Chapter 123

Fxxkthapolice!

Thejuryhasfoundyouguiltyofbeinaredneck，

whitebread，chickenshitm-fxxka.

Wait，that' salie.That 'sagoddamnlie.

Iwantjustice!Iwantjustice!

fxxkyou！ youblackm-fxxkaaaa！

Big a's younger brother drives his brown Chevy Malibu first. The deafening gangster rap music is about to tear the roof off, and even the driver's cab of the rear car can be heard clearly.

"It's this song again. How much do they love it?" After

, the car in the car rolled up the window and tucking the middle-aged white driver around. "Although this song is good, it can't make complaints about it all the time." It's been years. "

"Then listen to this."

The other party, laughing, took out a Debbie Gibson's 1987 album out of the blue from his coat pocket, and gave it a kiss to the American sweetheart on the cover, and then put it into the cassette player. "I saw you rap singers in the morning, but they didn't dare to take her out."

"She?" Delay felt his cheek, looked at each other's eyes, and then looked out of the window, silent.

There was an antenna tied to the top of the RV behind them, shaking as the car went, "Hey, ladies and gentlemen, this is big a! I haven't seen you so early for a long time. Guess where I am now? Ha ha, I can't guess. I'm on the road to Milwaukee... "

In the RV, big a has already set up a mobile radio station. He and NAS are sitting in front of the radio station with earphones on. Their mouths are chattering and their speed is very fast. "So you will ask again, what am I doing in Milwaukee? Haha, it's nothing special. I'm with my brother aplus, and we're going to travel four states to promote his single, remember the name. What? Why did he take me? Because he can't do it without me, ha ha! That's how I hang. Next to me is my new brother, NAS from Queens, New York. Nice boy, NAS. Say hello to you... "

“Yo……” NAS snorted into the microphone.

"NAS, how did you get to know aplus?"

"Er..." Has the final say, "

", I don't mind being brothers. I have the final say, you want to say anything, and I'm worried. I don't even give APLUS face. You may not know. I'm much more than his senior (Gang). Do you know what I mean? Don't be afraid of him. I'm serious. Sometimes the boy is good, and sometimes he's a bubble shxt. Speaking of this, I'm angry again. He's a shxt! isshxt！ isshxt……”

In the driver's cab of the third car, song Ya was sitting in the back seat of F150 double row seat. Listening to Da A's remarks on the radio, her face was expressionless. Feiji, who was close to her, was laughing to death. She pointed to song Ya's black accent and said, "isshxt ~"

Al in the co driver's seat reached out and thumped the horn button twice! Du! " The car made two loud calls.

"Do you hear that aplus is honking its horn? I, big a, are not afraid!"

Three cars gallop on the road, sunrise rising from the ground level, Chicago to Milwaukee is only 150 kilometers, more than an hour to reach the destination.

"Hey, ladies and gentlemen, we've come to the first stop of publicity, Milwaukee. Now I'll give this to the NAS brothers, NAS. Give them a good voice. I? I'm very busy. I'm going to take aplus to meet some local brothers. Do you think I'm blind? I've told you that he can't do anything without me. Really, when did I blow the gun... "

Big a opened the door of the RV and saw song Yazheng, delay and Al staring at him coldly with both hands, "program effect, program effect! You're kidding. It's all about the program effect. Don't take it to heart... "

There are many parking spaces in the urban area of large RV. This is a small gas station. Song Ya three people change to big a's Chevy car. Big a drives, and four people drive into a radio building in the city, where they meet the Sony Columbia record publicity director.

"In the morning, we only have interviews with this radio station. In the afternoon, we go to the local TV station to record a program, and then we go to the home of the Milwaukee Brewers baseball team in the evening. We perform the remember the name before the game starts, then sing the national anthem and have a kick-off ceremony."

Columbia Records has plenty of publicity resources in big cities, and there is little chance to rest at the end of the day.

"National anthem?" Song Ya was surprised, "can you not sing this? It's hard to sing the National Anthem of the United States. I haven't practiced it before. I'll definitely roll over and make a fool of myself. "

"What about that? Rebername, it's a very good opportunity for you to take advantage of the momentum in the pastThe head of the propaganda explained in embarrassment.

"If feiji is not allowed to come to the national anthem, how could she have been a lyric singer And it's a child star. " Song Ya proposed.

"No one knows California child stars Forget it. It's better than making a fool of yourself. "

The person in charge of publicity has called.

