Chapter 68

I want to know how it is possible that the street poor do not want to be signed by big record companies. But as black rappers with strong grassroots labels, they often talk about the oppression of the white class represented by the big record companies and sing them into the lyrics to win the recognition of the basic black underclass. This delicate dilemma is very difficult to deal with, "sing for MCA." Wave boy and even rakim can't ignore the negative impact on them after it was widely spread.

Although the wave boy beat little Lori in the open and aboveboard rap battle, and it is definitely a mistake for him to beat others, as Pablo said, "they are also afraid of us." rappers and the New York black gangs, which have not yet controlled the underground power of the city, are very weak in the face of the basically formed Chicago drug trafficking trust GD.

Song Ya's identity is very much on the right and left. As an old rap star who has been mixing for so many years, rakim is definitely not a fool.

At five o'clock in the morning, Pablo received a phone call from Sonya and brought some compensation conditions to the wave boy, so that the other side would be put on the wrong side.

"Well done, boy."

Steven saw the situation eased, very satisfied, and took the initiative to lazonya to chat alone outside the store.

"No one wants to see violence happen." Song Ya is coming with his mouth open.

"Well, these ngers never let me worry. The black community needs young people like you." Steven yawned. "I'm old. I can't stand it."

"Pay attention to your health."

After a brief conversation, old Jones came out and happily grasped song Ya's hand. "Thanks to your child."

"Your son is so talented that he can make little Lori like that." Song Ya replied with a smile.

There is no doubt that the Jazz master dotes on his son, grinning, "come on, I'm thankful that he can change his temper, and I'll learn a lesson this time."

"Yes."

Song ya did not forget the original intention, "my first single MV is short of a heroine, do you have any recommendation? You know, I had a little misunderstanding with the music industry here before. I don't want to make any mistakes this time. "

"Black girls in New York are your pick." Steven is more and more satisfied. He looks at Song Ya and his mouth begins to disappear.

"Yes Old Jones tacitly took over the role of cheering, "Steven is a big shot, you ask him here is to ask for the right person."

"Ha ha ha ha..." Steven smiles and waves his hands. "We're old. We're going to be old. It's the age of aplus."

"I'm out of date. You're very important in Atlantic Records."

"After all, I'm still working for white people? Jones, you used to be much more popular than me. Why don't you say, you guy, do you remember that time in '68? In Atlanta, the girl I fell in love with, did she climb into your bed? Well? "

"Well, I don't quite remember."

"You old man, you don't tell the truth."

"Hey! That is you, the hatred more than 20 years ago can still be remembered. "

"You mean I'm mean?"

"No, no, no..."

The more they chatted, the more out of tune.

"Well, to be clear in advance, the cost of my MV is very low, and the remuneration of the heroine will not be higher than $4000..." Song Ya quickly brought the topic back to business, "one, one is good, I don't want brokers to fight again."

"Don't worry, you wait for me to call, just these two days." Steven promised.

At six o'clock, Pablo also came out. He went to Steven and said, "Steven, this time..."

"Watch your little Lori, OK? Don't let that come back to me. "

Steven warned him impolitely.

"I'll pay attention, I promise."

Pablo was very low. He said goodbye to Steven and old Jones, winked at Song Ya and left alone.

Rakim hugged the wave boy who was still resentful and unfair, and then came out, "since little Lori has bowed his head, this time it's over. I'm very optimistic about you. Next year's live performance with Professor Da will give you a chance to show off on stage. How about that?"

The wave boy nods wrongly.

"You little bastard, didn't rakim thank you for the chance he gave you?" Old Jones is teaching his son again.

"Thanks, rakim." Wave boy whispered thanks.

"That's right." Rakim patted his bruised face. "Look, look, this face, it's like maccorleone. It's a symbol of honor. Don't cry and lose your face. But seriously, your nickname is too bad, wave boy, boy, kid, who will take you seriously? Do you have another nickname? You can't get on my stage without a loud stage name. "

“NAS。” Wave boy says, "they call me NAS sometimes."

"Yes! That's a good name. " Rakim looked back at the dozen attendants behind him. "Isn't that good?""Yeah, yeah, yeah..."

