Chapter 95

Rented black Cadillac wood slowly stopped outside the Radio City Concert Hall, "don't be nervous, just perform normally." Hayden ordered.

"I'm fine." Song Ya laughed. Today's award has nothing to do with him. There is no pressure. He is relaxed. "You take Dilai to New Jersey in this car. It's just in front of AW investment company."

"Yes, we are waiting for you in New Jersey." Hayden returned.

The door is opened from the outside. Song Ya takes a deep breath and steps out of the door.

The big neon light columns on both sides of the Radio City Concert Hall were shining brightly, but there was no warm atmosphere outside. It seemed that the scene was much worse than that of Oscar. Some crazy fans on both sides of the red carpet held various signs, as if there were no "aplus" words, only the flashing lights of reporters kept flashing.

Today, he is still in the old style, with fringed denim jacket, T-shirt printed with Chinese characters, white aj4, but changed to a pair of dark blue jeans, as well as the coarse gold chain and shiny diamond a + tag made by the gold store for him.

"Aplus, look at this!"

"Here! APLUS！”

It doesn't matter if there are fewer fans. The reporters can probably recognize themselves. Song Ya walks a little slower than usual and waves and smiles at the camera.

The short red carpet was soon over. According to his current list, he could only choose a relatively quiet time to be present. However, motura had a good relationship with CBS, which made him qualified for a short interview.

"Hey! APLUS！ Wow, you look great today. " The outfield hostess was waiting for him at an advertising wall. "Is this your first Grammy today?"

"Yes." Song Ya stood by her side, smiling and waving to the camera.

"How do you feel? Nervous? "

Song Ya answered one by one, and the next singer stepped on the red carpet was slowly approaching. "The last question, who do you think will be the best newcomer this year?"

It's supposed to be a Columbia record set up with each other in advance, "Maria Kelly!" Song Yachao called out from the camera.

After that, he went into the concert hall, his seat at the back, surrounded by Columbia Records people, where Walt, David Cole and Roberto clevell were already sitting.

"It's ok if you don't cooperate with the gossip. At least you walk on the red carpet and take a female star..."

They all came with their wives. Roberto clevier, who didn't know his relationship with Mira, said with a smile: "if it goes on like this, it will be suspected that it's gay. What about the girl who took the MV with you last time?"

Walter, who knew the story, said, "stop it, Roberto. He's only sixteen."

David Cole interrupts them and signals Sonya to look in the other direction. "They're calling for you. Go over and say hello."

Several black singers were waving to Sonya at the other end of the hall.

"It's still early to leave. It's OK to say hello in the past." Said Walter.

Song ya got up and walked over. Among them, he recognized one of the famous East Coast Rap singers, "Kane dada," "yo..." Whether you know me or not, you can go up and touch each other with a fist. "Hey, boy, don't you know me?" A very dignified black old man sat in his seat and held out his hand instead of hitting him.

Song Ya remembered that the other side was Quincy Jones, one of Michael Jackson's boles, one of the top musicians in the whole meter. However, it seemed that they fell out and said, "it's my pleasure to meet you, Mr. Jones." He quickly shook hands with each other.

"OMG, I can't believe this kid came from the south city slum Look, he doesn't look like you upstarts at all

Quincy Jones looked at Sonya and joked to the man next to him. "You're from Chicago, and so am I He said to song ya, "even if we know each other today, I will look for you when I have a chance."

"Yes, Mr. Jones."

Song Ya had a brief talk with them and returned to his seat. According to Walter, "Kane dada" and Quincy Jones' singing "back on the block" have been shortlisted for the newly established best rap group award. They have few rivals. Another newly established best rap singer will fall into the hands of mchammer, a highly vocal west coast rap star. Vanilla ice has also been shortlisted for the award, but he should not be an opponent of mchammer 。

They turned to mchammer, who bought a $12 million California mansion last year with hundreds of servants, a dozen luxury cars, thoroughbred horses and a TV show. He was living in extravagance. He earned all his money from an album of please hammer don't hurt'em. he also brought along the trend of black people wearing exaggerated flying squirrel pants 。

"Mchammer and vanilla ice, one in Capitol and the other in SBK, are both brands of EMI. They are far ahead of us in rap music." Said Walter.

