Chapter 570

"It seems that the era of R & B has changed from prophecy to reality, at least in the United States. Take a look at the bulletin board list! Every week is filled with a lot of R & B music, hit movies and danced out a brand-new soundtrack of my life. Aplus, the top creative genius, is also committed to the tide, from a leader to a follower Or improvers? He still brought some new styles. The overall quality of the album is still very outstanding. I would recommend be what you wanna be. After more than 90 minutes of contemporary rhythm and blues and hip-hop music along with the plot in the cinema, I was shocked when the chorus of Chicago children's chorus sounded at the end of the film. Unexpectedly, he gave an inspirational song of children's voice and pop style at the end of the film Songs, of course, still have the elements of rhythm and blues. "

Rolling Stone magazine, Philby.

"In other words, aplus's talent is still the most outstanding among the younger generation of creators. The overall style of the original vocal cords of my life is quite unified and excellent. Most of them are new songs, and his lyrics and music are all arranged by him alone. It's not inferior to the original soundtrack that Jane Jackson made for Justins, a poet. But, you know, Jennie brought together a lot of friends in the industry to help her to make such a piece of puzzle. "

Philadelphia Daily News, Philby.

"There is also a good story about dancing out of my life. The female voice frequently appeared in the film comes from Brenda Starr. When the silent African American singer in New York was still popular in the late 1980s, she kindly took care of her then unknown friend Maria Kelly. And Maria Kelly's generous return did not make Brenda wait long. She asked her fiance aplus to give almost all the female parts of the original vocal cords to each other. I believe it is not far from Brenda to turn red again. "

Arizona Eastern Tribune.

"You can sing the things Brenda sings, can't you?"

In a bar in an agricultural town in Arizona, Mrs. Jovovich put down her newspaper and said to Mila.

"Don't dream." Mila pushed the newspaper out of her hand. "He's done enough for me."

"He is so popular now Everywhere you go, you can see people and the media talking about him, his music, his movies. And what about us? I'm fed up with it. I knew I shouldn't have signed so many tours with the show company. See what they've arranged for you

Mrs. Jovovich whispered to the bar's guests, all red necked in jeans and cowboy hats, slovenly, rude, with a bottle of beer or a cheap whisky, talking loudly about the weather and women.

There are also movies, only Forrest Gump.

"Forrest Gump shouldn't be so nice to that woman. He's too bad for good people, do you understand? The woman who mingles with hippies and ngers can tolerate whatever she does, ha! If it's me, let her die! "

Said a drunk old man lying on the bar.

"You don't understand the film at all, old man." A middle-aged cowboy behind him retorted, "Forrest Gump is the incarnation of God. All American people are his subjects. He tolerates them as much as his own children, even if the beat generation opposes the Vietnam War and insults the Vietnam war heroes..."

"Fxxk, he's not a God at all, he's a fool! Ha ha ha The old man laughed.

"Don't insult a pure man like that!" The middle-aged cowboy warned him.

"You're serious about watching a movie. It's all about making up! That kind of fool can make a fortune? Dream! I also worked on ocean fishing boats. When I was young, apart from anything else, a normal person and a cripple? The work on the shrimp boat will kill them both

"That's you, so you can only use Arizona cotton now."

"So what are you planting? Oil? "

"M-fxxk, you old drunkard..." The middle-aged cowboy was angry, raised his fist and rushed over.

"Haha! Stop it. "

The bartender rushed to put out the signs of the fight. "In fact, what he said is right. The author of Forrest Gump's original work said in the newspaper that the movie was far from what he wanted to express, so the movie really can't be taken seriously."

"Is that so?" The middle-aged cowboy asks the bartender to read the newspaper attentively.

"Can you read? Can you read it? " The old man was cheap.

"Bang!" The old man stood up after a fight. He staggered for a few steps. He put up his boxing posture and went back to fight.

The two men confronted each other in front of the bar.

Other Cowboys excitedly gathered around and cheered on. It was inevitable that there would be some physical collision in the process of watching the excitement, so the two young people opened another one.

"My God!"

The sound of fists to meat, cheers, broken bottles, Mrs. Jovovich helplessly held her forehead. "The people here are more rude than the hairy ones."

"Miss Mira, the barman wants us to start the show early."

Chris Brenner, who is in charge of the concert tour and one of the producers of the Divine Comedy Album, came over and said."Now?" Mrs. chowovich questioned.

"All right." Mila readily agreed.

"Then I'll get the band ready." Chris Brenner went to get a couple of band members hiding out on the outside.

"He's interested in you, too."

Mrs. Jovovich said to Chris brennanunu, "we tried our best to get rid of Robert and mark Horton, and he started to take the initiative again. It seems that you can always attract the eyes and favor of these middle-aged men around you..."

"Can you stop talking about your daughter like that all the time?" Mila was used to it. She didn't scream and vent like she did when she was young. She just protested.

"We need him right now, at least until the tour is over." Said Mrs. Jovovich.

Mira sighed, and when the band was ready, she went to the little stage in the corner. "Thank you, Chris." She smiles and hugs Chris Brenner, sits on her high stool, picks up the microphone and gives him a sweet smile.

Feeling the other party's adoring eyes, she tilted her head slightly and shook her long hair, "realizing over, life to life..." With the accompaniment, I sang the songs from the album, gentleman who fell.

"Stop fighting, stop!"

The owner of the bar came out at the right time to separate the people from each other. The old man vomited blood. The middle-aged cowboy rubbed his swollen cheek. Everyone went back to his seat. He continued drinking, listening to music and whistling to Mila.

"I know this girl..."

A red neck who just walked in looked at Mira for a long time. "She's the former girlfriend of that nger."

"Which nger?" there was something wrong with the way people looked at Mila.

“APLUS…… The singer who bought our cotton. "

"The world has changed, hasn't it? Now we have to work for nger. "

"It is said that they will ship our cotton to China, where they will process them into clothes and sell them back to us. All the jobs have gone."

“Fxxk！” The old man began to nag: "it's all the politicians' fault. They betrayed us!"

"Yeah..." The middle-aged cowboy nodded his approval.

So we all scolded the politicians.

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