The rented black Cadillac Wood slowly stopped outside Radio City Music Hall, "Don't be nervous, just behave normally." Hayden advised.

"I'm fine." Song Ya smiled, today's award has nothing to do with herself, there is no pressure and she is relaxed, "You take Delay to New Jersey in this car, just in front of AW Investment Company to fill the façade." ”

"Yes, we're waiting for you in New Jersey." Hayden replied.

The door was opened from the outside, and Song Ya took a deep breath and stepped out of the car door.

The large neon pillars on both sides of Radio City Music Hall were glittering, but there was no such atmosphere as imagined outside, and it seemed to be much worse than the Oscar scene, with some crazy fans on both sides of the red carpet holding up various signs, as if they didn't see the word 'APLUS', only the flashing lights of reporters kept flashing.

He's still old-fashioned today, with a denim jacket with tassels, a T-shirt printed with Chinese characters, a white AJ4, just a pair of dark blue jeans, and a chunky gold chain and a shiny rhinestone A+ tag custom-made for him by the gold store.

"APLUS, look at this!"

"Here! APLUS！ ”

It doesn't matter if there are few fans, the reporters can probably recognize themselves, Song Ya walked a little slower than usual, waving and smiling at the camera generously.

The short red carpet was over quickly, and according to his current list, he could only pick a relatively cold time slot to arrive, but Motula had a good relationship with the broadcaster CBS, and got him the qualification for a short interview.

"Hey! APLUS！ Wow, you're handsome today. The outfield hostess was waiting for him on an advertising wall, "Is this your first time at a Grammy?" ”

"Yes." Song Ya stood beside her, smiling and waving at the camera lens.

"How does it feel? Nervous? ”

The hostess asked all about safety, Song Ya answered them one by one, and the singer who stepped on the red carpet slowly approached, "The last question, who do you think the best newcomer this year will be?" ”

This should have been set up by Columbia Records with each other in advance, "Mariah Carey! Song Ya shouted at the camera.

When he was done, he entered the concert hall, where he was seated at the back of the room, where Walter, David Cole, and Roberto Clevell were already seated.

"If you don't cooperate with the hype of the scandal, forget it, it's okay to walk the red carpet and hold an actress......"

The three of them all came with their wives, and Roberto Clevell, who didn't know his relationship with Mira, smiled: "If you continue like this, people will suspect that it is GAY, what about the girl who filmed the MV with you last time?" ”

Walter, who knew the inside story, said: "Don't mess with Roberto, he's only sixteen years old. ”

David Cole interrupted them and motioned for Song Ya to look in the other direction, "They're calling you, go over and say hello." ”

Several black singers were waving at Song Ya at the other end of the hall.

"It's still early to start, it's okay to go over and say hello." Walter said.

Song Ya got up and walked over, and he recognized one of the several people, the well-known East Coast rapper 'Kane Daddy', "Yo......" Regardless of whether he recognized it or not, he just went up and bumped fists with the other party anyway, "Hey, BOY, don't you know me?" "A very imposing old black man sat in his seat, and instead of bumping fists with him, he stretched out his hand.

Song Ya remembered that the other party was Quincy Jones, one of Michael Jackson's Bole, the top musicians in the whole country, but then the two seemed to fall out, "Why, it's an honor to meet you, Mr. Jones." He quickly shook hands with the other party.

"OMG, I can't believe this kid came out of the slums of Southtown...... Look, he doesn't dress like you nouveau riche at all. ”

Quincy Jones looked at Song Ya and joked with the person next to her, "You're from Chicago, and so am I." He said to Song Ya: "Even if we meet today, I will look for you when I have a chance in the future." ”

"Yes, Mr. Jones."

Song Ya had a brief exchange with them and returned to his seat. According to Walt, 'Big Daddy' and Quincy Jones' and others sung 'Back on the Block' were shortlisted for the new Best Rap Group award this year, and they have almost no rivals, and the other newly created Best Rapper will unsurprisingly fall to the highly sought-after West Coast rap star MC Hammer, and Vanilla Ice is also shortlisted for this award, but he should not be MC Hammer's opponent.

Walt and the others turned to MC Hammer, who last year bought a $12 million California mansion with hundreds of servants, a dozen luxury cars and thoroughbreds, and a TV show, and lived a life of extreme luxury, all from an album of Please Hammer Don't Hurt 'Em, and he also brought the trend of all-rice blacks wearing exaggerated flying squirrel pants.

"MC Hammer and Vanilla Ice, one on Capitol Records and the other on SBK Records, are both labels owned by EMI, and they have come far ahead of us in the field of rap music." Walter said.

