Chicago 1990

After the MV was filmed, I got an apocalyptic song "Low". At the end of the full week, Song Ya's mentality quickly changed to hesitancy. Charisy left Chicago angrily after filming her scene, but did not refuse for a while. Joining the team to participate in Spike Lee's No. 6 call girl project, plus an important supporting role waiting for her after the Blade Warrior project is negotiated, there will be no problems.

Twenty-five-year-old Allen Pompei has been in Manhattan bars and clubs for a few years. It is not easy to be fooled. She hinted to Linda very clearly. Since she has had such a relationship with herself, she can’t be a waitress anymore. She is in the entertainment circle.

Song Ya didn’t have much interest in her, and didn’t want to maintain a long-term relationship. Yeremov asked about her in the Hollywood circle and learned that David Cap, one of the screenwriters of the No. 1 box office movie Jurassic Park, wanted to take it. Entering the director industry, Spielberg seemed to have promised him before and did not intend to go back, so Amperin Entertainment will invest in David Cap's self-written and directed debut novel: Mutant.

The film tells a horror story after the power outage of the whole rice. The cost is about five million dollars. The producer is not Catherine and his wife, but Yeremov asks their recommender to go to the crew to get a female number four, female number five and so on. There is nothing wrong with the role, which is almost enough to send Alan to Hollywood for a year and a half, and he can be considered generous to pay the bills. And Ellen Pompey has a bit of acting talent. If it wasn't for Ashley Judd to pick peaches during the cat and mouse game audition, she would get a good supporting role.

As for Amy Ake... that little French beauty who has not yet reached the age of nineteen is very likable. She has a celebrity love for herself like the other Amy, and she is also very simple. Some of the remaining MVs were not filmed, there is no shortage of her role, and her expectations are temporarily not so high.

In fact, the distinction between black and white in American society was relatively clear back then. White actresses would not rashly involve their old relationships with black hip-hop singers after they had certain resources and status. For example, Julianna Marguerite was the best example. After Mariah Carey caught **** in the bed, she never said anything about it, nor came to ask herself for any benefit.

She is a resident actor of the emergency room story. She has already filmed the second season. The pay and popularity are very good. The gossip scandal with her is not good for her, but it is also a major blow to her personal image. The gain is not worth the loss. She or her agent need not worry at all if she is rational. And if she replaced herself with George Clooney, who ran to Hollywood after a season of great popularity, she would definitely mention it endlessly, for sure.

Well, that's it, very stable, Song Ya walked out of the house, ready to take the car to the airport and fly directly to New York.

"Boy."

Old Mike was not in the car, so he took a box wrapped in gift paper and called him, "It's almost your 21st birthday, it's for you." The old man smiled rarely.

"Really? There are still two months left."

The old man had never given him anything, Song Ya happily opened it, and there was a black Glock pistol lying quietly in the box...

"Is it popular among you southerners to send guns for birthdays?"

He smiled bitterly. Although he knew that he could buy pistols in addition to wine at the age of 21, he still gave up the gift, "It’s not necessary? I have you, Mavota, and so many bodyguards... The fire axe is hidden."

"This gun is very easy to use. You can practice at the shooting range first and apply for relevant certificates. The process is very simple. According to Illinois law, you can almost have it on your birthday."

Old Mike picked up the gun, neatly demonstrated the loading and unloading of the magazine, and the insurance...

"Uh, well, I accept this gift, but it's safer for you to keep it first." Song Ya returned the box to him, "I can't catch the plane soon."

The old man looked unhappy, went back sternly, put the gun away, and drove silently.

"I don't like playing with that thing, Mike."

The group boarded the Gulfstream 4SP, Song Ya felt he was still sulking, and sat down to explain.

"There are no boys who don't like to play."

"Uh... my public political stance may need to be on the side of the gun ban, so..."

"You can not drive, but you have to know, don't you?"

"I am a poor boy from Nancheng and I came from Mike. Everyone is born there."

"But you can't hit it."

"OK, OK, I listen to you."

The old man got on the bar, and Song Ya felt that he also needed to coax, so he agreed first, and it turned out that it was very effective.

"Mimi..."

His wife was not at home. During New York Fashion Week, Manhattan was crowded with celebrities in the fashion industry, especially in Bryant Park and the high-end hotels on Fifth and Sixth Avenues. There were parties, dinners, and charity auctions. At the invitation of Jarno, he came to the dinner party of Givenchy parent company LVMH (Louis Vuitton Moet Hennessy Group). Givenchy himself sold the company to LVMH in 1988 and officially retired this year. It was designed by John Galliano. .

"Have fun in Chicago this week?" Mariah Carey took his arms naturally.

"It's okay, it's just too tired, and finally finished filming the MV." Song Ya didn't change her face.

