Chapter 299

The next day was also the last day of MV shooting. After all the shooting, Song Ya called the girl to the dressing room. ?a`

"Still angry about what happened yesterday?" He approached the girl with bright eyes.

"No, I'm not as stingy as you think."

The girl boldly returned his gaze, but stepped back.

Her back was leaning against the wall, and Song Ya stretched out her index finger and hooked her chin, "Don't you want to make a souvenir of each other before returning to South America?"

Her expression instantly became a little disappointed, and she shook her head to avoid it, "That's it? Are you so direct that you don't even bother to talk to girls?"

"Well……"

Song Ya felt that she was too sure, maybe she was a little anxious, "Sorry, you are beautiful Shakira, I think I am completely fascinated by you..."

"late."

The girl lowered her head, took advantage of her short stature to get under his thick arms propped on the wall, ran to the door, turned around and said, "You think you know the girls who are shrouded in your star halo very well, you think you and I are Same kind of person, but you're wrong..."

"Oh?" Song Ya didn't understand what the other party meant for a moment.

"You're the boss, I don't doubt it, but you have to show me your special skills." As she said, her water snake-like waist twisted in a demonstrative way.

you think you know but you have idea

actlikeyouaboutitit

if you really bout it

do like aboss like you don't care

ifyouboutit

idon’t doubt it

show that you are sure about it

"You mean, one mv heroine is not enough?" Song Ya asked with a smile.

"Can you stop treating all girls so utilitarian?" She answered wrongly, she seemed to be really angry, opened the door and ran away.

Song Ya stared at the empty door for a few seconds, then followed out.

The group of dancers outside had just finished taking a group photo. Many people were still unsatisfied with the shooting of the short MV. Under the command of Anne Fletcher, they began to dance casually.

The girl also ran into the center of the 'dance floor', joined in smoothly and naturally, and began to twist to the music.

Looking at this scene, Song Ya's brain shook, not because the meat from his mouth flew, but because he got the apocalypse again.

Like a movie clip? In the movie, young men and women are on stage, dancing a mix of modern and hip-hop dances to an apocalyptic song called boutit, which is very close to Anne Fletcher's current choreography style. In the center of the stage, the heroine's style is more hip-hop, while the heroine's style is more ballet and modern, but the two styles are mixed together, but they have achieved a very wonderful blending effect, and the stage performance is amazing.

On the screen, it is very close to the showthemoney style he got before.

igetmineofftop, causeahustlerdon'tstop

ifyourgirldon'tjoc

them money don't flip then the blockain' thot

ifshedon',

i'

nowjocarealbet, shortybestbelievethat

if youain' tridedie, bring them car keys back

take your foot off the brake, baby gon ride out

Listening to the apocalypse music, he probably understood what the girl was thinking.

"Everybody! aplus!" Seeing him rushing into the 'dance floor', Tony immediately started to create an atmosphere loudly.

He stood beside Shakira, took a deep breath, imitated the dance steps of the hero in the movie clip, and started to dance.

His dancing skills are not as good as the white male protagonist in the movie, but he danced to the music with his strong muscles, and the completion of a series of movements is not bad, "ho!" Anne Fletcher saw his dance steps, eyes excited Shine, lead the way and start cheering.

Just like the king and queen in the prom, at the end of the dance, except for Shakira, the others gradually couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the two of them, and gradually spread out with interest, surrounding the two of them and applauding.

"Don't move." Song Ya took the opportunity to say.

"What?" Before Shakira could react, she was supported by his big hand on her waist, and then lifted up directly...

The beautiful lifting action brought the atmosphere to the highest point. The girl laughed and stretched her limbs in the air, posing a ballet pose, and then Song Ya let go. She let out an exclamation during the free fall, and was caught by Song Ya again in midair. Catch it, lower it.

