Chicago 1990

"William, you can't lose."

Allison reacted quickly and fiercely. He was indeed an old fox. When the first reporter came to his door, he announced on the spot that a large-scale sermon speech would be held outside the church tomorrow, and he had already begun to simultaneously apply for permission to parade.

This pastor’s inciting ability is top-notch. He wouldn’t guess who was turning over the old accounts. Peter seemed to be a bit ignited. Campaign manager Eli called to remind him after a while and finally went to Columbia College in person.

No way, Song Ya had to temporarily put down the sweet and delicious blonde and white girl, and only hurriedly filmed a few one-man shows, accompanied Eli to William's church, personally endorsed the platform and accompanied him to visit the parish council at night for an emergency meeting, "I And Aunt Susie is so supportive."

Aunt Susie also used a sum of money Song Ya gave her for private use and donated it to the diocese to help William.

"I know I know."

William was so moved that he choked, "I will return you and Susie. Although Allison used to be my teacher, his remarks are really terrible. I can't even believe that the person in the news is He has always been shouting for equal rights activities..."

"Oh, William." Aunt Susie was so distressed that she took his arm.

Song Ya and Eli rolled their eyes after they looked at each other, and this kind of hypocritical remarks deceived Aunt Susie, but at this critical juncture, William must be united. Peter could not bear the consequences of his counseling back.

"In short, we will not let Ellison's protests happen easily, but if he forces the people to make trouble, the street casualties will be uncontrollable, so tomorrow you must stop this possibility from happening, and in the council Pulled him off the horse at the official meeting."

Eli asked William very seriously: "So can we trust you?"

"Don't worry, I have no retreat."

If you don’t advance, you will retreat. William knows that now is the decisive moment, "Oh, yes, Susie, if... if I successfully replace Allison, would you be willing to serve as a director on the parish council?"

"I, haha, I can't..." Aunt Susie laughed in a black voice and waved her hand.

"Promise, Aunt Susie, William is also kind."

Even if this William still has a bit of conscience, Susie's getting the board of directors seat on the parish council is equivalent to getting her own, which is a further increase in influence, "Okay, OK, I go to meetings occasionally, right?" Song Ya persuaded.

Watching her and William get in the car and leave, "I have troubled you with APLUS today. I'm sorry, that guy Alison has to make things so ugly. You and Susie are spending a lot of money?" Eli asked.

"You have been fired Eli."

Song Ya left his words and walked to Old Mike in the distance.

"What? Wait for APLUS, what do you mean?" Eli chased after him.

"You have been fired. You seem to have forgotten that it is my crisis PR. You have brought me new troubles for Peter more than once, so what's the point of hiring you?"

Old Mike opened the car door, and Song Ya turned around and said: "And now everything we cooperate with, the follow-up development of everything will exceed your and Peter's commitment. I have to pay more energy and money for this, you also said Today, Susie and I are spending money again. I am the one who pays, and I am not satisfied with this state of cooperation. I warned you last time. Did you forget?"

"APLUS..."

"I'll let Goodman talk to you about the ending. Goodbye." Song Ya got in the car and closed the door.

"Peter's side..." Eli

"I just fired you, nothing to do with Peter."

Old Mike started the car, Song Ya complained to Linda, "Did this guy fall in love with Peter? He is still thinking about Peter at this time."

"Is it a bit unwise? Peter may reward Eli for a more important state government post after he wins the election." Linda asked.

"I have to send them a signal. Is this using my wallet as an ATM?"

Now all the subordinates around me have this trend. In the beginning, they always choose words that are nice to them. Then the follow-up development of the matter will be just a little bit beyond their original pledge, but the result is quite in line with theirs. Personal interest……

On Eli's side, he unknowingly paid more than one million for Peter's campaign, which is one million. How much is the amount involved in the Whitewater case left by the current chief in the governorship of Arkansas? It's a small account of tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands, with a maximum of hundreds of thousands.

On Yeremov's side, whether he went beyond his authority to communicate with Marvel privately is still a mystery. A+ Apparel President Scout expanded 300 counters this year, and it just so happened that he cooperated with his old club Sears Department Store. Those counters of the company suffered an overall loss, in the summer when T-shirt sales were the hottest.

Needless to say, Dilai made it clear that he did everything possible to not let go of the profits of A+ Audio before he got 15% of the equity incentives, and he could vote as much as he earned.

And Hamlin. It seems a bit too enthusiastic to appear around Xue Linfen... I didn't want to green me, shit! ?

"APLUS, you just sit down."

