"I object, Your Excellency, that the defense lawyer is again cross-examining our witnesses using evidence that has not been submitted in advance."

When Hamlin repeated his old tactics against the second witness, the prosecution lawyer again spoke out against it, and the two were called to the judge, argued in a low voice for a long time, and then returned to their seats.

"Based on the representations of the lawyers on both sides, I have decided to temporarily adjourn the trial and wait for new evidence to be submitted before the trial will be held until further notice." The judge struck the hammer and walked straight out of the courtroom.

The people in the auditorium let out a light sigh mixed with puzzlement and disappointment, wanting to extort money from the star's mouth, but they are sure that your star has no time and can't afford to drag it out. But if the celebrities are really willing to accompany the consumption, then they will be in trouble, the game of lawsuits for rich people is not something ordinary salarymen can afford, and they ask for leave to go to court or testify from time to time, do they still want to work? Loan consumption is prevalent in the United States, and the monthly bill will not disappear without work.

Moreover, Song Ya also put on a super idle posture, claiming that every court must arrive, even if it is specially flown from Chicago to respond to the lawsuit, he will not hesitate to pay you a penny.

After the adjournment of the trial, some people gathered around the plaintiff's lawyer to question him, and Song Ya cast a contemptuous glance at the 'vulture' looking at him, got up and left with Hamlin and the others.

"APLUS, can help us ......" several local fans took the opportunity to ask for autographs.

"Don't come back next time, okay? There is no need to affect life for such a thing. Song Ya cared for them kindly.

"You're going to win." Fans expressed their emotion.

"Black Grande! Convict! A young plaintiff's family member scolded at the plaintiff.

"I AM GOING TO SUE THIS PERSON ON BEHALF OF MR. APLUS." Hamlin immediately walked over to the nearby bailiff, "You also heard his discriminatory remarks just now. ”

"Are you serious?" The bailiff questioned, but immediately walked towards the other party.

"Hey, hey, there's no need for that." A few older family members came to make peace.

"Forget it." Song Ya signed the letter, called Hamlin back, and then left the courthouse with a swagger like a victorious general.

This time, Mariah Carey really held a party at Tribeca's 'new' house, but unfortunately she was very closely watched by the paparazzi this time, so she had to go to the NAS house first, and then go over again in the evening.

The first NAS that sold well also bought a new house, but he didn't leave Queens, he is now being arched by the sluggish East Coast rap scene against the fierce West Coast rappers, and the local media in New York is already influential, although his record sales are far inferior to Dre and Escubber, or even comparable to 2PAC, but the momentum is not small, and some people call him the 'second Rakim'.

"Piracy is rampant in the greater New York area, otherwise I would have sold a lot more."

NAS's new home is a single-family house, and he complained while taking Song Ya around, "It's also a bit small here, so I didn't get much of it, I just plan to make a temporary place to stay, run more this year, earn more money, and then change." ”

This guy's style is no different from other rappers with bad backgrounds, and the followers have changed from the previous two to five, six, seven, eight, and dozen...... Anyway, Song Ya couldn't tell which of the old blacks frolicking inside and outside the basketball court in his yard were his followers and which were purely here to play, and there were so many people that they were still looking for the whole game of five against five.

There are also quite a few brunettes playing next to the pool.

"YO, APLUS, NICE CLOTHES." His first two followers were more familiar with him, and they were ridiculed by the two of them when they came up with their suits.

"Hey! Hot chick ...... "Someone whistled at Taraghi, who was following behind.

NAS his dad Jones Sr. rushed out, "M-Fxxk hit your balls, shut up NGer!" He yelled at them, and then happily welcomed Song Ya into the door.

"I watched your interview outside the courthouse and it was amazing!" Jones Sr. complimented, "That's the old-school style that can really be respected by white people." ”

"Ignore him." NAS was not very happy to listen to the old man's nagging, and dragged Song Ya up to the second floor, and he also set up a small recording studio at home.

"Is your next album on the agenda?" NAS asked.

"No, I'm more interested in something else right now." The matter of making a movie has not been skimmed yet, and Song Ya naturally will not blow it everywhere.

"Law school?" NAS misunderstood, "You're really amazing, you said you went to a prestigious school, by the way, you said I had something to do?" ”

"Taraji."

