Chapter 294 Chartered Flight

"Hmph, I won't spend like those idiots."

Song Ya hung up the phone, and his two companies could share about 64% of the album sales revenue. According to the average price calculated by Yongdao, 4 million copies are about 3200 yuan. Millions of income, even after deducting the 4 million publicity fees borne by A+ records, there is still 28 million dollars left...

"Um... Maybe I can buy a 1960 Corvette that appeared at the end of the original Beautiful Girls MV? It's beautiful, and it's for work..."

As the 19th approached, he took dancers, backing singers, bands, attendants and staff. A total of dozens of people chartered a United Airlines Boeing 737-200 and headed for Los Angeles.

"APLUS, can I take a photo alone?"

"Me, me, and me..."

There were no other guests, and the flight attendants also let themselves go, gathering around Song Ya to take pictures in turn.

"Hey, there are still more than three hours, don't you think it's too boring?" Tony shouted loudly with a champagne bottle in his hand: "This is a party! Let's have some music, how about music?"

Musicians, I look at you, you look at me, the instruments are all in the box and checked.

"Boom boom boom..." The six black harmony singers of Beautiful Girls stood up. They snapped their fingers as the beat, synchronized with each other, and began to cooperate with their human voices, creating the accompaniment of Beautiful Girls.

"APLUS!"

"APLUS!"

Everyone started clapping and whistling at Song Ya.

You're way too beautiful girl

That'swhyit'll never work

You'll have me suicidal suicidal

When you say it's over

Song Ya smiled and waved her hands again and again, but she couldn't shirk it, so she had to speak.

"WOW!" The atmosphere suddenly became lively, Tony and the muffler left the seat and twisted, and the baggy waistband fell straight down, giving people the feeling that it might fall off at any time.

Soon, the aisle was full of people singing and dancing with glasses of wine, turning the cabin into a party venue.

"Tony, drink less! Silencer, take care of him."

After all, Song Ya is not an American-style party creature, and she is not that energetic. First, she had a high with them for a while, gave a few instructions, and then let them play, and went back to her seat in the first class to rest.

Fergie was busy recording and didn't come. She was accompanied by Kasiti. Seeing where the stewardesses were paying attention, she moved over quietly and put her head on Song Ya's shoulder. "Tired?" she asked.

"No, how could I..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a man and a woman talking in Spanish from the other side of the aisle.

"Go!"

The man seemed to be Shakira's manager, he finally used a sentence of English and drove Shakira into the cabin.

"Hi..." Shakira put her hands behind her back, scratched her arm nervously with one hand, walked up to Song Ya, and greeted Song Ya actively.

After a long time of dancing practice on the A+ record, the girl's dress is very American, and she is more and more inclined to the aesthetic of "big sister" Fergie. The denim shorts are low-waisted, and the flat and slightly muscular beautiful abdomen is generous. exposed.

"Hi."

Kasiti had already sat back in advance, "Don't be so nervous, the filming task will not be heavy." Song Yatai was busy and had no energy to take care of the MV heroine. After she arrived at A+ Records, the two hadn't had a good chat yet. , "Is the shape settled?"

"not yet."

The girl paused in English from time to time, "Well, Mr. Yeremov told me,

Wait until Hollywood and the stylists over there will be in charge. "

"Well, I will say hello in advance. If you are bullied, come to me directly. Don't keep talking."

Song Ya said: "Your sense of existence is a bit low, it's not good, you know, there is a special snobbish place in Hollywood."

"Well, I see, thank you Mr. APLUS."

"Shakira, come and sit here." Kasiti gave up half of the spacious first-class seat.

"Uh, no need." Shakira waved her hands again and again.

Then the agent who had been listening across the aisle muttered something in Spanish.

It seems to tell her to stay here? Anyway, the steps that Shakira had just started froze all of a sudden.

"Don't call me Mr. APLUS, or call me Alex like Tony, my brother, whatever you want."

Song Ya tilted her head and signaled, "Sit down, haven't you debuted for a long time? The record industry doesn't have so many rules."

"Okay." Shakira went to sit with Cassidy.

