Chapter 799?

'Has anyone seen the latest interview and performance of APLUS on MTV? He seems to have made up his mind to regard I gotta feeling as a strong single that will be released at the same time as the album is released. Personally, I feel that this song has too many experimental elements? In I gotta feeling, there are more electronic sounds and more pop houses. He is more and more fond of playing with the boundary line between blurred vocals, electronic tuning and musical instruments, and melodies. Phrases such as 'Let's Do it' and 'That tonight's gonna be a good night'...'

'I want to laugh every time he repeats the good in That tonight's gonna be a good night, and the phrase get get get get get around, haha, a lot of get. Although he explained the relevant considerations in the interview, I agree, but will listeners of such a new style of music buy it? His ex-girlfriend Fergie is good on this one, but I still prefer his song Empire State Of Mind with Mariah Carey, which won them a Grammy Award. '

As a well-known music critic, Philby admires innovation very much, but after I gotta feeling came out, he still couldn't help complaining that the style was too new. He explained in the subsequent phone call that it was out of respect for Song Ya I said so because of my worry.

"Happy birthday! Tonight is bound to be a good night!"

Song Ya can't be bothered either. Mariah Carey prepared a grand birthday party for him at her Malibu home in Los Angeles. After midnight, today is his birthday and the moment when his second album '21' is officially released.

In Chicago, Cassiti, who put on a hood and covered most of her face with a scarf, wandered around the record store. Obviously, the most conspicuous shelf was full of covers of Song Ya showing off her wealth holding a wine bottle. With a large poster, she still evasively chose Zhang Shania Twain's country music album like a thief, and then pulled out a '21' album like lightning while no one was paying attention, and streamed it behind a tall white boy.

I gotta feeling,

HooHoo...

No way, everyone is here to buy the new APLUS album tonight, so there is no free time at the cash register, and there is always a queue.

"Tonight is just right, let's have fun!"

Suddenly, a familiar black accent came from behind her. It was the voice of her former best friend Denise, it's over! Unfortunately, she hid her body behind the white guy and turned her face to the other side.

"Come on, come on, these are all mine." Denise led a group of black girls, frantically scanning APLUS's new albums into the shopping box, "One for each of my brothers, and one for my uncles..." She celebrated the holiday Said the same to himself.

"Country music." Her little sister waited boredly aside, glanced at the CD in Cassidy's hand, pouted her lips in displeasure and challenged, "Don't know what to listen to today? White girl?"

Kasiti didn't dare to speak, and wanted to put away the albums in her hand, but she missed one, and the 21 album that was sandwiched under Shania Twain's CD fell to the ground, and she quickly kicked it under the cash register table.

"Hey, you...don't dare to look at me." Just like that, the black girl grabbed Kasiti's arm and pulled it out, "Denise! Look, this isn't what you used to do at the fan club." A good friend of mine?"

"Who is it?" Denise looked over, "Oh, it's you..." She sneered and looked at the CD in Cassidy's hand, "Hey, don't talk to her, she is no longer my friend, not us friends."

Cassidy bowed her head.

"You dropped something, ma'am." The line moved forward, and when it was her turn, the kind cashier handed back the CD she had picked up, "Shall we pay together?" It turned out that she was kicked into the cashier ...

"This is not mine."

Denise behind saw this scene, but Kasiti denied it.

"This is yours. You dropped it just now. I saw it." The cashier insisted. "It's a bit damaged. Do you want to buy it?"

"Yeah." Her face was hot, and she ran away as if leaving Qian Fei behind.

Tonight is going to be a great night...  

In Paris, Mira also appeared in the small video store next to the show venue.

"Milla? Milla Jovovich?" A group of tall models walked in, led by the black supermodel Tyra Banks, "Wow, APLUS's ex-girlfriend can't forget him." She pointed The CD in Mira's hand.

"Hi." Mira smiled back.

"Where's your director boyfriend? Has he given you a blockbuster heroine?" Another white model immediately started to get angry, "Could it be that she was cheated? Be careful of romantic French people?"

"She won't be deceived." Someone said, "You forgot how many people she has deceived, her and her father." And provoked, "Tara, didn't you say that you slept with APLUS?"

"A long time ago, when we were filming the MV." Tyra admitted triumphantly, "That kid was nice, but he was really ruthless."

"Is it really ruthless? Could it be you who made it up? You see, he treats Fergie..."

Mira rolled her eyes, paid the bill and left amidst the laughter of the mean girls.

Lets do it, Lets do it, Lets do it...

Back in Malibu, Song Ya hugged Mariah Carey and sang and danced to the music with everyone. The big-size TV was playing the I gotta feeling MV premiered on MTV.

"Mr. Geffen, this way."

Sandy Glen led David Geffen over, and David Geffen, who had just been certified as a billionaire by Forbes, looked at the picture of Ellen Pompeo and Amy Acker kissing on the TV screen with a smile, " Is this what you promised me before?" He asked Song Ya.

"right!"

