Chapter 7: The Apocalypse
The sound of speaking was getting closer and closer to the door, and Song Ya hurriedly slowed down and quietly retreated.
After the crossing, he visited the video store a few times, unless it was a superstar or a hardcover version of the cassette, the price of a single cassette could not exceed five dollars, and the maximum income of 7,000 cassettes was 35,000, and this did not calculate any cost, no wonder the people in the office would shout 'We're finished'.
"...... so"
Hide yourself in the shadows behind the DJ booth and look at the dance floor, where it is still noisy, the contours of the men and women are covered with a layer of white light by the camera lights, and the director tells them to dance, and they dance, sweating and dancing, too focused to wipe it.
Emily's smile was so pure that there was nothing but happiness, and the director gave way to stop, and she quickly bent down, her hands on her knees and panting, she was too young to support her weak physical strength.
Connie had already taken off her coat, and the evening clothes with no fabric on her body were rented from a second-hand store in the morning, and the photographer deliberately pushed the camera towards her crotch, and she understood it and proudly made her fat buttocks tremble like an electric motor.
Al kept pumping his cheeks, his face flushed, and his explosive ventriloquist was a test of his lung capacity. In addition to rapping, in order to make ends meet, he dedicates almost all of his remaining time to a waiter career at a certain restaurant.
The main character, Lori Jr., drags and waves the microphone and poses for what he thinks is the coolest and most handsome. He chose to drop out of school after being signed by a music company two years ago, and then spent most of his time in boring lyrics and singing exercises, playing basketball is the only pastime, and the lyrics of more than a dozen songs on the album are completed by himself.
Tony, who was beside him, looked at the dance floor with happiness and longing in his eyes, 'Fortune', 'Soaring', 'Leaving this damn ghetto', were the words he often talked about these days, and Song Ya often complained in his heart about his little dream of becoming someone else's 'follower' after hearing it, but ......
Song Ya remembered the previous week when she failed.
On Monday, 'ET' collapsed on the side of the road two blocks away from his home, and was shot five times, Song Ya accompanied Tony to the place where 'ET' died and placed a bouquet of flowers, and it is said that 'ET''s gang swore revenge, but what could it be, in addition to making the surrounding residents more afraid, it was nothing more than hanging a few more pairs of shoes on the wires at the intersection in the future.
In the orchestra practice, Song Ya's triangle still hit the wrong note, and barely pretended to be pitiful in front of the angry music teacher to keep the credit. Then the math also suffered a setback, the advanced class actually taught calculus, and the competitiveness of the classmates also skyrocketed, and they could no longer pass the level as easily as the standard course.
Since the nickname APLUS was opened and Song Ya accepted it calmly, those teasing and bullying are indeed a little less, but the biggest problem of this public school is that there is no quiet and relaxed learning environment, and I want to find a secluded place to read a book for a while.
Yesterday, under the leadership of Aunt Susie, the whole family set off early in the morning to line up at the door of various charities to receive free donations, and Song Ya pinched the food stamps and queued for five hours before exchanging flour and other food that would be enough for the whole family for a week in the store where the metal security net was heavily reinforced and only a cash register was exposed. Then the whole family gathered in front of the church, lined up again for a free light lunch of bread and soup, and in the afternoon, there were various queues, and finally waited at Walmart for his house to deal with discounts on expired eggs and meat before closing. After nightfall, the family who did not have a car waited in line for half an hour with large bags and small bags to wait for the bus home.
After the adaptation period after the crossing, Song Ya felt that he was not about to fly, but was about to be assimilated by this life without seeing any hope, and after a year and a half, as long as there was a little star hooking his finger at him, he would definitely not be able to resist the temptation, and it would be better to be a follower than to stay here and impulsively copy a gun to sell drugs one day.
"It's alright, call it a day!"
Just after four o'clock, the director announced that the filming of the MV was officially completed, and everyone on the dance floor burst into cheers.
