Chapter 39

Due to the requirements for appearance and performance, the second round of audition was arranged in a small theater nearby. It was still early before the start time, and the audition singers had arrived one after another. Si San sat.

Song Ya observed silently behind the curtain on the stage. Most of these girls were young and beautiful, and most of them had already put on their makeup. They used a thin coat to cover the clothes that would be on stage later. Some looked around nervously, while others were very calm. Concentrate on studying the score in hand. Since SBK only allowed one person to accompany each person, most of the girls were accompanied by their managers. Several managers who knew each other gathered together to talk in a low voice before the audition started.

Milla and Mrs. Jovovich were the latest to arrive. Milla was still the combination of Ray-Ban glasses and a baseball cap, and she still looked down on everyone, but her walking posture was still a bit awkward, and Mrs. Jovovich Find a seat in the back row to sit down.

Song Ya would never believe that Mrs. Jovovich didn't notice the changes after her daughter who got along with her day and night was taken first blood, but the other party still chose to ignore it silently, and was quietly opening a small bottle of vodka according to Song Ya's suggestion. Mira stared at her and took a big sip.

It is true that Mira's parents are greedy, but unlike the father in Los Angeles who lost all the money his daughter earned from the age of nine, Mrs. Jovovich, a greedy mother It's just that the way of expression is different. The big pearl necklace on her neck looks very dazzling at this time.

At this time, SBK staff came forward and called the girl who was the first to perform into the dressing room.

"It's about to start, let's go there."

Daniel led Song Ya and other SBK executives to sit in the first row of the auditorium, and the agents who were talking also returned to their girls, and did not come to disturb them very well.

On time, the first girl came on stage. She was a little nervous and pulled the shoulder straps of her red evening dress frequently, but she still kept a sweet smile towards the first row.

The staff handed Daniel a microphone, and the long black audio cable dragged far.

"Are you ready?" Daniel asked when he turned on the microphone, and after getting an affirmative answer from the girl on stage, he gave the microphone to Song Ya.

"Then let's start." Song Ya had practiced what to say in this situation before, and generally speaking, it was right, "Eric." He looked at Eric on the side of the stage.

Eric gave him a thumbs up.

"5, 4, 3, 2, 1..." Song Ya counted, Eric pressed the button, and the accompaniment of FXXXYOU began to play in the theater sound, which was the original version recorded by Delay.

"Look inside, Look inside your tiny mind..."

After the girl finished singing, she held the microphone with both hands, her body was already shaking slightly.

"Don't be too nervous." After finishing speaking, Song Ya stretched out her head and glanced left and right. When she saw an SBK executive raising her hand to signal, she handed over the microphone and passed it over there.

"Uh... can you handle it a little bit..."

After the executive made his comments, the person next to him added a few more sentences, the microphone was returned to Song Ya, and he signaled Eric to play the accompaniment again.

There were exactly ten singers in the second round of the audition, seven of them directly participated in the second round, and only three advanced from the first round, and all of them had one or two chances to sing again.

Time passed slowly, and Song Ya felt that the singing styles of all the singers were leaning towards the three singers who were promoted in the first round. It seemed that the people behind them were keenly aware of their own preferences.

Daniel's original favorite singer came on stage. She is estimated to be over twenty-five years old. She is the oldest among all the audition singers, and she is also the one with the best singing skills and the most stable typhoon. It's a pity that even if there is no Mira, she is the first one to be eliminated in Song Ya's mind. It is still the same old problem.

All singers who treat this song too "seriously" don't need to think about it.

After the song was finished, Daniel took the microphone and made a few casual comments, and gave the other party an extra chance to re-sing. He already knew that Song Yaxin belonged to him. What he did was just to explain the relationship behind the singer on stage.

It was Mira's turn next.

Mila, who came out of the dressing room, was wearing blue skinny jeans and a denim-style half-waistcoat, her shoulders were bare, and a small part of her navel was exposed. She looked youthful and sexy, and she didn't know that Mrs. Jovovich gave her a drink. How much vodka, the usual Mira with a bad face is gone, now her face is flushed, and the small expressions on her face are also vivid.

"Are you ready?" Song Ya asked.

Qian reminded Wan not to reveal the relationship between the two during the audition, Mira still giggled and winked at herself, her little face turned even redder.

"Let's start when you're ready, Eric." Song Ya hurriedly asked Eric to play the accompaniment.

"Look inside..."

Mira started to sing, and the two-night special training effect was very good. Although her singing skills were much worse than other singers, especially the original singer, her lazy and casual style caught my ears very much in this era, especially the flower Q , A higher level of handling than other girls. In terms of performance, she followed Song Ya's teaching and kept winking at the audience, biting her lips and discharging. She is a very sexy kitten.

Song Ya observed that Daniel had been nodding slightly.

After the song was sung, an executive beside him coughed, and Song Ya passed the microphone over.

"How do you think about the British accent in your lyrics?" the executive asked.

During the special training, Song Ya compared the accent of the original singer, plus the actual situation, and did not copy all of them. Instead, he asked Mira to add some British style in the word linking and transliteration. The effect was very good, and the audience was full of industry Veteran, sure enough noticed.

"I lived in London for a while."

