Chapter 355 Another Punch

The parties of white rock stars have a more literary atmosphere at the beginning, similar to European salons, but it doesn’t take long for them to reveal their true colors and become as smoky and chaotic as black singer parties. Not too rustic to show off wealth.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Song Ya came here with a real fragrance, because Harley wanted to come, and the party had entered the second stage when he arrived at the mansion, and Song Ya was coughed by the smell of smoke as soon as he entered the door.

"Let's go over there." Harley thoughtfully pulled him out of the house, and sat down on a small bench next to the swimming pool. "If there is something wrong with your voice, then I will be scolded to death by your fans." She joked.

"No." Eighteen-year-old Song Ya felt that his voice was omnipotent, "SoHigh, SoHigh~" He hangs up two lines that are currently the most difficult words in his song, which are from WanttoWantMe. It's very tapered and has a sharp rise at the end. Adding APLUS in front of the lyrics of this song IWanttoWantMe has now become a spontaneous cheering phrase for many of his female fans, and it is very crazy when they shout.

The sound attracted the attention of the girls in the swimming pool. The weather in California in November is much warmer than that in Chicago. The beautiful girls in bikinis recognized themselves. The ones who got the car were much more reserved. Seeing that Harley was there, no one came to strike up a conversation for the time being, but it didn't affect them deliberately flirting around the swimming pool, pretending to be unintentional.

"Go ahead and see, what about my chosen position?" Harley teased.

"Very good." Song Ya smiled.

Harry took a look at those girls, approached them actively, and then hugged him domineeringly and kissed him.

A few minutes later, the girls stopped scratching their heads and posing tactfully. Song Ya took off the cap of the beer bottle with his bare hands, handed it to her, and opened another bottle for himself. The men in the party basically held the beer bottle in one hand and the root in the other. Cigarettes, simple and casual clothes, very hippie.

"Do you know what's going on with the Chili Peppers?" Song Ya asked.

"They are a local band in Los Angeles. The reporters and the media are very fond of them. They have been reported by various local gossip media every three days. The most recent one seems to be that a member is making a fuss about leaving the band. It is difficult to tell whether it is true or not." Halle said.

Anyway, that was something Rick Rubin had to worry about, and Song Ya had no intention of making friends with white rock stars. Those people were as crazy as hip-hop singers, but of course their brain circuits were more artistic.

"Is Chicago okay?" Harry asked concerned.

"It's a bit troublesome." Song Ya was worrying about this matter, "I..."

Halfway through the conversation, "Xue Lin, don't just shrink into the corner when you come to a party. I'll introduce you to some friends." A woman's voice came from afar, and Song Ya recognized it as the second-generation director Jennifer Lynch Yes, I couldn't help frowning, but it soon stretched out, huh? Xuelin?

He turned his head and saw Xue Linfen in a denim jacket walking towards the bench across the lawn in the distance. Jennifer Lynch ran out of the villa and called her to stop.

"The air inside is too turbid." Xue Linfen complained being held back by her.

"You're not a little girl, don't be hypocritical, come on, wait until the Sundance Film Festival..." The two quickly walked into the villa.

"Has this woman attacked you in the media several times?" Harry thought he was focusing on Jennifer Lynch.

"Well, but she can't take advantage of it."

Opponents of this level are also talking to each other in the media, and Song Ya doesn't care much.

"I heard that she is as docile as a sheep to rock stars, and she is completely a lady's attitude to the cast and crew." Halle chatted about Hollywood gossip.

"Do you know her movie fan Helena?" Song Ya asked.

"I don't know." Halle shook her head, "I just know that her father used his contacts to find her a very good team, but the whole movie was delayed for two years, and the actress Kim Basinger was filed for bankruptcy halfway through. , from the actors to the staff complained endlessly,

It did a lot of damage to her father's influence in Hollywood. "

"Crap." Song Ya laughed.

The two chatted while drinking, and with Harley beside them, it was not easy for Song Ya to go in and look for Xue Linfen until a new guest came in.

"Yeah!" Harry, who had been paying attention to the gate, raised his neck and drank the remaining wine in one gulp, "Quick, work."