In addition to the shock at the moment when rakim pulled out his gun, it turned out to be pretty good. Three days later, song Ya arrived at the second preliminary meeting of ifeelitcom single MV. The scenery in

's simple shed has been set up, and the props are colouring the foam plastic disguised as grotesque. The gravel on the ground has been paved, and the curtain for preparing the sky effect in the later stage is hung up.

“APLUS。”

MV director is a young white, named Zach Schneider, he took the revised effect picture to song ya, "you see, this is OK?"

"Is there something wrong with the color?" Song Ya scratched his head at the color effect of the beautiful style.

"Don't you think it's beautiful?" Zach Schneider asked.

"Er Forget it. Just go with the plan, Zach

Song Ya thinks about it or doesn't want to be too busy. He subtracts the original version of the space odyssey in 2001, and cuts off the expensive special effects of human fossilization. At the end of the MV, the two men who don't know what's called helmet no longer appear. Everything is to save money and trouble. The effect is also immediate. Columbia's nominees are very satisfied with the budget control, and only occasionally come to have a look. Song Ya's discourse power is greatly increased. There is no problem for the new director in front of the director.

"OK, you has the final say." Zach Schneider was a little disappointed and went to work on something else.

"Aplus, here comes the girl." The staff came to tell him.

Steven's girl finally arrived. Sonya went to the guest room and saw a black woman waiting in it.

"Hello." He came forward to shake hands with each other and looked at it carefully.

Girl, no, the woman is in her twenties. She is very thin, nearly one meter seven. I can't see the figure under the gray leather jacket. She looks a little bit black. Her features are very beautiful. However, she is very weak. She shakes hands and greets as if she didn't have a meal. She keeps the same kind of Qier roll from Whitney Houston The hair, black and brown, is also very bad.

"Miss berry, isn't she?" Song Ya turned over the resume of each other in her hand. "Miss Ohio, Miss America, whoa..."

"Yeah, just call me Harry." The woman gnawed at him lazily. "Those are the past styles. I'm not tall enough to enter the modeling industry. Now I'm just a failed actor."

Song Ya felt that the other side's state was something like sucking, and his eyebrows twisted up, "are you ok? Why didn't you see your agent? "

"He's in Los Angeles, busy." Hally replied.

"Did Steven send you here?"

"Steven? Oh, the old man, yes Harry looked out of the room, took off her leather jacket, and showed a nearly transparent jacket with nothing in it. She twisted her waist to get close to her and said boldly, "how many people do I have to sleep in order to get this role?" And blow to song Ya's ears.

"Still?"

Song Yaxin said that old Steven didn't expect that you were also that kind of person. He stepped back a little and opened a distance, "no, I can make the decision."

"But the figure is really good. It's so thin. I didn't expect that the lower part should be convex and should be warped..." Song Ya swallowed his mouth.

"Are you aplus? Steven asked me to come here. It's up to you. " Hally scratched Sonya's chest with her fingers.

"Are you an addict?" Song Ya simply asked directly, and planned to let the Colombian people take her to have a urine test later. He didn't want to get involved with addicts.

"No!"

Harry took back her seductive expression and put her hand back. "I just, I just recently She turned back a little awkwardly, took a piece of paper from Kerry's wallet and handed it over. "Something's wrong with my body."

"Type 1 diabetes..." Songya, this is a physical examination.

"And here." Hally pointed to the other columns of the physical examination card. The results of various drugs and STD tests were negative.

"Well." Song Ya nods.

"Do you believe in Steven? If you believe him, you should know that I am my own person. I know all the rules. You don't have to worry about anything. I'll come back and blackmail you and so on Harry started again. She leaned on Song Ya softly. "I really need this role. I came to New York to become famous, but now..."

She suddenly began to cry, "but she was a failed actor sleeping in a homeless shelter. All she owned was a few expensive evening clothes in her bag. Not long ago, she suddenly fell ill on the set. Even the agent didn't care whether I was alive or dead..."

"Cough, your acting is excellent, Hally..." Song Ya retreated again and again.

"If I could perform real-life acting like this, I wouldn't be embarrassed to be like this."

Maybe it was song Ya's evasion that frustrated her. She picked up her leather jacket and put it on, ready to go out.

"Where are you going?" Song Ya is a little confused.

"You don't like me. What else can you do if you don't leave?" Harry said casually."Didn't Steven tell you?"

"What do you say?"

"You're the only girl I've found. If you can come here, you don't have to sleep with anyone. My MV heroine is yours."

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