Chicago 1990

Apocalypse's worthit is also sung by a five-member girl group. The Latin girl in the suit standing in C is particularly good-looking, hehe, Song Ya humming and copying easily, occasionally stopping and closing his eyes for a while.

Matthew Norris, Linda, the five-member Destiny Girl, and Shakira all watched quietly.

With the rustle of the pen tip, soon, a complete lyrics appeared on the white paper.

"A lot of worthit..."

Shakira sat in his arms and complained for the first time.

"Well, the lyrics are a bit simple."

Most of the lyrics are repeats of "Give it to me, I'm worth a try, baby I'm worth a try", Song Ya doesn't deny it, and it took another two or three minutes to put the space between the lines on the lyrics. Fill in the numbered musical notation.

He has a lot of experience in Apocalypse, and is already very skilled in picking up scores. He opened the drawer and took out a few blank staffs from it. "Uh...my trumpet is left at home, Linda, go find one."

"Okay." Linda knew that the creator's inspiration tends to be fleeting, so she ran to find a musician in the recording studio.

"May I?"

This is a song improvised by top musical geniuses. It means topicality, record sales, touted by music critics, and popularity. It means that the prospects of her daughter’s singing group and her own record company are instantly broadened. Matthew Norris saw that the paper on the table was about to slobber, and while Song Ya was busy filling in the accompaniment parts for drums, 808 drums, and electronic synthesizers on the staff, he asked for it.

Song Ya didn't have time to look up, and happily pushed the paper forward.

Matthew Norris took it in his hand and looked at it seriously. His daughter Beyonce and the others excitedly gathered around him and moved their heads closer.

It’s a little bit of a love song, but now it’s no problem for a black girl group with a little hip-hop style to sing it, and it’s also APLUS’s personal creative style. The LondonBridge and Sayso he wrote to Fergie are a hundred times more explicit...

At the same time, he continued his usual rap-sing-speaking style with some RAP in between.

Now I can see the potential for good songs, and the songs have a general feeling.

Matthew Norris secretly commented, he certainly wouldn't be so stupid that he would offer any suggestions for modification now. APLUS is well-known in this area of ​​control and paranoia, even Mariah Carey wants to change his song.

"GiveittomeI\'mworthit, BabyI\'mworthit..."

Beyoncé couldn't help humming in a low voice to the numbered musical notation.

"No, no, no, not like that, less rhythm and blues, and a more popular way."

When it reached Song Ya's ears, he interrupted. Just then Linda took the trumpet back. Song Ya checked and wiped the trumpet with his sleeve and played the prelude directly.

‘Toot toot toot, toot toot toot...’

When the melody sounded, the eyes of everyone who knew how to do it were lighted up. This short melody that will be repeated several times throughout the song is the backbone, and it is obvious...

Song Ya stopped playing and began to fill in the score for the trumpet.

"It's the same style as your Trumpets, right?" Matthew Norris asked.

Trumpets is a great song, but it's not so eye-catching among the classic songs of APLUS.

"Uh... right, I sometimes remember myself, Trumpets...Wow, has the time passed so long?"

Song Ya thought that the song belonged to her eponymous album, so he sighed casually, finished all the work, sorted out the staff, and handed it to Linda.

Linda came over again to ask for the lyrics in Matthew Norris's hands, "I will file the song first." She said.

"Oh, oh, of course." Matthew Norris almost didn't want to let go, a little embarrassed and cramped, returning the paper in his hand to Linda.

"Can you sing the RAP part?"

Beyoncé watched the boss’s desk writing a song like the light of a black man who would solve a trivial matter easily. She was almost worshipping the ground. She glanced at the sisters beside her, each of them was already showing'fierce light', like a little she-wolf. Feeling like looking for a chance to rush forward, I must have the courage to ask.

"I do not have time……"

It's a pity that Song Ya scratched her head and considered the answer after she was disappointed, "Leave it to Jazzy."

