Coming to church to test his brother-in-law Taryn again, but he didn't expect to meet Freddy's biological father, Song Ya looked back at the homeless man who was still looking at the team, and intuitively felt that the other party would not be an honest person like Taryn.

"How many people do I have in my house now?"

Back at the A+ Records office, he asked Song Asheng, "I want to hire another security officer, to be reliable, reliability is the most important thing, just force can bring down the homeless." ”

"There's only a maid who lives there, and a gardener who comes over regularly."

Song Asheng replied, "Do you want one of my relatives to try it?" However, Iva speaks English, and does not have formal security qualifications or gun permits. ”

"Okay, I don't need a gun security for the time being, let him come and show me, and go to work if he passes."

Song Ya simply finished handling the affairs and walked into the recording studio.

“this?is?defihe?wickedest?thing?i?ever?hear?in?my?life!”

Dile's recitation is also assigned in ShowmetheMoney, and the rest of the echoing phrases are Al's, but their voices are included in the accompaniment, and Song Ya is the only one in the singer column.

The voice of the original singer of this song is completely different from Song Ya, and he is not ready to completely imitate the original song like songs such as ifeeliting, and only uses his original voice.

"Say it a little harder."

Song Ya pressed the call button to show Delai, "Life! Especially the last word, life! To deal with it this way, a little heavier, a little higher. ”

“ok。” DeLay gave a thumbs up and started over.

"Yo, Aplus, the trumpeter has arrived." Al brought a large group of musicians carrying boxes with trumpets into the control room.

"So early?"

Song Ya took the form hanging on the wall in her hand, and the schedule on it was very full, "This time belongs to showmethemoney, and there is still more than an hour before the recording of 'Trumpet'." ”

"We just happened to be fine, so we came over early to have fun." One of the trumpeters laughed and said, "You have wine here." ”

"You can still pick up girls!" The other shouted loudly in the back.

"Uh...... All right. Song Ya can afford this wine, "Then you can please." He smiled and let the other man in.

The trumpeters sat down on the couch with ease, some took wine from the wine cabinet and took glasses, and some began to call the girl to come over.

The daily life of this group of mixed classical music circles is much more boring than that of pop musicians, asking girls to listen to orchestra rehearsals? That's definitely no fun, but go to the studio of the popular singer aplus? Few girls would refuse, and this time they got their chance.

After about half an hour, the girls the musicians asked for arrived one after another, and there was no need to flirt, and the small studio was almost crowded. Song Ya was able to handle this kind of scene very well now, and there were indeed girls who would give them all kinds of hints, but after he politely declined, very few people would continue to pester, after all, there were still a lot of musicians over there staring at them and drooling.

A+ Records has undergone two equipment upgrades, the old equipment given by Lao Qiao has basically been eliminated, the preliminary preparation of 'Trumpet' is sufficient, and the song ShowmetheMoney is very simple, and the recording progress of both songs is very fast.

Before you know it, it's time to leave for New York again.

"Go to the awards party today to walk on the stage (familiarize yourself with the venue before the performance, practice positioning), and officially perform tomorrow."

Hayden handed him a list of itineraries, "Sony Columbia will help coordinate everything." ”

The two walked out of the door and met Big A head-on.

“m-fxxk！”

Big A was yelling at the newspaper in his hand, "These Ku Klux Klans! Don't let me know where their newspaper is! ”

"What's wrong?" Song Ya asked.

"Aplus, just right, look ......" Big A handed over the newspaper in his hand.

It turned out to be a Southern right-wing tabloid, "You even read this kind of newspaper?" "Song Ya laughed at the big A.

"Huh?"

He noticed an article, 'Negro...... The Evolutionary ...... article begins with a theory of racial superiority and inferiority based on white supremacy, and then gives an example: 'Take the recent uproar about the news of singer Mariah Carey and her sister, who have three children, two of whom are white mothers, who can raise their daughters to become well-known singers, and the other son who also has a serious job. And what about black fathers? His burden is only half that of a white mother, but he still raises his only daughter into a blue pool. There are countless examples of this kind that this newspaper can mention, and blacks are born ......'

Isn't that what I said to Motura last time? It's just a little white supremacist spice.

"Aplus, you're going to help us bash this kind of rhetoric!" Big A said angrily.

"I mention this kind of tabloid only to advertise them......"

