Chapter 804? Balance Point

'APLUS' vocals have changed and become thicker. I really like the song I Feel It Coming when he debuted. When he performed live again in the acoustic concert, it was easy to hear the same as the studio version. The difference, the details are even less MJ...'

"Come on man, that's a song that came out in '90, five years, how old was APLUS at that time, sixteen? It's normal for a sixteen-year-old African-American boy to imitate MJ's style, but he has completely created his own now music style."

"Is there such a long span between his two albums? Sorry I don't really remember..."

"You do have a problem with your memory. APLUS's first album was released in May 1992, more than three years ago. In the middle of 1994, he also released the original soundtrack of Dancing Out of My Life, which can actually be regarded as a solo album. The songs in it are written and composed by himself, and he participated in most of the singing. As a singer-songwriter, he is not very prolific, but the quality is undoubtedly top-notch, and he has pioneered in experimental music styles and new synthesized sounds. Achievement."

"The first single was released in 1990, and the first album was released in 1992?"

"It seems that there was a conflict with Sony Columbia Records. It is understandable. At that time, he was young and energetic, and he was one of the few singers who could also sell a single album. The current momentum reminds me of MJ in the 1980s."

"MJ has been promoted to a player at the capital level of the recording industry."

"APLUS..."

"I know, I know, APLUS is very good at investing in the technology industry. He seems to be richer than MJ in Fujibi's list, but in the record industry, he is still under the pressure of MJ, right? MJ can even be regarded as his boss For one, he's now paying MJ's ATV/Sony library for public performances of songs like I Feel It Coming."

"Aren't you tired of old memes? How many years have you guys ridiculed Paul McCartney with this sentence!"

"Whoa, don't get excited buddy, there's no 'us' here."

"Don't be weird with me, who doesn't know that you are a diehard MJ fan!"

"What about you? From APLUS? If you want me to say that he is getting more and more depraved, the first album has an ambitious single like Where Is The Love, what is left of the second album now? I have money, I'm so rich...that's it!"

"Haha, you are really annoying, I want to settle the score with you today..."

'Boom! '

Suddenly there was a muffled sound on the radio,

It seems that the microphone fell on something, and then there was a sizzling signal interference sound, interspersed with the host's words to persuade the fight.

Song Ya reached out to turn off the radio expressionlessly, and looked out at the lawn through the gap in the curtains on the second floor.

Ms. Sloan was whispering to a tall black man in a suit and leather shoes, saying that she couldn't hear what she said, but Song Ya was curious why Remy, a top lobbyist who worked for energy giants like the Koch Brothers, would chase her all the way to San Marino comes to...

"Oh! I hate it, APLUS, are you deliberately distracting yourself?"

Xue Linfen, who was lying on the window sill, fell to the big bed complaining, her chest rose and fell like a puppy on the floor in summer.

"But I haven't..."

"You can figure it out on your own, I don't have any strength, sorry..." Xue Linfen wrapped herself in a thin quilt with a smile.

Ms. Sloan seemed to have reached an agreement with Remy outside. As one of the few black lobbyists in Washington, Remy seemed to guess that he was observing the other side. Start the car and leave.

"Why did Remy want me?"

He had no choice but to go to the study first, and immediately ask Sloan who came back to report.

"As for A+CN, Gordon is attacking the conservative state police's excessive law enforcement against black people. Remy asks us to restrain ourselves." Sloan frowned and looked at Song Ya keenly.

"Small stations like ours have been targeted?" Song Ya raised her legs and smiled.

"Gordon now regards this kind of news as a life-saving straw, and broadcasts it intensively." Sloan said: "Many of them are first-hand revelations, which are widely quoted and discussed by other black media, and there were hundreds of thousands of people in Washington last month. Largest African-American rally..."

"Has the ratings improved?" Song Ya asked.

"It should be a little bit. You should ask your professionals. My concern is that some politicians have ordered Remy to come over to say hello, so now it's our turn to decide how to respond." Sloan replied.

"Which politicians?"

"I don't know, Remy won't disclose the specific names, but according to his hints, I guess there must be John Warren and Senator McCann. I probably know some of Remy's contacts in Washington. Didn't you meet them last time? Together? In the Capitol restaurant. Maybe there are politicians from North Carolina, Tennessee, Arizona, etc., because Gordon’s main targets are the police in Charlotte, Memphis, and Phoenix, where African Americans gather.”

