Chicago 1990

　　 Song Ya seemed to be worrying, so in the evening, Lori made a direct call to the house and told Tony that his first MV was about to start shooting.

　　 Ten days later, Sunday, at one o'clock in the afternoon, the four brothers and sisters went out of the cave.

　　 Tony hugged a woman with a hot body. The two of them were sticky all the way, and they couldn't walk straight. Explicit love words and laughter got into the ears of the people behind from time to time.

　　 "Bi Chi."

Connie sneered at the exaggerated buttocks of the black girl in front of her, and whispered to Song Ya: "Look at this disgusting butt. When we were with Tony before, it was definitely not so big. I don't know if the two broke up. How many men's beds has she climbed in a while!"

　　 Song Ya, who was holding Emily's small hand, smiled, but did not respond.

　　 The relationship between men and women is very messy. Separation and reunification are as common as eating and drinking. Tony went to call, and when his ex-girlfriend heard that he had the opportunity to show his face in the MV, he immediately ‘changed his mind’.

　　 No wonder Connie will be upset.

　　 But Song Ya, who has traveled for almost a month, has a very thorough understanding of Tony's rough and subtle character, and it is not always certain who plays with whose feelings.

　　 A group of people crossed the street and came to the signboard of the ‘XX Dance Classroom’. A ‘silencer’ dressed in western-style sunglasses was guarding the door with AK from left to right.

　　 "Hey~ look, see who this is? I'm almost afraid to recognize it!"

　　 Tony stepped forward and made fun of "Muffler", and the other party responded with a shy smile.

　　 "Well, hurry up and get things done. We only rent the venue until five o'clock, and the neighborhood is very unsafe all night."

　　 AK finished greeting, took out a stack of documents and distributed them neatly to everyone.

Song Ya glanced at the piece of paper that was stuffed into his own hand. It should be a document about the authorization of the personal image in the MV. "We are not 18 years old, do we not need the consent of the guardian to sign this?" He was a little confused. .

　　 "You will die if you don't speak?"

　　 Tony waved it, threw the pen into Song Ya's hand, pointed to his head, and said to AK: "Don't pay attention to him, he has a problem here recently."

　　AK patted Song Ya on the shoulder and explained with a smile, "No one cares about these small details."

　　 Taking advantage of Song Ya's signature, he said to Tony again: "After entering, help Al to maintain order. After the filming officially starts, everything will follow the director."

　　 "Don't worry, leave it to me."

　　 Tony took the lead and kissed his ex-girlfriend on the cheek again. "Have you heard? From today, brother has been in the entertainment industry."

　　 Connie rolled her eyes from behind.

Since the first day of the journey, Song Ya has not stopped observing everything around him. Since the deterioration of public security, Chicago has tightened the approval of entertainment venues, especially nightclubs that allow liquor sales. It can be said that every house stands behind. With a black-and-white character who eats everything, every day he makes money.

Judging from the obvious hippie-style graffiti in the 70s and 80s in the passage after entering the door, the mottled and disrepaired facilities and decoration, the faint smell of urine in the corners, and the old-fashioned central dance floor, this'dance classroom' should have been It's a discotheque. After being'exhausted', it had to be transformed into a dance teaching venue.

　　 Except for the director and a few staff members who are fiddling with the equipment, 20 to 30 young men and women on the dance floor have begun to twist their bodies to the music, and the atmosphere is good.

The music is played by Lori’s rap album. Song Ya’s first feeling... is really not good. It is also a chanting. The songs of Lori are obviously much more mediocre than those often played on the radio, especially the words. Forget it too.

　　 "Hey! Tony!"

　　 Al waved to Tony from the DJ station, "Come here!"

　　 Tony ran over, he hung the monitor earphones around Tony's neck, "Don't move any settings, just remember this volume knob, when I give you the signal..." He taught Tony some simple operations.

　　 "Understand!"

　　 Tony put on the monitor earphones excitedly, and immediately twisted them exaggeratedly with the music. His hands were still on the controller, pretending to be like that.

　　 "Hey! Isn't this Tony?"

　　 As soon as Al walked away, a young girl with heavy make-up immediately leaned over, "Remember me? I'm level 11..."

　　 "Bi Chi!"

　　 ex-girlfriend cursed, and rushed to take the oath of sovereignty.

Song Ya saw everything in his eyes, and thought of the'silencer' with five people and six people at the door. Who would have thought that just ten days ago, the two of them were the defeated dogs who were just driven by the football team. just now!

　　 "So, Tony's'career' plan is completely successful!" He sighed in his heart.

　　 "We are fast!"

　　 Connie’s attention was completely on the dance floor, and found that Al was already arranging positions, she hurriedly pulled Songya and Emily over.

　　 "Hey, APLUS!" Al blinked at Song Ya, well, ten days later, his nickname has been spread to everyone.

