"you……"
Mariah Carey was a little touched, "Do you really think so?"
"It's true, Mimi, that's what I think." Song Ya stared into her eyes, and said every word firmly.
"But you are still young, I have always regarded you as a brother..."
Before Mariah Carey finished speaking, Song Yanu opened her mouth and kissed it.
"Well……"
DIVA’s lips are so sweet. Of course, it might be the smell of lipstick. Song Ya ignored her sobs and struggling to slap her strong arm, using the best technique to suck, feeling that the other party melted in her arms. Signs, and tried to knock his teeth...
"Wait! Wait!" Mariah Carey suddenly regained consciousness, and pushed him away with all her strength, ‘pop’, and gave him a slap.
"Uh, sorry APLUS, I..."
She subconsciously touched Song Ya's face when she was hit, "We...I think we..."
"It's okay Mimi, do you understand my heart now?"
Song Ya held her hand touching her face again, and stared at her with tender eyes.
"I think you have been under too much pressure recently, you should calm down first..."
Mariah Carey avoided his aggressive eyes, but didn't withdraw her hand, "Okay, okay, I understand."
"and so?"
"I don't care about you, but you..."
She withdrew her hand, "Don't be too aggressive, promise me, okay?" She dropped a sad look and escaped.
"Let's go, too." Song Ya felt the pressure on her body disappeared suddenly, and walked out the door with her mouth folded.
But he was pushed back by the old Mike, "Don't forget to wipe your mouth if you steal it." Old Mike's words are very delicate.
"Oh." Song Ya reacted immediately and carefully cleaned up the remaining lipstick marks on her lips.
The group had just returned to Tribeca and continued the meeting. At about 12:45, Taraji rushed into the study, "APLUS, Motura wants to see you, now!"
"This……"
Song Ya’s first reaction was that Mariah Carey told Motula what she had just done, "Did he say it because of what?"
"No, it allows you to bring lawyers, accountants, and all the people you can take." Taraji answered ~www.mtlnovel.com~ and then hung up the phone. He seemed very angry. "
"Ah..."
Song Ya had to take people back to Sony Columbia Records headquarters again, and the front desk of Motula's office was waiting directly at the door, leading them to the top floor smoothly.
Song Ya looked at the concealed office door and more executives standing outside, with different expressions. Some looked like a defeated rooster, some were downcast, some had a stern face and their eyes were empty, while some looked left and right. Trying to laugh but trying to hold back.
"Go in." The lawyer who was not very kind to Song Ya led the group in.
Unlike just now, Motura’s office was in a mess, with books, trophies, wine bottles, etc. scattered all over the ground, as if a war had just happened here.
"He won't take a gun out of the drawer and shoot at me?" Song Ya looked at Motura, who was sitting behind the boss's table, bowed his head and said nothing, feeling a little frustrated, "I'm here, Mr. Motura."
Motula raised her head, her eyes fierce like a wolf who was about to choose someone to eat, "APLUS, I decided to match your offer, sign a contract."
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"is this real?"
Until he left Sony Columbia Records headquarters, Song Ya still couldn't believe it in the car, flipping through the copy of the contract in his hand, for fear that there was some thunder buried in it.
"The contract is okay. It's exactly the same as what we submitted last time." Hamlin said: "That is to say, Motura fully accepted your conditions. Your five years and two specialties, and the five years of A+ records. Distribution rights, nothing else."
"Shall we go back to have champagne?" Goodman suggested.
"Yeah, it's like dreaming, we should open a bottle of champagne...this is the best result, APLUS."
Samuel was also a little unbelievable, "I was thinking, if Motula proposed two plus one special, or a little more interest, I also plan to suggest that you recognize it, the reconciliation between your two sides is in your interest."
"Why! Why?"
Song Ya got a bargain, but he definitely couldn't fall asleep today if he didn't clarify the inside story. He dialed Mariah Carey's phone, "Mimi, are you at home? Are you asleep?"
"You..." Mariah Carey was flustered, "Don't come here..."
"Uh, I didn't mean that, did you say something to Tommy afterwards?" Song Ya was embarrassed. "He suddenly decided to match my offer. We are all set again!"
"Wow, that's right!"
Mariah Carey was very happy, "I left without telling him anything, what do you think I will tell him? Say you are in the office..."
"Uh, okay, forget it, you go to bed first, I still have a little reaction, I will be very busy tonight."
"Okay, bye."
"worship."
The two ended the call and returned to Tribeca, "What happened in these tens of minutes!? We have to find out!" Song Ya said loudly.
"What can happen, except for the world premiere of MJ's single MV." Hayden replied, and he reacted first. He rushed to the TV and kept changing channels to look for replays.
The picture moves from the block to the window of a family at a very fast speed. The popular child star Macaulay King is jumping and jumping in the room on the second floor, imitating the guitar solo in the stereo. This solo is actually by the Gun Flower band guitarist Finished, very exciting.
The father character downstairs was too quarrelsome. He walked upstairs, taught Macaulay King a few words, and then unplugged his stereo power cord. When the door was closed, he was shaken by the MJ poster behind the door and fell off. On the ground, the glass shattered.
Macaulay King continued the style of being a house, pushed the giant speaker out, turned the volume to maximum, flicked the guitar, and shook his dad with the sofa, smashing through the roof exaggeratedly, and flying over the earth. .
Afterwards, the main melody of the song sounded. MJ appeared accompanied by the backing dancers of the African tribes, singing and dancing. He danced with Southeast Asian dancers for a while, and turned into an Indian style. For a while, he was surrounded by Indian riders. With the Slavic Kapac dance in the background of the Winter Palace, at the same time, MJ's dance steps will be transformed into the corresponding style, and the choreography is very innovative.
"The concept of world harmony." Hayden said.
"It's MJ, every MV is a work of art." Taraji looked at MJ on the TV with admiration.
After the rap in the middle, MJ stood on the torch of the Statue of Liberty, "Butifyou\'rethinkin\'aboutmybabyItdon\'tmatterIfyou\'re;orwhite' was finished, and people of all kinds appeared under the processing of computer special effects. Constantly'changing faces' still expresses his idea of a universal world regardless of race or skin color.
"Is this the part in the legend that burned millions of knives in one minute?" Song Ya asked, and the computer special effects are just like that now. He remembers that the special effects in the original IFeelItComing can completely crush the level in front of him.
"It should be." Hayden was closed with his mouth open, and he and the people present were shocked.
"It's more than two minutes longer than the single version."
The picture returned to the busy filming studio, which in the current movie language is probably equivalent to announcing the end, Yeremov said while looking at the watch.
"It's not over yet!" Taraji exclaimed, and a vigorous black panther appeared in front of the busy crowd.
"Black Panther?" Samuel frowned, which easily reminded Americans of the Black Panther Party, a black society that was influenced by Chinese thought and tried to fight violently. It was active in the 1960s and 1970s.