"Have you finished recording? Going to dinner?"
Motura was in a good mood, with a smile on his face, "Mimi? Is the recording finished?" He lipped the other side.
"Tommy, wait." Mariah Carey pointed to the personal belongings on the studio table and motioned to her to clean up.
"Okay, you will come out after you pack it up. Many people here are your fans." Motura pressed the phone and pointed to this side, "This is our composer, arranger and producer Walt, Miss Kelly Many of his songs are from his hands, and APLUS, you must know, genius young musicians. They made a lot of credit for the company last year."
"That's right." Gao Shu and others came up to shook hands with Walter and Song Ya friendly. Motula led the book and greeted the people in the recording studio in a circle. His assistant went to the corner and turned the small TV set. turn on.
"Sony Columbia Records achieved very good results in 1991. With the release of MJ's albums in 1992, profits will rise." Motula kept boasting to the managers of the books, "Today is the second single of MJ's new album. You will see his new MV on MTV in the coming days."
A translator whispered his words into Japanese, and the notebooks nodded repeatedly.
Then a large group of people gathered in front of the TV like this, "Mr. Motura, this time will not appear again..." Gao Shu whispered.
"No, you can rest assured." Motura replied confidently.
The TV started to play MJ's new MV on time. After the big characters, there was a CG with an hourglass. It should be considered the leader in this era, and the books are amazing.
Everyone's attention was on the TV screen. Mariah Carey came out silently and leaned against the door of the recording studio. Song Ya stood beside her in the past, and the two watched intently.
In this MV, MJ seems to be walking in the Egyptian style, the sphinx, and the stunning head sculpture of the female pharaoh Nefertiti, all turned into Xisha.
This time it was finally not a panther. A cat appeared in front of the camera.
Then the screen shifts to the Egyptian court, where the pharaoh played by Eddie Murphy and the princess played by the black supermodel Iman sit side by side on the golden throne. At the beginning, it was probably similar to the last week of Chinese history and Youwang and Baosi's "Buy a smile for money" In the story, the princess is depressed, and Eddie Murphy asks various performers to perform in front of the court, trying to win a smile.
NBA superstar Magic Johnson plays a palace guard who shouts, and this kind of all-star lineup can be obtained by MJ.
After the princess was not pleased and the two performers were killed, MJ appeared in black.
He dropped the sand in his pocket in front of the throne, and the sand made by computer CG made a circle automatically.
MJ walked into the circle, suddenly, the person disappeared, and the empty black clothes fell.
The audience in front of the TV and the actors inside were taken aback.
Mariah Carey's body also stood up straight, attracted by the MV plot.
The grains of sand gradually condensed into a golden figure. It was only three minutes into the MV that MJ revealed his true face in a way that was amazing in this era. The music rang, "IKnow, ThatYouWantToTryMe, EveryYouSeeIt... "
He twisted his body very attractively, began to read provocative lyrics to the princess, and then sang, "DoYou, WhenWeFellInLove, WeWereYoungandInnocentThen..."
As he sang, he began to point his hand at the princess, and began to tease his sister in front of Pharaoh without any scruples.
The supermodel Iman played out the emotion of the heartstring being plucked very well, facing MJ's hand extended to her, she involuntarily reached out and held it back.
How does Song Ya feel that this situation on the TV is similar to his relationship with Mariah Carey? Motula and the others are staring at the TV intently, and they and Mariah Carey are leaning against the wall without fear of being spotted.
He stretched out his paw, walked along the wall, and swam to hold Mariah Carey's hand behind him.
The fingertips of the two of them seemed to have electricity, Mariah Carey felt it, her body stiffened suddenly, her eyes rolled here, and she quickly went back to staring at the TV.
Song Ya squeezed steady, and started whirling with his thumb on the back of his hand.
Mariah Carey took a deep breath, her heart should be beating very fast now, Song Ya could see her chest rising and falling.
Pharaoh was angry and began to order the guards to hunt down MJ.
MJ hid in the palace with the attitude of playing games. In the end, he escaped the chase of the guards and found the princess in the palace~www.mtlnovel.com~ Then, the princess was soft enough in his arms and the two were affectionate. Kiss.
Mariah Carey glanced at Song Ya at this time, and the two looked at each other, and all the subtle emotions were in this eye.
Finally, MJ turned into a ball of sand, flying away with the wind.
Mariah Carey, who realized that the MV was about to end, finally withdrew her hand.
"Wonderful! Very wonderful! Mr. Motura!"
There is no political graffiti, no suggestive actions, no violence, no race and other sensitive issues. The books are very satisfied with this MV and applauded and congratulated Motura.
"Thank you." Motura raised her hands. "At night, Izakaya!"
The notebooks laughed and raised their hands collectively, "Full game!"
"Mimi, come on you too." Motula walked to Mariah Carey with the notebooks and invited.
"Uh, the evening is my dinner time with APLUS and Walter." Mariah Carey replied embarrassedly.
"The restaurant has already been booked, Mr. Motura." Song Ya helped.
"Forget it, you play yours." Motula led the notebooks away.
At the dinner, the two seemed to be both on their minds, they rarely even made eye contact with each other, and both were absent-mindedly dealing with the food in front of them.
"Uh, I think the afternoon version is still a bit unsatisfactory."
Mariah Carey took the initiative to speak.
"I just found out now? It's too late?" Walter looked at his watch, "and APLUS will catch a plane tomorrow."
"I just remembered." Mariah Carey looked at Song Ya.
"I'm fine, just work overtime at night." Song Ya shrugged and replied in a relaxed tone.
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Chicago 1990 Chapter 235: Only light
"It doesn't make sense, Miss Kelly, your state in the evening is much worse than that in the afternoon." Walter complained to Maria Kelly who had been making mistakes in the studio.
"If she wants to record, let her record Walter, it's okay, take it slow, I'm not in a hurry." Song Ya persuaded him.
Walter looked up at the wall clock. "It's almost one o'clock in the morning."
Song Ya saw his anxiety, "Your wife has made several phone calls, go home, just have me here."
"Okay." Walt went to put his coat in his hands. "She has been finding fault with me all this time."
"Then go home."
"Well, I'm leaving first, APLUS..." Walt pressed the phone again, "Miss Kelly, don't leave APLUS too late, he will be back to Chicago tomorrow."
Mariah Carey looked down at the score, only raised her hand and beckoned outside.
"Huate is gone." Song Ya said by pressing the intercom.
"Yeah." Mariah Carey still did not look up.
The tuner has left work early, and now there is only one female assistant with light bulbs left in the studio. She is cleaning the table and then changing into new coffee.
"OK, Mimi, let's try another singing method..."
"Ooh...NewYork..."
She hummed softly, obviously not focusing on carving songs, which is very rare.
Song Ya knew well that he believed that Mariah Carey was the same. There was a thick soundproof glass between the two, but they seemed to be able to feel the ambiguity and eagerness that was too thick to dissolve in the air.