Asking Taraghi to go out and close the door, Song Ya showed the portrait of the original male singer of Empire State Of Mind, "Do you know this person?" ”

He asked Phigie before he came, and she didn't know the original lead singers of Where Is The Love and I Gotta Feeling, so the next step was to ask NAS about the two original singers of Empire State Of Mind.

He thinks so, the male singer is older, and he has mixed in Brooklyn when he reads the lyrics, and according to his boasting in the lyrics, he has also sold it, this kind of person will not be famous in the local area, NAS should know something. The female singer is younger, and she doesn't know how old she is, although it is more urgent to find her, but it is better to find the male singer first, and then according to the current age of the male singer, it is safer to estimate how old the female singer is and find a way to find someone.

“Jazzy！”

Sure enough, NAS knew, "Isn't this guy Jazzy!?" What the hell is this portrait, what are you doing with this? Did he mess with you? ”

He asked several questions in a row, but Song Ya didn't intend to answer them one by one, but just asked, "How much do you know about him?" ”

"This guy called me last year and begged me to take him into the industry or something, and I sent him away with a few casual words."

NAS recalled, "He wasn't likable, the year before last? He also touched LL Cool J, and no one paid attention to him. However, he had a good reputation on Brooklyn Road, and at the age of twelve or thirteen, he began to sell with his brother, ruthless and crazy enough, so he was nicknamed by Jazzy with the word Cazzy, and this guy sharpened his head and wanted to drill into the rapper circle. ”

It's really the same as what is sung in the lyrics, but it doesn't brag about it out of thin air like those fake bandit singers, Song Ya frowned, although this guy may be popular in the future, but this kind of person has no intention of soliciting himself, "Is there anything else?" Say a little more. ”

"I don't know him very well, I just know that he began to wear gold and silver in famous brands when he was very young, and there is a funny thing, his father shot his brother directly in order to rob his brother of the jewelry he bought with the money he made from selling the money." NAS said.

Dad shot his son to steal money, well, regular operation......

NAS recalled, "But I've heard that he doesn't mess with his own brother anymore, but often spends time with two very powerful friends, one is named Dammon Dash, nicknamed Dame, don't look at the nickname, that's a famous clever ghost in Brooklyn, and there are a lot of bad ideas." There is also a man who seems to be named Karimpok, nicknamed Biggs, who is a ruthless master. ”

Hey, I'm around him and Iwu, this Jazzy is quite good at things, and it's no wonder that this kind of guy can get out in the hip-hop circle in the future, if his lyrics in the second half of Empire State Of Mind are also true, at least the first half is now confirmed by NAS not to lie.

"Do you want to see him? I'm sure he'll come to see you on a phone call. "NAS shouldn't look down on this person," don't say it's you, even if I say I want to see him, I guess he will be happy." ”

"No, no, no."

Song Ya didn't want to get involved with the peddler, "In this way, you find a chance, I'll observe it from a distance first." ”

"What the hell are you looking for him? Also draw a sketch mysterious and mysterious, did he provoke GD? NAS asked.

“GD？ No, don't ask, I can't say NAS. Song Ya fooled him, "You must also keep this matter secret for me, and you are absolutely not allowed to say a word." ”

"Okay, I'll figure it out, and I'll call you when the time comes." NAS agreed.

Now that he knew who the other party was, Song Ya simply burned the portrait directly, this mysterious move made NAS think about it, and the way he looked at him made Song Ya feel that this unintentional move actually suppressed him.

After finishing the business, the two turned to chat about the gossip in the New York hip-hop circle, "The braggart daddy wants to dig up Mary Blige to go to his bad boy record, Mary Blige has been perfunctory to him, I don't think the two sides are far from falling out." "NAS broke the news.

"Isn't Mary Bligie's debut album made by braggart daddy?"

Song Ya asked, Mary Bliget is still quite popular now, Song Ya doesn't know if it is because the death of her boyfriend K-Ci has earned her more sympathy points than the original plane, in short, she is now hailed by the powerful New York media as the queen of New York rhythm and blues and soul music, and it is the new Aretha Franklin (the soul queen of the sixties and seventies).

"So what? Mary Bligie's current momentum is completely unnecessary to succumb to the little record company of the bragging daddy, she is not the kind of woman who is stupid. NAS warned, "But be careful, without the braggart daddy, he might be talking nonsense outside about K-Ci's death." ”

"What does it have to do with me."

Song Ya didn't want to be entangled in this kind of circle anymore, "I read my book quietly." ”

"Huh." NAS looked at the black paper embers in the ashtray and laughed dryly.