Chicago 1990

"Don't do it..."

　　 "Oh, the skirt is layered layer by layer. It's useless if you lift the skirt. Look, right? Believe it..."

　　 "I can't take it off, at least two people help..."

　　 "Hate, don't make it crumple."

　　 In Mila's bedroom on the second floor, Song Yahou hurriedly circled Mila, using all his energy to deal with that nasty skirt.

　　 "fxxk, it is a legacy of the Middle Ages!" He could only give up cursing, and then stroked the top of Mira's head with his hand.

　　 "I don't want it, this skirt is too hard, I won't breathe when I kneel down." Mila still refused.

　　 Song Ya touched her waist. Sure enough, it was hard, and it would make a sound similar to hard leather.

　　 "I..." He collapsed helplessly on the bed.

　　 "Hahaha, you looked so funny just now." He was frustrated, and Mira laughed happily instead.

　　 "Mira?" Mrs. Jovovich's voice appeared at the door from far and near, "Mira, don't let the guests wait too long."

　　 "I will come out now."

　　Mila responded loudly, and then took Song Ya's hand, and tried to pull him up, "Not today, next time..."

"Ugh!"

Song Ya stood up and held her in his arms. The two of them were tired and crooked for a while, and Mira ran to the dressing table to quickly touch up the makeup, and then wiped the lipstick mark on Song Ya's mouth with a makeup remover. Go open the door.

　　 Song Ya hid in a blind spot behind the door.

　　 "Oh, you young people."

　　 Mrs. Jovovich knew that Song Ya was inside, she complained, and then carefully helped Milla check her skirt, and the conversation between the two became more and more distant.

　　 Song Ya only then went out and didn't see anyone in the corridor before stepping out to help Mira close the bedroom door.

　　 There are so many paparazzi and reporters outside. Of course, he can't stay overnight. When the party was in the middle and late stages, he greeted Mira and left.

　　 "fxxk! These **** paparazzi!"

Not long after Hayden started the car, a motorcycle swayed behind him in the rearview mirror. Song Ya had to cancel the Halle phone number that had been dialed on the mobile phone. There was an evil fire, and there was nowhere to vent.

　　 "How is Los Angeles now?" he asked Hayden.

"What did you mean by Rodney King? It's still the same, and the dissatisfied continue to be dissatisfied...c is a cable station, and the subscribers are far less than the three wireless news stations. The reversal screens broadcast by his house have fewer people. However, the three news stations continued to choose to play the original version after learning that there was a reversal video. The black affirmative organization did not think it was the case, and is still supporting Rodney King. At present, it has to wait until the four police officers. Only when the results of the trial come out will things go down."

　　 The U.S. trial procedure Song Ya knows that once it enters the see-saw, the time will be extremely long, and you can't expect the results in the short term.

　　 Hayden smiled after talking, "They shouldn't be for that. You are very popular recently. The bulletin board singles chart has been three consecutive weeks before five, and the streets and alleys are playing rememberthename."

　　 "No matter what it is, get out of this horrible place, be watched by paparazzi. I can't do anything in Los Angeles."

　　 Song Ya dialed another number, "Brother nas, what did you talk about with that nightclub? Forget it, I don’t plan to go there. I will tell Dile and the others to cancel the cave visit in Los Angeles."

　　 "It's just right, Donovan also recommends that you don't take part in acupuncture anymore. Below blist is no problem, and above blist is a bit self-defeating." Hayden said.

　　 "I am a rap star, and I am naturally close to the street. It is not good to pay too much attention to style. Na also often walks." Song Ya disagreed with this statement.

　　 "They sing gangster rap, and the paparazzi is afraid of them and dare not come close to shoot."

　　 Hayden persuaded: "You are different. You are in a stage of rapid fan growth. Your rap music is much more acceptable to white people, and if you continue to do this, the commercial price will not be up."

　　 Song Ya pondered for a while, "Well, I will appropriately reduce the acupuncture points in the future promotion period."

The car stopped in front of a traffic light, and the paparazzi parked the motorcycle next to him. The guy in the back seat pressed the shutter through the glass, and his mouth did not stop, "apls! Come here, here is a nice one for you , How is the song selling? Will the bulletin board take first place next week?"

　　 "I have no deterrent..."

　　 Song Ya discovered her own shortcomings, and the paparazzi would never dare to treat Na like that.

　　 "Let's bear it. As long as the paparazzi are not given a chance to make news, they will lose interest in following them. After all, they have to support their families."

　　 Hayden rolled down the window and asked loudly, "Which media are you from?"

　　 "We work for ourselves." The biker paparazzi replied.

