Chicago 1990

Latest website: Next weekend, the two met again at the APLUS MV shooting scene...

"You two, and Amy Ake! Come here! The three of you stand together and stand side by side."

The crew took a two-story nightclub, and the director Zach Schneider pulled the two and a beautiful girl to the front railing on the second floor, "Get the champagne glasses, and then follow the music... Forget it, I won’t talk about you. You know, someone on the stage will take you to twist."

Zach hurriedly ordered a few words to coordinate other people's positions. The cat and mouse game plot requires a large number of beautiful white girls. The quality of the actors in the audition movie is also much higher than the audition MV. Now the nightclub is wearing hot Yingying Yanyan. It can be said that the beauty of every girl is much higher than the average. For the stingy Song Ya, this kind of good resource must be used.

"I remember you, dance my life audition...Hello Amy."

Charis had an impression of Amy Ake, "I heard later that if you break your leg in an accident, that character is likely to be yours."

Amy Ake, who is a lot more mature than then, but still has a strong French temperament, smiles bitterly: "I finally got out of that thing. After dancing my life, I always kept thinking about if a girl The Lord is mine, if my leg doesn’t break... Then I can only go to a psychiatrist..."

"Oh, poor sister..." Charis hugged her, "Are you also on the cat and mouse game crew?"

"Well, I'm a female student who is applying for a flight attendant, and there are many girls here with me too, hi!" Amy Ake waved hello to the girls on the first floor.

"Any lines?" Allen Pompeo asked.

"Yes, in one sentence, it is to report the name of your character." Amy Ake didn't have any thoughts, what to say.

The two also looked at each other empathically.

At this time, a few large fill lights were turned on, and the nightclub was brightly illuminated, especially where the three of them lived, and Zac directed two cameras to move over, one on each side.

It doesn't look like a dark concert auditorium, but the configuration of the nightclub to watch the show. Everyone is taken care of by the lights. It shouldn't be a problem to be in front of the camera. The girls cheered loudly and happily. There was jealousy in his eyes.

"It looks pretty good." Allen Pompei was in a better mood. "In order to stay in Los Angeles for another week, I will stay in the car for two days, Charis, do you have a place to live in Los Angeles?"

"I live with a friend." She spoke to Bannunu, the fat follower who was hiding behind her.

"Amy Acker, how about you?"

"My mother and I are staying at the hotel, and we will return to Texas tomorrow." Amy Aker replied.

"Fxxk, then I have to go back to New York and continue to be the **** waiter. This trip to Hollywood is really like a dream. I hope that the APLUS movie and MV will give me some opportunities after the release."

Allen Pompire cursed.

"By the way, Amy, Alan, did APLUS help you get the role?" Charis still wanted to ask clearly, "Go ahead, you are leaving here."

"Mr. Yeremov informed my mother. He said he was sorry for dancing my life last time." Amy Ake shook his head.

"Well, APLUS's brother, NAS, has touched me up before. He brags to me that APLUS can arrange a role for me. I really believe in the evil of those black...African rappers. Fortunately, I was not slept by that guy!"

Allen Bonpai said more and more angry, "Hey, can this drink?" She raised the champagne glass in her hand and asked the staff.

"Of course, please." The staff pointed to the bar in the nightclub, "Today is all APLUS treats, but don't get drunk, otherwise you will suffer."

"Huh!" She and Charisy immediately sipped the low-quality champagne with excitement, and then went to the bar to refill their glasses.

"Charis, are you of drinking age?" Amy Aker asked weakly.

"This is Hollywood, good girl." Charisi turned her head and smiled.

"OMG..."

At this time, the nightclub filed into a large group of cool black girls, and a small number of black and white men. Sister Taraji turned her head like a big sister. Looking at the high-value white girls in the nightclub, she rolled her eyes and said, "Did I come here? The temple of APLUS?"

"She is a former assistant of APLUS, we know." Charisy showed off to Ellen Pomp, "Hi, Taraji!"

