Chapter 7 Apocalypse

The voice was getting closer and closer to the door, Song Ya hurriedly stepped lightly, and quietly retreated the same way.

After crossing, he visited several video stores. Unless it is a super star or a hardcover cassette, the price of a single cassette is generally no more than five knives. If all 7,000 copies are sold out, the maximum income is 35,000. This does not include any cost. , no wonder people in the office were chanting 'we're done'.

"so……"

Hide yourself in the shadow behind the DJ booth, look at the dance floor, where the noise is still there, the silhouettes of men and women are covered by the camera light with a layer of white light, when the director tells them to dance, they dance, sweat is flying, and they are so focused Rub on.

Emily's smile was so pure that there was nothing other than happiness. When the director stopped, she quickly bent down, supported her knees with her hands and panted heavily. She was too young and her weak physical strength could hardly support it.

Connie had already taken off her coat, and she rented the evening dress from a second-hand store in the morning. The photographer deliberately pushed the camera towards her crotch. She understood it and proudly made her fat buttocks vibrate like an electric motor. stand up.

Al kept agitating his cheeks, his face was flushed, and his explosive ventriloquist was a test of one's lung capacity. In addition to rapping, in order to make ends meet, he devoted almost all of his remaining time to serving as a waitress at a restaurant.

The main character, Little Lowry, waved the microphone wildly, posing various poses that he thought were the coolest and most handsome. Two years ago, he chose to drop out of school after being signed by a music company, and then spent most of his time in boring lyrics and singing practice. Playing basketball is the only pastime. The lyrics of more than a dozen songs in the album are done by himself.

Tony next to him looked at the dance floor with joy and longing in his eyes. "Get rich", "make a fortune", and "leave this damn slum" are the words he often talks about these days. Song Ya heard In the end, I often complain in my heart about his little dream of becoming someone else's "follower", but...

Song Ya thought of her failure last week again.

On Monday, 'ET' fell on the side of the road two streets away from home and was shot five times. Song Ya accompanied Tony to the place where 'ET' died and put a bunch of flowers. It is said that the gang where 'ET' belonged to vowed revenge. But so what, in addition to making the surrounding residents even more fearful, it is nothing more than hanging a few more pairs of shoes on the wires at the intersection in the future.

During the joint practice of the orchestra, Song Ya still hit the wrong sound on the triangle iron, and barely kept the credits by pretending to be pitiful in front of the furious music teacher. Then mathematics also encountered setbacks. The teaching content of the advanced class actually included calculus, and the competitiveness of the classmates also skyrocketed.

Since Song Ya accepted the nickname APLUS, the teasing and bullying have indeed decreased a bit, but the biggest problem with this public school is that there is no quiet and relaxed learning environment. I want to find a quiet place I read a book in the spot, either I was chased away by a gangster who was eager to fly leaves, or I accidentally ran over a good thing about a pair of wild mandarin ducks.

Yesterday, under the leadership of Aunt Susie, the whole family set out early in the morning to line up at the gates of various charity organizations to receive free donations. Song Ya waited in line for five hours with food coupons, and then the metal anti-theft net was heavily reinforced, and only a cash register was exposed. The flour and other food that will be enough for the whole family for a week can be exchanged in the store at the mouth. Then the whole family gathered at the door of the church, queued up again for a free simple lunch of bread and soup, lined up again in the afternoon, and finally waited at Walmart to deal with expired eggs and meat discounts before closing. After night fell, the family without a car waited in line for half an hour for the bus to go home with their bags and bags.

After going through the adaptation period after time travel, Song Ya felt that she was not fluttering her wings to fly, but was almost assimilated by this kind of life with no hope. After living like this for a year or so, as long as there is The little star hooked his fingers at him, he would never be able to resist the temptation, just be a follower, just be a follower,

It's better than staying here and grabbing a gun on impulse one day to sell drugs.

"Okay, call it a day!"

Just after four o'clock, the director announced that the filming of the MV was officially completed, and everyone on the dance floor cheered.

