Chapter 7

Name:Chicago 1990 Author:齐可休
The sound of speaking is getting closer and closer to the door. Song Ya hastens to lighten his steps and quietly returns to the original road.

After crossing, he visited the audio and video stores several times. Except for superstars or hardcover tapes, the price of a single tape can't exceed $5. 7000 of them are sold out and the maximum income is 35000. No wonder people in the office will shout "we're finished.".

"So..."

He hid himself in the shadow behind the DJ stage and looked at the dance floor, where it was still noisy. The body outline of men and women was covered with a layer of white light by the camera lamp. When the director asked them to jump, they danced, sweating, and were too absorbed to wipe them.

Emily's smile was so pure that there was nothing more than happiness. When the director asked her to stop, she quickly bent down, supported her knees with both hands and gasped for breath. Her weak physical strength could hardly support her because she was too young.

Connie had already taken off her coat. The evening dress with no two or two pieces of fabric on her body was rented from a second-hand shop in the morning. The photographer deliberately pushed the camera to her crotch. She understood it and triumphantly let her fat buttocks shake like an electric motor.

Al kept stirring his cheek, his face flushed, and his explosive voice was a test of his vital capacity. In addition to rap, he devoted almost all his remaining time to the service of a restaurant in order to make a living.

The protagonist, Lori, drags on the microphone and presents various poses that he thinks are the coolest and most handsome. Two years ago, he chose to drop out of school after signing a contract with a music company. Later, he spent most of his time in boring lyrics and singing practice. Even if playing basketball is the only pastime, the lyrics of more than a dozen songs in the album were completed by himself. Successful in the official career make complaints about the damn slums, Toni's

, who is watching the dance floor, is full of happiness and longing. "Fortune", "flying up the ladder" and "leaving the damn slums" are the words he often talks about these days.

Song Ya thought about the week before he failed.

On Monday, "et" fell two blocks away from home and was shot five times. Song Ya accompanied Tony to the place where ET was killed and put a bunch of flowers. It is said that the gang where "et" is located swore revenge, but what can that do? Besides making the surrounding residents more afraid, it is just to hang more pairs of shoes on the wire at the road entrance.

In the band practice, song Ya's triangle iron is still playing the wrong tone, barely in front of the angry music teacher to save the credit. Then mathematics also encountered setbacks, advanced class teaching content even calculus, the competitiveness of students in the same class also rose, can no longer be as easy as standard courses.

Since the nickname aplus was called "aplus" and accepted by song Ya frankly, there are few teasing and bullying. However, the biggest problem of this public school is that there is no quiet and relaxed learning environment. If you want to find a quiet place to read, you are either chased away by gangsters who are eager to fly leaves, or accidentally break into a pair of wild mandarin ducks.

Yesterday, under the leadership of aunt Susie, the whole family set out early in the morning to get free donations at the gates of various charities. Song Ya held the food coupon and waited for five hours before she was heavily strengthened in the metal anti-theft net, and only one cashier was exposed to exchange the flour and other food that would meet the family's needs for a week. Then the whole family gathered at the church gate and lined up again for a free lunch of bread and soup. In the afternoon, they queued up in various ways. Finally, they waited at Wal Mart to deal with expired eggs and meat discounts before closing. After nightfall, the family without a car will wait for the bus home for half an hour with big bags and small bags.

After passing through the adaptation period after crossing, song Ya feels that he is not flapping his wings to fly, but is being assimilated by this life with no hope. After a year and a half, as long as a little star hooks his fingers at him, he can't resist the temptation. When he is a valet, he will go to work as a valet. It's better to stay here and take a gun to drug trafficking Good.

"It's all right. It's over."

After four o'clock, the director announced that the shooting of the first MV was officially completed, and people on the dance floor cheered.

"Thank you, Tony. It's very kind of you."

Tony's ex girlfriend pounces on Tony and kisses him on the face.

"Not at all." Tony almost floated to the sky. "It's not time. Let's find a place..." He took off his earphone and led the other party to "find a place" directly.

Connie looked at their backs again and gave Emily, who was too tired in her arms, to song Ya's hand. "Don't worry about them. You can accompany me to return my clothes." She said as she put on her coat.

It's like watching the end of a movie and the crowd starts to leave after a simple social interaction.

Sonya turned around and saw little Lori and Al talking to two old black men, fat and thin. According to their voices, it was exactly the two people in the office who he overheard by chance.

The fatter one is the bass just now. Judging from his conversation, he should be the boss of the record company. His speech and behavior have a kind of big man's aura. A coquettish pink suit doesn't show half a girl's spirit on him. There are a lot of big gold chains, gold rings, gold watches and black three piece suits.The thin man, who was supposed to be the agent of little Lori, was dressed in a dark suit that was well cut out. He was elegant, with a big back and a meticulous head. He looked like a very old-fashioned man.

Little Lori and Al must have no time to take care of themselves now. Naturally, Tony doesn't have to wait any longer. Sonya takes Emily and Connie out of the house.

"Hey, aplus!"

Out of the door, "muffler" is helping the photographer to carry equipment. After several people say hello, AK chases them out and stops them.

"And Connie? come here! Come here. "

AK called song Ya and Connie to his side and blocked other people's eyes with his body. He took three pieces out of a stack of twenty yuan he held in his hand, one for Connie and one for song ya, "so does little Emily." He smiles and shoves the last one into Emily's little hand.

"Not everyone has it?" Connie stuffed the money into her chest.

"Only own people have it. It would be nice for those guys to show up in the MV." AK returns.

"Er..." Song Ya felt that he was a bit of a loser, "but I didn't jump, the money..." He handed the money back to AK.

"Ha ha ha ha, Tony is right. There is something wrong with you." AK laughed and pointed to song Ya's forehead and said, "don't be stupid. Money is not mine. You are Tony's brother. We are a family. We take care of each other, OK?"

"Leave him alone."

Connie glared at Song Ya and said, "thank you." "Let's go. I want to shop today!" she said She cried out in a happy voice.

"I want to buy a fluffy skirt!" Emily followed her.

Song Ya can only hold the money and say goodbye to AK, and then go to the platform with Connie to wait for the bus.

Twenty dollars is the biggest "huge sum" he has mastered since he passed through the country. Of course, it can't be wrong to say that the huge sum of money is not wrong. At present, in the black market of China, one knife can be exchanged for ten soft pieces. Twenty dollars is more than a month's salary for ordinary Chinese people.

Second hand shops that provide rental evening wear services are not small in scale, "pengpeng skirt!" Emily is familiar with the road, and runs away from Song ya to her target.

"You look at her and I'll change." Connie went to the dressing room inside.

Song Ya followed Emily through row after row of hangers, and suddenly felt that this scene seemed to have been seen somewhere.

"But the shop itself has never been here?"

He was puzzled, and suddenly he saw a pink suit hanging on the wall from the corner of his eyes, which was slightly similar to that of the boss Lori.

"Well?"

He tried hard to remember, and suddenly touched the twenty knives in his pocket, "twenty dollars, shopping, pink suit, bass, Rap Together, it is... "

His body was huge, as if it was a revelation from heaven, countless MV pictures with strong rhythm of rap and music burst into his mind.

I'mgonnapopsometags,onlygottwentydollarsinmypocket

I'm,I'm,I'mhunting,lookingforacomeup

thisisFXXXingawesome!

"Thriftshop! Here is! Second hand shop

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