America: Starting with the Acquisition of MGM

Chapter 133 131 Judging by Music

Chapter 133: Competing with Music

It was late at night, and Amy woke up from her big bed, with the ringtone of her cell phone ringing in her ears.

His head was still groggy, and there were double images in front of his eyes.

"OMG! My head hurts so much. It must be due to the effects of alcohol and medicine."

He was so angry at being woken up that he couldn't help but smash his phone to pieces, but when he saw it was his manager's call, he still held back his temper and answered the call.

"Paul, what's the matter? Don't you look at what the fuck time it is?"

Hearing Eminem's voice being so irritable, his manager Paul Rosenberg shouted angrily: "Are you drinking and taking drugs again? Didn't I tell you that you can't do this anymore, Eminem!"

"Don't talk nonsense, just tell me if you have something to do. I still have to sleep, and I have a terrible headache now."

"Eminem, I'm talking about important things about your future and health. Drug and alcohol abuse will not only destroy your brain, but also destroy your body. You can't continue to sink."

But how can a person who is addicted to drugs easily listen to what others say, especially Amy? The word "ruffian" is not for nothing.

Amy's voice was very impatient: "I've said it many times, you don't have to worry about it! If nothing happens, I'm going to hang up!"

"Wait, don't hang up! You make the decision about your body. What I want to say is about the songs. Our strategy was successful."

"What?" Emiam's groggy head was completely unable to react.

"I say our hype strategy has been successful. Michael Jackson is being discussed so much that insulting him was the right choice. Now your new song is rising steadily in the Billboard rankings."

After punching himself in the head several times, Emiam regained consciousness.

"You called me in the middle of the night just to tell me this? Is there something wrong with your head? This was already expected, otherwise why would I scold Jackson specifically?"

"No, this is just one point. What I want to tell you is that now Jackson's supporters are starting to fight back. Many people are criticizing you. Reporters will definitely go after you. All you have to do is keep your mouth shut. , let me answer everything, understand?”

"Paul, do you think I'm a child? It's not the first time I've used this tactic of swearing. I know what to do and I'm used to it."

"Okay, anyway, this time it's Michael Jackson. He's not on the same level as the people you've scolded before. Just remember, don't talk nonsense!"

Dudu

Paul Rosenberg wanted to emphasize a few more words, but the call was hung up. An unknown fire surged up, and he was so angry that he threw the phone on the bed.

"This damn guy, if you weren't a bit talented and if your packaging hadn't been successful, do you think I would be angry with this?"

On the bed, the woman who was hit by the mobile phone opened her eyes: "Paul, what are you doing? Who are you scolding?"

After swallowing half the bottle of water in one gulp, Paul Rosenberg said angrily: "Who else could it be? Of course it's that son of a bitch Emmy! He's clearly in his thirties, but he still has the mentality of a teenage street gangster. .

"Did he make you angry again?"

"Any day this guy doesn't annoy me! He's more trouble than those nigger rappers!"

"But he can make you money."

"Yes, but that's all that's left."

The sun returned to the earth again, and adequate sleep finally allowed Emiam to temporarily get rid of the headache. He washed his face and walked out of the house.

As soon as we got into the car, many reporters who had been waiting for us rushed out of the surrounding area.

Everyone knows that Emiam is a thorn in the side, and you can often get news by following him, so there are always a lot of people squatting around his house, but there are especially many today.

After opening the car door, Eminem simply stepped out of the driver's seat to be interviewed. He liked and enjoyed the feeling of being watched, which made him feel full of power and confidence.

"Hey! Benny, Charlie, come closer, it's too far away and you can't hear me."

He smiled and asked the familiar reporters to come closer. As for his manager's instructions last night, he had long forgotten them. The dual effects of alcohol and drugs can easily make people fall into a trance. Maybe he made a mistake in his mind. Dream.

"Eminem, many people are criticizing your new single now. Are you deliberately insulting Michael Jackson?"

Amy snorted: "Of course not, I don't want to insult anyone, this is just my song style, I have always been like this!"