　　 "Don't let me find out that you are telling lies, or your family will stop expecting apls to be interviewed in the future." Hayden threatened and raised the window.

　　 The green light was on, the car started, and the motorcycle stopped on the spot for a few seconds, and then continued to follow it, but this time it was not too close and kept the distance between the two bodies.

"Ok?"

　　 Song Ya noticed that there was a large poster of Spike Lee Jungle Fever outside a movie theater on the street, and the words Cannes Palme d’Or nomination were very big.

　　 "Should we watch a movie?" Song Ya was upset, just to see the level of that big mouth.

　　 "Okay? There are paparazzi behind." Hayden said.

　　 "Aren't they going to support their family? See if they are not willing to pay for two movie tickets."

　　 Song Ya asked Hayden to park his car in the movie theater parking lot, got off the car and walked to the ticket office. The movie had been screened for a short period of time, and the two of them bought tickets and walked into the theater.

　　 There are not many people in the huge theater. The two men and women in the back row regard this as a date place, each holding each other by a corner, chewing vigorously.

　　 They randomly chose a comfortable position to sit down, and a black man in the front row was already napping.

　　 "Hey, apls, are you studying Spike Lee? Are you still angry at what he said last time?"

　　 The two paparazzi really followed in. They sat behind Song Ya, one took out a small notebook and started asking questions, the other took out a small flashlight and helped him light up the notebook. The small objects were quite complete.

　　 "Let's talk like friends, you have been in a good momentum recently, otherwise we won't follow you."

　　 Song Ya ignored him and stopped Hayden. He tried his best to filter out the harassment from behind and concentrated on watching the movie.

The title of Jungle Fever, nglefever, is an old-fashioned slang term used to imply adultery that is not allowed between black and white races in the era of isolation. The film has elements of different races and different communities behind the class, sex, drugs, and religion. The hodgepodge of characters with tuberculosis, along with an outline of the status quo of American society, depictions of racial discrimination, and the confusion and reflection of blacks themselves are all liked by the judges. Unlike Spike Lee's shooting in reality, he handled the black-and-white conflict very cleverly, and he did not deliberately favor the black group, or how to say he is a smart person.

Halle plays a supporting role as a drug addict. According to Song Ya’s perception, it is brilliant. There is also a supporting role, Samuel Jackson, who is also very popular. Of course, the protagonist Wesley Streep’s acting skills are undoubted, although he is a scumbag and violence. male.

Song Ya thought of her black-and-white match with Mila, which is somewhat similar to the hero and heroine in the film. Why Columbia Pictures and Revlon are afraid of their relationship being exposed? It’s not because Mila is rumored to find a black boyfriend. It will affect her. What is the perception of the target group of movies and endorsements? Capital society is still very practical.

　　 Although it resonates a bit, this film is really not very good-looking, or the buddies in the front row would not sleep so soundly.

　　 Near the end, Song Ya and Hai Deng got up and left.

　　 The two paparazzi naturally followed closely, but they didn't get entangled in their words. Both of them were yawning.

　　 "If you can stand on the alist this time, it may be difficult to get rid of this **** anymore."

　　 Hayden started the car, saw the motorcycle following up again, cursed helplessly.

　　 "If I had a media outlet, would the paparazzi stop a bit?" Song Ya remembered the fact that Fergie had said that the American music magazine was about to close.

"Don't even think about it, even Madonna, every time you travel, you have to fight with a large group of paparazzi ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ unless you have a news network." Hayden said: "It's like Rodney King this time. In the event, the three major wireless news stations were the ones who manipulated the situation. C's reversal news eventually lost to time and spread."

　　 "That can't be done without billions." Song Ya smiled bitterly.

"It's not even just about money. The book bought everything, but they tried countless times and they couldn't reach any news station. You must be cultural, political, religious, and even ethnic. His own person," Hayden said.

Song Ya was stunned for a while when he heard these words. He suddenly felt that although he became popular day by day, he seemed to have lost his goal, just like Xiaofu Jian after he moved out of Nancheng last time. Land is lost in the cycle of promotion, production of singles, and promotion. Money is getting more and more day by day, but what about? Buy a house to buy a bigger house?

　　 Where should I go next? I am a traverser!

　　 "Then take this as a long-term goal." He rekindled his ambition.

　　 "Hahaha!" Hayden laughed. He obviously took this sentence as a joke.

　　 "Let's achieve a small goal first, are you familiar with Amerika Music Magazine?" Song Ya asked.

　　 Hayden shook his head.

　　 "You can find out, I heard that his house is going to close down."

　　 Hayden was very surprised when he heard this, "Are you serious? Paper media is not easy to do now."

　　 "Just let you ask."

"Ok."