Song Ya was very satisfied, the decision to sign Fei Ji was right, and she didn't have to worry about the demand being difficult to meet, and she also drank the first soup.

When Feel It Still was finished, he rushed to New York with the original team.

"It's a very ear-grabbing song, and it can at least rank in the top three in the adaptation of Mr. Postman's song, and the lyrics are also very appropriate."

Walt took off his headphones, "Your singing skills have improved a lot, APLUS, compared to when I felt it coming." ”

It's been a few months since I was a singer, and this body is not badly gifted, and it should be improved, "Thank you for the compliment, Walt, I still plan to release a single for this song, and strive to release it as quickly as possible." ”

Song Ya had already communicated with Motura on the phone before coming, and Walt naturally wouldn't be embarrassed, "You have to pay attention, the album has no plan, the singles have been released one after another, the large-scale promotion of Remember The Name has not yet started, and the release of this song will divide a lot of resources." "And we don't recommend more than five singles on an album." ”

"I know, but as you said earlier, it's a good fit, isn't it?"

Song Ya said that this wave of popularity has given him a lot of benefits, David Letterman's late-night show has made him more famous and more famous, a series of affirmative action appearances, all free publicity that does not cost much money, and the singles have also sold a lot more.

Hua nodded his head, "Mr. Motura has explained, there is no problem on our side, everything is still according to the old rules." ”

"Thank you, Walt."

Song Ya took people to Sony's Columbia record studio non-stop to start the production of the official version of Feel It Still, and in the evening, he checked into the same hotel as Mira.

The focus of the reporters is in Los Angeles, Mira is concentrating on recording songs on SBK, out of their sight for a while, and the privacy protection of the five-star hotel is relatively in place, and the rooms of the two are diagonally opposite the door.

"I've arrived." Songya dialed Mira's room phone.

"Come in, I don't have anyone here, hehe." Mira lowered her voice and said, "I feel like we're spies connecting. ”

Song Ya was not happy, "Why didn't you come to me?" ”

"No, they've just taken a shower, they're all in bed, and I don't ...... anything but the quilt," Mira's voice hinted.

"No, I'm not going to go." Song Ya firmly refused.

"Why!?" Mira immediately started a small tantrum, "We haven't seen each other for three months, and you won't even take a few more steps!" ”

"It's not a matter of taking a few steps, it's a matter of equal relations."

Song Ya said, "I've already delivered it twice, remember?" I told you, next time it will have to be your turn. ”

Mira was silent for a moment, "Okay, okay, don't love me, huh!" Stingy man! She hung up.

Song Ya walked to the door and pulled the door open a little.

Half a minute later, Mira, wrapped in her coat, tiptoed open the door.

Song Ya grabbed her hands, roughly dragged her into his arms, closed the door, and kissed her bitterly.

The other hand reached into the coat, and sure enough, nothing ......

"I miss you so much." Mira's reaction was also fierce, and the two quickly fell to the bed with their arms in their arms.

In Chicago and New York, there is no shortage of happy life, Song Ya maintained a happy mood, the recording work went very smoothly, and a few days later, the official version of Feel It Still was completed and handed over to the publicity and distribution department of Columbia Records.

He and Mira simply stayed at home, constantly venting the vigorous energy of young people, and the room was full of battlefields.

"You'll have more than you used to." Mira was completely held in the air by Song Ya, her hands around her lover's neck, her eyes were like silk, and her fair and delicate face was flushed.

"I've watched a lot of films."

Song Ya kept panting, this position worked perfectly with a pony girl like Ferge, but it was very tiring to use it on a girl like Mira, who was more than 1.7 meters.

"Eat something, I'm hungry." Mira pouted towards the dining table.

The five-star service is not covered, and the two stars are not short of money to spend, and the food and wine every day are extremely luxurious, covered by exquisite dinner plates, and sent directly into the room by the waiter with a mobile cart.

"Okay." Song Ya carried her to the dining table, and the two of them ate casually, and after a while, they started to fight with cream again.

'Dididi, Didi......' Mira was helping him clean the cream off his body when the pager rang.