Sloan turned his head to look at him, "Are we going to show favor to the people behind Remy?"

"How to show favor? Standing behind him are all elephant party politicians, and Gordon is a hardcore donkey party..." Song Ya frowned.

"APLUS, don't you engage in the news media just to have this day? That's not a business that can make a lot of money...or is my opinion of you wrong?" Sloan smiled.

"Okay, okay, shall I talk to Gordon? Or you?"

John Warren and McKeon helped themselves on the issue of textile quotas, and Song Ya didn't think about it for long.

"No, you call to hint to Gordon, he is a senior media person, he should be able to understand, just be careful not to leave him with the opportunity to write a memoir."

Sloan personally taught a media boss how to open this mouth to managers.

"Gordon, it's me. How's the situation with A+CN recently? Ratings are improving? That's great, what does Comcast say..."

First, I found someone to chat with, "By the way, I have read our recent evening news. Is the range of choices too simple? Except for the Simpson case, most of the rest of the time is given to those who work with the local police. ..."

"The black people who have been treated illegally care about this, and the ratings survey can prove it." Gordon seemed not to react, and answered on the other end of the phone.

"I know, we should think about it in the long run, right? The overall tone of our news is too depressing now." Song Ya continued to hint, "Don't you think?"

"Then you think I should..."

"Haha, don't think too much about Gordon. I won't interfere with your work. I just called you out of the feelings of an ordinary audience. If you think it doesn't make sense, just ignore it."

"Okay, thank you APLUS. I will consider it comprehensively. By the way, what are the opinions of other people around you? What do they think of the quality of A+CN's recent programs? I want to hear them all, and it would be best to be more specific." Ge Deng said.

"by my side?"

Song Ya looked up at Sloan, and replied after receiving an affirmative gesture: "Ms. Sloan has some other opinions, let her communicate with you."

"OK."

Sloan soon received a call from Gordon, and she chatted with Song Ya on her mobile phone, most of which were chatting about Congress.

"I don't understand, will Gordon understand?" Song Ya felt a little clouded.

"He should understand."

Sloan said: "He doesn't want to remove all relevant news, so he is asking me which ones can be kept and which ones need to be dealt with softly..."

"So the bunch of politicians you mentioned just now represent a city or a state, right? But they are not the people behind Remy, they are just references..."

Song Ya also understood a little bit.

Sloan snapped his fingers, "Smart, after all, it can't be left to someone like Gordon to write..."

"The handle of the memoir." Song Ya repeated it accurately, "What if Gordon says one thing and does another, and refuses to follow suit?"

"Replace the ones who don't understand the cues, and there will be people who are good at reading words and emotions." Sloan said: "It will take a long time to find the difference between meeting the needs of politicians or other big people and running a good news station. On balance, Gordon too."

"It's like we singers go to the radio station to do activities, right?"

Song Ya made an analogy, "If I am too boring, even if I give money to publicize those little DJs, they will not invite you on the show, because if there is no audience rating, my public relations fee is only a small amount of money in front of my job. If there is a singer who both If you are good at producing program effects and are willing to give money, it is a win-win situation with the DJs, and everyone is happy. The news station completely kneels and licks the words of those politicians. The credibility and ratings are gone, and the value to the politicians will be lost. You must have you The so-called balance point."

"APLUS understands very well." Sloan slapped several times to express his appreciation.

"I intend to downplay some of the reporting."

In Chicago, Gordon immediately had a closed-door meeting with several senior executives of A+CN, "Polls show that the atmosphere in recent episodes is too depressing."

"The ratings are on the rise." The staff questioned.

"It's not rising fast enough to reach the milestone data we signed with Comcast. It needs to change and continue to change."

Gordon flipped through the press release in his hand, "Arizona and Virginia's retractions, Tennessee's less inflammatory statements."

"Then only Charlotte, North Carolina is left." The subordinate said.

"Yes, focus on that, I will never bow to that Klansman Jesse Helms in North Carolina." Gordon said firmly.

After the A+CN evening news broadcast that night, the office of the chairman of the Senate Foreign Affairs Committee, the staff member gently closed the door, and respectfully reported to an old white male politician lying on his desk and pretending to be sleeping, "A+CN seems to be talking to McKean. They're friendly."

"Where's my North Carolina?" the old white man asked.

"The intensity of defamation remains high."

"I see. Call Director Fries of the FBI, now."