"Humph."

She also lied casually, and soon the two of them stuck together affectionately and began to attack.

"John, we are all looking forward to your show tomorrow."

The female star is so polite and polite to top costume designers. She enjoys it, and her energy is exactly the same as Hallie's chance to meet any famous director and actress.

Song Ya is more painful. This kind of party is always filled with all kinds of perfumes. European-style middle-aged men, writhing and wearing fancy gays, gangs of thin and weak. Long-legged supermodels, local celebrities from the United States, fashion media editors wandering around, and high-end scammers and pimps who get invitations are of all kinds.

In this endless vanity fair, the only thing everyone has in common is that they have a wine glass in their hands.

The party venue was huge, but Song Ya soon found Mila holding Luc Besson's arms.

The French in the fashion industry have a certain degree of dominance, while the film industry is on the contrary. Hollywood is relying on special effects blockbusters to break through the world’s defenses. In various countries, the position of famous directors who can resist Hollywood offensive and defend the local box office is very Gao, and Luc Besson is very popular in France. He and Mira are very popular at parties. They are always surrounded by many people. Even if he is casually dressed, he can even be said to be unruffled. The crowd is rigorously dressed for fear of being singled out. The crowd blinked very much.

Mila wore a high-definition evening dress, laughed openly and radiantly beside him from time to time, as if she had returned to the center of the New York social circle.

So Song Ya was in a bad mood again.

"The financial giant cheated the daughter of Jovovich, look now, after climbing on the bed of a famous French director, now she can go on a big show again."

"Which scene?"

"It seems to be FENDI."

"It's disgusting, Gal Lagerfeld would use her to show her! I know the sister whose credit card was stolen by her. It would be nice to be there today."

"Why don't you call her over?"

"Forget it, she won't be torn with a liar's daughter at LVMH parties!"

Some celebrities' rumors and rumors spread to him and Mariah Carey, "Shall we go and say hello to your ex-girlfriend?" his wife asked with ulterior motives.

"Don't make trouble."

Two pairs treat each other as air, but some things are just so coincidental.

"Spike's suspense will be in theaters next week. I know that I don’t have time to go to the premiere. He told me in private that he had given up on himself and was going to work on the film of Call Girl Six. I? I won’t be a guest. , What about you? There are also cameos?"

He and Mariah Carey then met Woody Allen, who was also the New York gang leader with Spike Lee. They planned to stop and chat, but forgot that Woody Allen is an invincible nagging old man.

"I don’t make guest appearances. Although I like to make guest appearances in movies, I want to say that he didn’t go the right way this time. His choice of returning from commercial films to art films was correct, but the script was not good. Consume your own influence."

"Me? I'm currently conceiving a script, I want to deconstruct...to some extent, I, an old writer, a romantic lover, see a lover, full of lies..."

"Uh, in the end, he naturally fell into an abominable end, and he couldn't even find a companion back to school to receive the medal, so he had to pay for an African-American prostitute."

"He met many characters in the book along the way, his own book..."

The old man babbled and talked more and more. Song Ya and his wife listened and nodded frequently while squeezing their smiles. Finally Mariah Carey couldn’t stand it~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I went to the bathroom, dear. "

Damn it, urinating! "I'll be with you." Song Ya also wanted to run.

"No, no, you can stay here." She refused on the spot.

Song Ya stared at her, she smirked and ran away.

But Woody Allen was immediately called away by other friends, so he was left alone, heading to the bathroom to welcome his wife, and happened to meet Mira, who was also alone.

"Hi."

"Hi..."

The two of them greeted each other somewhat awkwardly and somewhat naturally. She lowered her head and smiled, and just stepped up and wanted to leave, "I heard that you are starting to show the top brands again?" Song Ya asked.

"Yes, FENDI." She stopped.

"The line designed by Karl Lagerfeld, the Lafayette?"

"Of course, the big show here in New York."

"Where's your boyfriend?" I still couldn't hold back, and asked a bit sourly.

"He, over there, with French friends." Miramo answered while touching the rim of the glass.

"What did he promise you? Starring in a big production? Hehe, be careful of those directors who cheat actresses."

I knew very well that I shouldn’t have said some things by myself, but Song Ya couldn’t control it at all. He was just unhappy. The thought of her being with Luc Besson was unhappy. If I didn’t say, I would feel depressed to death. ."

"I will be careful, thank you."

"Ok."

No words to talk, Song Ya remembered that there is a girl rock song NoSleep2nite from that football film in the Apocalypse song, "I...I wrote a light rock song, are you interested? Do you still like singing? ?"

Mira was very surprised, and she was stunned for a while, "I...er, I don't know, I'm going over there first." She pointed to Song Ya behind her.

When she turned her head, Mariah Carey stood with a sullen face under the lamplight.