Chapter 334 Give Necklace

At the end of September, Beautiful Girls finally dropped to No. 3 on the B list after seven weeks of card two, ending this embarrassing record.

Song Ya and the MV crew of Show me the money arrived at an abandoned factory on the outskirts of the city.

There is no original version of this song, only the group dance scene in the movie, and there is no MV. The main content is the switching of ballet and hip-hop dance scenes. Naturally, it cannot be used directly. Elements, such as abandoned factory buildings, ballet, hip-hop dance, street graffiti, night scene shooting, etc. are all retained, and only the ballet group dance part in the dance practice room is deleted.

At the shooting scene, only Amy Adams was still wearing ballet costumes, and the dancers around her were all dressed in street hip-hop styles. Larry liked this kind of star-studded but quite contrasting effect.

"not bad……"

Song Ya sat far in front of his exclusive makeup car. There are comfortable seats, bodyguards, coffee and tea sets, and no one comes to disturb him. Anyway, he does not lack the treatment that A cafe singers should have. "Why don't you start yet?" ?”

He saw that all equipment personnel and water spray trucks for raining effects were in place. Professionals switched on and off the water gun several times to adjust the effect, and several spotlights were turned on to illuminate the scene. The pen is outlined, Larry and others are already in place behind the camera, and Anne Fletcher is doing the final communication with Amy Adams and other dancers.

"Waiting for Delay."

Taraji, who was sitting next to him, took a sip of coffee comfortably. While talking, Delay's notebook car turned into the periphery of the set, and Delay, who was wearing a neat shirt and trousers, got out of the car in a hurry.

"Dile, you were caught by me, playing big cards!"

Song Ya put her hands around her mouth and yelled as a joke with him.

Dilai smiled and gave him the middle finger, ran to his makeup car, and began to take off his clothes and pants. The costumer quickly helped him put the hip-hop T-shirt on his head. After just a few minutes, a The image of a successful white-collar worker becomes that of a street hip-hop singer.

"Quick! Quick!" The makeup artist poked his head out of the makeup cart and urged Dilai into it.

Song Ya's smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and De Lai had gradually begun to stay away from rap, and even away from music production. More and more career focus was placed on another identity, the general manager of A+ Audio Company. Two days ago, Song Ya had a good chat with him. He was very worried that Song Ya had an idea about the 5% of his A+ audio after three years of profitability and the 15% equity reward after five years of profitability.

Song Ya once again assured him that as long as he can manage A+ audio properly, he will not go back on his word.

First of all, this is an agreement made by the two of them in black and white before, and the cost of Song Ya’s repentance is very high. Second, it is Song Ya’s inspiration from the apocalypse to focus on the surround sound direction, but the DTS business is De Lai. He already had a lot of credit for the negotiation.

"He's gotten a little fatter," Taraji said.

"Yes." Song Ya also noticed it, but it was Dilai's personal matter, and he didn't intend to comment.

Delay came out with makeup on, and ran to Larry, "Give him some more angles and speed, we're all waiting here." Larry sent him back to the makeup van, "Turn off a light! ' cried Larry.

One of the spotlights on the scene was turned off, and the light dimmed a little.

Delay reappeared, and this time Larry nodded. "When you're ready," he announced.

"Act 1, Scene 1!" The recorder laid down the board, and the prelude to Show me the money sounded immediately.

"This?is?definitely?the?wickedest?thing?I?ever?hear?in?my?life!"

Amy Adams and the dancers are the background of this scene. She is wearing a tight-fitting white ballet dress and doing a one-foot spin in the C position. The other dancers are hip-hop dances with a new style. With a hip-hop gesture, he yelled at the very close camera.

"Ka, let's adjust it so that the dancers in the back move forward and then forward." Larry began to make small adjustments, "Delay, the expression is more fierce..."

Even though we have practiced together for a long time under the guidance of Anne Fletcher, it seems that everyone is still relatively unfamiliar. The first act is all about Delay, and it may take a long time to shoot. This is normal, and things are always difficult at the beginning. of.

"I thought you were going to cast that South African girl in your final round of auditions."

Taraji simply chatted. A few days ago, in the last round of auditions for Want to Want Me, Song Ya did not choose Charlize Theron, but chose the black supermodel Tyra Banks.