"Thank you Tony, that's very kind of you."

Tony's ex-girlfriend jumped up and hung on Tony, kissing his face repeatedly.

"Small idea." Tony almost floated into the sky, "It's not yet time, let's find a place..." He got excited, took off the earphones, and led the other party to 'find a place' directly.

Connie looked at the back of the two and rolled her eyes again, and handed Emily, who was exhausted in her arms, to Song Ya, "Leave them alone, you accompany me to return the clothes." She said while putting on her coat.

Just like the end of watching a movie, the crowd began to leave after simple communication.

Song Ya turned his head and saw Little Lori and Al talking to two elderly black men, one fat and one thin. According to their voices, sure enough, they were the two whom he accidentally overheard talking in the office.

The fatter one is the bass from just now. Judging from the conversation, he should be the owner of a record company. He has the aura of a big man in his speech and demeanor. He doesn't look half feminine in a pink suit. He has a big gold chain and a gold ring. Gold watch, a lot of black three-piece suits.

That skinny guy should be Little Lowry's manager. He wears a well-tailored dark suit, speaks elegantly, and has a scrupulous back. He looks like a very old-fashioned person.

Little Lowry and Al definitely don't have time to talk to themselves now, Tony naturally doesn't have to wait any longer, Song Ya hugged Emily, and went out with Connie.

"Hey, APLUS!"

After leaving the door, the 'Silencer' was helping the photographer carry the equipment. When several people greeted each other, AK chased them out and stopped them.

"Is there Connie? Come here! Come all here."

AK called Song Ya and Connie to his side, blocked the eyes of others with his body, and took out three tickets from a stack of twenty yuan in his hand, one for Connie and one for Song Ya, "Xiao Ai Miri has it too." He smiled and stuffed the last one into Emily's little hand.

"Don't everyone have it?" Connie pushed the money into her chest.

"Only for our own people, it would be good for those guys to show their faces in the MV." AK replied.

"Uh..." Song Ya felt a little rewarded for nothing, "But I didn't dance, the money..." He handed the money back to AK.

"Hahaha, Tony is right, there is something wrong with you here." AK smiled, pointed at Song Ya's forehead and nodded, "Don't be stupid, the money is not mine, you are Tony's brother, we are a family People, we all take care of each other, OK?"

"You ignore him."

Connie glared at Song Ya, "Say thank you." Teach little Emily thanked, "Let's go, my mother is going shopping today!" She shouted happily.

"I want tutus!" Emily yelled after her.

Song Ya could only hold the money and say goodbye to AK, and then went to the platform with Connie to wait for the bus.

Twenty knives can be regarded as the biggest "big sum" he has mastered since he crossed. Of course, the huge sum of money can't be miscalculated. Right now, one knives in the black market in Huaguo can be exchanged for ten yuan. Twenty knives is more than a month's salary for ordinary people in Huaguo. .

The second-hand stores that provide evening wear rental services are generally not small. "Tutti skirt!" Emily was familiar with the road, slipped from Song Ya's body, and ran to the target quickly.

"Look at her, I'm going to change." Connie walked to the changing room inside.

Song Ya followed Emily through row after row of hangers, and suddenly felt that she had seen this scene somewhere.

"But you obviously haven't been to this store?"

He was puzzled, and from the corner of his eyes, he suddenly saw a pink suit hanging on the wall, which was slightly similar to the one worn by Boss Lowry just now.

"Um?"

He tried desperately to remember, and suddenly reached for the twenty dollars in his pocket, "Twenty dollars, Shopping, pink suit, bass, rap...together, it's..."

His body was shaken, as if he was inspired by heaven, and countless MV images rushed into his mind instantly accompanied by rap and music with a strong sense of rhythm.

I'm gonna pop some tags, only got twenty in my pocket

I'm, I'm, I'm hunting, looking for a come up

this is FXXXing awesome!

"This is the Thrift Shop! Here it is! Second-hand store!"