Chapter 1280 Star Game

"Sorry APLUS, I made a decision a long time ago, but there are too many people and things involved in announcing my retirement, so I didn't inform you in advance."

Jordan asked on the phone: "Will you and your ex-wife come on the 23rd of this month?"

He will hold a second retirement ceremony on January 23, which is also the number on the back of the jersey. There will be a charity star game ahead of him, and he will invite friends to participate.

"No problem, we are all brothers, we have reserved a schedule for you."

No wonder there was an appointment before, what else could it be? Song Ya agreed, "Do you want us to sing?"

"Uh... Let the agents discuss the details. Then I'll talk about APLUS, I have too many things to do."

"K."

Song Ya hung up the phone and cursed: "Damn it, he stole all the limelight."

The news is full of news about Jordan's retirement.

"He has a quarrel with Bulls manager Klaus, and coach Phil Jackson has left Los Angeles again. This year is a shrinking season after the labor dispute. Other strong teams can't afford and don't want to pay his high annual salary."

Hayden rushed over: "I guess he would not want to go to a weaker team. He is 36 years old. Retiring is a sensible choice. Two and three consecutive championships in his career are already complete."

"Say hello to Al and those supporting singers, Reeber he Nae will definitely be indispensable." It's okay, there must be enthusiasm for singing at his retirement ceremony, not too much.

"Uh, his manager, David Falk, didn't mention your singing. He only arranged to sing a song, your ex-wife's Her. You are invited to the All-Star Game to make your debut." Hayden said.

"Play ball?"

"Yes, playing ball, boss, you'd better hurry up and practice, don't make a fool of yourself on the court, there will be professional superstars participating in the All-Star Game." Hayden: "Of course I will discuss it with David Falk, let you have a good opinion of yourself. Another guest star, most likely R Kelly."

"hehe……"

R Kelly is about 1.85 meters? His physique is far inferior to his own, Song Ya sneered, completely dismissing her.

Wait, wait, I remember that when Jordan first came back, he asked his ex-wife to sing Her during halftime, and now...he can't forget, this guy can't be thinking...Damn it!

Hum, "ii, will you agree to Jordan's invitation?" He called his ex-wife.

"Of course! Sandy is a very good exposure opportunity, ummmm..."

Mariah Carey hummed on the other end of the phone, "Ah!" and whispered.

"What are you... doing?" Song Ya sniffed and asked humbly, "Who is by your side?"

"It's all your fault! Why don't you dance at the Louvre V!?" She suddenly became angry, and a woman's laughter sounded familiar, as if it was the choreographer Anne Fletcher.

"Oh, I'm practicing dancing..." Song Ya breathed a sigh of relief, and my heart jumped, "I have practiced my dancing skills a long time ago, and you really can't keep up with it."

"whispering sound!"

"Is Annie with you? Let her answer the phone?"

"oh."

The mobile phone was transferred to Anne Fletcher, "APLUS."

"How is ii practicing? Can it meet expectations before going to Paris in March?" Song Ya asked.

"It's a bit difficult,

The flexibility of her body was beyond salvation. "

Anne Fletcher was telling the truth, and the knees pressing on Mariah Carey's calves were strengthened at the same time, "Oh! Woooooo..." Song Ya suddenly heard her ex-wife screaming over there.

"K, then you go on, I won't bother you." He gloated.

"Wait, APLUS, Ms. Kelly is going to perform in Chicago on the 23rd, right?" Anne Fletcher asked.

"Yes."

"I think it's better to go to Chicago first and let Ms. Kelly practice there? It's more convenient for the dancers to be there. I like the big practice room of A+ Records." Anne Fletcher suggested.

"Uh, uh...would you like it?"

There will be problems with time management. Harley has finished filming the movie Miracle and is coming to Chicago.

"APLUS asked if you would like to." Anne Fletcher asked Mariah Carey on the spot.

"Hmph." She pursed her lips noncommittally, so she agreed.

"Okay, it just so happens that I miss Lei Jia too." Song Ya agreed, and quietly coordinated without mentioning it.

Anne Fletcher hung up and handed the phone to the assistant. The actual reason was that she couldn't handle the DIVA in front of her, so she had to ask her ex-husband for help. APLUS should be able to take care of it.

"Mmmmm..."

Mariah Carey was sitting on the fitness mat in the dance practice room, with her legs spread apart, far from the 180-degree splits of professional dancers, but she kept showing her teeth that she couldn't stand it. Anne Fletcher and her assistant were pressing a , Mandatory to help with stretching.

"Come here." Mariah Carey.

"The warm-up exercise must be done well, otherwise you and II who may be strained will wait." Anne Fletcher coaxed.

"It hurts too much, forget it, I'll make it up next time."

"no."

"Huh!?" DIVA immediately lost his temper, his brows turned upside down, his legs tried to break free a few times but failed, and he just lay down on the floor, refusing to give in to anything, "That's it! Mine!"

"Alright alright."

Anne Fletcher looked at her manager, Sandy Glenn. Sandy Glenn was watching with a smile, and didn't want to join in the persuasion. Anne Fletcher sighed, and had to give the assistant a look, and they all let go. suppress.

"Huh!" She was happy, and stretched out her hand, and the female assistant came over to help her, "Hmph."

At the beginning, she was not motivated, and spent a lot of money to decorate and renovate the dance practice room in Bedford Manor. She bought a bunch of dance clothes, headbands, and auxiliary equipment. After a few days, he immediately retreated, wailed again and again, and used various reasons to be lazy.

"Let's go over there."

How to do it? The high-paying job with APLUS is about to be completed, Anne Fletcher led her to the pole in front of the mirror, "Let's review the basic dance steps taught yesterday."

"K." She leaned her back against the bar, lifted her chest and raised her head, her posture was pretty good.

"Then let's start, one, two, three, four..."

Anne Fletcher beat the beat, Mariah Carey stretched out her left foot, leaned forward, drew a semicircle in front of her body with a footwork similar to Latin dance, and then retracted her leg.

"No, don't lean your upper body forward, otherwise you will look hunchbacked and not elegant enough."

Anne Fletcher pressed her abdomen with her hands, "Don't move your waist back and forth, twist, use your thighs to swing your feet out. Do it again, one, two, three, four..."

"oh."

Mariah Carey obediently followed suit.

"No way, waist! Don't move your upper body forward!" Anne Fletcher despaired of DIVA who had no foundation and body coordination, "We are like this..."

Simply signal to the assistants to hold her shoulders together, "Put your hands back and hold the handle. One, two, three, four..."

Unable to move her upper body, Mariah Carey didn't know what to do. She slid her left foot forward perfunctorily, but her white dancing shoes didn't even touch the ground, as if she wanted to kick someone, "Aww!" Screaming and rolling his eyes.

"My dear!" Anne Fletcher lamented with her hands on her forehead. "Didn't Sony Columbia Records arrange for you to practice dancing when you debuted? This is a compulsory course for new female singers, right?"

"Hmph, I just need to practice singing." Mariah Carey replied triumphantly, "I think I'm gifted. I danced well when I was filming Drealver."

Then I saw the V, just twisting the body a few times on the field is also called dancing?

Anne Fletcher was speechless, feeling only her ex-husband could cure her.