Chicago 1990

"Hmph, I won't squander like those fools."

Song Ya hung up the phone, and his two companies were able to share about 64% of the album sales revenue. According to the average price calculated by Yongdao, the average price is 12 and a half, and 4 million copies are about 32. Millions of income, even if you subtract the four million that A+ records borne, you can still leave 28 million dollars...

"Uh...maybe we can get a 1960 Corvette that appeared at the end of the original BeautifulGirls MV? It's pretty, it's also for work..."

As he approached the 19th, he took dancers, backing singers, bands, attendants and staff, a team of dozens of people, contracted a United Airlines Boeing 737-200 and rushed to Los Angeles.

"APLUS, can you take a photo alone?"

"Me, me, and me..."

There were no other guests, and the flight attendants also let themselves go, gathering around Songya for a group photo.

"Hey, there are more than three hours left, don't you think it is too boring?" Tony held a champagne bottle in his hand and shouted loudly, "This is a party! Some music, okay?"

Musicians, I look at you, you look at me, the instruments are all in the box and are being checked.

"Boom boom boom..." The six black harmony singers of Beautiful Girls stood up. They used their snapping fingers as the beat, and after synchronizing with each other, they began to coordinate with the vocals to create the accompaniment of Beautiful Girls.

"APLUS!"

"APLUS!"

Everyone began to clap and whistle at Song Ya.

You'rewaytoobeautifulgirl

That'swhyit'llneverwork

You'llhavemesuicidalsuicidal

Whenyousayit'sover

Song Ya smiled and waved his hands again and again, but couldn't help but let out his voice.

"WOW!" The atmosphere suddenly rose, Tony and the muffler left their seats and twisted, and the loose waistband fell straight down, making it feel like they might fall off at any time.

Soon, the aisle was filled with people, all singing and dancing with their wine glasses, really turning the cabin into a party venue.

"Tony, drink less! You look at him with the silencer."

After all, Song Ya was not a U.S.-style party creature. He didn't have that much energy. He accompany them for a while, gave a few words, and then let them play, returning to his seat in the first class to rest.

Fergie was busy recording and didn't come, but Cassiti was next to her. Seeing the stewardess's attention there, she quietly moved over and put her head on Song Ya's shoulder. "Tired?" she asked.

"No, how could I..."

Before he finished speaking, I heard the sound of a man and a woman talking in Spanish over the hall.

"Go!"

The man seemed to be Shakira's agent. He finally used a sentence of English and drove Shakira into the cabin.

"Hi..." Shakira put her hands behind her back, one hand nervously scratching her arm, walked in front of Song Ya and greeted her actively.

After a long time dance practice on A+ records, the girls have been very American in dressing, and they are increasingly inclined to the aesthetic of "big sister big" Fergie. The denim shorts are low-waisted, and the beautiful abdomen is flat and slightly muscular. Exposed.

"Hi."

Cassidy had sat back in advance, "Don't be so nervous, the filming task will not be heavy by then." Song Yatai is busy, and has not been able to manage the MV heroine. After she got to the A+ record, the two have not had a good conversation. , "Has the shape been finalized?"

"not yet."

The girl pauses when she speaks English, "Uh, Mr. Yeremov told me that the stylist over there will be in charge in Hollywood."

"Well, I will say hello in advance when I am bullied. If I am bullied, please directly contact me. Don't stop talking."

Song Ya said: "Your presence is a bit low, which is not good, you know, Hollywood is a very snobby place."

"Well, I see, thank you Mr. APLUS."

"Shakira, come and sit here." Cassidy gave up half of the large first-class seat.

"Uh, no need." Shakira waved her hand repeatedly.

Then the agent who had been listening over there murmured a few more words in Spanish.

It seems to tell her to stay here? Anyway, the steps Shakira had just taken froze.

"You don't need to call me husband, APLUS will do, or you can call me Alex like Tony or my brother, whatever you want."

Song Ya tilted his head and motioned, "Sit down, haven't you been out for a long time? The record industry doesn't have that many rules."

"Okay." Shakira went and sat down with Cathy.