Mira replied that after all, it was the one who let Song Ya get the apocalypse of this song. If Song Ya, a slum boy who grew up in Chicago, asked the other party to use British pronunciation, it would undoubtedly reveal flaws.

The executive nodded and handed over the microphone.

Others made a few more comments, Mira sang it again, and then staggered off the stage.

After the ten girls finished singing, Daniel stood up, "Announce the result before seven o'clock." He said loudly and concisely.

This was something that had been notified a long time ago, and the girls' managers signaled their understanding. Daniel left the theater and returned to his office, and Song Ya naturally followed.

"Mira?" This is the first time Daniel has asked.

"Don't you think she's suitable?" Mira's performance gave Song Ya the confidence to ask back.

Daniel pouted, "Indeed, your special training is very effective, go and eat something, I will announce the result at seven o'clock."

Song Ya returned to the recording studio and looked at her watch. It was already six o'clock in the afternoon, and Hayden had prepared the Chinese food delivery with the Pagoda logo.

"We will enter the rehearsal session in two days. If there is nothing else..." Hayden said that he was going back to Chicago. He has more than one client under him, and there must be a lot of things waiting to be dealt with in Chicago.

"No problem." Song Ya gave him a hug, "This time our trip to New York was very successful."

"APLUS..." Lisa knocked on the door and told him that someone was looking for him outside.

Song Ya followed her out and entered a small reception room. There was an old white man standing in it. He had the impression that he was one of the managers of the ten audition singers.

"Sorry, it's not convenient for me to see you at this time."

He glanced at Lisa who was about to close the door, then turned and left.

"Hey!...Music classroom, remember?" the old man shouted from behind, it was the place where he gave Mira a special training.

Lisa closed the door, Song Ya turned back and stared at the old man, "Are you following me?" He had underestimated the intensity of competition in New York before, but he did not expect to overestimate the bottom line of competition in New York.

"A friend of mine saw it by chance." The old man took out a photo from his pocket. It was the scene of Mila sneaking out to say goodbye when he left the music classroom early yesterday morning, and the two kissing.

"Your friend's camera is very professional." Song Ya said coldly.

"Daniel said to completely follow your opinion, I think my girl is the best choice, isn't it?" The old man was very direct.

Song Ya frowned and thought for a while, even if she was found to have sneaked into Mira, so what? There's a lot of that in the movie and record industry, "Sorry, your girl doesn't have a chance." He flatly says no.

"what!"

The old man's laughter was very short, "You have to know, Mira is a minor!"

When Song Ya heard this, a black question mark appeared on his face, "So?"

"So what!? Aren't you afraid of going to prison?" The old man stared at him in surprise.

Song Yaquan understood, and couldn't help laughing, "But I'm the same age as Mira! You have the intention to do these tricks..." He pointed to the photo in the old man's hand, "Don't you know how to ask about my age?"

"You too... what!?" The old man finally lost his composure, his face full of disbelief, "You're only fifteen years old!? You don't look like that at all, I think you're at least twenty years old!"

Song Ya touched her face, "Is it wrong for the black man to look mature?" Regardless of the old man who stayed where he was, he said "I hope you won't appear in front of me again in the future." He left.

Halfway there, he was stopped by a balding SBK executive wearing glasses. Song Ya had seen him in Daniel's office, and he seemed to be called Robert or something, "APLUS, I think... not bad, how about you?" He reported a girl's name.

As soon as Song Ya heard it, she could tell that this Robert was the one who said "the reason why the White House is called the White House" in the bathroom before, "I'm sorry, she is not my candidate."

"Hey!"

Robert grabbed Song Ya's arm with one hand and looked straight into Song Ya's eyes sharply, "Cooperate with me, I promise you won't regret it, and Mira will still get her album, it's an album! This deal is a good deal, otherwise you It's going to be hard going with her in SBK, I promise."

"I'm sorry." Song Ya broke his hand away and left.

At seven o'clock, Song Ya's pager rang, he dialed back, and Mira's excited shout came from inside, "MUA! Thank you dear, I love you! MUA!"

"I love you too," he replied.

There was a knock on the door, "I'll be very busy here, see you baby in the recording studio tomorrow..." He smiled and hung up the phone, "Come in."

A strange blond-haired clerk walked in. She was holding a fruit plate, and saw Song Ya's expression suddenly changed, and she turned and walked back.

"Send it in!" Robert's order came from outside.

The clerk hesitated for a while, then turned around and put the fruit plate on the table, then trotted away on high heels.

"White son of a bitch!" Eric was furious when he saw the fruit plate, and rushed out a few steps from the mixer.

"What's wrong?" Song Ya looked at the neatly stacked slices of watermelon in the fruit plate and didn't react for a long time.

There was a quarrel outside, Eric was pushed back by Delay, and closed the door with his backhand.

Song Ya finally remembered that watermelon was planted by slave owners in barren areas in the plantation era to replenish water for black slaves who worked in the sun every day. Later, it was frequently used in the propaganda of discrimination against black people, so ...

"APLUS! We can't let him go!" Eric yelled.

"I'll tell Daniel."

In this era of beating people and breaking the law, there is actually no good way to deal with this kind of light discrimination, "Robert, right... I remember you." Song Ya picked up a piece of watermelon, "Actually, I used to like eating this." He He took a bite, "Huh, before?"