"Who, haven't you said hello to them?" Mira pouted and grumbled.

"I'll take a look." Of course, Song Ya said hello, asking Hayden not to disturb the two-person world of himself and Mira if they were not in a hurry, he walked over, and before he could get the pager, the mobile phone rang again.

"What's going on?" The priority of the phone was higher, and he went to get it instead.

At this time, Mira's mobile phone also rang, and then, the phone in the guest room also rang.

The two glanced at each other, feeling that it was not a trivial matter, and they sped up their movements, and both copied their respective phones.

The phone was called by Hayden, "Look CUU!" He shouted on the other end of the line.

Song Ya hurriedly turned on the TV, and CUU News was replaying the beating of a black man by a white police officer in Los Angeles.

Mira also hung up, "My agent called." She was asked for the same.

Song Ya furrowed her brows, no, this is not a replay, this time the CUU broadcast content is about ten seconds more than the previous version, in this new video, the beaten black man Rodney Gold, not only has an obvious resistance to arrest, but also stands up again after being knocked down by the police officer's electric baton, and pounces on one of the police officers.

Then there is the scene of the police beating that caused outrage in the previous version......

"OMG......" Mira held her head in her hands, "It's unbelievable, the whole country has been deceived?" ”

“FXXK！” Song Ya seemed to have been poured a basin of cold water on her head, "FXXK! He cursed and kicked on the TV counter again, and the new footage not only turned his three-week up and down into a joke, but also affected ......

"Not good!" He picked up his phone again, squeezed Goodman's phone, and dialed Walt's number.

When waiting for answers, "Give my clothes to my dear, you also put on your clothes and go back to your room, and we will call." ”

"Okay."

Mira can still distinguish the severity of the matter, she quickly found a few clothes and threw them over, then put on her own clothes, opened the door lightly, and went out to take a look first, "Then I'll wait for your call." Then he trotted back to his room.

"Hey, Walt, did you send the master tape to the factory?"

The phone was connected, Song Ya didn't care about greetings, and asked directly.

"I sent it early, but I have already called the factory and asked them to suspend the assembly line." Walter also got the news, "You come to the company as soon as possible, and we have a meeting." ”

"Okay."

Song Ya called Al's room phone again, "Al, are you and Delai there?" You two immediately go to the parking lot and start the car and wait for me, don't show up in the hotel lobby. ”

He picked up the room landline that had been ringing, "Hey! APLUS！ How do you feel about CUU's news? ”

"Who are you?"

"I am the ...... of The Sun"

'Smack! Song Ya hung up the phone and ripped off the phone line behind her.

“FXXK！” He put on his clothes as he dialed back to Goodman.

"Did you see CUU?"

"Did you see CUU?"

The first sentence of the two was exactly the same, "Just two paparazzi arrived outside the A+ record door and were blocked by Mawota." Goodman said, "There may be more reporters coming later." ”

"Let Mawota continue to stop them, you go and say hello to Big A, and tell him not to talk nonsense at this time! Especially mentioning mine. Song Ya ordered.

"OK, don't be too anxious, judging from the new footage, the officers have a good reason to arrest Rodneykin, but the subsequent beatings are still in the debatable scope of excessive enforcement." Goodman said.

"Okay, thank you Chuck, wait until I have a meeting with the people at Columbia Records, and I'll contact you later." Song Ya hung up the phone, rushed out the door, and took the elevator directly down to the underground parking garage, where Delay had already parked his car nearby, and Al was struggling to stop several reporters with cameras with his arms outstretched.

"APLUS is out!"

"That's APLUS!"

"Hey! APLUS, LET'S SAY A FEW WORDS......"

Seeing him, the reporters were like cats that smelled fishy, Al couldn't stop them at all, they broke through the defense line and put the camera directly in front of Song Ya's face, and the flash kept greeting.

"What do you think of the new footage released by CUU?"

"I'm sorry, I don't understand what you're talking about." Song Ya wanted to get into the car, but in case his clothes were pulled by someone, Al rushed over and pushed the guy away, and the two got into the car.