"Frank is a scumbag on m-fxxk!"

Aunt Susie asked Song Ya to leave it alone, "His kind of drunkard won't care about little Freddie, he is here for your money, I will deal with it, you can rest assured to get busy." ”

"Do you handle it yourself?"

Song Ya still knows her better, "Didn't you ask Tony to help 'deal with'?" Don't pull him to do that kind of thing, he's still on probation. ”

"Uh......"

Aunt Susie couldn't hide something in her heart, and immediately lost her mind when she was poked, "Then what should I do?" ”

"I'll let Goodman come over and help you, if you have anything to say, you can just tell him, according to the lawyer's client confidentiality rules, he won't even tell me about the conversation between you."

Song Ya knew that the two must have had an entanglement before, otherwise they would not have given birth to little Freddie, and it may be inconvenient to tell herself about this junior, "Goodman will give you advice." ”

"Okay." Aunt Susie agreed.

Song Ya called Goodman and got a good night's rest, and on the second night, he appeared next to the court at the Chicago Coliseum wearing a Bull basketball cap.

“eon！ Michael, you doit! ”

He put his hands to his lips and shouted at Jordan, who was warming up.

Chewing gum, Jordan tilted his head slightly and winked quickly at this side.

He encouraged Pippen in the same way as he approached, and Pippen was so kind that he smiled and bumped a fist with him.

The camera keenly captured the scene, "APplus is also on the floor today to cheer on the Bulls, and he will perform the hit single RememberTheName at halftime!" "The on-site commentary is introduced.

“aplus！” Many young female viewers in the back row heard the commentary and shouted excitedly in the direction where Song Ya was.

Song Ya turned around and smiled at them.

“aplus，iloveyou！” The high voice of a black girl overshadowed everyone.

Song Ya handed a flying kiss over there.

"But he seems to have recently written a song in praise of New York, which is not a good idea, and I heard that to be honest, there is nothing to brag about in New York's skyscrapers, Chicago is the home of skyscrapers, and we have the Sears Building. Why don't you ...... like this" The live narrator joked again, and he improvised a humming to the melody of EmpireStateofMind, "Chicago, Chicago ......" changed the lyrics of New York to Chicago.

This time, the male audience burst into laughter.

Song Ya embarrassedly lowered the brim of his hat.

"Haha, that's a lot better for the ears. Wait, where are we going, back to the point, the Bulls' starting point today is ......"

At the same time, the NBC studio commentary duo Albert and Flatello were also discussing Song Ya, "Do you remember that in the first round of the playoffs more than a month ago, APPLUS also went to the Bulls' home arena, and he wasn't as popular as he is today, right? ”

"Singers are not players, they become popular very quickly, if you want to make an analogy, it is equivalent to before and after the draft."

Albert analyzed it seriously: "He now probably has the money to buy a package ticket for the Bulls next season." ”

"Like Nicholson? Haha, useless ......" Flatello laughed: "He's too young to pose much of a threat to the visiting players. ”

"Really?" Albert retorted, "I think he can handle two Nicholsons." ”

"One more Spike Lee!" Flatello added.

The two laughed.

Song Yake couldn't hear the discussion on the TV, the game started quickly, he was fully engaged in watching the game, the scene was very stale, after the second quarter, he, DeLay, and Al once again performed rememberthename for the audience.

He didn't know how the song would have fared in another time and space, but in this era, the song was very popular, and it was not a big group of sports fans and hip-hop listeners.

“youready！？”

At the end of the performance, he stayed on the sidelines and made a cameo appearance as a live DJ, holding a microphone in his hand to constantly encourage the audience.

“ready！”

“youready！？”

“ready！”

Now he's very sophisticated, and the crowd echoes like waves and waves, until the point is reached when the players from both sides enter the pitch again.

Then, the bulls lost......

Song Ya stood up and clapped at the Bulls, "It's okay, we'll come back next time!" He shouted.

This time, no one had the heart to respond to him, and Jordan and the others left the arena with expressionless faces.

"How's it going with Aunt Susie?" Instead of going home, Song Ya went to Goodman's office upstairs on A+ Records.

"That homeless man named Frank is no threat, little Freddie was born out of wedlock, and your financial ability is far superior to his, even if you go to court, there is no reason why any judge would not award custody to Susie. And I doubt that a homeless man can't afford a custody lawsuit, and even if he can, he will definitely not be able to consume you. Goodman said.

"But what if he wants to see the child?" Song Ya asked.

"I'm going to apply for a restraining order to deny him visit." Goodman replied, "If he comes back, he will call the police directly." ”

"He didn't do anything, is that okay?"

"Yes, the maid in your house can prove that he acted badly against the child last time." Goodman winked meaningfully.

"There won't be any hidden dangers, right?" Song Ya guessed that he had bought or induced the maid.

"No, don't worry."

Since Goodman said so, Song Ya also put his heart down and concentrated on playing the role of a good Bulls fan, and in the second game of the finals, the Bulls pulled back a city and set off for Los Angeles with a score of 1-1.

Hayden also helped Song Ya get transfer tickets worth tens of thousands of dollars, two games, and the ticket price of the seat behind Song Ya was only a few hundred dollars.

"The life of high society is really expensive." Song Ya flicked the ticket in his hand and smiled helplessly.

"There are more expensive ones." Hayden took out another box, and when he opened it, the diamonds on the necklace inside sparkled, "Eighty-nine thousand knives." He said.

"Okay." In terms of coaxing girls, Song Ya is quite willing to spend money.

He called Mira's cell phone again, but still didn't answer.

"Aplus is in Los Angeles, let's arrange for them to meet." Song Ya had no choice but to ask Hayden to find her agent.

No matter what the other party thought in his heart, as long as Mira didn't speak, he couldn't refuse Song Ya, not to mention that he signed Mila through Hayden's help.

Hayden drove around Los Angeles with Song Ya, and after feeling that there were no paparazzi to follow, he met Mira's agent in a remote alley like a spy joint, and jumped into the small truck of the gardener of Villa Mira, which he drove.

Pulling his face into his neckline like a thief, he drove into Mira's villa with the pickup van.

"Humph!"

Mira was still angry, but since she promised to let herself come, it must be nothing serious, Song Ya saw her in a silk pajamas in the bedroom, and at this time she was still pouting and twisting her head to the side to show her face.

"What about Mrs. Jovovich?" Song Ya asked.

"She's going to a party, let's talk." Her agent left with a smile.

Song Ya hadn't seen her for a long time, her delicate body loomed under her pajamas, thinking of the big dress that killed her last time, and now she was like a weak deer, which made people can't help but want to capture their prey.

Song Ya temporarily changed her plan, and she didn't bother to say any sweet words she had come up with, so she jumped up and hugged her into her arms.

"You, let me go! I'm going to call someone! "Mira struggled desperately.

"It's useless to scream, it's useless to scream throat, hehehe."

Song Ya divided five by two, and went straight to the depths of the woman's soul. I want to talk about "Chicago 1990" with more like-minded people, "Chat with more book friends about your favorite books."