　　 Connie got her wish and stood in a prominent position with Song Ya. Tony’s ex-girlfriend leaned aside, and Emily and several peers were placed in the front row.

　　 "Everyone! Everyone!"

　　 The director is the only white person on the scene today. After tuning the machine, he stood behind the camera and shouted with open arms.

　　 Al snapped his fingers at Tony, and Tony turned off the music.

　　 "Wait for the filming to start, everyone's eyes will be focused on me..." The director began to talk about various precautions.

　　 In fact, this is the cheapest kind of MV. The singer sings in the front, and the people in the back twist to the music and it's done.

　　 "OK, ready to start." After the director explained, he went back and stared at the viewfinder.

　　 Several high-power fill lights are turned on at the same time.

　　 Tony replayed the music at Al's sign, "!" the director shouted.

　　 To say that racial talent is really unwarranted, everyone twists like that, and everyone can improvise, and the atmosphere on the dance floor is getting more and more exciting.

　　 "Ka!" The director suddenly stopped and the music stopped. He pointed at Song Ya, "You! Don't look left and right! Find the beat! Beat!"

　　 "Oh! Okay, ok, sorry." Song Ya felt like she was going to suffer.

　　 After a while, the director called to stop again. It was Song Ya.

　　 "You stand in the back row!"

　　 "Card!"

　　 "You! Still you! Stand back!"

Song Ya was a little annoyed, because he didn't know how to dance, and the crowd smelled of perfume mixed with the excitement, he was a little out of breath, "Forget it, I won't dance." He simply left the stage and retreated to Tony's. Around.

　　 "You have a problem! You have a big problem!" Tony glared at him, not angry, "Do you think there are many opportunities like this!?"

　　 Song Ya shrugged, "I am not very comfortable with this kind of occasion."

　　 The director was so happy that Lori appeared on the sidelines and immediately diverted everyone's attention.

　　 "Welcome everyone, Lolo Lori!" Al loudly created the atmosphere.

　　 All the young women started screaming...

Little Lori has put on makeup, and is very refreshed when he is dressed. He is not like other rappers. He does not have tattoos and does not wear any gang signs. There is nothing killing, poisoning, **** in the lyrics, even too swearing. Not a few words.

　　 Apart from being a little self-centered, Song Ya has a good impression of him.

　　 Little Lori stands in position C, and the director announces the official start of filming.

　　 I didn't think I was jumping on the court, and I felt that time flies very slowly when I became a bystander. "I'm going out to get some breath." He said to Tony.

　　 Tony wore the earphones and twisted, his eyes were on Al in the middle of the field. He kept remembering Al’s telling him to pay attention to the signal, and he was extremely focused.

But Al is busy now. Al is responsible for the ventriloquism part of rap, which is to simulate the sound of various musical instruments such as drums. This kind of performance seems to be popular now. He is standing next to Lori and moving towards the camera. Hit it. Of course, they are all lip-synching.

　　 So Song Ya hid from the camera and walked out alone, but he remembered the wrong direction, followed the passage and walked into an office inside the building.

　　 "DJs in major cities have received our unofficial albums by mail. Do you want to know how they responded."

　　 A super strong black bass came from the office.

　　 "Go ahead," the other person responded. UU Reading www.uukanshu.cOM

"Philadelphia's Philby said that if a person sings like a maiden, looks like a maiden, and the lyrics are like a maiden, then he is a maiden. Lotter in Miami said that he would not admit that this is rap music. Atlanta’s BOI told us to stay in the north and eat X. New Yorkers said that the music in the Brooklyn trash bin was better than us. Los Angeles sent us some records saying that we wanted us to listen to real music!"

　　 "Whose responsibility! You don't listen to my agent. My plan is to make a reputation in Chicago first, and then in the country..."

　　 "No reputation! Chicago's DJs are all about my face and my money!"

　　 "We can also give Philadelphia money and New York money..."

"FXXX! That's a bottomless pit! And now it's too late to give the money. That can only prevent them from being the first villains to jump out. Those shameless **** who step on the bottom will jump out when they smell blood. Laugh at Lowry, laugh at you, laugh at me, laugh at everything!"

　　 "Then... leave them alone. When the MV comes out, we can focus on the young women market. Lowry's image is very popular with girls."

"This can only be done, but my record company is a small business and can no longer take big risks. The first batch of cassettes has been reduced to five thousand, and they are only distributed in Chicago. Vinyl records and digital CDs are temporarily suspended, and the MV is on TV. Make plans after promotion."

　　 "FXXX! Five thousand? That is tantamount to surrendering before the war, tantamount to admitting that we are finished!"

　　 "We are done!"

　　 "No, at least ten thousand. Now a dog can sell a record for ten thousand."

　　 "Six thousand."

　　 "Eight Thousand..."

　　 "Seven thousand, FXXX! Why are we bargaining for this!?"