Well, there are two beauties, a blonde and a good girl, and a black-haired Latin girl. Song Ya feasted his eyes and glanced at the bathroom door subconsciously, just in time to see Tony pulling the school cheerleader girlfriend he had soaked into sneaking in.

"Tony! Behave," he scolded.

"I know, I know, soon." Tony smiled and closed the door from the inside.

"Have you debuted for a long time?" Cassidy was a little curious. "Already released an album?"

"Uh..." Shakira was even more embarrassed. "Yeah." Her voice was a little low, "Last year."

"Wow, that's amazing. I started to post at the age of fourteen." Cathy said with a smile: "APLUS, she's better than you."

"No, no, it's not like that." Shakira waved his hand repeatedly.

"How much does your first album sell?" Song Ya asked.

The girl rubbed her hands, buried her head very underreported.

"How much? I didn't hear clearly."

"Three thousand...less than."

"Ha... uh... ahem..."

Song Ya couldn't help but think of her disastrous first album cover, and almost laughed out loud, but quickly controlled it, "That's right, piracy in Latin America is very serious, right?" He eased his cheeks for the girl.

"Ok."

"Can you sing a song?" Cassidy assisted her. "I've heard you practice singing in the recording studio. You sing well, but I don't understand."

"No way." Shakira shook his head repeatedly.

"#￥%......" Her agent interrupted and blamed again.

&nb-FXXK doesn't have his own seat? "Song Ya turned around and glared at the guy.

"Sorry, sorry, Mr. APLUS." Her agent quickly disappeared automatically.

Shakira burst into laughter and relaxed a lot.

"It's okay, your singing skills are very good. Roberto Klevell gave me your album last year... Are you afraid of him? Would you like me to say hello to Roberto?" Song Ya asked.

"No need." She waved her hand quickly. "He is a rare good person. There are many brokers, drug cartels and even the military government in Latin America. Artists and players are all targeted."

"Actually, it's the same here. You'll know after two more years..."

After four hours passed quickly, a group of people got off the plane and got in the car and went straight to the hotel.

‘The first sale is big, APLUS is full of extravagance, and a convoy of 15 cars roars through the streets of Los Angeles. ’

In the evening, local tabloids published articles about tofu cubes.

"Michelle Pfeiffer's **** style poster is stolen again. It's hard to get a photo of all the rice?"

Song Ya was attracted by the front-page news. According to the news, the posters of Michelle Pfeiffer, the heroine of Batman's return, were stolen seriously. As soon as the basic theater was put up, it was secretly taken home and collected. Is she so attractive? She is almost thirty-five years old, right?"

"Hype, a very exciting hype, definitely, the curiosity of the audience, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, especially the curiosity of men, is all mobilized."

Yeremov admired.

"It seems that this film must be watched."

Since Batman Returns used Dolby's surround sound technology in the theater for the first time, Song Ya plans to find the opportunity to observe and observe, even without the sensational news of Cassetti's invitation and Michelle Pfeiffer.

The &nbV group's dressing issue. His own clothing brand is still too early to ship, and he does not want to reveal the popular style from the future in advance. According to the original MV, he temporarily planned three styles for young people to wear, one is sports and cheerleading school uniforms, and the other is seasonal fashion. , And another is street hip-hop skateboarding style.

I had a meeting with director Larry, costume stylist and others, and everyone agreed with Song Ya’s opinion. Anyway, he is a producer and pays half of the money. Whatever you say is what you say, and all these clothes are easy to run. Not expensive.

"Will you meet Terry Beard from DTS tomorrow? Okay, I know Alicia."

"Halley, what? It will be released on July 1st, is it? Need my help to make a hype? Yes, what are your arrangements?"

"Rise, you and Lao Song have returned to the United States? Okay, I will go to San Francisco to join you after shooting the MV."

In the evening, Song Ya, who asked professional stylist to make fake makeup, hugged Cassiti, while talking on the phone non-stop, while walking to the underground parking lot, Hayden took a good-looking 1960 white Chevrolet Corvette Stopped in front of him.

"It's a convertible." Hayden lowered the roof and opened the door for the two of them. "Unexpectedly, you have a good eye for the car, so I want to get one too."

"It's easy for you now."

Song Ya put on her sunglasses, blasted the accelerator, and whizzed away with Cathy.