Chapter 992

"Ladies and gentlemen, Shakira!"

Singing and dancing rap, Songya, covered with sweat, introduced Shakira and waved goodbye to the 80000 people in Aztec stadium. "The stage is yours."

With shaquila holding the guitar on stage, she punched twice and ran back to the rest room.

Shakira will sing two songs, that is to fight for a total of less than 10 minutes of rest time for himself, and he should seize it.

“Hey！ Why is it that I sing the wrong way? "

It's already the last concert in central and South America. Tomorrow, I'll fly to New York to visit little rega and have a rest, and then fly directly to Spain. Ms. Sloan, Hamlin and Tara guitars are not here. In the lounge, in addition to the staff of fuhuadao, there are also several tour leaders and entourage of ansuzi, a performance agency.

"No Everyone agrees.

"Hey, hey..."

After rushing into the shower, someone has already helped to adjust the water to the most suitable temperature. After three times and five times dividing by two, Dala took off his performance clothes, threw them out and began to take a shower.

The trip back to rice was generally very pleasant. I got rid of 3dfx and got two pieces of Apocalypse movies. One was a new film about drummers, and the other was an old movie that occasionally happened to be apocalyptic when playing that kind of game with Charlie. I also enjoyed myself with treasure girl.

"Oh..."

The warm water made him close his eyes involuntarily, and then let go of a little relief. He groaned comfortably.

In addition to Argentina and Chile, this tour of central and South America was a great success in Brazil and Mexico. This, the last one in Mexico, set a new audience record for its tour.

The reasons are: first, the topic of fainting in Mexico during the live broadcast is extremely hot. Second, his southern American fans' club organized a large-scale rescue operation. It's very convenient to come to Mexico from the south, and the consumption is not high. After watching the concert, we can travel by the way.

What is the concept of 80000 people? I look at the past on the stage, no matter which direction, the eyes are full of people, they are shouting aplus! APLUS！ Singing popular songs, this atmosphere, this feeling, not to mention how cool.

According to anshuzi, if the tour is planned next year, HBO and other TV stations will compete for a very good price to buy the right to play the video of a certain American concert.

“APLUS？”

Not careful to enjoy a bit of overtime, stylist outside began to urge.

"Good! It's a clang... "

Dry up and down, humming a strange song out, stylists holding clean new clothes, this is the regular configuration of T-shirt and jeans, of course, there are big thick gold chains, diamond tags and other items.

"What's next?"

He dressed neatly, went outside to sit in front of the mirror, let the crowd around him busy to help dress up.

“WhereIsTheLove。”

"What's swimming with the world, mama?" He began to clear his throat and brush up on the mirror. This kind of song is well sung, and the words can't be forgotten.

"Three minutes." Feiji and William Adams, who had been dressed up, talked and laughed and pushed in the door.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I won't delay..."

Song Ya laughed and told them not to rush, "huh?" They picked up the wrapping paper of the fluorescent sticks on the dressing table. The fans of this fan club also organized a fluorescent booster group, bringing many Dow's fluorescent sticks that they spoke for themselves. They spelled words, played with crowds and enjoyed themselves under the stage.

On the package of the fluorescent bar, there are colorful trade names and logo words, and then they are printed on the front, thumbs up, and laugh out white teeth.

"Is this a new model?" The sound of cheap plastic rubbed out of the packaging bag.

"I don't know. I feel the quality inside and outside is worse than before." Said William Adams.

"Ha ha."

Under the competition of this sub product, Dow is estimated to have lost heart and began to enter the stage of just rotten money.

"What's wrong with them?" Fergie pours at the door.

"What?"

"Something seems to have happened." Feiji said.

Song ya got up a little confused, "is there anything I don't know?"

As he went to the door, he checked again and put on some important items, such as the eardrum and microphone, which old Mike had kept. While he asked the people gathered at the door to chat with him, they were not in a good mood.

"No, it's not your business. Come on, aplus." They answered.

"Let's go."

Song Ya felt that it might be something to do with himself. They didn't want to say it now to affect their performance. There was nothing wrong with it. He crossed the busy backstage corridor with feiji and others and reached behind the curtain on one side of the stage.

Just in time, Shakira was sitting on a high chair, playing and singing the last few words of her second song."Thank you! Thank you, Shakira

When she finished her curtain call, song Ya put on her ears and went back to isolate the 80000 people from the tsunami and strode onto the stage.