The girl's dancing comprehension and physical explosiveness are astonishing. After taking a move, she immediately jumped into Song Ya's arms, hooked his thigh with one foot, and the two remained motionless in the classic double tango ending pose.

"You're great! Alex!" Tony threw the bull hat on his head into the air.

The studio was boiling.

The two were still looking at each other affectionately, "Have you seen my special skills?" Song Ya asked in a low voice.

"Okay, I've seen it, but they're all watching." The breath of the girl in her arms kept rising and falling after strenuous exercise, she smiled a little shyly and looked at the people around her, as well as the jealous eyes of those girls.

"It's up to them, I'm the boss."

now i been walking this road

tryin' find which way to go

tryin' pullfaith

't know

nowigottachancetouchwhatseemsbeyondreach

Song Ya hugged the princess directly, and the two returned to the dressing room.

"She went back to South America?"

Song Ya, who had tasted the girl's first pas de deux joint practice, returned to the hotel, still not satisfied, that little motor, tsk tsk.

"Well, I should have boarded the plane half an hour ago." Taraji came over and saw that he was scribbling on the staff, "Have you got inspiration again?"

"Yeah." Apocalypse is a reliable mouth!

"Yeah, playboy."

Taraji dropped a document onto his manuscript, "Alicia asked me to give it to you."

"What?"

Song Ya picked up the document. It turned out that the A-round financing of dts was almost completed. Terry Beard made some concessions. He released 22% of the shares, and Spielberg personally got 100% as he wished. Twenty percent, David Geffen five percent, Jeffrey Katzenberg two percent.

The company was valued at 15 million, and Spielberg put 3 million real money into dts company, and David Geffen and Jeffrey Katzenberg also took out money in proportion to each case.

"In other words, my shares have been diluted to 15%? (In fact, the algorithm is far more complicated than this model, so I wrote it simply for the sake of understanding)"

Song Ya's preset bottom line is 12%, he has nothing to dissatisfy, he called Alicia, "Well done, you will get the 3% related reward, as we agreed in advance. "

"I also helped you defend the anti-dilution rights of round b." Alicia said.

"I see, thank you Alicia, you did a good job." Song Ya complimented.

"Spielberg invited you to a two-day party at his home in Beverly Hills. I have attached the invitation letter to the file," Alicia reminded.

Song Ya turned to the end of the document, and there was indeed a beautiful rectangular invitation letter, which stated the nature of the party' masquerade party', and a female companion could be brought.

"You are very good, Alicia." Song Ya flicked the invitation letter, very satisfied with her work results, even a little unexpected.

"Then I'm going back to Chicago tonight," Alicia said.

Song Ya was a little surprised, "Are you in such a hurry? I still want to treat you to a meal and chat."

"Let's have a chance next time. In Chicago, you haven't seen Will for a long time, right?" Alicia was helping Will maintain the relationship again.

Alas, brother Peter, you... you have to be strong anyway.

"Okay, let's talk about it when we get back to Chicago."

Song Ya put down the phone, looked at the invitation letter, picked up the phone and dialed Harry's number.

"Wait, I've known Harley for so long, and she hasn't given me even one apocalypse song yet..."

A thought suddenly popped into my mind, even Shakira, whom I have not known for a long time, brought me a song today, and after dating Harley for so long, I still don't fart, so is it necessary to help her all the time? I have helped enough...

He hesitated.

Who else can I bring? Thinking about the past one by one, Cassidy was urged back to Chicago by his father's phone call, Fergie was also in Chicago, Mariah Carey was in New York, Shakira had just returned to South America, and was in Los Angeles...

The figure of the tall blonde sweet girl appeared in my mind again.

"No, bringing a top-notch girl who wants to go to Hollywood but refuses to sign with my agency to the party of a top director like Spielberg, isn't it delivered to your door? After all, I don't have much influence in Hollywood. When the time comes Which director or movie star hooked her finger at her..."

He shook his head. "Let's inform Harry," he said to Taraji.