"Hey, Charis, how about APLUS people?" Taraji naturally recognized her.

"I don't know." Charis shook her head.

"Oh." Taraji looked down at the nightclub, saw Mawota's tall figure sticking to the door of a closed box, and stepped over.

The three returned to the original place and found that it was already occupied by the two girls. "Zac!" Charis rolled her eyes at them.

"Go where you should stay!" Zach yelled at the two girls back.

"Won't Mimi come to kill you when he sees the outside scene?" Taraji walked into the box smoothly and asked Song Ya, who was wearing a Hawaiian shirt.

"You should be careful. She doesn't know that it was you that night." Song Ya glared at her: "She has eyeliner. Do you think I will do anything to girls outside?"

"Blam me."

Taraji rolled his eyes, "Which song is the MV for today?"

"AiSeEuTePego."

"What... ghost?"

"Portuguese song."

"Do you speak Portuguese?"

"Just know how to sing, go outside and help Zac, so that the girls you brought don't get together, you know, I don't want to be scolded by the black community." Song Ya urged her.

"OK OK, don't push me, I will go by myself." Taraji left the box and helped Zach Schneider coordinate his position.

"Ladies and gentlemen, come with me, 1, 2, 3..."

Dion Wilson, who had adjusted the equipment, stepped onto the stage and began to stir up the atmosphere, and then a Latin-faced band played on stage. The simple, beautiful and brainwashed accordion melody is the characteristic of this song. Charis and the others twisted to accompany the melody.

"APLUS!"

Half an hour later, Dion Wilson introduced Song Ya loudly to the stage, and the atmosphere reached its climax. The girls screamed and cheered excitedly.

The small scene, "Pay attention to the camera." Song Ya easily calmed them down immediately, and watched while wearing their ears. Well, very good, the most beautiful white girls, the quality of the black girls are also good, and the sporadic flower arrangement station A few men, very correct, very balanced, "When I sing, you guys..."

He demonstrated a few simple hand movements, "Look at me... the left hand points forward with me, and then the right hand follows me in a circle..."

"Okay now we start."

Feeling that the girls are almost done, they don't need to be neat. He turned his head and gestured to the band, "Nossa, nossa..." the accompaniment sounded, raised the microphone, and he began to sing the Portuguese lyrics specifically for foley phonetics.

"Ahhhh! He knows Portuguese and APLUS knows Portuguese!" Several girls with Latin descent fainted immediately and happily.

"She's really a genius..." Allen Pompey twisted with emotion.

"Lens lens..." Amy Ake noticed that the lens was slowly moving closer to the three people's chests and faces.

The three women stopped talking, their faces were full of smiles, their cheeks flushed, and they twisted their waists to the music, the beautiful champagne color dangling in the glass in their hands, following the rhythm of the charming man on the stage, left hand and right hand...

"Sábadona, Agaleracome?ouadan?ar..."

The colorful nightclubs, the graceful beautiful girls under the stage, the faint smell of wine in the air, Song Ya remembered the lyrics of another song WhateverYouLike in the second junior high school, "My money is piled up, bullet glasses are filled with ice, I can drink good wine all night long, baby, I can give you whatever you want...'

That's it, that's it...

He had seen the three white acquaintances in front of the railing on the second floor opposite ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ smiled at them and blew kisses.

Except for a few individual songs in the second specialization, it is all about pleasure, women and material consumption. The ultimate hedonism, the overall tone of his second specialization can only be this, so it is very good...

A few days ago, MJ just released the first single Scream in his new album "History", Roar, he and her sister, DIVA Janet Jackson, face grim faces at the camera, singing controversial lyrics, pointing up. , Kept venting the grievances in the heart for the 1993 case.

I don't want this, I don't want this...

Pay attention to the beautiful women in my song, pay attention to the materialistic flow in my song, enjoy the music, love, money, hormones, carefree...

What a wonderful world...

Nossa, nossa, Assimvocêmemata...