"Hi..." Beyoncé, the top brand in the evening dress, was naturally very happy today, and rarely took the initiative to say hello without shaking her face.
"Congratulations!"
Song Ya suppressed the idea of slipping and running away immediately after seeing her, and generously stood behind her and the other three members of the group, opened his arms around the four women's shoulders, and made the only photographer allowed to take pictures at the party. Press the shutter as much as you like.
Beyoncé tilted her head and glanced at the man close at hand, holding the Grammy record trophy in her hand higher, posing happily.
"Okay, okay, it's okay."
A few minutes later, Bucket Aunt Linda intervened between her and the boss, and drove everyone to the small stage, "Rashida." She pushed the boss to Rashida again.
"Let's have aplus..." Typhoon Rashida, who had been trained in the hip-hop contest, steadily stretched out his hand to invite.
"Thank you."
Song Ya began to make an opening speech. At this time, the guests were almost there, and they knew Hollywood and recording industry personalities, Metropolis, and a+ Records' contracted artists such as Dion Wilson, Common, Stupid Punk, and Linkin Park. The huge banquet hall was star-studded, and his eyes quickly glanced over the beautiful faces of Amy, Mira, Charis, Shakira, etc., because Shakira was a singer of Sony Columbia Records and his ex-girlfriend, it was inconvenient to show up. it's here.
Huh? Where's Jenny?
"When I was fifteen, I wore second-hand clothes..."
Where did he want to go again... He cleared up his mood and made a short opening remark, "But today's protagonist is... Destiny! Please!" Then he invited the four Beyoncés onto the stage soon.
"Thank you." Beyoncé took the microphone from his hand with a complicated expression.
"Tonight belongs to you."
After Song Ya completed the task, he retreated to the stage and hugged Amy, no longer overpowering the guests.
"thanks, thanks…"
Beyonce began to thank her father Matthew Norris, her boss aplus, jazzy, and so on, just like when she received the award at the Grammy ceremony. Then she expressed her emotions again, and finally handed the microphone to the group sisters. .
"It is estimated that this combination will not exist for long."
The president of Metropolis Records touched Song Ya and reminded him in a low voice: "The other members of the group are very dissatisfied with Beyoncé. Only Kelly Rowland has a better relationship."
"I won't talk about it on this happy day today. In any case, leave it to Matthew Norris to get a headache. He is the owner of Music World Entertainment Records..."
Song Ya shook her head to stop the other party from continuing. Her own apocalyptic song of Beyoncé was her personal solo, so this group should finally be dissolved, but that’s fine, at least in accordance with the apocalypse's instructions, Beyoncé It will definitely grow red in the future.
And Metropolitan Records owns half of her father's shares in Music World Entertainment Records, and she owns most of the shares in Metropolitan Records.
On the day of the celebration, after the regular speech, the guest dj Kanye West began to play the best music, the atmosphere of hype, and the grand party officially began.
The top singers and guests present also showed face to the stage to perform their hot singles.
"Boss, Derry is here."
Song Ya was drinking, his girlfriend Aaliyah was singing on stage, but Damon Dash ran over to report.
"Why is he here?"
Song Ya frowned. Today, Dray’s white love apprentice Eminem has won three Grammy rap trophies. As the owner of Universal Music's label, Derry should have appeared at the celebration dinner over there.
"It may have something to do with Sugnat's threat to kill him." Damon Dash was well informed.
Sugernet, Song Ya, who hasn't mixed up with the gangster rap for a long time, quickly forgot the name, "Dre is still afraid of Suger? He has become popular with Eminem. Smash Sugnet to death? Besides, the bragging father is alive and well now!"
But he knew that Sughnet had no money anymore, only some fine royalties from death row records.
Damon Dash complained in his heart that you and Derry’s money are the same concept? Sugnett's Los Angeles blood gang snakes are so easy to be killed by money...
Of course he dare not say, "See you?"
"of course."
"Aplus..."
Relying on Eminem to survive in desperation, Derui also embraced a rap tycoon fan, and walked over from afar, Song Ya very face-to-face punching him, hugs, and slapped him on the back.
"Wow wow wow wow wow, the world's top 40 richest people, the richest man in our nger, aplus, I debuted in 1984..."
Derry looked at him and sighed again and again.
"I heard that you are in trouble?" Song Ya asked.
"Yes, Su Ge..." Dre quickly took him aside and switched to a low-pitched posture and whispered: "He seems to be reluctant to let me go."
"You don't have to be afraid of him?" Song Ya asked.
"Wow, of course you said it easily, there is only one life." Derry complained.
"I'll say hello to Sugonite for you, it's hard to say whether it works or not," Song Ya said.
"I'm afraid he will falsely agree, and then quietly kill me..." Derry was still not at ease.
Song Ya glanced at him, what are you going to do with your feelings forever? I don't want to help if I'm busy.
Just kidding, I was already detached, if it weren't for this kind of occasion, Derry wouldn't even want to see him in person.
He is a kind person, but he is really not a good person with soft ears. Derry is still nagging and continuing to lobby. Song Ya soon becomes impatient and beats Damon Dash, who is not far away. Winks.
The clever dame immediately shared the worries for the Lord, and came over with a hippie smile and invited Dre to go to the dj station to show his hand.
Derry couldn't stand Damon Dash enthusiastically pushing and pulling, so he had to push and play DJ.
With the passage of time and the re-success of his career, his seniority status in the rap circle has also become higher and higher, and he was cheered by the audience as soon as he appeared.
"Headphones are not used to it."
Derui Xiaolu took off her earphones and said to Song Ya with a smile.
"I used the best brand, the most expensive." Linda, who had worked so hard tonight, was immediately unhappy when she heard this.
"Not as good as beats, which are much cheaper," Derry said.
"Beats?" Song Ya's eyes lit up when he heard the word.
"Well, the magic sound...what's the matter?" Derry asked inexplicably.
"It's nothing."
beats, beats... this name is so loud and easy to remember! Moreover, it is related to music, which can solve the problem of the domain name of the Amerika music website that Litman has been thinking about for many years...
Song Ya secretly noted it down.
Later, he called Sugonite in front of Derry. Whether he was sincere or not, Sugonite at least agreed on the spot not to trouble Derry.
Derui left contentedly, and did a good deed of fighting again...
In the early hours of the morning, Song Ya was drunk. It was the time when her self-control was the worst. Natasha Kinsky took her filming, and the American Paradise crew was late.
Song Yamiao saw a blonde girl next to her, her eyes straightened.
It's so beautiful! Not only is the figure hot, but also has the delicate skin that is rarely seen in white girls. It looks like a white porcelain doll at close range. I can't help but want to try it on the spot, "Hello..."
He did what he said, and he immediately put it into practice, and frivolously reached out and hooked the girl's chin.
Natasha Kinski knew that it didn't matter if she was there, although she hadn't contacted her for a long time, and she was older.
"Hi, aplus...I have admired you since I was a child." The girl didn't seem to mind, she said generously with her hands behind her back, with shining star eyes.
From childhood...
Well, who told me to debut early, hehe, "Hello, you are...you are the..." The girl was a little familiar, and Song Ya remembered drunkly.