After clearing up his mood, the next day, he let Linda Radio stay on his body, always paying attention to the situation at the Allison Mission, and returned to the set together.

"Attention! All units pay attention!"

On the stage, the seven girls in robes each had a chair, lined up in a row, and the director slapped his hands and shouted: "Clearing begins today! Only a minimum number of people! Men! Please leave here!"

All the idle people in the theater were invited out. In addition to the necessary photography, lighting and other crew members, other men also left with regretful expressions.

"Squeak..."

The theater door was closed, and the lights were all black, then two rhinestone chandeliers turned on, and the faint fill lights on both sides, a circular beam of light struck down from the top, covering the protagonist. Yourself.

"APLUS, hands." The director reminded.

He recalled the original MV, supported the back of the seat next to him with one arm, and raised his legs with a big look.

"Very good, very good..." The director was satisfied, "You can..." He gestured to the girls.

"Hula..." The girls with a whip in their hands lifted their robes, revealing almost completely exposed bodies. Only a small round patch was used in the front, and underneath is a small that can hardly be wrapped around. Pants, and X letter.

If his second special '21' is really given a dirty mark by the RIAA, the main culprit is this MV.

The mainstream aesthetic for women in this era is thin. The supermodels headed by Kate Moss are all thin. The only difference is that some are like tablets like Kate Moss and Mira, and some are like Naomi Campbell and Tyra. Banks is so thin, Hollywood actresses are actually much thinner than ordinary people in order to cope with the stretch effect of the big screen.

And the representative MV that the bottom black people love is the female image in the title single BabyGotBackMV of SirMix-A-Lot, the rapper of SirMix-A-Lot, the rapper of his old friend, Rubin. The other extreme.

The dancer in the original MV has the advantages of both. The front and back are straight and plump, but when the body curve reaches the waist, or when it reaches the slinky line, the dancers are immediately narrowed and become slender without lack of strength. And the vigorous wild vitality.

This kind of figure is difficult to find in ordinary people without targeted training, and girls of this year will not consciously exercise in that direction, so Sony Columbia Records interviewed many dancers in order to meet its own requirements. Just made up these seven.

Their height and posture are closer to ordinary people than models, but the front and back parts are larger and softer than dancers who have been trained for many years...

This situation caused Song Ya to take a deep breath unconsciously and straighten her back slightly.

"Preparation for accompaniment, dance finger..."

Wu Zhi went to take away the robes from the ground, "!" After the board hit, the music sounded and the girls began to dance.

Humhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...

EarnedIt is a very lustful song. The music does not flow in a smooth curve, but rises and falls, like a hand stroking on that curve. He sings in her ears and breathes. The sentimental and ambiguous side of R&B is about to express to the extreme.

"Very good, do it again!"

One shot is taken very quickly, and then the next one is taken immediately, without having to do anything, just watch and enjoy.

"OK, very good, very good, this one is over."

At some point, Charis appeared behind him, "They are so beautiful...I really envy women who don't have to go on a diet."

Song Ya looked back, she was still wrapped in that white silk robe, her hands wrapped around her chest.

"Is it your turn?"

Song Ya noticed that she was wearing very delicate makeup, which was so beautiful.

"Yeah." She lowered her head, embarrassed again.

‘SoI\'macareforyou, you, you......’

The voice processing of the original singer in EarnedIt is the same. The first syllable is high, and the next one is recovered immediately, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey!

The seven girls went to the backstage to take a short break. Song Ya and her stepped onto the stage. The staff brought in the mat. She kept looking around, especially those men...

"There can be no fewer people." The director explained.

"Yeah." She took off her robe, leaving only the skin-like lace underwear, and the perfect body of nearly 1.8 meters appeared in front of everyone.

Song Ya immediately heard the sound of someone swallowing, frowned and looked over, a lighting engineer shrank his head behind the fill light.

The director urged. She unnaturally touched her arm and lay down, the camera was very close, not far from her neck.

‘You\’remyfavoritekindofnight, SoIlovewhenyoucallunexpected! ’

The makeup artist patched up some putty on the part she was going to be photographed to fill up the small blemishes common to white women. Soon, the filming was officially started. Song Ya followed her song while lip-synching, while leaning over, her head lowered. The smell of perfume makes the nose slightly itchy...

"She is shaking." The photographer reminded the director.

"It's okay, that's fine." The director replied, "Chalice, tilt your head over..."

She glanced at the lens of her eyeglasses and obediently tilted her head in the opposite direction.

With blonde hair all over the floor, her body was only a few fingers away from her face. Song Ya admired the beautiful curves and the skin that was gradually reddening, and sang down, from the earlobe to the neck, and then down.

