Chicago 1990

　　‘Boom! Bang! ’

Song Ya sweats like rain, the school squash hall seems to be opened for him, and his skills are advancing by leaps and bounds. The three male classmates of the original club are already unbearable to be abused and transferred to the group. So here has become his solitary temple, fighting with himself through the walls. He believes that this exercise will greatly help him keep his head clear and calm.

"Hi."

　　 Fergie leaned on the door to say hello.

　　"Hayden didn't tell you? Don't touch me in school." Putting down the racket, he gave her a cold look.

The girl tied a ponytail today. The short pleated skirt and semi-tight long-sleeved T-shirt of the school cheerleader made her body perfect, especially the heavy chest, which made Song Ya start to imagine her jumping with the cheerleading team. Time scene.

　　 Wait, that's not right! The cheerleader girls of American schools are usually the back gardens of football, basketball, baseball and other club boys. I paid her to recruit her not to give others a treat. "The cheerleader will be retired tomorrow. It is clearly stipulated in your contract. To maintain dance training, do not participate in other dangerous sports that may cause injury."

　　 "Are cheerleaders considered dangerous sports?" Fergie pursed her lips, "I just passed the interview. I am still the main cheerleader at school in Los Angeles."

　　 "Why not count, or you want me to talk to your sister?"

　　 In the U.S. and regions influenced by U.S. culture, cheerleaders usually perform dangerous moves such as somersaults, throws, and turns in the air. The amount of training is still large.

　　 "Don't, I'll just retire." Fergie gave in, "Can you accompany me to the stylist later?" She noticed Song Ya's focus and stood proudly.

　　 Song Ya frowned, "You think too much, I will let Hayden talk to you later."

　　 are all white girls born as child stars. The short girl in front of me is much more difficult to deal with than the clumsy Mira, but this is also good, Song Ya likes to try different flavors.

　　 Speaking of taste, on the badminton court outside the door, the figure of the obedient girl Cassidy appeared in Song Ya's field of vision. She was waving her racket absent-mindedly, staring at herself and Fergie from time to time.

　　 Hehe... Isn’t it none of your business?

　　 looked directly at the past and met her eyes, the good girl quickly turned her face away.

Song Yaxing came and decided to change the gameplay. There was not much ink. He took out a check from the corner bag and shook it to Fergie, "This is your outfit fee. I have already said hello to the stylist. She will take it to your mall later."

　　 "Wow." Fergie saw the number 3000 on the check, her eyes widened, "Boss, you are the most handsome!"

　　 The check was issued by A+ Records. Not only Fergie, but also his own and Dilleair’s installation fees, F150 purchases, and even some out-of-home and family expenses, all went to A+ Records.

　　 Song Ya ticked her finger at her with the check.

　　 Fergie hesitated for a few seconds and walked in from the door.

　　 Song Ya suddenly raised her hand, letting her outstretched hand take it.

　　 "Uh..." Fergie stopped in mid-air and smiled awkwardly, "Boss?"

　　 "What's the hurry, the check is written, and it can't fly away." Song Ya smiled meaningfully and stuffed the check along her neckline.

　　 "You are harassment..." The girl blushed.

　　 "That's right." Song Ya admitted shamelessly this time, put her mouth close to her ear, and said softly: "Otherwise, why do you think I signed you?"

　　 He noticed that the girl wanted to dodge, he put his arm around her waist domineeringly, and directly pulled the person into his arms.

　　 Fergie let out an exclamation, and Song Ya can finally feel that the double share is so soft and comfortable...

She twisted her body uncomfortably, her breathing getting heavier and heavier, but this way, Song Ya’s experience was even better. He held the girl’s chin with his other hand, raised her head, and looked at him. relatively.

　　 From the girl's blushing face to the base of her neck and back ears, she finally lost that shrewdness in her big eyes, leaving only anxiety and confusion.

　　 "I didn't expect you to be so inexperienced, material girl."

　　 Song Ya secretly laughed, scraping her thumb on the cute ditch of her chin, then aimed at her red lips and kissed it directly.

　　 The girl first leaned on him limply, and after ten seconds, she passively released her teeth and closed her eyes.