Talking about it, Grammy officially began. Not surprisingly, Quincy Jones and mchammer won the awards respectively. After winning the Best Newcomer Award by beating the Wilson sisters and Phillips combination of SBK, Maria Kelly won the best female pop singer in the competition between Whitney Houston and the highly acclaimed skinhead singer shined O'Connor.For her first time in the Grammy, she also gave a song on the stage in five to two, which received a lot of applause. Motura and his Sony Columbia Records made a new diva.

"It's all your fault!"

Sony Columbia Records put the celebration dinner after Grammy in the banquet hall on the top floor of the world trade center. Maria Kelly changed an evening dress, which was brilliant. She complained to song Ya who was swallowing, "you gave me the idea to choose the evening dress. As a result, when I was singing on the stage, my shoulder strap always fell down, which distracted me, and the song didn't sing well."

"Ha?"

In order to prevent accidents during the Grammy Awards, Hayden suggested that he didn't eat or drink water from the afternoon to the evening. As a result, he was thirsty and hungry. He couldn't concentrate on the prize presentation. He could only make up for it at the celebration dinner. "Are you singing well? Anyway, at my level, I can't hear anything wrong. Well, you can ask Walters and see if they agree

"I can guess what they will say, just a few compliments..." Maria Kelly watched Sonya eat happily, licking her lips, and reaching out to the sashimi covered with top-grade caviar.

"Mary!" Motura didn't let him succeed. He came far away and said, "stop eating. Come on, take you to meet some people."

"I blame you." Maria Kelly took motura's arm and turned to Sonya again.

"Yes! yeah! Blame me. "

Song Ya said and motura laughed together, "today's all important people in the music industry, you don't idle aplus." Motura dropped a word and led Maria Carey to socialize.

"Important people?"

Song Ya didn't feel good about the dinner. Bright people came and went, but there were few big stars who really showed up. The entertainment of record company executives was only superficial courtesy. The big brokers were the most enthusiastic. It's a pity that after a few words on the scene, they would inevitably ask for songs or cooperation. Song Ya felt that the more he talked with them, the more likely he was to offend people at a distance.

The only agent he was interested in was sandy Glenn, who was acting for MJ. After a few words, he quarreled with Branca, the lawyer of MJ. Song Ya was seen as confused and embarrassed in this big fight, so he had to take an excuse to leave.

Walters and their wives all have their own circle in New York. Songya is not easy to disturb.

After social intercourse, song Ya finally lost interest. He had to take a glass of wine to find a remote corner and enjoy the night view of New York against the glass curtain wall.

"Hoo!" Maria Kelly saw him and came over. "You really know where to choose. I'll be quiet. I'm really tired today. I'm more tired than performing at Grammy."

"Not yet, Miss Kelly." Song Ya smiles and hands the wine to her, "don't worry, I haven't drunk it yet."

"Well."

She took a sip. "It's like a dream, isn't it? I mean, a few years ago, I was a waiter in a restaurant, and a few years ago... " Her eyes showed a look of memory. "Once we were driven out by the landlord, my mother had to take us to the laundry room for the night..."

"Isn't your mother the chief of the opera house?" Song Ya has never heard about her childhood. She only knows that her mother is a famous opera singer.

"A single mother with two children makes the Opera House's income unstable." She replied.

"It's better than being on the dole since I was a kid." Song Ya talked about her experience in the slums. "Well, don't be miserable. You are one of the most famous singers in the whole rice, and today you have everything the female singers want."

"Yes."

Maria Kelly looked out at the night and pointed to the skyscrapers outside. "You know what? Looking down from here, I have the feeling that all New York is prostrate under my skirt. I feel like Like queen of the New York Empire... " She chuckled as if she were drunk.

"Yes, it's too high here. Looking from the top down, it really gives people the feeling that everything is in control."

Song yashun looked at her eyes. He wanted to say that you were Queen. I would like to do king here one day. But before I could export, I found that it was a little bit of an advantage to her. I could only keep my words in my mouth.

The two stopped at the same time, and quietly looked down at the lights of the New York City block, as well as the flow of vehicles and pedestrians like ants.

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