Chapter 1431

"You deserve a promotion, I like it."

The slender 757 is about to land. Songya still focuses on desk work, reading various statements, signing various documents and taking care of business. TV channels are generally locked in its ACN or ACE station.

It happened to be broadcast to the wonderful clip of the hip-hop competition on ACE. My ex-wife was evaluating a contestant who had just finished the performance.

Hearing his ex-wife's voice, song Ya stopped writing and looked at the TV.

"Thank you, thank you!"

An old white woman of medium beauty, about 27 or 8 years old, thanked happily on the stage. As soon as the picture turned, it was given to Rashida, who squatted backstage and hugged the two little girls. The little girls who should be the contestant's daughters immediately clapped happily. Rashida also showed a nervous and happy look together.

"Worth it? Why? "

But it seems that other judges have different opinions. Adam Shankman, who is well-established by the poisonous tongue, said: "she just seemed to be drunk."

"I didn't drink..." the contestant pitifully explained on the stage.

"That's a metaphor!" Adam Shankman's words caused the audience to laugh.

"She dances well. She is a hard-working and loving single mother. We should give her more encouragement." The ex-wife may feel a little in sympathy with each other and continue to give support.

"Look! The name of our column is... "

This emotional reason can't move Adam Shankman. He gestures to a line of big letters above the stage, "hip hop competition!"

The judges' opinions were one to one, and the two looked at mchammer.

Mchammer thought for a moment and broadcast it. At the same time, he gave a close-up of his face and added suspense music.

The contestants also covered their mouths and waited on the stage, with tears of tension.

Finally, mchammer made a concise decision: "eliminate!"

As soon as the sound was finalized, some people in the audience expressed regret and others applauded. Rashida began to comfort the two little girls crying on the spot backstage.

The ex-wife immediately showed her unhappiness, raised her mouth, looked up at the sky, took the lens from her nostrils, and should be rolling her eyes.

"Hey, hey..."

Song Ya actually knows that her ex-wife's performance as a judge is a little unpopular with TV viewers. Her undisguised emotional expression is considered by many people to be too self-centered, Diva spectrum, and lack of professional ability.

Adam Shankman cherishes and enjoys this opportunity. Mchammer has another brain. The two dance masters, regardless of their qualifications and Jianghu status, are unlikely to be used to her.

But... Forget it, just have fun herself.

During this time, song Ya chose to stay in Langlang, Los Angeles, on the one hand, because the gentle village over there is too comfortable, on the other hand, she is also hiding from her ex-wife. She often comes to Chicago to record programs, and she has to take care of the mood and public opinion pressure of Guan Xuan's girlfriend Amy. If she goes back to detonate the Shura field, it will be bad for her and Amy.

And he didn't want to run for Alicia on the cook county prosecutor's platform, so as not to stimulate the Daley Dynasty. If he can hide outside, he can hide outside. Anyway, Alicia's victory has been stable.

In fact, I can be naughty in Los Angeles for a while, but a small psychological problem forced me to start and return.

In short, Linda, President of a + records, Daniel, President of metropolitan distribution, and Disney Records have finally decided on the new promotion strategy of the four specialties.

MJ's solo 30th anniversary concert is so powerful that several families have emptied half of the American singing world. Britney Spears, the first performance guest on September 7, is now "invincible". Even if MJ only invited her one guest that day, the tickets and broadcast ratings of the concert are guaranteed. Britney Spears is so popular now.

So we have no operability when we use similar activities. First, it is difficult to defeat MJ. Second, MJ's publicity and distribution before the development of the special education has always been a huge pen against the ceiling of the industry. The quality of his concert is also good. If he is pulling people and preparing for the concert, there is not enough time.

So Daniel came up with an idea. Since it is difficult to find a way to surpass in the short term, he compared the style with MJ. He thought he had an advantage that MJ can't resist at all, that is, the creation and command ability of symphonic music.

Just as the Requiem of the dream has been turned on, the music work can be carried out. The symphony of the Apocalypse when he was shot... It's time to record it. Disney Records will find ABC station to follow it all the way, and then produce a short documentary, which will be released before MJ's 30th anniversary concert. This is what Daniel calls "winning with style".

But there was something wrong with Songya. He soon found that when he called up the pure music score in his mind, he would always recall the scene of being shot at that time, and then think that the main gunman Trevor and the forces behind the scenes were still at large

Picking up music needs to be "played" again and again to revisit that scene. This psychological obstacle makes the work always intermittent, and a mood of depression will linger in my mind.

So he wants to come back and practice with the Chicago Symphony Orchestra in advance to get the soundtrack of the Requiem of the dream together. He feels that it will be better when there are many people, at least better than torturing himself with the staff alone.

It happens that Amy will stay in Hollywood to prepare for the shooting of "growth education".

There is another job

"The Dow Jones index fell below 10000 points again today..."

Pick up the remote control and switch to ACN. The financial host is broadcasting the stock market. Affected by the thunder of Enron, the New York stock market has fallen slightly in nearly four months, and the NASDAQ index has returned below 2000 points and headed straight for 1800.

"Hey..."

Song Ya sighed slightly. It is reasonable to say that the energy giants, as the basic plate of the current government of the elephant party, should be able to pull Enron, but it is difficult to judge the specific time point.

“Boy。” The hatch opened and old Mike handed an umbrella.

"Yes."

It was raining in Chicago. Songya and the old man exchanged eyes, then patted the arm of the muffler before they got out of the cabin and opened the umbrella.

At noon in Chicago, the sky was as dark as night, and the rain hit the umbrella. Songya looked up at the pickup team. The security supervisor of highland manor was waiting in front of the car in a wheelchair. Behind him were bodyguards dressed in black and with a black umbrella.

