The sleepless night quickly passed, and the sunlight slipped in through the cracks in the curtains.

"All I have is this ......"

After a harmonious morning exercise, Maria Carey brought in a bag of biscuits from outside, turned on the TV, and then climbed into bed, got into Song Ya's arms, and rested her head comfortably on his chest.

'The 34th annual Grammy Awards were announced yesterday, and Natalie Cole, the daughter of the late singer Nat King Cole, won the Record of the Year, Album of the Year and Best Traditional Pop Vocal Album, and the Single of the Year was won by Mariah Carey and APLUS's Empire State of Mind, Best New Artist......

CBS Morning News Briefing, "Is it okay for me to stay here all the time?" What about your assistants and bodyguards? Song Ya kissed her on the forehead, took the biscuit bag and opened it, there were various animal-shaped small biscuits inside, the physical exertion was a little large, he grabbed a large handful and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it so loudly.

"On vacation, I said that I was too tired lately and wanted to rest at home for a day, so I would......n't go anywhere."

Mariah Carey lazily pressed the remote control, constantly changing channels.

"APLUS still stared at Mira affectionately when he took the stage to accept the award, and the two of them still have an old relationship?" The narration of a small cable station in New York suddenly gave her a sense of energy, and she sat up straight.

The TV screen was frozen when she was reading her acceptance speech, and the camera behind Mira's side was just photographed watching Song Ya.

She turned her head, and those big eyes glared at her, "Ahem." Song Ya almost choked, and a large mouthful of biscuit crumbs wrapped in her mouth sprayed all over the sheets, "These TV stations really don't have discipline, I was scanning the audience at the time, and they captured this scene out of context." ”

Mariah Carey, the virtuous character of the unscrupulous media, naturally knew that she pouted and did not continue to investigate, "You shouldn't take your eyes off me." ”

"Yes, yes, if I really don't look away, then the news will be big."

Song Ya got out of bed and took the initiative to clean up the cookie crumbs and other debris, "You go over." He nudged the other man.

"I really don't have any strength at all." She lay down again, lying on the bed like a child.

"Up." Song Ya simply picked her up and 'throw' her directly to the other side of the bed.

"Haha!" She laughed, "You hate it! "Grabbed a pillow and smashed it.

The two played around with pillows for a while, Song Ya estimated that it was time to go, went to the bathroom to put the burned candles on the bathtub shelf, a pair of wine glasses with red wine still left, and the messy bath towels and bathrobes to clean up, and then mopped the water all over the floor, looking at it and feeling that there were no traces, before he stopped satisfied.

Turning around, Mariah Carey leaned against the bathroom door at some point, "Wow, good man." She laughed and applauded.

"Hmph, of course, Girl, you're the one I want to want me......" he hummed and hugged her, and the two kissed each other.

After tossing and turning again, Song Ya gently covered her with a quilt over her who had fallen asleep, glued her beard, made a full set of disguises, and slipped out of the gate, this kind of rough makeup during the day is easier to see, but it doesn't matter, bow your head and walk two intersections, Old Mike is already driving an inconspicuous old car waiting on the side of the road.

"Don't keep your head down all the time when you walk, and don't look around too often."

Old Mike started the car, "Don't keep your head down and look around frequently, it will look too sneaky, plus your skin color, in this kind of rich area, the police have a high probability of directly finding an excuse to arrest you." ”

"I see, thank you Mike."

There is a clear distinction between the communities in the United States, the police force in the rich area and even in the good community is very sufficient, and the vigilance is also high, and the walking posture I just now must have nothing to do with crime, but the reality is that I may indeed put myself at risk.

He casually picked up the newspaper that Old Mac bought, this guy likes to read social news, "Dingkins doesn't seem to have brought down the crime rate in New York?" "He casually flipped through the pages and there were many reports of vicious cases.

"Who knows." Old Mike replied.

"Huh?" He saw the news that Senator Al Gore announced that he would not run in the Donkey Party primary.

"Well, I wanted to donate some money to him." He continued to watch, and in addition to Gore, some of the high-profile Donkey Party bigwigs also flinched.

"It seems that the party is stable."

