Chicago 1990

Chapter 803: ?Unplugged concert

As the time entered November, the announcement was always very busy. At the end of the year, the couple’s work cycle, Mariah Carey went to Tokyo, and Song Ya appeared in the small theater prepared for him on MTV, for the first time in life. Plug-in concert rehearsal.

"The musicians go over, and the chorus is here..."

Old Larry, who directed Mariah Carey’s last unplugged concert, was obliged to come over and help, "The piano is there..." He still kept his habit, standing in the corner looking at the monitor, and let his assistants do the specific work. After shooting out of my life, he quit his teaching position, and the cheap and easy-to-use students around him gradually went solo, so he could only be replaced by professional assistants.

MTV's big-name host and producer Les Garland is also there. "The audience can be assured of APLUS. I guarantee at least those in the front row are professional."

These days, the paradigm of his concerts is that the front row audience is close enough to watch the concert on the edge of the stage. Pop stars use young men and women, and old country and rock bands use older whites. These "professional audiences" can Half-truth and half-truth show emotions such as worship, excitement and **** according to the rhythm of the song. At the same time, it can also prevent those passers-by who actually bought the tickets from getting into trouble in front of the camera.

For MTV, the broadcast effect on their own TV station is the most important. As long as the bottom line of "Unplugged Sing" is not faked, everything else can be accommodating.

"Thanks, Les."

Now that he is different, Song Ya patted his arm friendly.

"The concert is a one-off sale, there is no possibility of remedy afterwards." Les Garland reminded, "At most, we will quietly fix your sound afterwards..."

"I understand, in short, thank you very much, and say hello to Mr. Lei Shidong." Song Ya smiled.

"Okay, don't bother you rehearsing."

Les Galland saw Brenda come on stage with a microphone, so he left with interest.

"Ahem, my old lady is finally going to be red back."

Brenda is very proud. The sales of the original soundtrack of my life are very good, but she sang several songs in chorus. She has a lot of weight. She has not many chances to show up. She has always been a popular singer. She values ​​this opportunity very much. Try my paragraph." She said to the pianist and musicians.

Unplugged concerts are usually shows by singers or bands. They don’t use too many chorus tracks to divert the audience’s attention. This time Song Ya only brought her and the Chicago Children’s Chorus, and she was in charge of NoMake. -Up's female voice part, not much lyrics, concentrated in the second half.

"Concentratingonthewaymy..."

When the music rang, she found the beat and sang.

The voice is really good, the singing is not as good as Mariah Carey, but it is not bad, the voice is extremely clear, and there is a strong sense of youth. Song Ya closed her eyes and listened attentively. If she hadn't seen Brenda herself and listened to her singing, she would have imagined her as a beautiful sweetheart girl.

In fact, speaking of it, Brenda looked pretty good when he was young, and he can definitely play it, but it is a pity that he is now in the shape of a black and spicy bucket mother...

"call!"

After a short sing, she happily clapped and celebrated with the musicians, "APLUS, come up, this paragraph can't do without you! Let's come again!" she shouted.

Emotional intelligence is too urgent...

Unable to know the same as his wife's best friend, Song Ya smiled on stage and began to rehearse with her.

"The overall effect is good. The song NoMake-Up is to support women who have been abused by domestic violence, right?" At the end of the tense rehearsal day, old Larry came over and said: "The last song BeWhatYouWannaBe is even better, with the children of the children's group. The cooperation is also good."

The thin-skinned old man took the initiative to compliment that Song Ya's emotional intelligence can fully grasp the subtext of the other party, "Thank you, Larry, what are you working on recently? Will there be projects next year?"

"Yes, a biographical documentary on CBS, count as a TV movie."

Old Larry replied that he didn’t find a good opportunity in Hollywood after he made a save, but in any case he was much better than when he was doing MVs for singers in his main business as a teaching and a side business. "By the way, A+ Film Studio recently There is a Blade Warrior project. I asked Yeremov to put you on the list of candidate directors. I think he will call your agent soon."

