Chapter 226

"But there's still no need to give the impression that you're working with white people against Quincy Jones," Donovan said

Sonya is clear about the sensitivity of the black community in this regard. "Quincy Jones's action is secret, isn't it? If I make the purchase intention public first, then the moral pressure will be transferred to the other side. When the news comes out that they will participate in the bidding, the black community will think that it is them who are in trouble. " He said: "I pretend I don't know. After all, they didn't intend to take me to play. They didn't even bother to say hello in advance."

"It's a good idea, but it needs to be handled carefully." Said Donovan.

"Talaji, let yelemov prepare for the body, Carnival style, I want to invite people from the black music circle in New York, the reason is Just say I'm going to canvass for the next award season. "

Song Ya called NAS again and called him over.

Several people met in the study and roughly worked out an invitation list.

"I'll tell you something at the party, and you'll get me a few words." He needs a trust, and NAS is the perfect person, "and help me find some beautiful girls."

"No problem. Your business is mine."

NAS thumped his chest and agreed, "I heard some bad rumors about your aplus..." He said, "I heard GD won't guarantee you and little Lori again?"

The news finally reached New York. "It's not a bad thing, brother. GD's initiative to get rid of us can save us a lot of trouble from law enforcement agencies."

In the face of hip-hop, song Ya can only hint that he still has something to do with Gd. It is estimated that Xiao Luorui's words will be similar.

"All right." "It's true that the atmosphere in New York is a little abnormal recently, and the police are more active than before," NAS said

No matter how stupid and multicultural dingkins is, he should wake up to the fact that the key to his next re-election is public security. It is normal for the New York police to act. However, it is not certain whether he dares to lay a heavy hand on African Americans.

"But let me say in advance that hip-hop circles in New York don't think highly of your party because you never offer good stuff." "They think you're a boring person," NAS said

"Fxxk, I won't touch that kind of thing. They can't count on it."

Song Yacai won't be poisoned. In order to prevent hip-hop singers from bringing that kind of thing by themselves, he specially instructs old Mike and marvolta to be vigilant.

"But I'm happy that you can tell me that. I need to hear what other people really think of me, the more the better."

He sent NAS away, and that night, he and Hayden went to see Shirley Fleming, who was about to meet on Broadway.

"Hello, Ms. Fleming."

In the VIP box on the second floor of the theater, Sonya met Shirley Fleming. With her, there was an old white man who should be a very good friend, "Mr. barenboy." After the introduction, song Ya politely shook hands with each other.

"This man seems to be the next music director of the Chicago Symphony Orchestra, a world-famous pianist and conductor." Hayden found a chance and whispered in Song Ya's ear, "we're waiting for Solti's shift."

Song Ya was in awe. The Chicago Symphony Orchestra is one of the five major symphony orchestras in the United States. It also belongs to the top of the world. Solti is a great figure in the field of contemporary classical music, and the one who can take over his class must also be an expert.

"I wrote a little symphony, and the video came with me. It was performed by the school orchestra and the chorus. Mr. barenboy, can you give me some guidance?"

He asked Hayden to take out the video that he wanted to impress Shirley Fleming from his bag and hand it to Barron Boyle.

The other person's mouth moved and took the tape. "I'll watch it." He said politely.

"Then let's take our seats first." Shirley Fleming is still proud of the upper east side. She can't see the embarrassment of song Ya again after being fired by Littman. She takes the lead to walk to the small stand on the second floor which is slightly protruding in front of the box, and sits down on the side near the stage.

Barenboy nodded to them and sat down beside her. Sonya and Hayden had to sit behind them.

A theater attendant brought a small telescope for the four people. The shell was made of metal, which was very beautiful.

"About Americana music magazine..."

Song Ya wants to take advantage of the beginning and two people chat, "Shhh." Shirley Fleming put her index finger in front of her mouth. "Can we talk after the show?" And then turn around and focus on the stage.

Song Ya raised his eyebrows and looked at Hayden helplessly.

Today is a new musical, Miss Saigon, adapted from the classic song Madame Butterfly, which has been well received since it premiered on Broadway last year.

In the dark, a group of Asian Actresses appeared in the middle of the stage.

The play, set in the late Vietnam War, is a dialogue between local prostitutes and pimps serving the MI army."You are my first American man." The actors sang.

Mi Jun then appeared, the actresses teased their heads at them, all kinds of suggestive movements were very bold.

Song Ya frowned.

The music is very good, and the actors sing very well, especially the heroine. But he is still a little uncomfortable. All the Vietnamese in the play want to go to the United States. The Asian Woman Leader loves the white man who has a wife. She is willing to give everything and die in the end. This plot is hard for him to like. Although there are some reflections on the style of the rice army and its colonial mentality in the Vietnam War, the perspective is still centered on the west, or the United States.

"You don't like it?" When the play is over, barrenboy asked back.

Song Ya didn't know when he saw his expression in the front row. "I don't understand that. This is the first time I've watched a musical in full, Mr. barrenboy." He dealt with it at will.

"No one will not like it."

Shirley Fleming didn't realize what they were talking about. She was still immersed in the plot, tears in her eyes. "It's a pity that the play didn't win the Tony Award for best musical, only lea saronga won the best female host."

"Saronga?" Song Ya thought she was of East Asian origin when she saw her face.

"Well, Filipinos."

All the actors went back to the stage to make a curtain call. Everyone stopped talking. Song Ya started clapping with them.

"Ms. Fleming, since you would like to see me so soon, I don't think you are against our joint efforts, do you?"

When the meeting is over, song Ya asks Shirley Fleming.

"I don't think I have a choice, do I?"

Shirley Fleming looked at him and said, "I heard you made more than 30 million last year?"

"Well, that doesn't mean I can afford to pay so much."

It seems that the income statistics of financial magazines are coming out soon. Song Ya asked, "so, we started to talk about the details of cooperation, right?"

As they chatted, they went outside to the clothes store. Barrenboy took his coat and helped Shirley Fleming put it on.

Shirley Fleming acquiesced. "Littman ruined the magazine. He didn't deserve it, but how do you make sure you don't do the same thing with him?"

"I'm a musician. Although I'm nothing in front of the mountains of classical music, I'm still a musician. I made it clear when I first met, right? I also reminded you that Littman was a simple businessman, but you didn't trust me at that time

He motioned to barrenboy, "when Mr. barenboy sees my symphony, he will understand. I have ideas for classical music. I'm not a pure pop star. Well? " He noticed that barenboy's hands were empty and the video was missing.

"Well, I seem to have left it in..." Barenboy groped around for a moment, a little embarrassed.

"I'll get it." Hayden went back to the theatre.

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