Chapter 71 Called

The crew had a holiday the next day. On a closed beach, Song Ya lay comfortably on the sun lounger and let Mira apply sunscreen on his back.

She was about to fall asleep, "I'm tired." Mira threw the bottle of sunscreen and lost her temper.

"You've only served me for five minutes!"

Song Ya took off her sunglasses, turned over, and looked at the big white girl who was only wearing a three-point bikini in front of her, "I stood outside for two hours yesterday!"

"Who knew they'd be celebrating for so long."

Mira pouted and lay down next to him, took the music box from the small wooden table, and wound it up. The excerpt "Masquerade" from the recent popular musical "Phantom of the Opera" is the same music in the opening music box, Accompanied by the dance of the two masked villains, it sounded slowly.

so peaceful...

Song Ya couldn't help but compared Harley's hot figure, "Do you like it?" He asked.

"Forget you have a heart." Mira arrogantly played with the music box.

"Ahem." Mrs. Jovovich, wearing a big Hawaiian straw hat, walked over from a distance.

Song Ya looked away from Mira's chest and looked at the magnificent blue sea and silver sand in the South Pacific in the distance.

"Mila, pay attention to sun protection, or you will be scolded by the director again."

Although Mrs. Jovovich no longer takes care of Mira’s management affairs, she is still Mira’s manager. Anyway, wherever Mira is, she will be there. Pull malicious men.

Of course, Song Ya herself was not included in these people.

"APLUS, when are you leaving?" But since Mira became popular, Mrs. Jovovich's attitude towards Song Ya has become increasingly indifferent.

"Tomorrow, my new order will be released after Christmas, and I'm going back to promote it." Song Ya replied.

"Mira is going back to SBK to record the rest of the album after finishing the film," Mrs. Jovovich hinted.

Song Ya grinned, the sun was too glaring, he put his sunglasses back on.

"look."

Mira handed the music box to her mother, "APLUS gave it to me."

"Children's stuff, oh!"

Mrs. Jovovich's hand holding the music box sank, "Is it gold? What brand?" She examined it carefully.

"It seems to be called... REUGE or something limited edition." Song Ya recalled Hayden's confession, "I don't know what to give, and Mira has more and more sponsors."

"I've heard of this brand."

Mrs. Jovovich's attitude changed a little bit, "Actually, we've been very cautious in accepting advertisements recently. We will directly reject brands with a style below CK for Mira. APLUS, is it convenient for me to listen to your new song?"

"He wrote it to me." Mira hurriedly embraced the CD player on the table.

"Mira..."

Mrs. Jovovich took out the Walkman from her hand, put on the earphones and listened to it for a while, her face became ugly again, "You two... Alas! Don't let outsiders know that this song is written for Mira .”

The lyrics of I feel it coming are indeed a bit explicit, "Don't worry, Mrs. Jovovich." Song Ya picked up the juice and took a sip.

Mira also imitated him and drank fruit juice.

"Okay, okay, let's play, don't leave this beach for the crew to see."

Mrs. Jovovich reluctantly put down the walkman and picked up the music box, "This kind of purely mechanical thing is most afraid of sand. Really, I will take it back and put it away for you."

The two watched her leave and laughed at the same time, and Mira climbed onto Song Ya again.

"You know? I feel a bit like your call cowherd now. It was the same in Yellowstone Park last time. After finishing the work, the mission is over." Song Ya hugged her and complained.

Mira chuckled.

Song Ya's words were not entirely a joke. Last night, the sea breeze blew alone for two hours.

Being bitten by mosquitoes, he could only watch the crew bustling in the brightly lit room, throwing a birthday party for Mira, and he felt that the relationship between the two had changed unconsciously. It's a bad feeling.

He still likes the feeling of pressing Mira, who is determined to pass the audition, against the wall in the bathroom of the music classroom.

After the tiring trip to the South Pacific, he returned to New York, and immediately tried to find a way to visit Steven, Old Jones, Rakim, several influential figures in the New York black music circle who did not know each other. The theory of bringing goods just happened to practice on my new order.

Through Rakim, he got in touch with the singer and producer of Rakim's nicknamed "Professor". Members, will also release the first single and first album next year.

Based on interests, the two parties reached a simple equal exchange agreement. They were responsible for contacting black DJs in New York and New Jersey to help Song Ya's new single to promote. In return, Song Ya would also support the "Great Professor" record in Chicago and Detroit.

Of course, the current Song Yake can't direct the black DJs in Chicago and Detroit, so as soon as he finished his New York business, he rushed back to the cold Chicago without stopping. Next door to A+ Records, isn't there a ready-made black DJ.

"Yo!"

I haven't looked for him yet, and the "big A" who didn't know Song Ya's plan came out excitedly, "APLUS! I heard you signed a contract with Sony Columbia?"

Song Ya finished fist bumping with him, "Yeah, as expected of Big A, the news is really well-informed."

Big A sniffed triumphantly, and then pointed his nose, "I'm a dog nose, and I can't hide any troubles in the music industry from me. How are you doing in New York? You've been too quiet these days."

"yes."

Song Ya bumped fists with De Lai who came out of the A+ record again, "The small record company can't help it."

"Hey, Delay, do you want to sue me?"

Big A saw what Di Lai wanted to say, so he simply recruited himself first, "APLUS, I slept with a few girls who came to you looking for opportunities, you won't blame me, will you?"

"fine."

Those girls should have been tricked by Big A, the tuner that Eric taught, Big A must be a master of this kind, and they are all asleep, what else can Song Ya say.

"Yeah! That's it!"

Big A happily patted Song Ya on the shoulder, "I told Delay earlier that there is nothing to be angry about. He is white and doesn't understand the rules of our black brothers. What's the point of sleeping with a few girls?"

It seems that the two had an awkward fight over this matter. Song Ya gave Dilai a wink to go back and said, Dilai shrugged and walked into the A+ record.

Song Ya followed Big A into his small office, "I need help with my new post." He got straight to the point.

"Put it on me." Big A patted his chest.

"You help me contact as many black DJs as possible, can you contact the people in Detroit..."

The two chatted for a long time. Although Big A likes to brag, he has been in the DJ industry for so many years, and he is an out-and-out veteran.

Big A knows everything, Song Ya has probably got the bottom of the relevant market, what level of DJ needs to pay, which DJs are GD's own, which belong to the GD alliance gang, and which DJs belong to the GD rival gang. It's something that can't be taken lightly, he doesn't want to take the cash to bribe DJ and sneak into the territory of hostile forces.

Big A also agreed to personally take him to Detroit to find acquaintances.

"Can you make your Chicago debut for my station?" Big A finally asked.

"No problem, who told us that we are tired of logging." Song Ya agreed.

"By the way, your debut must be at GD's venue." Big A said again.

"GD's place?" Song Ya had never heard of such a rule.

"Otherwise? This is the best way for you to be recognized as one of your own by GD's brothers."

"Where is the venue?"

"you do not know?"

"I really don't know."

"It's in the underground nightclub opposite Old Qiao Music!"