Chatting and chatting, the Grammys officially began, and unsurprisingly, Quincy Jones and MC Hammer won the award respectively, and Mariah Kelly won the Best Female Pop Singer crown after beating SBK's Wilson sisters and Phillips to win the Best Newcomer Award.

In her first Grammy appearance, she also performed a song on stage, which received a wave of applause, and Motura and his Sony Columbia Records received a new DIVA.

"It's all your fault!"

Sony Columbia Records put the Grammy's post-Grammy celebration dinner in the banquet hall on the top floor of the World Trade Tower, and Mariah Carey changed into a glorious evening dress, and she complained to Song Ya, who was gobbling up: "You came up with the idea to let me pick that evening dress, but when I sang on stage, the shoulder strap kept falling down, which distracted me, and I didn't sing well." ”

"Huh?"

Song Ya sent the food in his mouth with champagne, and today in order to prevent accidents during the Grammy Awards Gala, Hayden suggested that he did not eat or drink from afternoon to night, which made him thirsty and hungry, and his attention could not be focused on the awards at all, so he could only make up for it at the celebration dinner, "Are you still singing well?" Anyway, at my level, I can't hear the problem, okay, you go and ask Walt and see if they agree. ”

"I can guess what they're going to say, it's just a few compliments......" Maria Kelly licked her lips as she watched Song Ya eat happily, and reached for the sashimi covered in top-quality caviar.

"Mary!" Motura didn't let him succeed, and walked over from afar, "Don't eat, come, take you to meet a few people." ”

"It's all your fault." Mariah Carey grabbed Motura's arm and turned back to Songya to say again.

"Yay! Yes! Blame me. ”

Song Ya smiled with Motura after speaking, "Today's people are all important figures in the music industry, so don't be idle with APLUS." Motura dropped her sentence and led Mariah Kelly into the community.

"Someone important?"

Song Ya didn't feel good about this dinner, glamorous people came and went, but there were very few big-name singers who were really present, and the entertainment of the record company executives stopped at the superficial politeness, and the big agents were the most enthusiastic, but unfortunately after a few words of the scene, they would inevitably propose an invitation to sing or cooperate, etc., Song Ya felt that the more she chatted with them, the easier it was to offend people, so she could only stay away.

The only agent he was interested in was Sandy Glenn, who represented MJ, but the other party quarreled with MJ's lawyer Blanca after a few words, and Song Ya on the side was confused and embarrassed, so he had to leave under the pretext.

Walt and the others all brought their wives, and they all had their own circles in New York, and Song Ya was not too disturbed.

Socializing and communicating, Song Ya finally had no interest, so he had to take a glass of wine and find a remote corner and enjoy the night view of New York by leaning on the glass curtain wall.

"Whew!" Mariah Carey saw him and walked over, "You're really good at picking places, I'm here to be quiet, I'm really tired today, and socializing with people is more tiring than performing at the Grammys." ”

"No congratulations yet, Miss Kelly." Song Ya smiled and handed her the wine in his hand, "Don't worry, I haven't drunk it yet." ”

"Hmm."

She took it and took a big sip, "It's all like a dream, isn't it?" I mean, a few years ago I was a waitress in a restaurant, and a few years ago I ......" she had a look of memory in her eyes, "and once we were kicked out by the landlord, and my mother had to take us to the laundry room for the night......"

"Isn't your mother the principal of the opera house?" Song Ya really hadn't heard the other party talk about her childhood, only that her mother was a very famous opera singer.

"A single mother with two children, and the income of the opera house is also unstable." She replied.

"It's better than being like me, who has been eating relief since I was a child." Song Ya pulled out her experience in the slum, "Okay, don't be miserable, you are now one of the most famous singers in Quanmi, and today you got everything that all female singers want." ”

"Yay."

Mariah Carey looked at the night scene and pointed to the skyscrapers outside, "You know what? Looking down from here, I feel like all of New York is bowing down under my skirt, and I'm like ...... Like the Queen of the New York Empire......" she finished eating and laughing, as if she was a little drunk.

"yes, it's too high here, and when you look down from above, it really makes you feel like you're in control."

Song Ya followed her gaze, he originally wanted to say that you are the Queen, then I will be the King here sooner or later, but before he could say it, he realized that he was taking advantage of her, so he could only keep the words in his mouth.

The two of them stopped at the same time, just quietly looking down at the star-lit New York neighborhood, and the ants of the endless stream of vehicles and pedestrians.

In New York

concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothing you can't do

now you're in New York

These streets will make you feel brand new

Big lights will inspire you

let's hear it for New York，New York， New York~