Well, two beauties, a good girl with blond hair and a white girl, and a black-haired Latin girl, Song Ya feasted her eyes, and subconsciously glanced at the bathroom door, just in time to see Tony sneaking in with his school cheerleading girlfriend.

"Tony! You behave yourself," he cursed.

"I know, I know, soon." Tony smiled and closed the door from the inside.

"Have you debuted for a long time?" Kasiti was a little curious, "Already released an album?"

"Uh..." Shakira became even more embarrassed, "Yeah." Her voice was a little low, "Last year."

"Wow, that's really amazing. She became a college student at the age of fourteen." Kasiti laughed and said, "APLUS, she's better than you."

"No, no, that's not the case." Shakira waved her hands repeatedly.

"How much did you sell for your first album?" Song Ya asked.

The girl rubbed her hands, lowered her head and reported the number.

"How much? I didn't catch it."

"Three thousand... less than."

"Ha...uh...cough cough..."

Song Ya couldn't help but think of her disastrous first album cover, and almost laughed out loud, but quickly controlled it, "Not bad, piracy is very serious in Latin America, right?" He eased the girl's cheeks.

"Um."

"Can you sing a song?" Kasiti assisted her, "I heard you practicing in the recording studio, and you sang very well, but I couldn't understand it."

"No, no." Shakira shook her head again and again.

"#￥%..." Her manager interjected from a distance to blame again.

&nb-FXXK doesn't have a seat of its own? "Song Ya turned her head and glared at that guy.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Mr. APLUS." Her manager quickly disappeared automatically.

Shakira burst out laughing all of a sudden, and relaxed a lot.

"It's okay, your singing skills are very good. Roberto Claywell gave me your album last year... Are you afraid of him? Do you want me to say hello to Roberto?" Song Ya asked.

"No, no, no." She quickly waved her hand, "He is a rare good person. Many agents in Latin America have connections with drug cartels and even the military government. Artists and players are all targets of exploitation."

"Actually, it's the same here, you'll know if you hang around for two more years..."

Four hours passed quickly, and the group got off the plane, got in the car and went straight to the hotel.

'The first album was sold well, APLUS was full of ostentation, and a fleet of fifteen cars roared past the streets of Los Angeles. '

In the evening, the local tabloids published a catchy tofu article.

"Michelle Pfeiffer's sexy style poster was stolen again, so it's hard to get a full photo?"

Song Ya was attracted by the front-page news. According to the news, Michelle Pfeiffer, the heroine of Batman's return, was seriously stolen. As soon as the basic theater was posted, someone secretly took it away and took it home for collection. " Is it that attractive? She's about thirty-five, isn't she?"

"The hype, the very good hype, absolutely, the curiosity of the audience, especially the curiosity of the men, has been mobilized."

Yeremov admired.

"It seems that this film must be seen."

Since the return of Batman used Dolby Laboratories' surround sound technology for the first time in theaters, even without the sensational news of Kasiti's invitation and Michelle Pfeiffer, Song Ya planned to find an opportunity to observe and observe.

&nbVThe dress code of extras. His own clothing brand is still too early to ship, and he doesn't want to reveal the popular styles from the future in advance. He temporarily plans three young people's dressing styles according to the original MV. One is sports and cheerleading school uniform style, and the other is seasonal fashion style. , and another is the street hip-hop skateboard style.

I had a meeting with the director Larry and the costume stylist, and everyone agreed with Song Ya's opinion. Anyway, he is the producer, and he paid half of the money. not expensive.

"Meeting Terry Beard from DTS tomorrow? Yes, I see Alicia."

"Harry, what's the matter? Is it going to be released on July 1st? Do you need my help to hype it? Yes, what's your plan?"

"Rise, have you and Lao Song returned to America? Alright, I'll go to San Francisco to meet you after I finish filming the MV."

In the evening, Song Ya, who asked a professional stylist to do fake makeup, put her arms around Cassidy, talked on the phone non-stop, and walked to the underground parking lot. Hayden took a 1960 white Chevrolet Corvette in perfect condition stopped in front of him.

"It's a convertible." Hayden put down the roof and opened the car door for the two of them. "I didn't expect you to have a good eye for cars, so I want to get one too."

"It's easy for you now."

Song Ya put on her sunglasses, hit the accelerator, and drove Kasiti away.