Chapter 981?We Are One

Argentina is the most 'white' country in South America. Due to various historical reasons, it is also the most discriminatory and anti-Semitic country in South America. Song Ya's first performance in Buenos Aires only came to 20,000 Five thousand spectators.

"I heard that only 30,000 tickets were sold for tomorrow's show, more than 30,000..."

One day between the two concerts, Anschutz booked the hotel banquet hall to hold a salon, while Fergie lazily leaned against the bar, drinking and chatting with Shakira.

"For sale only!?"

Shakira rolled her eyes, "It's more than my personal concerts, at least three times!"

"Wow, that's a lot..."

Fergie really didn't know that she was already so popular in South America, so she turned her head and looked up and down again at her best friend who was two years younger than her.

"What?" Shakira felt her gaze.

"Why do you dress up so much like his ex-wife? Sincerely."

Fergie grabbed the end of her hair, "I had the same instant noodle hair as Mariah Carey before marriage, and it was dyed blonde, Bichi..."

"Hey! This... this has nothing to do with me okay? That's how Sony Columbia Records' Artistic Image Management is designed."

Shakira pushed Fergie's hand away, and was calling Qu Caibai, when the door of a small hall in the distance was suddenly pushed open, and Hayden hurried out with a dignified expression, she saw Song Ya supporting the table with her arms, He was discussing something intensely with the white people who surrounded him with all the stars.

The door was closed quickly, and when the man's tall figure disappeared from sight, Shakira suddenly felt a sense of loss in her heart. She was really weak. Estefan asked if she would agree to be his guest performer, but she refused first. , but when Estefan still forcibly agreed on the grounds that it was good for his career, he still signed the performance contract while cursing himself.

I had already made up my mind that I would never have anything to do with the scumbag man other than work this time, but on the way before I saw him, I couldn't help clamping my legs in the car, Head full of 'Going to be pushed tonight! He will definitely push him again tonight! '

"You're useless, Shakira," she thought, pounding her forehead in frustration.

"What's wrong with you?" Fergie asked strangely.

"Nothing." She squeezed out a smile and changed the subject, "Did the death of 2PAC have a big impact?"

"In America,

Yes. Fergie lowered her voice, "2PAC is the most popular hip-hop singer on the West Coast, the idol of many poor Ngers, and they are members of the Blood Gang." "

"So you guys know each other well? You're also part of the West Coast hip-hop scene, right?" Shakira asked.

"No, I'm white, they all M-fxxk exclude me. If it's not for the sake of that scumbag..."

Fergie gestured in the direction of the small hall where Song Ya was with her wine glass, "Those black female hip-hop singers have been staring at my DISS for a long time."

She is very smart, relying on the popular dance song SweetbutPsycho of her second album, she has successfully transformed herself. She spends most of the year enjoying the luxurious life of a singer, so she is too lazy to fight with people in the air like before.

"Then what does 2PAC's death have to do with him? He's so nervous." Shakira asked again.

"who knows."

Fergie saw that the door was pushed open again, and the people inside were almost gone, only Song Ya and Hamlin were left, and they drank the wine in the glass with their necks raised, "Just ask if it's okay."

She took her best friend's hand, stepped on her high heels and strode forward, and held it with her hand a second before the door was about to close again, "Yo!" and walked in after saying hello.

"Ah!" Shakira covered her mouth and screamed when she first saw a very creepy photo spread out on the table.

"Feel sorry."

Song Ya reversed the photo, "I don't know where the National Enquirer got the photo of 2PAC being autopsied on the autopsy table. There is really no limit."

"Has the murderer been caught?" Fergie asked.

"No, there is a big conspiracy behind this."

It's been almost a week since 2PAC died, and more and more accurate news came from the United States, "Sug Knight was arrested by the Los Angeles Police on charges of violating parole regulations, and she is facing a lawsuit and going to jail. It seems that everyone doesn't want to see it. Until he avenges 2PAC to create more vicious cases, especially in the election year. Of course, it may also be part of the premeditation. Now some conspiracy theories are spreading, saying that 2PAC wanted to leave his death row records and start the stove. He has a nose and an eye for killing people." Song Ya said.

"Murder your most profitable singer?" Fergie frowned.

"It's unlikely, Su Ge Knight is a fool, yes, but he is also a very experienced gang leader, he will not make such low-level mistakes, and he will only do it in Los Angeles, not like when the crime happened. , used a private jet to escape the rule of not leaving Los Angeles while on parole, and went to Las Vegas."

Song Ya shook his head, "That's why I said there was a conspiracy. 2PAC was killed, Su Ge Knight was involved in lawsuits, Derry ran away early, the death row records were all over in an instant, and the tabloids poured dirty water on them. The real murderer behind the scenes should be prepared It's been a long time, a very beautiful move, directly blitzing the opponent's combat center in a short time..."

"Shxt! So complicated...but none of your business?" Fergie asked.

"Um."

Song Ya pointed to the two women, "I have strengthened security, including you, don't talk nonsense when you return to the United States. Quincy Jones, the old fox, was so frightened that he sent his son who signed on Death Row Records to Europe overnight. His daughter Keda Da Jones, even 2PAC's girlfriend is afraid to break the news to reporters like a few days ago."

