Chapter 6 MV

Song Ya seemed to be unfounded. In the evening, Little Lori called directly at home and told Tony that the shooting of his first MV was about to start.

Ten days later, on Sunday, at one o'clock in the afternoon, the four brothers and sisters went out together.

Tony hugged a hot woman, and the two of them were sticky and sticky all the way, and the road could not be walked straight.

"Bichi."

Connie pouted at the black girl's exaggerated buttock curve in disdain, and whispered to Song Ya: "Look at this disgusting butt, it was never this big when I was with Tony before, I don't know if the two broke up. How many men's beds has she climbed into in a while!"

Song Ya, who was holding Emily's little hand, smiled and didn't respond.

The relationship between men and women is very chaotic here, and it is as common as eating and drinking. Tony made a phone call. As soon as his ex-girlfriend heard that he had the opportunity to appear in the MV, he immediately changed his mind.

No wonder Connie was upset.

However, Song Ya, who has been through for almost a month, has a very thorough understanding of Tony's rough and fine character, and it is uncertain who is playing with who's feelings.

A group of people crossed the street and came to the signboard with the 'XX Dance Classroom'. The 'Silencer' in a suit and sunglasses was guarding the door with AK.

"Hey~ look, look who this is? I almost don't dare to recognize it!"

Tony stepped forward and made fun of the "silencer", and the other party responded with a shy smile.

"Okay, hurry up and get down to business. We only rent the venue until five o'clock, and it's very unsafe around here at night."

After AK said hello, he took out a stack of documents and distributed them neatly to everyone.

Song Ya glanced at the piece of paper that was stuffed into his hand. It should be a document about the authorization of the use of personal images in the MV. "We are under the age of 18, do we not need the consent of the guardian to sign this?" He was a little puzzled. .

"You will die if you don't speak, right?"

Tony swiped it away, threw the pen into Song Ya's hand, pointed to his head, and said to AK, "don't pay attention to him, he has a problem here recently."

AK patted Song Ya on the shoulder and explained with a smile, "No one usually cares about these small details."

Taking advantage of Song Ya's signature time, he said to Tony again: "After entering, help Al to maintain order, and after the official start of filming, everything will be at the discretion of the director."

"Don't worry, leave it all to me."

Tony headed into the door and kissed his ex-girlfriend's cheek fiercely, "Did you hear that? From today, my brother will be in the entertainment industry."

Connie rolled her eyes from behind.

From the first day of crossing over, Song Ya has not stopped observing everything around him. Since the deterioration of public security, Chicago has tightened the approval of entertainment venues, especially nightclubs that are allowed to sell alcohol. It can be said that every one is standing behind With a black and white take-all character, every day is going to win gold.

Judging from the obvious 70s and 80s hippie-style graffiti in the passage after entering the door, the mottled and disrepaired facilities and decorations, the faint smell of urine in the corners, and the old-fashioned central dance floor, this 'dance classroom' should have It was a discotheque, which had to be transformed into a dance teaching venue after 'passing'.

In addition to the director and a few staff members who were playing with the equipment, twenty or thirty young men and women on the dance floor had already begun to twist their bodies to the music, and the atmosphere was good.

The music played was Xiao Lori's rap album. Song Ya first felt that...it was really not very pleasant. It was also a chanting scripture. Xiao Lori's songs were obviously much more mediocre than those often played on the radio, especially the words. Forget it.

"Hey! Tony!"

Al waved to Tony from the DJ booth, "Come here!"

Tony ran over, he hung the monitor headphones around Tony's neck, "Don't move any settings, just remember this volume knob, when I give you a signal..." He taught Tony some simple operations.

"clear!"

Tony put on the monitor earphones excitedly, and immediately twisted exaggeratedly with the music, his hands kept on the controller for virtual operation, and it was really like that.

"Hey! Isn't that Tony?"

As soon as Al walked away, a young girl with heavy makeup immediately leaned over, "Remember me? I'm in the eleventh grade..."

"Bichi!"

The ex-girlfriend scolded and rushed over to take the oath of sovereignty.

Song Ya took everything into consideration, and thought of the 'silencers' with five people at the door. Who would have thought that just ten days ago, the two of them were still defeated dogs by the football team. Let's take a look Now!

"So, Tony's 'career' plan has been completely successful!" He sighed in his heart.

"Let's hurry!"

Connie's attention was completely on the dance floor, and she found that Al was already arranging the positions, and she hurriedly pulled Song Ya and Emily over.

"Hey, APLUS!" El Chong and Song Ya blinked, "Okay, ten days have passed, and his nickname has already spread to everyone.