"So what do you think about the criticism? Especially from Eric Cooper?"

"Eric Cooper, who is this guy? What did he say?" Emiam blurted out.

"Eric Cooper is a supporter of Jackson. He scolded you as a mad dog who only bites people randomly. He wanted to use Jackson's fame to promote himself and increase song sales. He said that you are just a poor kid who used his unfortunate childhood to gain sympathy. ”

The reporters told Eminem exactly what Eric said during the interview yesterday. For a little ruffian like him, every word seemed like real hurt.

Especially this criticism about childhood made Eminem feel that his lungs were about to explode.

At this time, the Pravda reporter saw the excitement and took out the fresh newspaper and handed it over: "Eminem, maybe you can read the report first and then answer the question."

Amy didn't pick up the newspaper, but after glancing at it, she still saw the big headline.

"The longer I stay in contact with people, the more I like dogs. Dogs are always dogs, and sometimes people are really not people!"

Under the influence of alcohol and drugs, the anger that could have been suppressed suddenly burst out, and Emiam began to curse.

Words starting with F kept popping out of his mouth, and his expression became ferocious and crazy.

Seeing a black reporter holding a camera, he rushed to grab it.

"What are you recording! I said what are you recording! Stop fucking recording! FXXX!"

The scene instantly became chaotic, but even so, a reporter still continued to stir up trouble: "Eminem, Eric Cooper said you are a racist, are you really?"

"FXXX! Stop filming, get out of my way, get out of my territory!"

At this time, a car approached quickly, and agent Paul Rosenberg hurriedly jumped out of the car. Although he was hurrying, the last thing he wanted to see happened.

He hurriedly rushed into the crowd, pulled Eminem out and shouted: "Eminem is not accepting interviews now. If you have any questions, I will answer them."

Eminem, however, waved his fists and continued to yell and curse, until his manager gave him a fierce look: "Go back, Eminem!"

Huhu

After taking a few deep breaths, the little ruffian's brain was rewired. Thinking about his behavior just now, he felt extremely upset and walked back home in despair.

Of course, the paparazzi did not dare to intrude on the private property again, so they could only point the microphone at Paul Rosenberg and ask the question again.

Rosenberg looked sternly: "No, Eminem never meant any harm. He respects Michael Jackson very much."

"What hype? Of course we are not hype, and we don't need hype. Eminem's talent is obvious to all. He is the first rapper to win an Oscar."

"We are dissatisfied and regretful that Eric Cooper's comments are ridiculous. It is clear that this white elite does not understand hip-hop and does not understand what rap is."

"His comments are outrageous and we reserve the right to pursue legal action."

"Okay, that's it for now, gentlemen, Eminem is a singer. It's impossible to defeat him through words and public opinion. If you want to prove Eminem wrong, then show off your music! "

After speaking, Paul Rosenberg ignored the reporters and knocked on the door, followed by a full-blown curse.

"Eminem, are you fucking crazy? I warned you not to talk nonsense. Every time you fucking say something wrong, I have to wipe your ass!"

Emiam lowered his head in a rare move: "Sorry Paul, what about the group of people outside?"

"I don't know what you said, and I don't know how they will report it, but you must insist on one thing, and that is that music matters will be judged based on music."

"From now on, don't tell me about your childhood misfortune, let alone say racist things, otherwise no one can save you, do you understand?"

"I know, I won't lose to anyone in music, not even Michael Jackson. What's more, this pedophile is currently in a lawsuit and has no energy to create. I will definitely win!"

"It's good to know, Eminem, you must stop drinking and taking drugs, otherwise sooner or later you will be finished! Think about your daughter, don't go on like this!"

Entertainment news has always been the most popular news for the public. From the day before yesterday when Eminem released a new song, to yesterday when Eric directly started criticizing it, both the Internet and reality were abuzz.

Since MJ's lawsuit has not yet gone to trial, many people still believe that his child molestation case is true, and they are roughly evenly divided between believers and disbelievers.

So the people who criticize it online are equally divided as the people who support it.