"Thank you Tony, you're so nice."
Tony's ex-girlfriend pounces on Tony and hangs on him, kissing him on the face.
"Small." Tony is about to float to the sky, "It's not time yet, let's find a place......" He was interested, took off his headphones, and led the other party directly to 'find a place'.
Connie looked at the backs of the two of them and rolled her eyes again, and handed Emily, who was too tired in her arms, to Song Ya, "Leave them alone, you accompany me to return the clothes." She said as she put on her coat.
It's like watching the end of a movie, and the crowd begins to leave after a simple exchange.
Song Ya turned his head and saw that little Lori and Al were talking to two elderly black men, one fat and one thin, and according to their voices, sure enough, it was the two people in the office who he overheard talking.
The fatter one is the bass just now, judging by the conversation, his identity should be the owner of the record company, and his speech and demeanor have the aura of a big man, a set of sassy pink suits on him does not look half girly, big gold chains, gold rings, gold watches, and a black three-piece suit.
That guy was supposed to be Lori Jr.'s agent, wearing a very well-tailored dark suit, with elegant conversation, a meticulous big back, and a very old-fashioned person.
Little Lori and Al definitely don't have time to take care of themselves now, so Tony naturally doesn't have to wait any longer, Song Ya holds Emily and goes out with Connie to leave.
"HEY, APLUS!"
Out of the door, the 'silencer' was helping the photographer carry the equipment, and while several people were greeting, AK chased them out and stopped them.
"And Connie, huh? Come here! Come all over. ”
AK called Song Ya and Connie to his side, blocked the eyes of the others with his body, and pulled out three of them from the pile of twenty yuan he was holding in his hand, one for Connie and one for Song Ya, "Little Emily has it too." He smiled and shoved the last one into Emily's little hand.
"Aren't all of them?" Connie shoved the money into her chest.
"Only my own people have it, and it's good for those guys to show their faces in the MV." AK replied.
"Uh......" Song Ya felt a little useless, "but I didn't jump, this money ......" he handed the money back to AK.
"Hahaha, Tony is right, you're a bit of a problem here." AK smiled, pointed at Song Ya's forehead and nodded, "Don't be stupid, the money is not mine, you are Tony's brother, we are a family, everyone takes care of each other, OK?" ”
"Ignore him."
Connie glared at Song Ya, "Say thank you." Teach little Emily to thank her, "Let's go, today the old lady wants to Shopping!" She shouted aloud.
"I'm going to buy a tutu dress!" Emily shouted after her.
Song Ya could only pinch the money and say goodbye to AK, and then go to the platform with Connie to wait for the bus.
Twenty dollars is the largest 'huge money' he has mastered after crossing, of course, the huge amount of money can not be wrong, now a knife in the black market of Huaguo can probably be exchanged for ten soft, and twenty dollars is more than a month's salary of ordinary people in China.
Second-hand stores that provide rental evening wear services are generally not small, "tutu skirts! Emily got out of Song Ya and slipped off the ground, running quickly towards her target.
"You look at her, I'll go change my clothes." Connie walked to the dressing room inside.
Song Ya followed Emily through the rows and rows of hangers, and suddenly felt as if she had seen this scene somewhere.
"But I haven't been to this store before?"
He was puzzled, and out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly swept to a pink suit hanging on the wall, which was slightly similar to the one on the little Lori boss just now.
"Huh?"
He desperately recalled, and suddenly reached for twenty knives in his pocket, "Twenty dollars, Shopping, pink suit, bass, rap...... Together, it's ......"
His body shook dramatically, as if it was a revelation from heaven, and countless MV images accompanied by rhythmic rap and music instantly rushed into his mind.
I'm gonna pop some tags,only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I'm, I'm, I'm hunting, looking for a come up
this is FXXXing awesome!
"This is the Thrift Shop! Here it is! Second-hand shop! ”