Chicago 1990

"This bastard!" Song Ya muttered, "He doesn't really have an upper-level relationship with Maozi?"

"You didn’t know how long you’ve been with Mira?" Yeremov was surprised. "Hollywood didn’t believe him at first, but as Maozi’s information blockade became more and more relaxed, he found Mr. Jovovich. The so-called family history is indeed a fact. His family was noble in the imperial Russian era. Otherwise, why do you think the old money in the Upper East District would agree to move in with his family? I heard that many upper-class people over there invested money in his company for Hitchhiking takes a share of Mao’s pie, and the same goes for people in Hollywood and sbk. If it weren’t for the Blue Coral Reef’s loss at the box office, I’d like to take the money to try the water.”

"I know, but I always thought he was gilding himself." Song Ya was a little angry, "So this scam has completely turned over now?"

"More than that, he now has a lot of upper-class friends, which is not what it used to be." Yeremov said.

"Then what shall we do?" Song Ya threw the newspaper on the table, "Can't seal his big mouth?"

"Don't worry, you are no longer the focus of public opinion, and he can't keep talking about you. There is no way to hurt someone. Anyway, you are young and just hide in school to avoid the limelight." Eli laughed: "Just watch David Falk perform."

"This statement is wrong, it's actually watching Nike's performance." Yeremov added, "They have a huge amount of advertising every year, which is a great deterrent to various media."

"Why don't any big companies come to me to advertise?" Song Ya complained.

The complaints only stop at complaining. In this era, companies don’t like hip-hop singers to endorse their own products very much, because it’s unlucky that explosive negative news will come out someday. Song Ya’s personal image is good, but she is He couldn't get into the eyes of big companies, and those who came to him were small merchants such as local specialty candies. Song Ya was reluctant.

The school has been in school for many days, but their management of Song Ya is very loose. In the first half of the year, they missed countless classes but the credits were still generously given. After all, Song Ya passed the exam. In terms of mathematics, he has already passed the exam for the advanced class. That is to say, this private middle school has nothing to teach him. From this school year, that is, the eleventh grade, Song Ya will go to the nearby community college and sophomore over there. Of students take math class together. In the grammar class, the teacher gave high marks to the two ‘compositions’ of epirestateofd and feelstill. Needless to say, music, full scores, social courses are also high scores (he donated some money to the school), only sports, his fourth score in the youth squash competition is a bit unaccountable, he has to continue to work hard.

As for the at (U.S. University Entrance Examination) exam, which is necessary for college, he has also done it.

"So, do you plan to apply for college in advance after the end of the eleventh grade?" The principal personally received Song Ya in the office, and Tony came together.

Tony has been living in Al’s house since he left Little Lowry. It’s a bit like the reverse of what happened in the past. Song Ya didn’t know how to arrange him for a while, so he simply got him into this middle school and re-study. In the twelfth grade, he happened to act as his bodyguard on campus.

"Yes, Mr. Principal."

"Have you planned to apply to which university?" the principal asked.

"Uh, it hasn't been finalized yet, but it should be the University of Chicago. I am going to take a bachelor's degree and then take the lsat (law school entrance exam) exam to study at the law school there." Song Ya replied.

"Wow, very good planning. Your grades are very good. My recommendation letter is no problem. Can an alumnus at the University of Chicago help you?" The principal is very happy, as long as Song Ya graduates directly from his school without transferring , The name of this school will inevitably appear on the resume in the future.

"Dr. Michelle will help. She is an assistant to the mayor." Michelle just left the law firm not long ago and became a donkey party leader and assistant to Chicago Mayor Daly. Of course, she will also be able to deal with affirmative organizations. help.

"Then there is no problem at all."

The principal stood up and said, "I will also let people complete your brother's admissions procedures."

The brothers came out of the principal's office, "fxxk! Didn't you know that I hate school, Alex..." Tony muttered.

"Tony, we had a long talk last night and forgot?"

Song Ya faced him very seriously, "You are not allowed to commit anything during this year, and you are not allowed to fool around with old acquaintances. Unless you graduate successfully, I will never pay attention to you in the future, and Al will never again. Take you in, even if you go to the street to be a tramp like Frank, all the family will not care."

"Okay, okay, you are the boss..." Tony lowered his head helplessly.

"I asked the principal to make you a vacancy for the football team. The level of the school team in this school is very average. If you go there, you may be the king and hegemony." Song Ya gave a sweet date with a stick.

"It's a pity that the'silencer' is still in jail." There was joy on Tony's face, but it was not without regret. "I haven't practiced for more than a year, drinking and playing with women, my body is not as good as before."

"Why did you know that today, right?"

Song Ya rolled his eyes. It was school time. The two of them walked out of the school together. They did not receive any onlookers or harassment. Tony was very professionally vigilant when he approached the door. After all, he did this kind of work when he followed Little Lori, and kept on Observe the surroundings, then meet up with Old Mike and Marvota at the door, and the three will protect Song Ya into the car together.

"You go back to Al's first, I have something else."

Before hiding in school, he still had something to worry about.

Saying goodbye to Tony, this second-hand car with black film on the windows drove to a community in Nancheng, outside Frank's house. "There is nothing unusual about the girl named Fiona recently?" Song Ya asked.

"No, working as a waitress in a nightclub, doing odd jobs, and having a boyfriend as a car thief." Old Mike replied.

"Where is Frank?"

"Drink in a bar, or just mess around somewhere."

"Are there no reporters looking for them?"

"After that, sporadic reporters came to look for them, and their family cheated some money, but they didn't dare to say anything. After all, they were afraid of being sent to the orphanage by Goodman. Frank, Vic McGee I have also warned that the stormtrooper will put a gift into Frank's pocket and he will go to jail. He knows that he is so good that he often mixes in South City."

"Where is the middleman named Mirkovic?"

"That guy is just a little pimp. He was tortured by the Hell Bobcat, and he almost lost his guts..."

The car swayed around Frank's house for a few laps, and indeed there was no reporter's whereabouts. Song Ya's heart was completely settled.

On the way home, Song Ya noticed that Old Mike suddenly slowed down.

On a corner of the street, UU reading www.uukānshu.com, the "old friend" stormtrooper is pressing several young men who look like Armenians against the wall to search. Vic McKee keeps pushing what he took out of his pocket to I stuffed it in my arms and occasionally kicked it.

"Aren't these guys really going to play with themselves?" Song Ya observed that the Armenians looked at Vic and their eyes were full of hatred.

Old Mike didn't answer. It felt like Vic and the others stepped on the accelerator to accelerate away when they noticed the abnormality of the car.

The next day, when Song Ya entered the school again, the news of the flying people's gamble in various media disappeared almost at the same time... it was gone. The reporters, editors, and paparazzi who had always been good were collectively aphasia, as if related news had never been. He had never been to this world before, so he naturally hitchhiked a little bit. This is much easier than the public relations battle that Frank won after hard struggle and a lot of money in the last time Frank disappeared. The media influence of big companies was revealed. undoubtedly.

"Nike dad is still great, this kind of control over ‘free’ media is terrifying."

Song Ya said to Hayden who had sent him to school: "You William Morris also think of something! Whenever I can hold such thick legs."