Because Jazzy is very critical of the ability of the distribution company Disney, and last year his brothers and Damon Dash worked hard to make trouble for themselves, Song Ya intends to take the opportunity of this song to comfort him a little.

"Oh."

Beyoncé looked at the man carefully, she was much thinner than before, her chin became sharp, and she lost the gangsteriness of a muscular man. Now she is weaker, but she always exudes a powerful aura of incomparable confidence. She treats herself very politely, but Just stop polite.

Ok? She and Shakira, who was playing with her finger on the man's cheek, looked at each other, buried the love thread deeply, and looked away.

"Ali..." Emily didn't care, and leaned forward to fight for it like a baby.

"Don't make trouble."

At this time, the phone on the desk rang, Song Ya picked it up, "Hello...oh, it's OK, what? Haha! YES!"

He clenched his fists with both hands and celebrated happily, "M-FXXK!" He exploded and threw several large legal books on the boss's desk into the sky.

"Passed the LSAT?" Linda asked.

"Yes! Linda! As soon as the grades came out, I can go to law school next year haha!" Song Ya kissed Shakira in excitement.

"The University of Chicago Law School?"

"It should be no problem, I got 170 points!"

"Oh! We are proud of you APLUS..." Linda burst into tears for him, rushed to kiss him.

"Wow……"

Matthew Norris was all dull, watching Song Ya whisper to himself, "Wow!" He kept repeating interjections.

"What level is the University of Chicago Law School? Daddy."

Beyonce didn't understand this, so she asked her father in a low voice.

"Top 10 in all meters, even TOP 5..." As a former Xerox engineer, Matthew Norris naturally possesses this knowledge. "Uh, congratulations, Mr. APLUS." He recovered and immediately reached out to congratulate him.

"Thank you."

Song Ya was in a good mood, "Let's do it, I will be responsible for the trumpet part of this song, and I will take the time to record the soundtrack for you. The trumpet is my profession, ha ha."

"That's great!"

The girls cheered and were emotionally infected. They hugged each other happily and bounced around.

There was joy in the president's office.

"But you have to instruct them on how to deal with the details of singing this worthit."

Matthew Norris finally waited for the opportunity and asked.

"Let's talk about it later, I'm too busy now. Uh..."

Song Ya felt that Shakira was already writhing in her arms infatuated, "That's it?" I want to send them all away first~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Oh, yes. "

Matthew Norris had to rush the group of five out, "Shall we contact you next time?"

"Well, you contact Linda and she will coordinate the time."

Song Ya raised her hand to give away, "Bye, little Beyoncé...Emily, try harder when you rehearse! Don't be lazy!"

He pouted Emily and opened the door first, but by a coincidence, he bumped his head into the arms of the tall bodyguard.

"Mr. APLUS."

The South African bodyguard came in with his mobile phone and reported respectfully: "Mr. Mandela wants to talk to you."

Mandela... Matthew Norris and Beyoncé slowed down after hearing this.

"Now?" Song Ya asked.

"Yes."

"Hey, Mr. Mandela, how are you doing lately?" Song Ya talked with her mobile phone, "Yes, I'm past this month, uh...there are people from the All-Mi Colored People Association and Jie West Jackson, Claire, the wife of the Donkey Party whip, Michelle in Chicago...Do you remember her right?"

"Yes, I will visit China next year, uh, with the governor of Illinois, yes, his wife has other...probably Boeing, Caterpillar, M Kee, Motorola, John Deere, Sears department store executives ? And several California business leaders..."

"Haha, yes, I know you will establish diplomatic relations at the end of this month."

Beyoncé turned her head three times, half knowing how to listen to him talking to the person on the other end of the phone, and finally returned her phone to the South African bodyguard.

All the group went out, and the South African bodyguards carefully closed the door. The last picture Beyoncé saw was the Latin girl in APLUS's arms sitting on top of him, and the two crazily entangled together.

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