Song Ya also called feiji and asked her to start practicing immediately. Feiji was very excited when she got the news, "brewers? Will it be broadcast live on TV? YES！ No problem. I used to sing the National Anthem in high school in California

"That's better. You should practice more, but pay attention to protecting your voice. After all, it's in a transitional period." Song Ya reminds her.

"Thank you, boss. How can I repay you? Well Or at night, the new posture is OK. "

"Hey hey, practice your first."

Song Ya hung up the phone and went to visit the DJ of the radio station with Da A and others. Then he interviewed Dilai and Al on the local radio station. There were many people with a lot of words. Al was too forthright. However, Daley's ability in this respect was fairly good. His burden was reduced a lot, and the overall atmosphere of the interview was good.

Big a took the money outside to get a black staff member with good local connections. Taking advantage of their time, they let the black man lead the way. They went to several small and medium-sized black radio stations and opened the way with the rice knife in the CD, which basically did no harm.

In the afternoon, after recording the TV program, several people met at the home of the brewers team with Fergie and others who came by taxi.

In the second live performance, the performance of the three people was much more leisurely. After singing smoothly, feiji also won the National Anthem of the United States in the eyes of the public.

After the host's introduction, song Ya took over the baseball from the manager, walked quietly to the pitcher's mound, and waved to the audience first. Because of the warm-up of the hot performance ahead, the audience had a good impression of him and applauded in response.

"Hoo..."

Most people in the U.S. played baseball when they were children. Of course, the original owner of the body was also the same. He closed his eyes and stood still. He looked at the catcher behind the home base. He breathed and threw the ball.

The direction is right, but the strength is not used properly. The White Baseball flutters to the top of the catcher's head, which is absolutely bad. However, the opponent is professional and does not move his body. He can easily catch it with a raise of his hand.

The applause of the audience is accompanied by the whistle. Stars, no one will ask too much.

At the end of the mission, several people immediately went to the local nightclub, and made two races in one night.

Song Ya's momentum is different this time. A takes his younger brother to open the road first. Then NAS and dilaier surround him. Fergie wears a baseball cap and puts up her collar to follow him in a low-key manner. A large group of people get out of the car and rush into the back door of the nightclub. Nobody dares to provoke him.

Big a is fat, and how he is, it is easy to be seen that the essence of the fierce, but the NAS is not the same, this guy does not look like a good man, and always look around in the nightclub, because the large white eyes and black skin, in the dark environment of the nightclub, he looks like a wolf just looking for prey, and those agents want to black song ya The money that goes astray must be weighed carefully.

Two songs a night, the income is small ten thousand dollars, cash, song Ya on the spot to divide, everyone has a different amount, several people also filled a stomach of free drinks. During this period, I met a local boy who didn't have long eyes to rush onto the stage and tried to stir up the battle. Song yaliki curled his mouth and shook his fingers to make an expression that you didn't deserve. Then "little brother" NAS came to the stage to deal with it. As soon as NAS talked and scolded him with a sense of rhythm exploding, he directly dried the other party on the stage, and the night club audience were all gloating at him, whistling and ridiculing at him. The boy was thick skinned, not nearly crying like little Lori.

Finally, a group of drunk back to the RV, two well rested drivers with the night to start the car, to the next city.

"Click, click."

In the bright saloon car, the flashlights of song Ya's camera ring off one after another. Feiji lies opposite, holding various poses, playing with his trumpet.

"Stop shooting." She blocked the camera with her white toes and chuckled, "it makes me want to throw up."

"Are you happy today?" Song Ya asked.

"Well, I used to use a fake driver's license to enter a nightclub, but I was chased out by the security guards every time, and the queue a few hours in advance was in vain..."

Feiji was at the age she liked to play. Just now, she looked at everything fresh in the nightclub. She wanted to try all kinds of wine and drank a lot. "By the way, boss, aren't you the chief trumpeter in school? Why are there so few trumpets in songs? "

"Is it? I didn't notice myself Song Ya took out the film and put it away carefully.

"Yes, I am a professional..." Feiji climbs up to song Ya and leans against his chest. Both of them forget the agreement to unlock the new posture. They chat and fall asleep.

"Dada, dada, dada, dada..."

After a sleep, song Ya is sleeping soundly. Suddenly, she is awakened by the sound of trumpet in her ear. As soon as she opens her eyes, the sun outside the car is shining in. Feiji is laughing at her ears like a fairy with her trumpet."You little goblin." Song Ya pulled her into his arms and vented his anger of getting up.

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Ihearsymphoniesinmyhead

Iwrotethissongjustlookingatyouoh，oh

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