Chapter 272

"Well done, Dion. Put it in."

The remix version of Dean Wilson's Remix Remix Remix remix for rememberthename weakens the rock element in the song, making it more rhythmic, blues and softer. After listening to song ya, I feel that it's OK. It can't compare with the original, but it's an attempt of another style.

"All the preparatory work for your debut has been completed. There are nine singles plus two additional versions of beautiful girls, Dean's remember the name remix, dance mix versions of Ifeel it coming, feel it still, wanto wantme, trumpts, and studio version of Ifeel it coming, a total of 17 songs. Among them, beautiful girls and wantto wantme, completed in the deep sea studio, use DTS surround sound technology

Hayden handed over a document: "Sony Columbia has finished the cover of the album. Do you want to wait? Aplus, it has been more than a year since your first Ifeel it comes out. "

The background of the album cover is the broken virtual street view of Chicago's South City, and then the silhouette of song Ya's single person, with the words aplus in capital letters above. Song Ya is not going to make any stunts, and will release the first album of the same name like most singers.

"Wait until you're done with Rodney King, will you?" Song Ya points to his white shirt. In Los Angeles, the four police officers who beat Rodney King will be sentenced. No accident, there will be a protest in Chicago, "didn't I set a schedule? If I can't come up with a new song by the middle of May, I'll put in the two ballad songs I've recorded

"All right, all right."

Hayden was very anxious. "You know, the rap group Kris Kross, which is composed of two 13-year-old and 4-year-old children, has a strong momentum. Their jump was the top billboard of last week. No accident, it will continue to last week. You don't have the title of the youngest talented hip-hop musician. And they're part of Sony Columbia, and they're closer than you are to Sony Columbia. "

"Well..."

Song Ya of course knows this. Two half year old black boys are singing authentic old-fashioned and popular rap, which makes his various gifted youngsters' aura tarnished. Their MV also brought about a trend of black clothing, including reverse jeans, trousers that are about to slip down at any time, big trousers, and tops several sizes larger than their own

Brother Tony, for example, is now wearing a long sleeve sweatshirt with a hem that reaches to the knee.

"Tony, it's only children who wear adult clothes have the effect. What do you learn from them?" Make complaints about song ya Tucao.

"Don't you think it's going to make you thin?"

Tony points to the jeans below, where the pant tubes are flabby on his sneakers for several layers, "muffler!" He called for the muffler, and the two dressed like brothers, "jump! Jump!" With their baggy waistbands, they sang and danced like Kris Kross in the MV.

Song Ya turned his eyes helplessly.

Taraj, in a white shirt, comes in. "Taraj, aren't we cool?" Tony asked her.

"Not bad." Talaji responded, her expression was very serious. "The verdict came out. At 3:15 p.m., all four white police officers were acquitted."

"Fxxk, those damned Nazi juries." Tony cursed.

"Wow, it's fun."

Song Ya stood up and said, "let's meet with the equal rights organization, mobile phone."

He took taraji and others out and said, "Hey, Cooper, what are you doing?" He called ace Cooper.

"Those white people are all in a fuckin 'Gang! I'm going to give a speech in the studio. It's a declaration of war! FXXK！” There was a lot of voices and noise on the escubar side.

"Calm down." Song Ya hung up the phone, and before getting on the bus, he took another opportunity to report the news to the bet people. Before that, escubar, Derry, sugenet, 2pac and others made a show. They gathered together the three black gang leaders in Los Angeles, namely, the lame Gang, the blood gang and the predator (all small characters in fact), and declared that they would stop attacking each other. The response was very good, and the audience's bad feeling towards Derry was also reduced. Song Ya also disclosed this incident to bet.

Call on Fergie, and they drive to the door of Reverend Allison's church. The protest team has begun to gather. Michelle, the mayor's assistant, is not suitable for this kind of activity. Her boyfriend is here.

Police officers are facing a big enemy, several police motorcycles ready to open the road stopped not far away.

"Despite Rodney King's fault, it's too much more than that all the police officers who beat people are not guilty. Do you want a root of this? "

The organizer, Reverend Allison, has not sent a signal. Michelle's boyfriend gives song ya a cigarette.

Song ya, who never smokes, takes it as he pleases."I don't know much about it, but I believe you are professional." Two people hide in the corner, the other side pulled out a lighter, two heads together lit, began to puff.

"It's impossible to be completely innocent." Michelle's boyfriend said.

"I think so." Song Ya agrees. Rodney King must have wanted to be beaten, but the police officers who beat them are indeed using excessive violence.

When the two men wait for the protest team to gather, Sonya holds him in his left hand and Fergie in his right hand, and pastor Alison and others are at the forefront, taraji is in the second row behind him, and old Mike and Tony are scattered around to protect them.

Chicago was quiet, and the parade was sparse. When we arrived at Grant Park at 6:30 p.m., "finish the job." Song ya, who had been photographed enough by reporters, shook hands with the organizers one by one, "call me again if you need to."

"Thank you, good boy." Reverend Allison thanks with pleasure.

Before getting on the bus and leaving, song Ya heard a burst of cheers from the crowd, "what's the matter?"

Old Mike turned on the radio, and the local Los Angeles radio broadcast: "the Los Angeles police announced that the dispersal of African American protestors at the streets of Florence and Normandy was temporarily unsuccessful..."

“Ho！” Talaji raised his hands to celebrate the victory.

"What's the joy of it?"

Song Ya called song a Sheng, "tell Chicago Chinatown to be more careful and close early."

"It's closed." "The reaction in Chicago was not as strong as expected," Song said

"It doesn't have to be when the news comes from the role models in Los Angeles."

Songya knows that it is the normal reaction of the vast majority of African Americans to celebrate immediately after hearing the news that the police have eaten the news.

Back to the a + record, everyone gathered in front of the TV.

An interview helicopter from the U.S. national television station photographed a group of black people pulling the white truck driver out of the car at the crossroads of Florence and Normandy. Some people beat the driver lying on the ground like an animal. Someone climbed on the car to search, and then robbed the driver and everything in the car. After the crowd dispersed, the white driver was lying still on the ground. Before long, another driver was attacked by the same means, and the helicopter circled for a long time without seeing the local police.

This shocking picture, however, seemed to give encouragement to the local black people. Later, more and more black people began to go to the street. At 8:30, from the helicopter overlooking the picture, we can see the sporadic fire in the city.

"All interviews were rejected."

Song Ya was a little agitated. After thinking about it, he dialed ace Cooper again. "Things don't seem to be going in the right direction, Cooper."

"Er..." "It's all the Mexicans, they mix in the crowd and take advantage of the fire," escubo said

Obviously, there are black people burning and robbing on TV. "Do you want to continue to participate?"

"Er Well... " "I'll probably wait and see for a night in the studio," escubo stammered

"It's best. Keep in touch."

Song Ya hangs up.

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