New York police cracked a case yesterday......

Television footage shows police officers leading dogs seizing leaves and other white items hidden in sauce barrels from the back kitchen of M Kee on 560th Street, and several black clerks dodging the camera and being escorted into a police car, 'including several Brooklyn gang members......

Two tall black men with their heads wrapped in clothes were taken out of the house, and the cameraman deliberately gave a close-up of the lame bandana that fell on the ground.

"The sources in New York are accurate." Goodman beside him said.

There is no source, just a future apocalypse plug-in, "I also have friends in New York." Well, I went to school, alas! Another 11 weeks of dire straits......"

Jazzy was caught, and he had to worry about whether to sign the future star or not, which was good, and the dealer should go where he was supposed to go. In another time and space, he must not have been caught with evidence, otherwise he would never dare to brag in the song.

Put on your school bag and go to school happily!

"Someone is following." Halfway through the drive, Old Mac looked in the rearview mirror and turned on the intercom, "Mawota, the taxi in the back, the license plate number is ......"

"Roger."

Mawota, who was hanging far behind for protection, sped up to follow, and drove parallel to the taxi for a while before overtaking, slamming the direction and line to separate it, "An NGer is in the back seat, like the last time I came to the company, the very short one." "Mawota has been trained by Mike Sr. and now his security skills are very professional.

"Damondash?"

Song Ya was not used to calling him the nickname of Da, "Find a place, I'll talk to him, Mawota, search first." ”

The three cars stopped in a secluded alley, and Damon Dash got out of the car on his own initiative, and opened his arms in the face of the surrounding Mawota and the 'silencer'.

The Latino taxi driver looked at it, didn't dare to ask for money, and slammed the accelerator to flash people.

Damon Dash was searched behind him and walked to Song Ya's car under the supervision of two big men.

“YO！ Brooklyn brothers, this kind of behavior is not friendly. Song Ya rolled down the window and said loudly.

"I'm sorry APLUS, I just got the news that Jazzy was arrested by the New York police, it was just an accident, he will be fine soon, I don't think it will affect our cooperation." Damon Dash said respectfully as he bent down at the half-open window.

"Arrest?"

Song Ya pretended to pick up the phone, "Help me check someone, Jazzy, hmm...... Well, did the New York police say what the case was? Okay, I got it. ”

He 'hung up' the phone and sneered at Damon Dash, "Do you remember what you promised me that day?" ”

"He's innocent, his former partner bites indiscriminately, believe me, it's all an accident! We're long gone! ”

No matter how cunning Damon Dash is, he can't suspect the head of the Chicago rap king in front of him! They kept the secret of the back kitchen very tightly, and the ghost knew that someone would have a future apocalypse plug-in, so he anxiously pressed the window of the car that was slowly rolling up with both hands, "Give him a chance APLUS!" Jazzy is great! Won't regret signing him! ”

“Fxxkyou！ The credibility is now zero! Song Ya winked, and Mawota snapped his finger out of the window, "Get out of Chicago." He said a cruel word and asked Old Mike to start the car.

In the rearview mirror, Mawota and the silencer returned to his car, leaving Damon Dash alone on the side of the road, kicking the wall with his foot in frustration.

After ending this little episode, he walked into the classroom, and found that the students in the small class were all staring at him.

"Hello."

Immediately pretended to be stupid, and after saying hello, he casually found a vacant seat in the back row and sat down, the textbook of the basic category of mathematics is not enough, this textbook and reference book for film and media studies is simply expensive, I can't afford it.

As always, there was nothing in the first class, and the time quickly passed by.

After class, I saw two missed calls on my phone, one NAS and one Harley, "NAS, what's the matter?" He called back to the NAS first.

"Uh......"

The NAS on the other end of the phone lowered his voice and asked, "Do you know about Jazzy's arrest?" ”

"I just learned that his henchman Bandamon Dash was still pestering me about this morning." Song Ya just took the opportunity to warn, "NAS, it's time to be in charge, it's too easy to be tricked by others, right?" I went back to Chicago with my front foot and Damon Dash followed with my back foot. ”

"Okay, I'll educate right away."

NAS agreed, "Really? APLUS。 He asked.

"Me? What am I? ”

"Jazzy arrested."

"I'm not the kind of person who betrays his brothers on the street, you can't talk nonsense, and besides, don't talk to your followers about those things between us." Song Ya flatly denied it.

"No, absolutely not, my mouth is tight, hehe. That's nothing, I'll hang up first? ”

"Okay, I'm in class, we'll talk later."

"Let's talk about it later." The NAS cautiously hung up the phone.

He continued to call back, "Hallie, looking for me?" ”

"Apple's stock price fell ten cents at the open! Now there is only one piece of seven (Apple 93 years to the present after many stock splits, the actual price at that time should be 1.7X2X2X7 = 47.6, the stock price of this book is calculated according to the price after removing the stock split factor)! ”

Hallie screamed over there, almost bursting her eardrums, "It's normal for stock prices to fluctuate, we're making long-term investments Hallie, don't be nervous." Song Ya persuaded.

"Are you really okay?" She asked.

"It's really fine, small fluctuations are normal, just put it there." Song Ya replied.

"Okay." Hallie hung up the phone in disbelief.

As he continued his studies, his current energy, in addition to getting good grades, was to learn as much film and editing knowledge as possible, and he felt that it would not be enough to rely on these basic courses at the University of Chicago until he reached the level of ordinary screenwriters......

Film, the eighth art, is also a comprehensive science, even if you can directly pull the original movie from the apocalypse in your head, it is not so simple to write a script well.

"Yeremov."

In the afternoon he decisively called Yeremov, "I have changed my mind, my film plan." ”

"It's good, I'm finally willing to give up." Yeremov was pleased.

"It's not!" He said angrily: "As I told me last time, you can find the kind of screenwriter who is willing to not sign your name, and I will provide them with the story framework to improve the script, right?" ”

"Yes, as long as the price is enough, Hollywood is expensive and cheap, except for the top part of the well-known screenwriters, the income of other screenwriters is not high, and some even have enough food and clothing, they are very willing to be gunmen." Yeremov replied.

"Well, hire me a Chicago local who can go to Highland Park in the evening...... Forget it, go to A+ Records and communicate with me about the script, and work during the day. Don't look for too cheap, just be cost-effective. ”

"Screenwriter...... Price...... Well, I tried my best. Yeremov said: "Let's talk about it in detail after class." ”

"Okay, come to Highland Park."

As soon as she put down her phone, Harley's call came again.

"I still have a question, what does Apple mean when it announced that it will pay a dividend of $0.00429 next month." Hallie asked again.

"A dividend is a certain amount of cash per share...... Heck, just remember that it's a good thing. "Song Ya is a little impatient, won't he lie down and make money with the information I got from the future? Ask this, ask that, really!

"A good thing?"

"Good thing!"

"Okay......" Hallie hung up the phone with a daze.

I went home and talked to Yeremov until late at night, and the two of them went through the synopsis of the story of my life, "It's the boss." Yeremov didn't dare to question anything, and promised to go and finish the gunman screenwriter right away.

In the early hours of the morning, Song Ya was sleeping soundly with Amy in her arms, when suddenly the landline bell at the head of the bed rang.

"Who? It's so late. He thought something big had happened again, so he quickly got up and answered the phone.

"Me, Hallie, the Helsinki Exchange is open, Nokia ......"

'Bang! ’

Song Ya smashed the microphone back and ripped off the phone line.