Those who support say that the ruffian Eminem’s true temperament means that he dares to scold and confront, and to do things that others dare not do.

Those who scolded him said that he was making up rumors and fabricating facts, and had no respect for his predecessors.

When Eric's interview came out, people who scolded him simply used the word "mad dog" to refer to Eminem.

Words such as childhood suffering, racial discrimination, immature brat, and uneducated gangster were all labeled on him.

The main battlefield this time was not the official website of MGM, but the official website and forums of Aftermath, the music label contracted by Eminem, and all kinds of swear words flooded the screen.

After two days of fighting, the intensity of the scolding battle between the two sides has decreased. Mainly because everyone is waiting for Emiam's reaction. Everyone knows that he is not a person who will not retaliate when scolded.

Sure enough, just after lunch time, around 1 p.m., the media released Emmy’s interviews one after another.

People who supported Eminem originally wanted to see him fight back fiercely, but they found out that the idol in the video was completely violent and crazy.

The way he bared his teeth was, as Eric Cooper said, no different than a mad dog.

Especially when Eric's interview video was released for comparison, there was a strong contrast. One was so logical and elegant that even others could scold him, while the other only barked like crazy.

In terms of looks, Eric is ten times better than Eminem.

In terms of status, Eric crushes Eminem.

In terms of financial resources, there is no comparison between the two.

In other words, in terms of talent, Eric's works have not been released yet, so he is a bit weak in this aspect.

As soon as this wave of comparisons came out, some teenagers who originally supported Eminem began to quietly withdraw, and many little girls even secretly changed their affiliations and became supporters of Eric.

The United States is like this, or it is like this all over the world. People with good looks, money and taste have always been able to attract the attention and envy of young people.

Otherwise, why would Wang Xicong be so angry? And why are so many people keen on showing off their wealth?

The key point is that Eric is young enough, a full 10 years younger than Emmy, and in the eyes of the little girl, he is naturally more charming than a ruffian.

Some people quietly withdrew, some changed their faces, and the rest were speechless.

How could they charge forward when the big brother was so lame?

It was not until Paul Rosenberg finally said that the music should be judged, that these haters regained their support.

No matter how others scolded, it was just a sentence that musicians should be judged by music. If Jackson had the ability to release a song, he could scold back.

But everyone knew that MJ had no time and energy to take care of new songs. The sales of last year's "Invincible" did not meet expectations, and now he is in a quagmire.

The supporters of the gangster Eminem knew it well, and happily used it as a clamor, mocking MJ for being outdated and an old monster who should have faded his halo long ago.

Just when everyone thought that MJ would not fight, he publicly accepted an interview with Fox TV.

"Michael, there has been constant discussion about you during this period of time. Some people scold you, and some people support you. Do you want to say something?" the host asked.

Michael replied calmly: "I don't want to explain anymore. The law will clear my name. My trial will be held soon. Everyone is welcome to pay attention."

"So you think you are absolutely innocent?"

"Yes, I have never done anything that violates the law. I never did it before and I won't do it in the future."

"Okay, everyone will remember your words today. Let's wait and see."

"Then the next question is about Emi Am's new song. There has been a lot of noise online these days. What do you think?"

Michael shook his head slightly: "It's just a trick of a bored child. He wants to attract attention, just like a child who shouts for candy. The difference is that he is not cute."

"Hahahaha"

The host laughed immediately.

"So what about his challenge, the music duel?"

"Very good, I accept!"

"What?"

"I said I accept the challenge."

Hearing this answer, the host was a little surprised. This interview was a temporary guest change, and there was no script at all. MJ's answer was really beyond his expectations.

"Michael, do you have time to record a new song now?"

"Of course, I've already recorded it and it's going to be released soon."

"OMG! This is really big news, can you tell me what the song is about?" the host asked hurriedly.

Michael nodded gently: "This song describes my state of mind, contains some painful struggles, and the lyrics come from my good friend."

"Who is it?"

"Eric Cooper!"

Host: "Ah? (confused face)"

I'm halfway recovered, and now I'm just sore all over. Everyone should take care of their health and rest early.

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