"She shouldn't have appeared in the final round of auditions. Her performance in the second round was seen by all the girls who came to the audition. Yeremov was misunderstood by my actions that day. He wanted to please me, but I really just wanted to do a simple favor that day and let her complete that action without being too embarrassing." Song Ya replied.

"hypocritical!"

Taraji ruthlessly pierced his cliché, "If you are really a fair boss who selects people based on ability, then Amy Adams shouldn't be in the C position at all today."

"What's the relationship between Amy and me?" Song Ya liked this thin and 'have' blond silly girl very much, and it was very easy to get along with her who had no intentions. "She and that South African girl are simply two extremes."

"Hehe, that's not it, it's because the South African girl didn't throw herself into her arms, right? And Tyra Banks came into your room after the audition..." Taraji continued to expose mercilessly.

"Uh, ahem, that's really not the case. The South African girl's final audition performance was also average. She didn't twist enough to be tempting, far inferior to Tyra."

Song Ya blushed, and Taila did follow up with her office after the audition, and then "served" her well. This kind of girl who has been in the modeling circle for many years is very active. They do not hide it in order to achieve their goals. I remember that she was wearing the super revealing lace underwear during the audition. Under the surprised and playful eyes of the A+ record staff, Chasing directly behind him, he pushed open the door that was about to close.

"That kind of woman, hehe... I hope you take protective measures."

Taraji sneered.

"Aren't you worried about me?" Song Ya glanced at her, and her little assistant seemed a little angry, "There's something wrong with you recently, Taraji, you always roll your eyes at me, complain, and like to gloat and mock me, Seriously, do you have a big opinion of me?"

"What do you think?" Taraji asked back: "The South African girl was very lonely when she left, and you acted as if you deliberately gave her a particularly high hope, and then waited until the last moment to smash this hope severely. Throwing it into the gutter on the side of the street, I still don’t forget to give her a contemptuous smile.”

"How can you speak for her? Don't you hate her very much? You were the one who said she had the nerve to come to Chicago."

Song Ya looked at her meaningfully and asked.

"Probably sympathy for losers," Taraji replied.

"I didn't think about it that much. I'm too busy. I just took a breath these days. I'm going to start to take care of the big business of Bahn Chemical in early October. I really didn't think about it. Tyra is of African descent. It makes me feel better in the African-American community, and saves those DJs from attacking me for always giving blondes a chance, and Tyra's expressiveness really crushed that South African girl."

Song Ya took out an exquisite jewelry box that had been prepared earlier from her arms, and handed it to Taraji, "Besides, since that South African girl has repeatedly rejected my hints, I will give her a fair chance to compete. The reality is that she has no competition." Pass Tyra, she loses, it's that simple."

"It's that simple?"

"It's that simple."

Taraji shook the box, "What's in it?"

"I bought your little gift, please treat me better in the future." Song Ya clasped her hands together and joked.

Taraji shook his head, pouted to suppress a happy smile, and opened the box. Inside was a beautiful ruby ​​pendant necklace.

"Why do you like giving necklaces to women so much?"

Taraji put the necklace in front of her neck and gestured, "It's nothing new." She put the necklace on inappropriately, then kept touching the huge ruby ​​pendant, and her eyes drifted to the small table in front of the two of them. Find a mirror.

"Could it be a ring?" Song Ya said with a smile: "Don't look for it, it suits you very well. I have explained to Hayden carefully what kind of necklace I want to buy. I don't need to question my vision in picking necklaces."

"Hmph, I'm really sorry for your poor imagination. There are so many things you can give away, such as watches."

Taraji held out his wrist and gestured before his eyes.

"Be careful, this necklace is not cheap, return it to me if you don't like it." Song Ya made a gesture to grab it.

"I like it." Taraji hurriedly protected him, "You are so good at making girls happy, boss, but you haven't answered my question just now."

"What's the problem? Necklace? Maybe that's why."

Song Ya thought for a while, stretched out her fingers to hook the necklace around her neck, and then pulled it slightly towards her.

"I knew it, you are a guy who wants to control you!"

Taraji was still talking hard, but his head had obediently followed the direction of his hand's force, and buried it deeply.

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