Chicago 1990

Chapter 1256: ? Hawaii

"Aw! Aw!"

At the end of November, the tour returned to the United States, Hawaii on the Pacific Ocean. The ex-wife was buying a cat in the seaside mansion bought here. The neighbors were black actresses such as Whitney Houston and Patty Labelle.

Without saying anything, she was beaten upon meeting. Mariah Carey skillfully grasped the big thick gold chain around her little ex-husband's neck with one hand, and slammed the opponent's head with the thick flesh at the base of the palm of her other hand, "I blame you, I blame you!"

Song Ya slid left and right, holding his head and shouting, "Are you crazy!? Is it my fault?"

"It's not your fault, and it's not your fault..." She continued to slap fat, "It made me miserable."

"enough!"

It was these chariots who couldn't fight back and couldn't run away. Song Yaji Zhongshengzhi unlocked the buckle behind the golden chain, and walked away quickly, out of the attack range of his ex-wife.

"are you mad at me!"

She threw the golden chain in her hand into the sea in anger.

"SHXT! Really...really unreasonable!"

Song Ya immediately took off his shoes and clothes, and a fierce man plunged into the sea.

The winter in Hawaii is not cold, and the water temperature is good. Song Ya can swim but has never done deep diving. With a **** courage, he forcibly opened his eyes and looked down. There is plenty of sunshine today, and the clear shallow sea water is well visible. I almost found the gleaming gold necklace on the sand and rocks on the seabed, picked it up, and fluttered upward.

"Ok?"

He breathed again when his head came out of the sea, and then wiped the sea water off his face. When he was about to swim to the shore, he realized that the water was not deep, only to his chest, "Isn't this money? Just throw it so far! "

There is really no way to take the ex-wife, he is floating on the water.

"Mike!"

Mariah Carey was so scared that she was running back, calling old Mike with a dolphin sound, "huh..." Seeing him all right, she stood proudly, pouting, and ignored.

"What's wrong with her throat? It's rustling."

Song Ya grabbed the towel on the beach chair and wiped her body, and asked her manager Sandy Glenn who had rushed over from a distance.

"It's a bit inverted, don't let it out, we are keeping it strictly confidential." Sandy Glen explained.

"It's okay?" Song Ya asked, and when Sandy Glen was talking about this, tears suddenly appeared in the corner of his ex-wife's eyes.

"The doctor said it is irreparable. You know these APLUSs. That's what human vocal cords are all about."

Sandy Glen sighed: "From the eight or eight years that Motula started to build her, she has been singing this way for ten years."

"In other words..."

The foundation of DIVA has begun to weaken? Song Ya felt painful for her ex-wife singing as her life. Wen Yan persuaded her: "Don't be too upset Mimi, I don't think Whitney Houston's voice will work anymore."

"Hehe, really comforting words." She pouted and sat down on the beach chair.

"Then the Egyptian prince will start painting next month. What should you do if you and Whitney Houston sing the theme song when you run a publicity campaign?" Song Ya thought of a practical question.

"I can make up for it with skills." She said confidently: "Currently, only the high range will be troublesome."

"Now the main thing is not to let Riklubin and Sony Columbia Records know about this, otherwise it will affect the renewal negotiations."

Sandy Glen said: "We have to sign the renewal contract before the Egyptian prince blooms."

"You haven't settled yet? Only one month left in 1998!"

I said why the big mouths of the ex-wife and godmother Patty Rabel and the best friend Brenda weren’t there. Song Ya frowned and questioned: “Don’t make any accidents with the operation.”

"Because Mimi is in this situation now, we need a long contract. Three years is too short." Sandy Glen replied: "Mimi did not receive a New Year's Eve invitation from Times Square in New York City this year. Bian’s business opportunities will be slim in the future."

"I blame you." She whispered again.

"Okay, okay, blame me."

Things like things in the toilets in the east hall will definitely hurt women and criticize more than men. Song Ya sincerely carried it back this time and did not argue again, "Sit down." He squeezed to his ex-wife and sat down. But hiding and hiding, why did the body management relax again? A whole circle of fat? Ouch!" Another loud slap was slapped on the back.

"You have to be careful with him, now your interests are not consistent."

After talking with Sandy Glenn, Song Ya bit his ears with his ex-wife, "As an agent, after he knows the secret of your downturned voice, the bigger the contract you sign with Sony Columbia Records, the better for him personally. He doesn't care anymore. How long will you be tied up?"

"I know, hum, and he is getting older..." Mariah Carey sneered, "I don't have enough confidence in me either."

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No one else was there, and the couple stared at Sandy Glen's back to the villa, both of them no longer conceal their ruthlessness.

"Well, you know, what are you going to do?"

"This time he was not satisfied with the contract renewal and fired him."

"What about career choices?"

"Reduce some difficult songs and sing more rhythm and blues hip-hop fusion..."

"Well, you are always very confident in this respect." Song Ya praised, "By the way, the APESHIT song... William Morris has helped us get the Louvre."

"I will consider again."