Song Ya drank a lot, and the living room was too noisy, so she answered David Geffen loudly.

The two leaders of the Hollywood gay fraternity are very happy. After the political betrayal of the current leader, they are very grateful for the identification with any new force. "I love this part!" David Geffen put his arms around the couple's Shoulder, leaned into Song Ya's ear and said.

"Not only, not only Mr. Geffen, wait, listen carefully..."

Sandy Glen interrupted him.

Fill up my cup! Mozel tov! cheers!

"Hahaha!" Hearing this Jewish toast, the big brother who is also a Jew liked it even more, "Mozel tov!" He raised his glass and shouted loudly along with the music.

"Thank you! Best wishes!" Song Ya responded with a smile, but unexpectedly, two old gays, David Geffen and Sandy Glenn, forcibly printed their lips on their faces.

Nossa, nossa oh my god, my god

Assim você me mata your eyes just killed me

In Rio, Brazil, the title song of the Latin version is of course the Portuguese Ai Se Eu Te Pego, which is being played on loudspeakers in the record store.

"APLUS can speak Portuguese? Did he learn it from you before?" asked Estefan, the manager, picking up the 21 album.

"No."

Shakira suddenly remembered that in order to give APLUS a clear rejection signal, he switched from Spanish to Portuguese to talk with others. Did that guy really learn Portuguese later? She murmured to herself, what a romantic scumbag...

"Your Western-language album has received very good reviews in South America, and it will do well. It won't be a problem to sell millions, trust me."

Estefan didn't think too much, and stopped to listen for a while, "Wow, the song APLUS is mouth-watering, but the melody is really good."

"He probably knows these few words, is it okay if he doesn't drool?"

Shakira still knew the scumbag, rolled her eyes, put the 21 album in her hand on the cash register, and took out her wallet.

"I feel like he's being very perfunctory to me lately, Patty."

Mariah Carey, who was pushed aside, went to complain to her godmother, "He always said 'OK, OK' when I said and did everything, but... I just could feel that his attention was completely out of me at any time. body, although he does not admit it."

"Don't make trouble again..."

Brenda on the side hurriedly stopped her, "I'm going to an unplugged concert with him next month, and the new album will be released early next year."

"Hey! Which side are you from? Huh? So now even you are going to betray me?" Mariah Carey accused her best friend.

"Anyway, don't piss him off before I post a new album. I don't know how scary he is after what happened last time." Brenda replied, "Is it for me? Mimi..."

"Isn't that what marriage is like? Passion always comes down to mediocrity."

Patty educated her based on the experience of those who have experienced it, "I'll teach you, prepare more tricks, and then have a child to tie a man's heart."

"Kid..." Mariah Carey fell silent.

"Doesn't he want it? Both he and Xuelin Fen's Bitch have given birth to each other." Brenda said, "I heard that Xue Linfen's new house is worth several million! Who will pay for it?" given!?"

"He wants to, but I want to be twenty-seven..." Mariah Carey muttered.

"Well, then this man is not bad, not too bad." Patti Labelle approved.

Tonight's the night is just right for tonight Let's live it up Let's have fun!

"Wow!"

Also in Los Angeles, in a small apartment, Charis also held a small party, and stared at the TV with her new low-level actor friends.

"Is that you? Charis, so beautiful!"

In the MV, she appeared in the scene, the enchanting and charming big white girl is completely entangled with the tall and straight APLUS, why is there a spotlight on the dance floor of the nightclub and it is only on the two of them? That didn't matter anymore, she writhed like a snake, exuding a fatal allure all over her body.

"Great, great!"

Her manager focused on the quasi-TV screen with a digital camera, "With this MV, you will definitely be able to win the unstoppable Miracle Girl 2! Next year will be our take-off year!"

She leaned her neck and drank the wine in the glass, enjoying the envious eyes of her friends.

Let's have fun, let's make a mess!

"Oh! Why are you pinching me!?"

The sky was bright, and the second half of the party in the Malibu villa was almost over. Song Ya, who was drunk, fell on the bed, and was suddenly grabbed by the waist by his wife, "It hurts!"

"Did you pick that white girl in the MV? The one with Fergie?!" Mariah Carey questioned, "Dance with you that kind of sexy dance, she seduced you, right? ?”

"Yes, yes, you put eyeliner on and asked me." Song Ya turned over impatiently.

"Hmph! It's good to know!"

Mariah Carey took the initiative to entangle her.

"I'm drunk, let me rest for a while."

"No!"

"Okay, okay, um...props." Song Ya didn't forget to point to the bedside table after being teased.

She hurriedly opened the drawer and took out the props, her eyes were suddenly attracted by the hairpin she casually threw aside, and she was stunned.

"If I don't come again, I'll sleep?" How could Song Ya pay attention to this, and took the opportunity to get away.

And do it! And do it! And do it!

"No, you dare!"

In the dark bedroom, the woman's hand slowly reached for the hairpin, trembling and firm.

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