Song Ya took the initiative to say: "But this time I can't control the project team like dancing out my life. You know, Catherine wants to use her husband..."

In fact, the old Larry is definitely not in the selection of the director of Blade Warrior. Yeremov thinks that he is not suitable for making superhero action movies, and he is not even as good as Zach Schneider, but it does not matter if this kind of favor is given. It is only an alternative. , Even if he was brushed down, old Larry would have to thank him for his care.

"Okay, thanks to APLUS, I'll wait for him to call." Old Larry is naturally very happy, but he also knows himself, "That kind of superhero action movie...I shouldn't get a guide tube." He Say.

"My side will have that big project next year."

Song Ya shrugged, "Oh, yes, there is also a small-cost black film project. It is very small and the investment will not exceed one million. If you are also interested..."

"Oh? Who should I call?" Old Larry asked.

"Uh..." Song Ya glanced at nearby Brenda with a guilty conscience, pulled old Larry to the corner, and whispered: "The producer is currently Xue Linfen, and she is still choosing the script."

You have always been so beautiful, you are beautiful without makeup...

When the unplugged concert was broadcast on MTV, Xue Linfen also sat in front of the TV. He felt happy when he saw Robb and his father on the screen gently sing a song written for him. It took, and tears flowed from the corner of my eyes unconsciously.

"His live strength is not bad, not as bad as I thought."

Tim, the agent who accompanies Robb around in the large living room, came over and laughed: "Does this song remind you of the punch he gave your photographer's ex-boyfriend?"

"Don't mention that disgusting guy, Tim." Xue Linfen complained with tears.

The photographer’s ex-boyfriend has been run on by Song Ya and can’t hang out in Hollywood. I don’t know where he went.

"Did you choose the script?" Tim noticed the piles of bound manuscripts at her hand. "Don't break your eyes."

"It's okay, Tim, you know, I used to admire the producers who were on the set the most. You know how much I cherish this opportunity."

Xue Linfen said the truth to her male girlfriend, "I can't let my first project fail."

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself, the investment in this movie is very low." Tim said.

"Yes……"

The budget of the project is not high, which makes most of the plot can only take place in fixed rooms, so as to save money on renting studios and venues, and can not use too many actors and staff, occasionally filming location, it is nothing more than street Walk by, or stand and talk on a street corner.

Then the range of available scripts is very narrow. If it's not for romance, or for low-cost horror films, and then the subject matter is restricted to black movies, Robb’s dad also confessed to adding content such as equal rights and feminism. So there is only one choice left, emotional entanglement between black men and women and domestic violence scenes...

And A+ film studio production, cost of 500,000, starring Taraji, this year's "how do I stop this" is this type, Xue Linfen does not want to repeat the road of failure.

"Is this kid the boss of that A+CN? The right young black rich man?"

In Washington, an old white man walked into the living room and happened to see his family also watching the concert.

"It's him, I like this song BeWhatYouWannaBe..."

His wife laughed and joked with her husband, "Why not the chief? Be a person with dreams, remember? You used to say that you want to elect the chief, why don't you mention it now?"

"I'm overwhelmed~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Now all of my fellow Senate colleagues claim to be mainstream, just to get votes!"

The old white man saw the NGe star on the TV and a group of angelic white boys and girls, and felt very dazzling, "The well-known news anchor Gordon under this guy is causing trouble for my electoral district, and he keeps attacking. The police officers excessively enforce the law against blacks."

"Don't you fight back?" asked the wife.

"I'm overwhelmed, dear. The next election will only raise a hundred thousand dollars. It is getting harder and harder to keep your seat." He replied.

"That's a big company that you offended and wanted to invest in China. I warned you. Now it has become more and more obvious to enter the Chinese market. Multinational companies are not willing to fall behind. After all, the population is large and the market is large... …" The wife who has been with me for many years knows politics well.

"Hmph, this kid also has Chinese ancestry, right?"

"Seems."

"Hmm..." The old white man walked into the study with a groan.

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