"Or are you afraid of the Grammy jury?"

"I'm not afraid!"

"Then why hesitate? I don't have time to think about it. I will post a special Mimi at the end of next month."

"So you came to me for that song?" she asked, raising her eyebrows.

"How come...Isn't it just a concert to drop in." Song Ya resorted to a beautiful man's trick and started sliding her swimsuit with her finger.

"Haha, are you inseparable from your second girlfriend?"

There was an accident in time management. The soldier who played Mila started painting. She was going to go back and run the promotion, but she never thought that the director of the soldier cut almost all of her scenes and turned the movie into a complete movie. In addition, she had another man's play, so she didn't bother to go back and run for the announcement, and stayed by her side, people staying in the hotel next to the performance venue.

"Wow, I'm jealous." The subject changed.

The ex-wife was furious, "Why am I jealous!? You are just my ex-husband APLUS! The baseball star who chased me..."

"The real estate tycoon Barabara, I will remember it."

"you!"

"Wow!"

"Let's go play in the water, it's almost dark." The two had enough trouble, and they chatted for a while and were invited by Little Rega, Song Ya, who was staying in New York.

"Hmph..." She held her chest proudly, and put her arms around her little ex-husband's neck.

"Drink!" Song Ya silently hugged a princess, and smiled with her toward the sea dyed golden by the setting sun.

"APLUS!"

Standing in the shallow sea playing around, Donovan walked to the beach, whistled at the two of them, snapped his fingers to attract attention.

"what's happenin?"

"The impeachment vote has been postponed again."

A plane roared off from the USS Enterprise, and the entire battle group began to bomb Iraq again. The quality of live TV broadcast was much higher than that of Operation Desert Shield. The black and white infrared lens framed the tanks of the Iraqi army. After a few seconds, the precision-guided bomb will accurately hit the target, and the crew can even be seen crawling out of the destroyed tank and fleeing for their lives.

'The Desert Fox Operation attacked more than 120 targets including air defense systems, communications hubs, air bases, Republican Guard camps, factories and weapons depots in Iraq. 97 targets were hit and 43 targets were severely destroyed. , 42 targets were moderately damaged, 12 targets were slightly damaged...'

The media supporting the commander are citing achievements, while FoxNews and other media think that this attack is far from enough. On the other hand, they accuse the commander of repeating the old tricks of "unlimited extension operations" before repeating the old tactics of "infinitely extending operations" and doing things only to distract the public from the impeachment case. attention.

They gave this series of military operations a nickname: Battle of Monica, because Lewinsky's full name is Monica Lewinsky.

In addition, some strategists, such as Dr. Kissin, also criticized them. Of course, the group of people considered more practical, either not doing it, or doing it absolutely, for personal political gain or practicing the political concept of the “third way”. A bomb for a few days is just a painless half-hearted. It can neither serve the purpose of attacking the enemy, but also attract the hatred of the Middle Easterners. It is the worst method.

And Hollywood people remembered the "Wagtail Dog" starring Dustin Hoffman and Robert De Niro last year. That movie actually predicted this year's events accurately. The plot happened to be a Hollywood producer to help the leader. Diverting public attention from the scandal, a fictional war and political crisis...

"bored."

After Song Ya's evaluation, he turned and left the living room, went back outside to blow the sea breeze, and his ex-wife followed.

It was already dark, and the temperature difference between day and night was quite large. She put on a black Burberry thin windbreaker over her swimsuit and walked side by side on the beach.

"How have you been recently?" she asked.

"Me? All good..."

"You are always like this, and you don't tell anyone anything about it. Even if you post a new album at Disney, you can't find publishers willing to help overseas, and the Big Five are collectively blocking you." She said.

"Well, but don't worry, I can always handle this, you know." Song Ya replied confidently.

"You won't get shot again, will you? I heard that you and Universal boss Jr. Bronfman broke up again."

"You heard you heard that you care about me."

Song Ya smiled and hugged her, "Are you hiding here and never forgetting to inquire about me?"

"Huh! Excuse me? You dumped your Latin girlfriend and got back with your ex-girlfriend?"

"I also know..."

"Stay away from me." She broke free and walked towards the wooden dock. "What are we doing like this?"

"What is it?"

"Divorced, but still slimy...Don't pretend to be a scumbag, I decided to start my own life again next year and have a new boyfriend...and so on."

"Such?" Song Ya followed her ass, "Mimi..."

"Maybe, I will also find a Shakira who looks like you..." She raised her hand and wiped a hand on her eyes, and asked in a hoarse voice behind her small pouted voice: "You will bless me ?"

"Mimi..."

Song Ya's lonely ex-wife under the street lamp was speechless for a while, wait!

Hoarse voice, bridge-like piers, street lights, aunts, walks... He who is like you, bless... This situation, that is! ?

Nevermind

Do not worry

I'llfindseonelikeyou

I will find someone like you

Iwishnothiforyoutoo

I just wish you all the best

DetmeIbeg

I beg you don't forget me

I'llrememberyousaid