Chapter 44

Chicago people, who were extremely disappointed, fled the sad place of Detroit one after another. Old Joe and they had to continue their propaganda trip to Indiana. Naturally, Sonya wanted to go back with Mila. He took advantage of the opportunity before parting to hold Tony, and the two brothers had a good friendship.

His idea is very simple, anyway, now he can afford to help, there is no reason his brother has to do a valet for others.

Tony also flatly refused. On the one hand, he was used to song ya, the original owner of the body. He didn't want to be directed by his younger brother, whose temperament changed greatly after crossing. Secondly, the interaction between his brothers and sisters in adulthood was not as frequent as that when he was a child. He usually lived his own life. Of course, the main reason is that the singer's "welfare" is better. He now follows little Lori's nightclubs and bars all over the country to eat, drink and have fun. From time to time, he can also pick up the "flesh and skin" (generally referred to as some girls who have sex with stars for fun) picked up by little Lori. Finally, he once again shows Jin Lao and the AJ shoes under his feet.

"Little Lori and I are brothers, too." Said Tony.

Song Ya can't force it. His main energy has to be on the single, so he has to follow Tony.

Another weekend, Grant Park, Chicago.

The opportunity for fxxxyou's first public appearance has finally arrived.

"I'm so nervous." Mira was hiding in the background, looking out. "Why don't they look here?" She asked.

Thousands of people have gathered in the park square, and the number is still increasing. They are looking for places in front of the stage, talking and waiting. The scene is noisy and orderly. Police and volunteers are trying to maintain it.

"It's not a music festival." Song Ya laughed and joked: "you are just a warm-up singer, don't take yourself too important." She tried to relieve his emotions.

For equal rights meetings, political figures' speeches are the most important part. Performances are just details. If you play the wrong tone or sing the wrong tune, no one will pay attention to them. They are afraid that they will be stuck on the stage and be at a loss. This kind of thing happens frequently in the premieres of new people.

"We have an hour to go. Come here."

The director of propaganda sent by SBK called the band together and told them carefully, "we'll line up after the children's Choir. When the children leave, delay, you can move the drums up. The conditions here are simple, many of the work can only rely on themselves, volunteers will help, but do not let them knock the equipment damaged, must check all kinds of wiring before the performance. Mila... "

He took Mira to the edge of the stage, pointed to a camera below and told him, "only this seat is our people. You can take care of it when you perform. Your camera sense is very good. I believe you, don't screw it up."

"I understand, I understand." Mila nodded her head like a chicken pecking at rice.

The scale of the rally is not small, and it will inevitably appear in the major news media. How many shots of Mira can be put into it depends on SBK's public relations ability and that camera. It's still an old problem. Dirty words songs are difficult to get into the hall of elegance, and they can only take the edge. SBK's propaganda strategy is very professional.

Deeley and the drummer kept breathing deeply, stretching their limbs, and jumping on the spot from time to time. The guitarists and bass players were quietly playing the strings and moving their fingers. Although rock musicians always give people the impression that no one is a bird, how can they avoid tension under the great pressure of fame.

"Don't be nervous!" The head of propaganda yelled.

People are more nervous.

Song Ya himself is still young, can not give any help, can only walk around the five people, pat this on the back, that shoulder, say something to encourage.

In the blink of an eye, the performance is only half an hour away.

On the stage, a black soprano was singing. The noise of the scene gradually subsided, and people's attention was shifted to the stage.

"Come on, make up." Mrs. Jovovich came back from Los Angeles with a middle-aged female assistant. She watched the assistant mend Mira's make-up and took out a small bottle of vodka from her bag.

It is not always a matter to stimulate the state by drinking. Song Ya has gradually banned Mila from drinking during the rehearsal. Maomei has a large amount of alcohol, so it's not good to drink.

Mila looks at Sonya.

"Today is more important..." Song Ya thought about it or nodded and agreed, "drink it, don't do it again."

Mila took the bottle and took a big gulp.

"She's only listening to you now." Mrs. Jovovich has a taste.

Mila chuckles and kisses Sonya on the cheek, leaving a bright red lipprint, "make-up!" Mrs. Jovovich had to go to the assistant.

The children's Choir at the front of the line began to perform. The typical black Gospel style was very familiar to the audience below, and many people were singing along with it.

At this time, everyone in the backstage did not speak, waiting for the children to finish the performance, and they lined up to leave under the guidance of the teacher. Delay and the musicians quickly picked up various components of the drum and got busy on the stage.

"Next, Mila Jovovich! What she brings us is To de Klerk

The host announced in a loud voice when delay finished debugging."I'm on stage..." Mila's face was flushed with wine.

"Well, go ahead." Song Ya patted her fleshy ass.

Mira came to the stage, after all, it was not a concert, there was no cheering, the people below were watching quietly.

Considering the conservative tendency of the audience, she dressed more like a country singer today. She wore jeans with a simple and fresh plain shirt, and only tied a knot at the bottom of the shirt to show her figure. On the performance, song Ya also specially ordered to put away the sexy kitten set, big square good.

"Hello, everybody!" Mila is not afraid of the stage when the wine comes up. She adjusts the microphone rack to the right position and says hello to the audience.

"Camera! The camera SBK propaganda is in charge of the mouth cage, a loud reminder.

"Hi ~"

Mila immediately turned her body a little bit, smiling and discharging towards the camera.

"Thank God, it's OK," said the head of the publicity

Song Ya shrugged. Mira, after all, has been on the cover of magazines since she was nine years old, and entered the modeling circle at the age of 11.

Mila turns back and gives della a a look. Delay nods and presses the key. The music starts.

“Lookinside，Lookinsideyourtinymind……” Mila's voice was fresh and childish.

When she sang flower Q ~ flower Q ~, flower qverymuch, many people in the stage laughed loudly.

In the middle of singing, song Ya observed that many people had raised their hands and began to beat the music. Especially the male audience close to the stage was staring at Mila, and their eyes could not move away.

"Good, good, good." The person in charge of publicity is very satisfied with the effect.

"Really?" Mrs. Jovovich didn't quite understand. He looked at Song ya, who gave each other a positive expression.

"Hua Q ~"

at the second time, a little episode happened under the stage, and a middle-aged white man in front of the stage suddenly exclaimed, "I want to spend Q too!" There was a burst of laughter from the crowd nearby.

Mira on stage had to take care of the camera while singing, and she didn't notice this scene at all.

At the end of the song, "thank you She bowed down to the stage, cheering and whistling

Mira exits, and a Baptist priest who has been to old Joe's music comes on the stage. He shakes his head into the microphone and laughs bitterly at the audience. "Mr. de Klerk doesn't like this song..."

This long set of lines once again attracted people's laughter.

"Remove Apartheid!" Below, volunteers raised their arms and began to shout slogans with him.

The atmosphere of the scene gradually pushed up.

"Why haven't I heard this song?"

"The singer is not famous. Wait down to the video store to find out. There should be her records on sale."

"Well, this kind of singer's record is usually put in the humble place, we have to go to the shelf again."

"What's the name of this girl? Why do I think she's a little familiar? "

Song Ya in the background heard the whispering conversation of several volunteers nearby, and the big stone finally fell.

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