Connie got her wish and stood in a conspicuous position with Song Ya, Tony's ex-girlfriend came to the side, and Emily and a few peers were assigned to the front row.

"Everyone! Everyone!"

The director is the only white man in the field today, after debugging the machine, he stood behind the camera and shouted with open arms.

Al snapped his fingers at Tony, who turned the music off.

"Wait for the filming to start, and everyone's eyes will focus on me..." The director began to talk about various precautions at length.

In fact, this is the most cost-effective kind of MV. The singer sings in the front, and the people in the back twist along with the music.

"OK, ready to start." After the director explained, he went back and stared at the viewfinder.

Several high-power fill lights are turned on at the same time.

Tony restarted the music at Al's gesture, "!" the director shouted.

To say that the racial talent is really not covered, everyone twists like that, and everyone can improvise, and the atmosphere on the dance floor is getting more and more exciting.

"Ka!" The director suddenly stopped, and the music stopped. He pointed at Song Ya, "You! I mean don't look left or right! Find the beat! Beat!"

"Oh! Okay, okay, sorry." Song Ya felt about to suffer.

Sure enough, after a while, the director called to stop again, and it was Song Ya.

"You stand in the back row!"

"Card!"

"You! It's still you! Stand back!"

Song Ya was a little annoyed and didn't know how to dance, and then the smell of perfume mixed with the crowd was so strong that he was a little breathless, "Forget it, I won't dance." He simply left the stage and retreated to Tony's around.

"You have a problem! You have a big problem!" Tony stared at him, angrily, "Do you think there are many opportunities like this!?"

Song Ya shrugged, "I'm not very suitable for this kind of situation."

The director was so happy that Lori appeared on the sidelines and immediately diverted everyone's attention.

"Welcome everyone, Lolo Lori!" Al loudly created the atmosphere.

All the young women start screaming...

Little Lori has already put on makeup and is dressed very well. Unlike other rappers, he has no tattoos, and does not wear any gang logos. There is no killing, poisoning or fucking in the lyrics. Not a few words.

Apart from being a little self-centered, Song Ya has a good impression of him.

Little Lori stood at the C position, and the director announced the official start of filming.

I didn't even feel it when I jumped on the court, but when I became a bystander, I felt that time passed very slowly. "I went out to get some air." He said to Tony.

Tony was twisting his headphone on, and his eyes were all on Al in the middle of the field. He kept remembering that Al called him to pay attention to the signal, and was extremely focused.

But Al is busy now. Al is in charge of the ventriloquism part of rap, which is to simulate the sound of various instruments such as drums. It seems that this kind of performance is popular now. He is standing beside Little Lori and is facing the camera. times. Of course, it's all lip-synching.

So Song Ya avoided the camera and walked out alone. Unexpectedly, he remembered the wrong direction. He followed the passage and walked into an office inside the building.

"DJs in major cities have received our unofficial albums in the mail, do you want to know how they responded."

A super thick black bass came out of the office.

"Go ahead," the other replied.

"Philby in Philadelphia said if a guy sings like a pussy, looks like a pussy, and sings like a pussy, he's a pussy. Root in Miami says he won't admit it's rap music. The BOI in Atlanta told us to stay up north and eat X, the New Yorkers said the music in the Brooklyn dumpster was better than ours, and LA sent us back some records saying they wanted us to hear what real music is!"

"Who's to blame! You don't listen to me as an agent. My plan is to make a name for yourself in Chicago first, and then in the country..."

"No fame! DJs in Chicago are all about my face and my money!"

"We can also give Philly money, give New York money..."

"FXXX! That's a bottomless pit! And it's too late to give money now, that can only prevent them from being the first wicked person to jump out, those shameless bastards who step on the bottom at every height, when they smell blood, they will jump out without a lower limit. Laugh at Lowry, laugh at you, laugh at me, laugh at everything!"

"Then... then leave them alone. When the MV comes out, we can focus on the young female market. Lori's image is very popular with girls."

"That's the only way, but my record company is a small business, and I can't take big risks. The first batch of cassettes has reached 5,000, and it will only be distributed in Chicago. Both vinyl records and digital CDs have been suspended, and the MV will be released on the TV station. Make plans after promotion.”

"FXXX! Five thousand? That means admitting defeat before the war begins, which means we admit that we are finished!"

"We're done!"

"No, at least 10,000. Now a dog can sell a record for 10,000."

"Six thousand."

"Eight thousand..."

"Seven thousand, FXXX! Why are we bargaining for this!?"