"Just wait in the car."

Songya took her hand down the boarding ladder and was polite to the security supervisor in her home.

"Hey, hey."

The black man who broke his legs in the car accident smiled and turned back to signal the bodyguard to open the door.

Songya pressed his shoulder again and got into the car.

The motorcade quickly left the airport. Songya looked in the rearview mirror. The security supervisor was still waiting in the rain with two cars. Old Mike and the muffler came to him with their luggage.

"Alec!"

When the motorcade drove into Highland Park, it was already raining heavily. Aunt Susie was at Highland Park home, holding herself and Amy's son veras in her arms.

"Susie. "Oh, oh, my little villas..."

Sonya teased her lovely son.

"The elephant party seems dissatisfied with our speed. We don't want to wait until the end of the year..."

During Sloan's visit in the evening, she said, "I've been urged again through the relationship with Litman. I don't know how they plan to act at present."

"Gordon is already in contact with the political relations between the District of Columbia and his hometown to select the first station for politics for next year's mid-term election. It can't be kept secret. The elephant party should be able to hear the news?" Song Ya asked.

"It's also possible that the party is taking advantage of the problem. After all, Gordon changed from the anchor station to Capitol Hill... They may have nothing to think of this result first, but they won't feel much comfortable with our solution."

Sloan smiled, "they probably can't accept it and think we're playing smart."

"They'd better not be insatiable." Song Ya replied coldly, "my concession is not without a bottom line."

"Of course."

Sloan took away a stack of papers on the table and revealed fifty dollars below.

"Ha ha, Haley is worth a hundred..."

Song ya just took advantage of the topic and grabbed his hands to show that I was jealous! Denial of service today!

"How much are you worth? Don't you count it in your heart?" Sloan rolled his eyes and took the money back.

“Mimi！”

The two were deadlocked. Aunt Susie's loud voice sounded outside, and her ex-wife arrived.

Songya had to give Sloan an an sorry look and welcome him out of the study.

"I'm so angry! Adam Shankman is always against me! "

I heard his voice before seeing him, and my ex-wife complained, "don't let the player I picked advance!"

"That's the rule of the hip-hop competition... Ow!"

Song Yazheng explained and slapped her on the arm.

"Hum! Did you watch the replay? " The ex-wife saw little villas in Susie's arms at this time. She didn't say much, but she twisted the man hard.

"A little, I can't interfere... Mimi, unless they deliberately make trouble."

"Shit! You call the program team! "

"No!"

"You! I'm so angry! "

Songya nimbly dodged all kinds of attacks.

In the early morning, it rained heavily outside, and the bedroom was in a mess. Song Ya and his ex-wife were lying on their backs and sleeping.

"Oh!"

At the same time, a muffler, a shovel, was crawling out of the new pit which had just been opened in the suburbs. Then the black scarf was covered with the mouth and nose.

"Keep your voice down!" The security supervisor watching the wind in the distance lowered his voice to warn, but soon smelled the bad smell from the pit and immediately covered his nose.

Only old Mike didn't respond. The old man climbed down the pit carefully with a flashlight. There were only three of them at the scene. Their whole body had been soaked in the heavy rain.

The tombstone standing in front of the pit has only a simple name: 'Mike towley', and there is no age of birth or death.

"Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng..."

At the end of the month, Songya had begun to practice with the Chicago Symphony Orchestra. The Requiem of dreams gradually took shape and sounded in the practice room.

Balun Boyi, the music director of the orchestra, stood smiling and looked at the sweaty lover with V-shaped sweat stains on the back of his T-shirt.

A member of the ABC crew quietly looked after the camera in the corner.

The baton in his hand danced up and down. Song Ya recalled the scene when he was shot. He rushed straight at the running horse in front of him, the call sign of Marotta in the distance, and the fire at the muzzle of the bandit Cui bo

He shook his head, closed his eyes, immersed himself in the music, and sweat flowed down his temples.

When the music stopped suddenly, the scene was silent for a while, and then burst into warm applause.

The members of ABC's production team have been completely convinced by the personal charm of this self-made rich man and music genius, applauded from the bottom of their hearts and admired with great eyes.

"Thank you." He opened his eyes and politely thanked the orchestra members and the crew.

Then I saw Sloan and old Mike behind barenboy.

"Mr. aplus..."

"Just a moment, please."

He smiled and declined the interview with ABC reporter, then said hello to Barron Boye and went out to find a secluded place with Sloan and old Mike.

"We compared Mike towley's DNA and should be able to confirm that the man killed by the FBI was not him." Old Mike said.

"So... Mike towley is still alive?" Songya frowned.

"It is very likely that as a peripheral member of the Colombo family in New York, Andre Sanchez, who was suspected of trading power and money with the Colombo family in the FBI trio on Peter's list, should have dealt with him, and it happened that Dave Norton in the trio killed him with a sniper gun that day, and smashed his face... There is no such coincidence in the world."

Old Mike said: "Mike towley is the gunman's brain. If he is alive, he should change his face and continue to live in a witness protection program of the FBI."

"Well, keep checking."

Songya nodded and asked Sloan, "where are you?"

"Giuliani has appointed a New York City special prosecutor who is quietly investigating the Lyle Cohen case. Their focus seems to be whether the false news of Lyle Cohen's escape from ACN involves your violations during shorting Vivendi global."

"Steve Heins of the FBI trio seems to be cooperating with the investigation," Sloan said

"These damn guys are really arrogant! Do you think I really won't pursue the shooting? "

It seems that those people want to die by themselves. They have been dormant for so long. Now they are taking action again. Song Ya slapped him on the window. It is still windy and rainy outside, and the rain flows like a waterfall along the glass.

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