Chapter 247 Breakup Show

On February 9th, Song Ya and his team came to the new site of A+ Records to inspect the progress of the renovation.

"It will be possible to move in in mid-March." Song Asheng walked in front and introduced: "Except for the large recording studio, mixing studio and audio studio, other parts can be put into working condition."

He pushed open a door with the number '1' on it, "Is everything going well? Delay, Al." He greeted Delay and others who were adjusting the equipment inside. This is one of the two small recording studios , all using old equipment from the original A+ record studio.

It is said that it is an old equipment. After several times of spending money on the update, Song Ya is not far behind. The old equipment that has been eliminated will be placed in another small recording studio numbered '2'. Currently, only four A+ records have signed. Singers: Song Ya, De Lai, Al, Fergie, there are even fewer recording tasks, and two small ones are enough for the time being.

"It's going well, hey, APLUS."

De Lay and Al came out and bumped fists with Song Ya, "What is your plan for the album? Do you have to wait for the big recording studio to be renovated?"

"Don't worry, we've waited until now." Song Ya didn't have a good solution if he didn't get the apocalypse, and he wasn't happy to collect songs from outside or get the studio version of the mixed version.

"It's only one month to move in, are you still maintaining the previous plan?" Delay asked.

At present, A+ Records and A+ Audio Company have four contracted singers, Song Ya, Delay, Al, and Fergie, plus Yeremov, Andrew, Hunter, Mawota, Taraji, and the newly recruited front desk and clerks. , there are only a dozen or so people in total, and Song Ya plans to expand to about 30 people. Yeremov's department will be in charge of publicity and fan organization, which will probably be expanded to five people, and Delay's A+ Audio will have five technicians in charge of radio and audio processing. A+ Records will also establish a new production department, plus Song The artist management department managed by Ya himself, and the three people in Big A's radio station, are about the same for the time being.

"You should be the head of the production department, Dilai." Song Ya patted Dilai on the shoulder.

"I'm fine, but it's better to find someone else, and I want to focus on the audio company," DeLay said.

"Al?" Song Ya looked at Al.

"I'm not that good at APLUS." Al is very self-aware, "When I'm not doing commercials or recording songs, I'll be a resident guest on Big A Radio, and I'll enjoy my lip service all night."

"Uh..." Song Ya was a little embarrassed, "I don't want to use outsiders for such an important department." He said.

"Have you heard of the debut album of the same name by a newcomer from Chicago, CommonSense? It was independently produced and released through underground channels, and the results are not bad." DeLay asked.

"The one who sings jazz?"

Song Ya knew this. Since the definition of Chicago rap spread, young singers in Chicago have subconsciously turned to the rap style represented by second-hand stores and The. There is an unconventional jazz rap that is naturally eye-catching. However, the lyrics of the young singer named CommonSense are always uncomfortably sharp and mean, and he especially likes to shoot rappers who promote values ​​such as violence, money, and gangs.

Song Ya didn't want to have any intersection with the other party. After all, the bandit rap singers he satirized now have a large audience. As a traveler, he just needs to walk steadily, and the farther away from that unstable factor, the better.

"Yes, the producer and arranger of his first album used to be a small DJ in Chicago. He and Big A have known each other for a long time. He even went to your house to participate in parties. We are very familiar with him. His name is Dion Wilson. He is a very thoughtful one. People." DeLay introduced, "He and CommonSense have recently become popular, and many labels want to sign them."

"Then I'm not attractive to them, right? I can't give high signing fees to such potential singers and producers." Song Ya didn't express her intention of not wanting to sign CommonSense, seeing the tone of Al and Delay's words. It should have been discussed in advance.

"The CommonSense guy's dad is a well-known educator,

I have a good family background, so I don't think much of the signing fee, but I want to join a company that can give me a lot of freedom. We, A+ Records, should have a chance. said Delay.

Song Ya scratched her head in embarrassment, "Are they unwilling to separate?"

"The cooperation was successful just now, how could you be willing to break up the partnership at this time..." Dilai and Al looked at each other, "You don't want to sign CommonSense?" Dilai saw Song Ya's worry, "It's okay, although his mouth is a little bit damaged , but coming from a well-educated family, it won’t cause much trouble.”

"Yeah, at least it's better than signing a gang member? It's so hard to find a rapper who doesn't belong to the gang these days."

Al also chimed in, "That guy from CommonSense is cleaner than you. He's a rare animal among black people. Don't be like this APLUS. If you don't sign someone, why did you spend so much money to buy this floor?"

"Uh..." Song Ya closed her eyes, and searched the names of the people who appeared in the Apocalypse song again. There were no names of those two guys, but Al talked about this...

"How about it, you two... take Yeremov with you and have a good chat with them, at least let them quote a price first."

"Okay, just wait for your words." Al and Delay clenched their fists in celebration.

"APLUS, Fergie is coming up, and you will walk out of the building with her in fifteen minutes, so don't screw up." Speaking of Yeremov, he just trot in from the outside to urge him.

"oh."

Before the "breakup", Yeremov prepared a foreshadowing scene. Fergie would storm into the building under the watchful eyes of the paparazzi, and then he and she would act out in front of the reporter's camera.

"Hey, don't go, let me make it clear."

As soon as the two of them got out of the elevator door on the first floor, they began to play with each other.

Fergie stepped on her high-heeled shoes with a sullen face, and strode outside sullenly, while Song Ya followed behind, pretending to keep explaining.

The two walked out of the building one after the other, "Fergie." Song Ya went to hold each other's hand, and Fergie flung it away with her lips pouted, her movements and expressions were in place, after all, she had practiced for a long time.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Song Ya opened her arms, stood and complained to her back, then followed her again, and finally caught up with her in front of the car parked on the side of the road.

"Don't follow me!" Fergie frowned, turned around and gave him a hard push in the chest, then got into the back seat of the car, closed the door with a bang, and Jimmy immediately started the car and drove away.

The cameras of the paparazzi kept clicking, "Hey, APLUS, she caught you stealing food, right!? Haha!" A paparazzi prodded Song Ya loudly, hoping to get more news.

Song Yachao pointed his middle finger at the other party, turned and walked into the building.

The 10th is the day of the official 'breakup', "You performed very well yesterday, just keep that state." Song Ya encouraged Fergie's head from inside the door.

Fergie pursed her lips, and pulled the trolley case and the large travel bag on her body, "I feel like I really want to leave." She looked around the room reluctantly.

"Don't shut your mouth." Yeremov said from the side.

"Hurry up and get into the mood, they are all watching." Song Ya pointed to the side, Aunt Susie, Emily, Taraji and the others all opened a small gap in the curtains, preparing to watch Fergie waiting for a while Performance.

"Sister Fergie, we will miss you." A girl of Emily's age has already learned to be yin and yang.

Fei Ji glared at her, threw herself into Song Ya's arms for a while, and then resolutely pushed the door open.

Song Ya ran to the curtain in a few steps and watched Fergie dragging the trolley case, striding like yesterday.

Flashing lights kept lighting up around the perimeter of the villa.

Fergie went to the car, handed the suitcase to Jimmy who was waiting there, and got into the car with a straight face.

Jimmy stuffed the trolley case in the trunk, then started the car and drove away.

"That's it?" Aunt Susie was very dissatisfied with the effect of the scene, "Not even a single line?"

"Not bad, the task has been completed." Yeremov breathed a sigh of relief.

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