When her chin accidentally touched her, she immediately giggled so that her chest fell together.

"Charis!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll be fine right away." She was a little panic.

"My." Song Ya took the initiative to take the error.

"You're a bit...a bit scumbag." She didn't dare to turn her face to look at each other, and put her back of her hand on her mouth and smiled.

"Ok."

"Alright? Let's continue?" the director asked quietly after waiting for a while.

"OK."

When the director announced that the shot was finished, she immediately got up and put on the robe that the fat attendant handed over, "I, I will go backstage first, and it will be fine soon."

"Go ahead."

Song Ya watched her leave, and simply sat on the ground for a while.

When the lamppost came back again, he squinted, and he got up and followed the director's guidance to where he should stand.

The seven cool girls appeared again, the waves were raging, but he was feeling hotter and hotter in his full suit.

Fortunately, the script required him not to focus on any of them, and the camera lens slowly pulled over, and he continued to lip-synch with the music.

Causegirlyou\'reperfect!

In the middle and later part of the song, the accompaniment suddenly became gorgeous and high-spirited. The slings of the workers before came in handy. Charisy fell from the sky under the light of the fill light, and she seemed to wear nothing. He lifted his body and formed a serpentine curve full of seduction.

Thewayyouworkit! Causegirlyouearnedit! Girlyouearnedit!

Song Ya ignored the camera, leaning close to this perfect artwork, singing and admiring, Onthatlonelynight...

There was a strong alcohol in her mouth. It seemed to solve the tension problem. The effect was very good. She flicked her long hair coquettishly when the beat arrived on time. When she looked over, her perfect face was facing herself.

My God is too lethal! Song Ya shouted in his heart.

"Very good! Let's do it again, hang it up, the upper one!" Old Larry, a student who was really dumbfounded, shouted to the theater worker who was in charge of the sling.

"Hahaha, shameful!" She laughed and was hung up by the same way again.

"APLUS, are you okay?" The director noticed that Song Ya was frowning in a daze, "It's okay, the person who tied the rope was invited from the notebook, very professional, you don't need to worry about Charis."

"I didn't... uh, forget it."

Song Ya shook his head. He just showed a movie clip of Apocalypse. A woman was **** like Charis and stayed in a room full of props...

"APLUS, William just prevented most of the people from taking to the streets by Allison's instigation, and a small number of people were also dispersed and cleared."

"Hahaha!"

In the evening, after learning that William had replaced Ellison in the priesthood, Song Ya generously invited the entire crew to a party at A+ Records. Charisy smiled very happily with a glass of wine in his office, "You know what? The person responsible for hanging Suo's old man has particularly wretched eyes!"

"You can tell me at that time." Song Ya put an elbow on the sofa behind her and clinked glasses with her.

"It's okay, he didn't do anything." She drank the wine in one glass.

The fat attendant was still with her, Song Ya had to drink wine for the time being, but soon discovered something was wrong, she was a little bit up, and she was drinking a lot more than herself, so she was not drunk at all, "Charlis, You drink well?"

"Inherited, did you forget that my dad is an alcoholic?" she replied.

"But after he drinks..."

Song Ya understood the girl's psychology a bit. Wasn't her father just trying to do something to her after drinking, and then was shot by her mother? Why is it so calm now?

"I don’t know. I didn’t drink it at the beginning anyway. After I came to Hollywood, I would inevitably drink it on different occasions. Anyway, I’ve never been drunk, so I just let it go. My drinking can help me conversely adjust those A guy who drinks badly." She blinked at Song Ya intentionally.

"is it?"

Song Yaxin said that you had said it earlier. If you knew that I would not drink it at all, the wine was rushing, so I just said something, "Your friend is a bit introverted, don't you want to go out and meet more people?"

"You..." Charisi immediately turned her head and muttered a few words to the fat attendant~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and dismissed her who rolled her eyes.

Song Ya rushed forward.

"Uh, uh, you...your song is really nice to APLUS, and the lyrics are also...very flavorful." She clumsy left and right under the attack, but still slightly resisted the taste, looking for a chance to go too far, no Words find words.

"Right? It's exquisite." Don't make senseless struggles if you can't escape, want to talk about what happened all night? Song Ya pressed the turntable, "Yousaiditwouldn\'tbelove, Butwefelttherush..."

The music is flowing, and the rhythm of the time is deep and shallow as if it is describing the eyes of the lover, spraying wine, ears and temples, going in and out of the emotional forbidden zone, pleasing each other, torturing...

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