He shook his head, took his mind off politics, and last night the Apocalypse sang 'Want to Want Me', which was sung by the same singer as the last Trumpets, "It's staring at a sheep's hair...... Brother, I'm sorry. He silently apologized to the original male singer with an excellent figure.

The song is similar to the trumpet's style, but it is more difficult to sing, and the male singer has a few strutches that are very sharp, "so high, so high...... Ahem. Song Ya tried it casually, as if he could barely do it, after all, his singing skills have been improving, and he has a bit of an advantage in singing this kind of sharp voice in terms of age.

I asked for a mobile phone from Old Mack and called DeLay, "How is the decoration?" Can a small studio be enabled? ”

"That's it." DeLay replied, "What about Dion Wilson and Common Sense?" You say the Grammys will meet them later. ”

"Are they waiting?" Song Ya asked.

"They seem to be hanging on to other companies, waiting for a decision after talking to you, but it won't take long." DeLay replied.

"Alright, I'll see them when I get back."

The Grammys are over, and the rest are unimportant awards, and Song Ya's busy schedule in the awards season is basically over, and there are a few things to do next: one is to decide whether to sign Common Sense, and the other is to record the studio completed versions of Beautiful Girls and Want to Want Me, and then return to New York in early March to help Mariah Carey rehearse for the Empire State Of Mind pure female version of the MTV unplugged concert, On the 10th, we went to Los Angeles to attend the Soul Train Music Festival at the Holy Auditorium, and at the same time, A+ Records, A+ Audio, and Big A Radio officially moved into the new office building.

There was still the last one of the ten songs, and he couldn't wait.

"Mimi, I'm back in Chicago, see you in the studio in a few days?"

He simply chose to go back to Chicago first, and he always felt uncomfortable when those things were undecided.

"Hello, hello."

Accompanied by DeLay and Al, they met Dion Wilson and Common Sense in the company's new building, both of them are black, Dion Wilson teaches him to be short and strong, Song Ya only remembered that he had indeed seen it at his own house party, his manners were no different from ordinary Chicago DJs, while Common Sense was taller and thinner, and his conversation was indeed very educated, but both of them were still dressed on the street.

"HEY, APLUS, CONGRATULATIONS ON WINNING THE GRAMMY SINGLE OF THE YEAR, WE ADORE YOU."

Dion Wilson set up almost.

The two sides chatted about the contract while visiting the new building, "Thank you, do you still have any doubts about my conditions?" Song Ya asked.

"There's nothing I can't do, it's about him." Dion Wilson was referring to Common Sense.

"I still want to keep some rights to the production, and I've heard that your company is completely independent? Just signed a distribution agreement with Sony Columbia Records, so that the other party will do their best to help with the release? Common Sense asks two questions.

"Don't you have an agent?" Song Ya asked rhetorically, "I don't see you brought anyone here." ”

"Yes, but I think I'd better negotiate with you in person first." Although Common Sense is a rapper, his style is more like that of old-school black musicians like Quincy Jones and BABYFACE, although it is indeed a bit arrogant, and Song Ya feels that working with this kind of person should be much more reassuring.

"That's ......"

Song Ya stopped in the completed No. 1 recording studio, "As a small record company, I don't want to sign too complicated contracts with its singers, including about the sharing of production interests. Then the release of Sony Columbia Records...... It's true that I can't guarantee that I'll get a better distribution than Sony Columbia Records' label, but it's not bad either, as you can see, I won the Grammy Ton Award yesterday, and they've supported me enough. ”

His words were basically all false, but it was enough to bluff the two in front of him, "I can raise the signing fee to 700,000." ”

The two looked at each other, "Well, I'll go back and discuss with my agent." "Common Sense does a good job of masking tendencies.

"Yes."

The group continued to visit, and walked to the unfinished large recording studio, all the sound-absorbing materials on the wall have been painted into the dark blue of the sea according to Song Ya's ideas, and the design studio invited at a high price took advantage of the situation to make the whole recording studio into a simple style, and the recording studio with a small area was very empty, and a microphone was hung from the top, without any extra microphone stand or anything like that.

"Wow, cool, it's nice here."

Dion Wilson seemed to like the design of the studio, "Did you name the studio?" APLUS。 ”

"Of course, it's called the deep sea."