"Goodbye."

He gave the girl a big hug. Shakira took the opportunity to whisper in her ear that she would not go with her when she went to Europe.

"Well."

Song Ya replied, "yo!" Fergie has reached the edge of the stage and started to stir up the atmosphere.

Multi person hip-hop songs, acrobatic girls from the sky, graceful chair dance, "aiseeutepego, aiaiseeutepego..." Finally, in aisee eute Pego encore, a favorite of Latin American fans, the stage is completely covered with jet dry ice.

“No！ APLUS！ No！ Don't go! Don't leave me

At the last moment, he saw the desperate eyes of those fanatical female fans in agony as if they were the end of the world. They were crying and stretched out their hands to themselves. They worked hard enough. It was like freezing time in this moment.

"Perfect! Great

Before he took off his ears, he heard the director cheering on the radio.

"Thank you for the accompaniment."

Song Ya took the accordion players around him and stepped down together, "celebration party!" Announce to the cast behind the curtain and get their cheers again.

"May I speak?"

Anshuzi's people gathered again in the lounge, and this time their faces were no longer covered up to show concern.

“Shxt！”

Being hugged in the door, he saw someone cram a tape into the VCR, turn on the TV, and then there were countless unanswered calls in the cell phones handed over by old Mike.

They're all in partnership, aren't they? He gave old Mike a look.

"The crime and punishment of hip hop music."

The logo of CBS music channel appears in the TV picture, with a big title. The picture shows that 2pac was taken by the paparazzi before he died, sitting in the co pilot, and sugnette was driving.

"On September 13, hip hop singer 2pac died of shooting. This is the place where the incident happened. I stood at the intersection. At that time, his car was waiting for the traffic lights..."

A fresh young white man stood on the street of Las Vegas at night, chatting to the camera, "at present, the Las Vegas and Los Angeles police have not captured the real suspects. I understand that they have arrested some people, but they released them soon..."

Song Ya has seen a lot of relevant news and reports in the past 20 days. It's nothing but a stereotype. Has something to do with him? He wondered at the people looking at anschuz.

The other side made a gesture to keep looking.

"I'm not going to focus on this sad thing today. In fact, the hip-hop music circle, or we can narrow down the scope, rap circle and even gangster rap circle's tragic events are far more than this one. 2pac is just the most famous one. He is not the first rap star to die at gunpoint, and I don't think he will be the last... "

The white man said clearly. The picture was changed from a street view to a picture of a dead singer. Many black faces passed through the picture like a lantern. In the subtitle, their real names were marked with stage names in small quotation marks.

Little Lori's face was in the middle and flashed by.

"Why? Why is it that vendetta has been banned repeatedly in this circle, and one young life after another has left us... "

The white man began to ask, "what rules do they follow? Who killed them? Someone? Or the whole society? "

"Who does he think he is?"

William Adams and others, who stood behind Sonya and watched together, said that they should be very upset that a white generation of black people was discussing this.

"Shh!" Fergie put her index finger to her mouth.

"I dare not say that I know this circle best, but I have visited and investigated carefully and silently for several years."

The white man seemed to have heard William Adams's complaint, and he continued: "I remember the first time I was interviewed, when I was still working for the New York Times, and the editor in chief told me that there was a very vicious shooting incident in Harlem. Yes, maybe some fans still remember the shooting in the Harlem nightclub."

The pictures began to give news photos of the night club in Harlem.

“Shxt！” Song Ya remembered who the white man was. He didn't know this man, but he knew his existence very early.

"I did a lot of work, fieldwork, interviewing people It's just a pity that the special report was not published at that time. " "Here, I thank CBS for allowing my story to finally be broadcast," the white continued

Song Ya looked around. Everyone was watching quietly. It was the result of William Morris' public relations that New York didn't publish that report. Unexpectedly, this reporter now went to CBS to continue.

CBS……

Howard Skinner, the current president of Sony beimi, is the former CBS president.Thinking of the man who committed suicide three months ago and the serious attitude of ansuzi and others at the scene, he felt that the situation was not good.

The TV picture cuts from Las Vegas to a bridge, and the white man walks on the bridge. "But the first thing we want to talk about is not the shooting in the Harlem nightclub, but a long time ago, the" bridge war "between the rap singers in Brooklyn and the Bronx, in the 1980s..."

He turned to the beginning of the history of hip hop's beef.

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