"Then 2PAC was killed for nothing?" Shakira asked, "Without revenge?"

"Haha, it really is something Latin people can say."

Song Ya shrugged with a smile, "I don't know...Maybe it will be some blood gang gangster who wants to be famous and crazy to complete his revenge, who knows? This is the gangsta rap circle."

"APLUS." Hayden came in again.

"Let's go." Fergie led Shakira away with a wink.

"There is also a saying that on the night 2PAC was shot, earlier in the MGM Hotel, he took his younger brother to beat up a person with an old grudge, and insultingly lost a boxing ticket worth a thousand dollars after the beating To the other party, maybe this is just a temporary revenge by a small character, a pure accident."

Hayden closed the door to report the latest news.

"Impossible, it's not like an accident."

Song Yatai has experience, "Accidents will not make the Los Angeles police act so quickly for a small bail violation charge. Su Ge Knight is a rich man after all, and he does not lack money to hire a good lawyer. 2PAC and Su Ge Knight are Ambushed on the way to the nightclub, this is definitely a planned operation. Did Linda contact MC Hammer? I heard that 2PAC had a long conversation with him in Las Vegas before his death."

"MC Hammer was also terrified, and he hid back in his church..." Hayden smiled wryly, "Snoop Dogg also hid and didn't answer the phone."

"Is that the end of West Coast gangsta rap, Death Row records?"

Song Ya did some calculations in her mind, Death Row Records can almost be equated with West Coast gangster rap, and now the only one who can play Snoop Dogg is a fencer who can't offend both sides, MCHammer is out of breath, 2PAC gang The younger brother has no real skills other than being a gangster. When singing live, he often forgets his words or is out of breath. He was brought into the position purely by licking 2PAC.

It is unrealistic to expect Snoop Dogg to carry the West Coast flag after Su Ge Knight was locked up by the Los Angeles police. He may even take the opportunity to simply run to "reunite" with his old brother Dre.

"It looks like this at the moment, and everyone is in danger now. Oh, yes, I asked the inner city broadcasting company to find the widow of Malcolm X for help, and contacted the mother of 2PAC. You can call to give condolences at the appointed time. "

Hayden looked at his watch, "It's half an hour later."

"Good job."

The mother of 2PAC is naturally distraught. She is a complicated person. She participated in the Black Panther Party and engaged in progressive movements, but she is also an addict. She is strong enough to bring up her children, giving them the best education possible, but she also often suffers from domestic violence. 2PAC That song Dear Mama was written for her.

"If you need any help... please don't hesitate."

"I will."

The two chatted a few words on the phone politely. According to 2PAC's mother's rich life experience, at least it is impossible to believe the nonsense that she assassinated 2PAC.

"I actually like 2pac, I know we don't have a relationship, he diss me but I do like him, he's a genius, losing him is a big loss for the whole hip-hop scene. I called his mother last night and we had a chat chat……"

After the second day's concert, Song Ya finally accepted an interview with a local reporter from the Mil Associated Press in Buenos Aires backstage. The wording was carefully considered, "You know, I have been condemning this circle all the time. We've had this problem for far too long, it's a big problem and we have to have the willpower to get rid of him."

"Are you on Biggie's side? You guys worked with DeadAndGone, right?"

"Nothing this way, that side, we're a big family, WeAreOne, it's all logging OK? I really hope there won't be any more violence, Jr. Lowry, 2PAC...too many, they're all the best The singers are all good people, losing any one of them is a great loss for the music industry, and this kind of tragedy should not continue."

"So you appeal to Suge Knight not to retaliate?"

"Revenge doesn't solve anything, it just creates bigger problems."

After sending the reporter away, Song Ya felt dizzy for some reason, "Shakira, let's go, let's go back to the hotel." He went to Shakira's dressing room to call someone.

"Wait, just five minutes." Shakira pointed to the microphone in her hand.

Estefan and the others were there, and a friendly game was playing on the small TV in the dressing room, and Colombia was thrashing Cuba.

"What's wrong with you? APLUS." Estefan noticed that Song Ya sat down slowly while touching the armrest of the sofa, and joked: "You can't hold on after only five tours?"

"Haha, not really, but I'm really tired..."

The audience in Argentina is far less enthusiastic than Brazil, and the attendance rate is not satisfactory, which is indeed more tiring.

"APLUS, do you know Jennifer?" Shakira asked after hanging up the phone.

"Which Jennifer?"

"Jennifer Lopez," Shakira said. "She told me to find you...uh, please don't put her down in Hollywood."

"You know her?"

"Of course, she's also Latino, and she's also in the music scene."

"Not to mention suppression..."

Even the heroine masturbates to Mira, so it’s not considered oppression, but Jennifer Lopez is from Motura, so she can’t have good fruit for her. Not that much energy."

"Then you don't agree?" The girl acted like a baby.

"Don't make promises to others that Shakira can't do." Estefan helped out, "APLUS? Are you really okay?"

He saw Song Ya suddenly staring straight at the football game on TV with a painful expression.

When the going gets tough

Onelove, onelife, oneworld, onefight

Wholeworld, one night,, Brazil

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