After a long time, her lips parted slowly, and the girl was a little bit reluctant. She subconsciously stood on her tiptoes and thought about enough. When she realized that she hadn't reached it, she opened her eyes slightly, and found that she was being looked at by Song Ya with a smile. Ya's chest, "You are necrotic."

"All right."

　　 Protected the food, Song Ya was not in a hurry to eat, pointing to the watch on his wrist, "You should go to the stylist."

　　 "Hmm..." The girl buried her head in his arms again, not wanting to leave.

"obedient."

　　 Song Ya pushed Fergie to the door, and met Cathy's eyes again, "Observe, go." He deliberately reached under the pleated skirt and pinched her butt.

"Oh!"

　　 was not what Fergie called. Cassidy forgot to swing, and the flying shuttlecock hit her forehead...

　　 "OohwooI\'marebeljustforkicksnow, Ibeenfeelingitsince1966now......"

　　 Back to the recording studio, Song Ya continued to record songs. Picking up girls is only a seasoning agent, and music is his main business. He distinguished this very clearly.

　　 "Uh...APLUS."

　　 Diley's voice sounded, "Are you handling too cheerfully here?"

　　 "Happy? Are you there?"

　　 "Yes, you seem to be in a good mood today, have you encountered any good things?" Dile asked with a smile.

　　 "Hehe, no, let's continue."

　　 "Okay, pay attention..."

"I know I know."

The recording of this song is progressing very fast. Due to the technical difficulty of the addition of Andrew and Henry and the use of some new equipment, it can almost achieve more than half of the effect of the Columbia Record Studio. Song Ya estimates that it will be completed in a few days. The very high-degree version went to New York, and then quickly launched into the market to catch up with the last train of this wave.

Unknowingly, it was almost early in the morning, "Let’s come here today." Song Ya felt a little tired in her voice. This song has to be sung in a half-truth voice, which is really tiring. Fortunately, he is only ten. At six years old, vocal cords are easier to perform this type of singing than adult singers.

　　 "Why are you here? Where's your sister?" Song Ya pushed open the door of the recording studio and saw Fergie standing outside waiting for him.

"Dangdangdang..." Fergie turned around and showed off her newly bought clothes. A black blouse with slanted shoulders showed her a fragrant shoulder, and a pair of low-rise jeans under her flat belly. The tight cut showed her amazing curves.

　　 "Look, see..." She put on a few more poses, and let Song Ya look at her earrings and belt buckles. The shapes are all pompous and shiny that blacks like.

The brands of these clothes belong to the light luxury category in the United States~www.wuxiaspot.com~ They are not expensive products compared to Song Ya now. This is also what he asked the stylist specially when he asked the stylist, otherwise it would be a substance like Fergie Girls can buy it casually, but three thousand dollars is absolutely unstoppable.

　　 "Yes, don't wear that kind of butterfly sleeves anymore, and separate your style from country and adult lyrical female singers."

　　 The personal vocal tutors, stylists and dance classes that Song Ya found for her were all black women, who followed the hip-hop style. If possible, he plans to transform Fergie into a female hip-hop singer. This is also purposeful. The future songs he gets from Apocalypse, especially rap songs like second-hand stores, are very "lively" in handling, that is, he likes to add all kinds of inexplicable "calls" in this era. For example, at the end of a sentence that he sang, he helped to shout "Yeah" or something. Based on the above considerations, he planned to let Fergie join in at an appropriate time to sing that part of the female voice.

　　 Dilai, Andrew and others packed their things in silence, and left one after another.

　　 "Is all the money spent on this set?" Song Ya asked.

　　 "Dangdangdangdang!" Fergie was also very happy today. She jumped out to the recording room again to show Song Ya a lot of clothes she brought. She also got a mobile hanger of the kind used by the crew, and it was all full.

　　 "You brought it up by yourself?" Song Ya exclaimed.

　　 "Of course not, I asked Marvota to help it." Fergie pulled open the transparent plastic outside of a dress, "I still like this one, um, and this one." She tweeted with joy.

　　 "Why don't you wear them to me, just like the costume show when Julia Roberts buys clothes in Pretty Lady."

"Yeah."

　　 "Come to my office."

　　He helped Fergie enter the office with the clothes rack, and the two changed to the sofa...