Chapter 50

During the holiday, Songya's Day is like this.

After getting up in the morning, he hung his voice to prepare for the future singing career. As Daniel said, it is always the singer who makes the big money. Three people are popular with the two Tianqi songs. Seeing old Joe, little Lori and even Mira becoming more and more popular, they say that he has no idea that he is cheating himself. This body's voice condition is good, not to use is also a waste.

After practicing phonation, he would play the guitar or trumpet for an hour after breakfast to keep the music feeling.

Then he would read some professional books on tuning or audio processing. The deeper he learned, the more he felt that the industry was just a small detail. At present, all electronic products are restricted by the performance of hardware and software. Without these two things, nothing can be said about it. The definition and quality of MV images of his two Apocalypse songs are far better than all MV of this era, and they are worn by 100 song ya Over the past, it can not recover, which requires the improvement of the overall technology of the software and hardware industry. From Zhongsong ya, he also learned a truth. Since the Apocalypse indicates the direction of future progress, maybe he can take advantage of the east wind to invest. Of course, he is still far from enough.

After lunch, he will exercise a little. Now he is in a good shape and his height is still rising. However, he must not develop horizontally like aunt Susie or Tony or Connie. The recipe specially given to Aunt Susie also excludes junk food.

Then he would go out and wander around Chicago's north city to see if he could bump into the big luck and get a third apocalypse.

For example, aunt Susie will drive the brand-new Nissan Bluebird in the underground parking lot of the apartment to see Connie in the South City, or go to the church she is used to. When school starts to pick up Songya and Emily, she will also rely on it. The often broken second-hand Ford pickup is left for Connie.

Another example is the 386 computer that Compaq launched last year. Song Ya ran into a discount when he was visiting the electronics store. So he bought it. After the Compaq engineers came to the door and installed it, he was stunned for a few minutes at the dark DOS interface. After closing it, he never opened it again. However, with this thing in the bedroom, his inexplicable sense of emptiness disappeared after he moved in, as if it was an indispensable prop in the bedroom. With it, the mind would be at peace. As for whether it was used or not, it was not important.

If he is late, he will go to a nearby Italian restaurant to eat Xinhuan meatballs and pasta. Chinese food in the United States is not to his liking. On the contrary, he prefers Italian food, although it is said that it has been "improved".

In the evening, I went home and sat in front of the TV to read the news and read the magazines to learn about the situation of domestic and foreign political and music industries. The most popular news is that the Iraqi army entered Kuwait, and commander Americana announced to launch Desert Shield operation. Zhidekelake still fluctuates at a high level on the bulletin board. However, the recording studio version of the second-hand store has not been accepted by the market. After a small recovery, it has fallen again. Now it has been squeezed out of the top 50.

Mila usually calls at this time to tell him all kinds of troubles. I miss you so much, I'm too tired to publicize every day, some fans are too enthusiastic, her mother is strict about this and that, and so on. The worries of a 15-year-old girl are nothing more than those things. Mira has been making endless phone porridge, which makes song yapo feel a little depressed. He thinks that this is a waste of time. It is not as good as the time when they are together. They always meet their physical needs first, and then find something to pass the time at will. He thinks that is more comfortable.

Then, it's a good time to study hard.

In short, song Ya moved the whole family out of Nancheng according to the "small goal" set after crossing. He said goodbye to the bad public security and education environment. He made a lot of money by relying on Tianqi plug-in, improved the life of himself and his relatives, got the girls he wanted to bubble, and could afford to buy what he wanted. Then

He found that after his "low desire" was satisfied, all that remained was the emptiness that lost the motivation to struggle.

After living half a month in a daze, Dr. Michelle's award came down.

"To de Klerk" was originally an examination oriented composition. With the popularity of the song in the whole rice, Michelle will naturally fulfill the promised South African youth project.

On the plane, Songya's goal is South Africa.

"I heard that song has sold more than a million?" As we enter the smooth flight, Dr. Michelle next to us starts the topic.

Song Ya nodded, "I said it, change the way of thinking, in order to stand out."

Michelle gave a tacit smile. "Sure, I was surprised to hear you sing those dirty words, but I have to admit that it's refreshing."

"They, I'm the guide nongovernmental, know I'm the songwriter of that song?" Song Ya asked.

"Don't worry, even if they know, they will show their magnanimity. In the 21st century, they are still playing apartheid, and no one in the world will support them." Michelle knew that he was worried about safety. She comforted a few words, then turned back to look at the noisy children in the back row, "can you help me keep order?" She asked.

There were a lot of participants in this youth activity, all of them were teenagers from all over the country. It seemed that all of them had some background. Michelle, who led the team, was very hard."All right." Song Ya knew it was because of her mature looking pot, "quiet!" He stood up and silenced the scene with a voice, and then circled back and forth from the front to the back, and pressed some bayonets back to their seats.

"Complete the task perfectly..." After sitting back, he asked Michelle for credit. However, when the cabin was quiet, the noise in the front of the cabin became even louder. From time to time, the laughter of the men was mixed with the coquetry of a stewardess. "I can't control that over there." Song Ya made a joke.

Michelle sighed and looked at the smiling stewardesses who were delivering drinks to the first class cabin. "The people on Wall Street don't forget to have fun any time."

"What are they doing in South Africa?" Song Ya asked.

"The reform of de Klerk has begun. It is no surprise that South Africa will be transformed in a few years. The political turmoil in such a large economy certainly contains numerous opportunities. Those vultures... " Michelle went to the first class, she was very disdainful of Wall Street, "will not miss this opportunity."

They were chatting. Out of the first-class cabin, a white woman of about 30 years old, with short blonde hair and extraordinary temperament, said, "hi Michelle, would you like to come and talk? " She found Michelle and sent out the invitation.

"Come on, Mrs. Underwood. I don't like the occasion very much." Michelle declined.

"Call me Claire." Michelle had to say a few more greetings, but Claire didn't move.

Sonya felt Michelle's indifference to her. "Mrs. Underwood?" "Was it Underwood, the congressman whose last name was at school?" he asked

"Yes, Ms. Claire runs a charity." Michelle pauses and whispers, "she's a broker. You're going to stay away from people like that."

"Broker?"

"Yes, brokers, money and power, power and money, are nothing but dirty business."

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