responsible for sales. He put the check away, signed another check for one-tenth of the amount to pay off the commission to Hayden, and said: "This sales volume is not bad, how can there be sales of more than 100,000 to 200,000 pieces in one or two years." ”

Hayden shook his head, "It's too little, according to SBK, Old Joe made two fatal mistakes, one is that the publicity did not keep up, which caused the album to delay in creating momentum, and the current listeners are all chasing pop, and the songs are not popular, so they will naturally think that it is not good to listen and give up buying." The second is that the distribution is too conservative, and only cassettes are issued, so many people covered by the publicity can't buy records, so they simply choose to transcribe, anyway, the cassette transcription is convenient, which further causes the loss of future buyers. ”

"That's why we chose SBK, didn't we?" Song Ya moved on to the next one, not a document, but two color photos, one of herself shaking hands with Underwood, and one with Michelle.

"I'm going to find the reporters present to come, the shooting is good, you are very photogenic." Hayden quipped, "Do you want to find two picture frames to frame?" ”

"Forget it." Song Ya put the photo aside, "They're not really big shots, are they?" I'm not embarrassed if Underwood hadn't been elected to the federal council. ”

"Whether they're big or not depends on your own level." Hayden said.

Song Ya thought it made sense, took down a book she was reading from upstairs, and sandwiched two photos into it.

"The book can be said not to be ......"

Hayden saw the cover of the book, "Sony bought Columbia's film and music division, Panasonic bought MCA Records, Mitsubishi bought Rockefeller Center, you look at the cars running on the road now, maybe in a few years, we'll all have to work for the books." ”

Song Ya shrugged, speaking of the car, the eight-year-old Ford pickup truck that was bought not long ago was broken by Connie, and it was still lying at the door, a century-old Ford, destroyed in ...... Connie.

Speaking of Connie, she lazily carried Emily, who was not yet awake, and went downstairs as well.

The last few documents are familiar portrait releases, and the reason why they got up so early was that they were going to shoot the MV again, naturally from a second-hand store.

"The producers of SBK said that the director wanted to use the light and shadow of the sunrise, and we were almost too late, and they hired professional makeup artists to put on the makeup of the girls very slowly, but this is a big production, and I heard that it will be broadcast on MTV."

Hearing Hayden's words, Connie rushed out the door with Emily in her arms, and slipped headlong into the front row seat of the Dodger dynasty.

"Didn't you two eat breakfast? Bichi! Aunt Susie opened her voice early in the morning.

"Let's go too."

Song Ya shoved the scrambled eggs into her mouth and went out with Hayden, the car crossed a few streets, stopping at Ellie's house and honking her horn a few times.

After a while, Ellie climbed down the second-floor window and ran into the car like a thief.

"Honey."

She got into the car and arched into Song Ya's arms, and kept kissing Song Ya's cheek with her small mouth, "Thank you, you're so good." ”

Connie and Emily in the front seat rolled their eyes at the same time.

"Little things." Song Ya hugged Ellie, who was like a small animal, with mixed feelings, this time she helped her show her face in the MV, and it would be worthy of her to break up in the future, emmm...... But since the two are still boyfriend and girlfriend now...... He looked at the seat in front of him, then quietly slipped his hand into Ellie's clothes.

The filming location is not the second-hand store where Song Ya got the apocalypse, and Lao Qiao said that it is not the territory of the hell bobtail, and there may be accidents in the shooting, after all, the gangs are tense at the moment, and the big war is imminent.

The Hell Bobtail has a small territory, and soon, the car is driving to its destination.

The second-hand store was much smaller and older than the one where he got the apocalypse, with a lot of cars and equipment parked in front of the door, and many staff members busy. handed over the three signed portrait authorization letters to the crew in charge, and took Connie, Emily, and Ellie to find the makeup car, Song Ya casually recognized many familiar faces from the last MV shooting, "Didn't you say a big production?" Why is it still the same as last time? He asked Hayden.

"It's going to shoot for three days, this director is well-known in Chicago, and the big production will record a lot of material first, and then cut it into a MV for more than three minutes, who knows if he can show his face." Hayden replied.

SBK acted very quickly in order to recover Lao Qiao's lost time, and the decision of this MV was not communicated with Song Yaxian, but this is a normal phenomenon, songwriters generally do not get involved in these things, and their willingness to take care of the old relationship between Lao Qiao Music and his gang is already very good.

Song Ya originally had a complete MV in his mind, but he felt that the style of that MV didn't match the mainstream orientation of this era, and he hadn't learned to write scripts, storyboards or anything, so he had the goods in his head, but he couldn't express it, so just think about it.

The two of them walked to a warehouse at the back of the store, which had been converted into two makeshift VIP powder rooms, one each occupied by Little Lowry and Old Joe, and their two people were clearly scattered at the door, and a few real gang members with flower headscarves were smoking cigarettes from afar to prevent accidents.

"HEY, APLUS!" AK saw Song Ya and beckoned, "Come here, come here, you can also say your opinion." ”

"What do you think?" Song Ya walked over and saw Tony, AK and the others in a circle, gossiping about a piece of paper in Pablo's hand.

"SBK got a chance to show at the Bulls' home court in the playoffs, but only one game, which one do you choose?" Pablo was in a good mood today, probably because of a series of high-end and high-end operations after SBK took over, so he gradually let go of his worries, "APLUS? He handed the paper in his hand to Song Ya, which turned out to be a matchsheet.

"I haven't studied it." After Song Ya crossed, when he became a scholar, he wrote lyrics and songs, and he had to prepare speeches, so how could he have the energy to care about the NBA.

"Ignore him, he's ball blind." Tony huffed and said, "If you want me to choose, choose the first game of the playoffs, steady!" ”

"Stupid, the sooner the performance will be less attention, at least the Eastern Conference Finals!" AK objected.

"Can we? Last year...... "Tony was a little lacking in confidence.

"Phil Jackson did a good job this year, and besides, we have Jordan, and the only thing that can stop him in the East is the Pistons, and it just so happens that we will face the Pistons in the Eastern Conference Finals."

"Phil Jackson is a rookie......"

The two were arguing, and little Lori, who hadn't finished putting on makeup, rushed out of it, "Finals!" Finals! He shouted like a child, "I just want the finals!" ”

"Okay then."

Pablo abandoned Al for little Lowry to abandon Ayr, abandon Morgan Sr., and give up the opportunity to sign with Song Ya, almost doting on him, "Then ......" his pen hung on the matchup table and hesitated, "Let's play the first game of the finals at home, be steady." ”