She has always been very purposeful in attending parties. Song Ya was dragged up by her and greeted Tim Burton who had just entered the door. This guy is one of the big Hollywood directors who especially like rock and roll parties.

"Hey, Harley, APLUS? First time seeing you? Nice to meet you, your song is good."

However, the white director in his thirties was not very interested in Harley and himself, so he stopped after a few pleasantries.

"I also like your return of Batman very much." Song Ya had no choice but to stop bothering.

"Ah!" Harry took him back to the bench, and kicked the empty wine bottle away.

"A strong sense of frustration?" Song Ya saw that her mood was obviously starting to sink.

"No, Hollywood is not like this, grab every opportunity you can." She replied.

"Have you received the play?" Song Ya asked.

"A public enemy number one, a low-budget film produced by Hollywood Pictures." Halle replied.

"Hollywood Films? Is that the production company that only made money from one movie in three years?" Song Ya had seen the news that movie magazines laughed at this company. Don't look at the name, but it's actually a young man who lost his pants. Movie labels can only make low-cost productions of less than five million dollars.

Harry fell silent.

"It's unbelievable, you just starred in two Hollywood blockbusters." Song Ya was worthless for her.

"But the box office is not very good." Halle said.

"But..." Song Ya was dragged up by her before she finished speaking, "Hey, hey, Johnny." Then she became full of spring breeze in an instant, and stopped Hollywood's popular fried chicken Johnny Depp, the other party is the former great director Tim Burton who likes it very much. I can't say that I like it. It should be said that I love it very much.

"APLUS?"

Johnny Depp, a well-known guy who likes to play bands, was more interested in Song Ya, and he reached out his hand, "Your music is good... When, when will you cooperate? My guitar, hehe, just try it... Just know."

The first time we met, he shamelessly asked for cooperation, but this guy seemed a little out of his mind, and he didn't know where he had a drink before coming here.

"There is a chance." Song Ya felt Harley pinching her waist, "Shall we go over and talk?"

"Talk? Uh..."

He replied drunkenly: "That will wait, I'm going to see, uh...go to see..." It seems that he is not over drunk yet.

"Okay, see you later."

Song Ya took the disappointed Harley back home again, pouted and said, "How handsome is he? So many girls in America like him." He didn't have a good impression of Xue Linfen's ex-boyfriend. He and his current girlfriend, The news of the popular actress Novena Ryder's separation and reunion is the most popular topic in the American tabloids, and it is more than one grade hotter than the incident with Mira and Fergie.

"He's handsome, isn't he?"

Halle counted: "Melancholy, literary, like a mystery... Do you know? He can always pick up the most invincible and beautiful years of youth in Hollywood girls, Xue Linfen, Novena Ryder... You see it is now Isn't it rumored by the media that he is going to break up with Novena? I guess it's time for him to pursue his next target."

"Okay, okay, I get it." Song Ya interrupted jealously.

"Let's find a place!" The two finished another bottle of beer, and Harry suddenly suggested.

Song Ya's heart became hot, "Is there anyone else to meet?" He asked.

"The only Hollywood celebrities who will come to this kind of party, let's go!" Harley dragged him into the villa with big strides.

"How about we try over there?" Song Ya didn't want to enter the chimney-like house, and pointed behind a certain bush at the end of the manor with a smirk.

"Just try it..." Harry bit his lip and looked around for a while, shifting his target.

It's a pity that there were already people over there, and when the two passed by, they heard a crisp applause.

"You still dare to talk to Johnny!?" A man's voice came out.

"We just said hello just now! And I have already broken up with you, Barry! If you do this again, I will call the police and apply for a restraining order!"

Um? Is it Xue Linfen's voice? The man should be her photographer's ex-boyfriend, the domestic violence scum who encouraged her to take Playboy photos.

"Call the police! Go report! If you are not afraid of being in the tabloids, then..."

Song Ya broke in and saw Xue Linfen leaning against a tree covering her face, sobbing weakly.

"You are..." Before the greasy man in the Hawaiian shirt came back to his senses, he punched him.