Song Yacai didn't bother to mix, "And haven't you been having a good time discussing the gossip of the two sisters recently?" The younger sister who grew up with a white mother ignored the older sister who followed the black father...... The cold-blooded popular singer doesn't talk about family affection, but he has black blood but has a bad heart of a white person...... Now it's embarrassing, right? ”

"Uh...... I didn't say anything like that, Miss Kelly came to my show, and she's your friend again. "Big A chooses to get out of the way.

"By the way, what did I ask you to inquire about? Behind this turmoil......"

Song Ya asked Da A to inquire about who bought the multimedia, and at the same time challenged Mariah Carey.

"There must be someone behind it, but I can't find out when I go to the house."

Big A is very cunning, he can't help Song Ya do this kind of thing, "It's nothing more than those big record companies with Diva, who else can they dare to go against Sony Columbia Records with this kind of energy." ”

"We should go, or we won't be able to catch the flight." Hayden reminded from the sidelines.

"Okay."

Song Ya threw the newspaper back to Big A, "I have to start a new single tomorrow, remember to contact the old relationship." ”

"Don't worry, I won't forget this." Big A guaranteed.

Song Ya could guess that there must be a shadow of Motura behind the remarks of this newspaper, and what he said last time was remembered by him, and this trick was very ruthless and beautiful to attack poison with poison. Didn't you black DJs attack Mariah Carey? The more you attack, the hotter you stir up the issue, and the more embarrassing it is to face the white supremacists' remarks.

"Hi, Miss Kelly."

Although Billboard Magazine has great influence, its own financial resources are very limited, and the venue of the awards party is much more shabby than the Grammys, the two met in the backstage dressing room, Song Ya took the initiative to hug her, and gave a veneer salute left and right, "What's wrong with you." ”

Indeed, I haven't seen her for a few days, and Mariah Carey has lost a lot, and it seems that the recent overwhelming media hype has brought her a lot of pressure.

"That's not right."

Her spirits were quite perk-hearted, "I see renderings of you wearing those pants......"

The dress of the two should be communicated in advance to avoid uncoordinated stage effects.

"Very nice pants, haha." She and the female assistant next to her laughed, "In order not to be oppressed by you, I also prepared ......"

She asked her assistant to take down a blue haute couture evening dress from the hanger, "Secret weapon!" "She compared the skirt to the body, strapless, high slit, very low-cut.

"Wow, I can't wait to see you look like it, it's going to be beautiful." Song Ya looked her up and down and complimented.

"Right now."

She took her skirt and went directly into the small changing room in the dressing room, and the female assistant followed up to help.

Song Ya listened to the inside through the curtain for a while, "Dangdang!" She lifted the curtain, crossed her waist with one hand, and posed.

The evening dress just covered a little more than half of her chest, the round hemisphere was exposed, and as the breath rose and fell like waves, Song Ya's eyes went down, and the evening dress narrowed at the waist, showing her perfect Coke bottle figure, and the white and tight leg skin followed the half of the high fork looming.

"It's a fucking cheap Motula." Song Ya secretly swallowed his saliva and thought secretly.

But he won't say it even if he is killed, "Wow, wow, wow......" He clapped repeatedly, "I said earlier, you are the most beautiful." "If this was a sycophant before, now it's really from the heart.

"Hmph, of course." Mariah Carey proudly carried the top edge of the evening dress on her chest, "It's just a little too revealing, it's all your fault, wearing such a sassy bag......" She rolled her eyes.

"Wait, what do you mean by the shyness and softness in your eyes?"

Song Ya was so flirtatious that she couldn't stand it, "It's time for me to change my clothes too, where is my dressing room?" She asked the female assistant.

"Let's change it here, what are you afraid of as a man?" Mariah Carey said.

"Uh, okay." She didn't have any opinions, and Song Ya walked into the changing room with the bag handed over by Hayden.

"Miss Kelly......" he heard the female assistant persuade outside, "isn't it good?" ”

"It's okay, he's still a kid." Mariah Carey said disapprerovingly.

"Little children? Humph......"

Song Ya changed into sequined pants, tight tank top and high-top AJ shoes, lifted the curtain, walked in front of Mariah Carey, and sang directly: "show?off?that?body?you?got,you?got?that,dance,?glow?so?hot,you?workin'?that,?you?twerkin'?that,you?ti'?that?like?a?clock......"

"What's this, your new song?"

"Yay!" I want to talk about "Chicago 1990" with more like-minded people, "Chat with more book friends about your favorite books."