Chicago 1990

itisntfair

itisntright

ifitsreallgone

thentelltonight

ifitsover

ifitsover

letgo...

The extended car parked quietly not far from the Radio City Music Hall. The car’s stereo was playing Mariah Carey’s ifit\'sover, which is also the piece she will perform at the awards party. She sat opposite Song Ya I was closing my eyes, listening intently to the song while humming to find feelings.

This year, there seems to be a problem with the organizer's scheduling. The stars who are going to walk on the red carpet are stuck in their cars. The car in front of them does not even move, so they can only wait here. In addition to the two in the wide car, there were the assistants of both parties and the staff of Sony Columbia Records. In order to prevent others from discovering the abnormality, the two tacitly reduced the communication. Song Ya did not want to disturb her practicing singing, so she silently cast her eyes on Outside the window.

There was a burst of noise near the red carpet in front. Fans shouted the names of their idols. Most of them came from the screams of female fans, and occasionally the rough voices of some big masters, such as now...

"Mira! Mira!"

Mila, who has a lower coffee position than the two, set foot on the red carpet earlier. This is her first time to participate in the Grammys. The preparations for sbk seem to be doing well. Listen to the volume. There are many fans on the scene, many male fans. Cheer up for her, "You are the best!"

Song Ya noticed that Mariah Carey’s singing had stopped and looked at the other person. As expected, she was smiling to herself, “The Los Angeles battle is very exciting.”

Other people in the car, such as her assistant and Taraji, couldn't help but chuckle.

Everyone thought she was joking, only Song Ya tasted a little sourness in her eyes and tone, "Little girl is like this, immature." First smiled and looked at her, and then his eyes fell on her chest. Before, then quickly moved away.

"Humph." Mariah Carey shook her head and continued to hum, but she adjusted her sitting posture a little so that Song Ya could see more of her chest in this direction.

The traffic finally started to move forward. After a while, many fans can already be seen before the red carpet. Some reporters will take a look at this side while taking pictures of the red carpet.

The two assistants began to help with the final finishing, clothes, makeup, everything should be as perfect as possible.

The car stopped in front of the red carpet, the two bodyguards were in place, and the old Mike pulled the car door outside. Song Adam stepped out first, waved in the direction of the fan holding the aps brand, and then turned back, holding it very gently. Mariah Carey stretched out her hand to help her get out of the car.

"Aps! Mariah Carey!"

The fans of the two began to shout loudly, Mariah Carey slightly widened the distance between the two, holding Song Ya's arms in a less intimate manner.

"Aps! This way!"

"Miss Kelly!"

The reporters shouted the names of the two of them, prompting them to look at their camera. According to the preview, the two stopped in the area where the media were familiar with each other, and then set up their poses for them to take pictures.

"Aps, Miss Kelly, what do you think of tonight's awards?"

"Miss Kelly, talk about the song ifit\'sover you will perform."

These media are very acquainted, and they are all about safety issues, and the two easily dealt with a few words.

"Badgu!" I don't know if it is a fan of Mira, a white man suddenly shouted at Song Ya.

The reporters laughed very understandingly.

Song Ya continued to maintain a standard smile, walked casually with Mariah Carey like walking around her garden, shaking hands with reporters she knew, and greeted the fans again, and then signed the fans. According to their positions, there is no problem with this. If you change to a star, you will be said to be too daunting.

At the end of the red carpet, the two went to the outfield host and accepted an interview.

The main subject of the other party's interview was Mariah Carey. They were all about awards and live performances. For Song Ya, their focus was on the first album.

"Uh, my assumption is that the first album will be composed entirely of purely personal music, so the current release time is hard to say. You know, I am an inspirational creator, and the quantity is never what I am after. I will I try my best to polish my first major. The exact time is really hard to tell. I can only reveal that it should be soon, so stay tuned."

After the interview, the two walked into the music hall.

"Ho! It's really tiring."

Mariah Carey let go of her hand and hugged Walt and the others who were waiting at the entrance. "Let's go in, hurry up." Walter led the two into the arena.

Unlike last year, when Song Ya entered the hall this time, it was full of people, "Hey... brother, how are you?" People who know him constantly greeted him, raki, the group of New York hip-hop singers, kane dad, babfae, etc. Wait……

He fisted with people affectionately everywhere, while Mariah Carey was always smiling and waving. She really didn't know many people in the circle, and they were only polite.

I didn't find Mila. The concert hall was huge. She should be in the crowd, and she would not take the initiative to say hello to herself, otherwise the media would get fired in the news again.

A group of people sat in the front row, Mariah Carey was in the best and most conspicuous position, so that the camera could show her.

Song Ya noticed that there were people from jefja records and jive records in the back row. Russell Simmons and Quincy Jones were also sitting together, looking towards him.

He stood up again, and took the initiative to stretch out his hand, "Hey, Mr. Simmons, Mr. Jones..." fisted Will Smith, r Kelly and others.

"Good luck." Russell Simmons held his hand like an errand, shook it, and then immediately let go.

"I wish you too." Song Ya cocked his mouth and sat back.

A photographer came close with his equipment.

"I really envy you for having so many friends." Mariah Carey kept smiling at the camera and whispered.

"You don't need to envy, they are not all my friends." Song Ya also smiled and waved towards the camera.

When the awards ceremony began, soon the first awards related to this side began to be awarded. The best producer of the year for non-classical music was nominated by Walt and Mariah Carey. This award is basically hopeless. The winners are indeed not them. When the camera shows two people, they still have to clap and congratulate the winners.

In this era, rap awards are not paid much attention to, especially Grammys, which only have two awards, and they are all awarded some time before the party.

Will Smith and his teammates won the Best Rap Combo Award.

"Congratulations." Song Ya felt a little unhappy, but she had to look back and congratulate Will Smith, Quincy Jones and others who stood up to celebrate.

Although classical music has a very high style, it is also at the upper level of the contempt chain of the music circle~www.wuxiaspot.com~, but for the party organizer bs, the ratings are the most important, so the time of awards is also A relatively dull period. The Chicago Symphony Orchestra and Barenboi won two awards, but Barenboi did not come to the scene, and the awards were received by representatives of the symphony orchestra.

Song Ya also saw a Chinese cellist named oo in another classical music award.

"Maybe there is also a cover character for the next issue of Amerika Music Magazine?" He secretly planned.

"Nominated for best rap singer: aps!"

After the interspersed performance, the host on the stage called his name, he quickly cleared up his mood, and fired on the camera again.

"The winner is..." The award-giving guest on the stage halted his appetite, "lloolj!"

"Fxxk!"

Quincy Jones and Russell Simmons had rounded up the rap category awards. He cursed in his heart, even if it was a singer from another record company! No way, I had to smile again to deal with the camera, and turned around to congratulate the rap veteran of Jefja Records.

"thanks, thanks."

lloolj thanked them one by one excitedly, and then walked towards the stage, "Don't care, aps, the future belongs to you." Russell Simmons took the opportunity to say to Song Ya.

"I hope so." Song Ya can only say so.

"There are still general awards waiting for you today, kid." Quincy Jones added, and then laughed with Russell Simmons.

Viewers who don't know the truth in front of the TV think they are friends for many years.

"I'm going backstage to prepare."

After lloolj received the award, the lights in the auditorium were dimmed, and the next performance was about to begin. Mariah Carey greeted Song Ya and quietly left.

"Come on, ii."