"What song?" Song Ya asked casually with a move in his heart.
"The famous English nursery rhyme London Bridge is about to collapse, don't you know?" It is estimated that Fergie breathed a sigh of relief, her body pressed tighter, and continued humming: "Londonbridgeisfallingdown," and then went to Song Yaer. Side, "Is your bridge tower up?"
Song Ya was almost amused by her simple and rude puns, and quickly rolled his eyes to cover it, put his hands in his pockets, and continued to drag his legs with the crowd.
There is only one good point here, that is, there are not many fans, and most of them are tourists from all over the world. Even if they recognize Song Ya, they will politely come over to ask for an autograph and take a group photo. The media is more annoying. The paparazzi are exactly the same as the United States, or even more annoying. They found an opportunity to ask some bottomless questions, and they tried to sneak into Songya's hotel room before.
In the afternoon, Q Magazine did not engage in trouble during the interview, and all the questions were submitted in advance. Of course, the atmosphere of the chat between the two parties was relatively cold, but his mood finally improved.
"Go to the music salon together at night? There is a famous house nearby."
An accompanying reporter from the BBC invited: "It is a frequent place in the London music scene. We will meet many acquaintances, and it can also enrich the content of the recorded short films."
Song Ya thought for a while and wanted to agree. It's not a good idea to play big cards in front of the BBC.
Said it is a salon, but I didn't expect it to be similar to a nightclub. There is no shortage of wine, music, and men and women who keep shaking their bodies.
"Ali! Are you not coming?" Tony, who had just found a partner, yelled at him from the dance floor.
Song Ya smiled and waved at him to refuse, sitting on the sofa in the VIP semi-open private room, he was still lazy and lacking energy. At Tower Bridge in London during the day, there seemed to be something in his mind about to come out, but he couldn't remember it. It feels uncomfortable.
"Here is Fergie!" Fergie, who was dressed, appeared on the dance floor with Taraji on his arm. The two women wearing special fabric skirts, ignoring the obsessive gaze of the men on the dance floor, stared with fiery and provocative eyes. He turned his back to back all the way, and then separated tacitly in front of the wine table in front of the sofa, one left and the other right, just like the two bridge towers in the daytime.
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When the two were about to sit down next to Song Ya, he raised his hand to stop them.
Fergie burst into tears suddenly, "I hate you!" She turned and ran into the dance floor crying with anger~www.mtlnovel.com~ Randomly found a lucky person and jumped face to face.
"Hey, APLUS, don't be so stingy, a big man." Taraji also misunderstood.
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Chicago 1990 Chapter 291: Watch exhibition
"It turned out to be a female rap..."
Song Ya was shocked by the new Apocalypse song. Although this London Bridge (London Bridge) is the first hip-hop song that cannot be slobbered, and the metaphor of the lyrics is quite indecent, but the melody is very ear-catching, and there are basically no female singers involved. Rap solo (solo),'Future' Fergie's skills have been very deep.
The TLC under BABYFACE can’t be considered a female rap group, only Lisa "Left Eye" is responsible for the hip-hop part of the song, and their main style is still rhythm and blues. Although LondonBridge has many other elements, there is no doubt that it is dominated by popular rap style.
He quickly figured out several things.
Whether it is for friendship, affection, or business, this song must be given to Fergie, and she is the most suitable one to sing this song.
In another world line, the future Fergie will definitely be popular, so you have to hold her firmly in your hands, and her next contract must start to plan how to get it with the least cost. Then, until the next contract is finalized, don't take out this song for the time being. Once it is taken out, a shrewd girl like Fergie will definitely be aware that she will become popular.
Fergie's first album now has two strong singles, ihateuiloveu female solo version and LondonBridge. The style has been very fragmented. Other songs can no longer exceed the style of these two songs, so as not to repeat the mistakes of their own first album.
After the release of this song, I am afraid that after the genre pioneers of talk-sing-speak and Chicago rap, the title of fusion hip-hop master may not be able to escape, plus the existing unknown style rhythm and blues song YoungDumb, my own journey The APLUS will definitely have a place in the historical evaluation of the American music scene.
The more I thought about it, the more happier I was. Suddenly the order out of control on the dance floor outside, it seemed that there was a riot.
"Hey! Stop Tony!"
Song Ya looked up and saw his followers grabbing a strange white man under Tony's leadership. Tony raised his fist and quickly shouted at him, "What happened?"
"He dared to do something to your girl," Tony said.
Song Ya saw a clear slap print on the man's face, and turned his eyes to Fergie. It should be Fergie's bold behavior that gave the other party the illusion that she thought it was a girl who could use it casually.
Fergie's eye makeup was crying, and there were two tear marks on her face. She lifted her leg and stomped on the man's thigh with a pointed heel.
"This lady, please calm down." The security personnel at the venue rushed over to separate the two sides, "Please don't break the rules here."
Taraji poked his waist in the back and signaled that the BBC reporter was still nearby. Song Ya saw that the guy who was beaten didn't say anything and didn't say anything. Indeed, there are a few big-and-big-and-big-big-big-big-and-brother black men on his side. There is no win in choosing to go hard.
"Don't fight, let's go, Taraji, check out."
He clamped Fergie under his arm and took the lead to walk outside.
"Long-eyed kid." Tony said, and the group hurriedly walked out. When they reached the door, the salon manager chased them out.
"Mr. APLUS, you have been marked as an unwelcome guest by this salon." The other party said.
"FXXK, it's up to you." Song Ya didn't pick him up, and he won't come anyway.
"Do you have monitoring? I want to keep a backup. Mr. APLUS doesn't want to be taken out of context by the media in the future." Old Mike said to the manager in no hurry.
The manager nodded, went back and took a cassette of videotape and handed it to Old Mike.
"APLUS, I don't need to write this paragraph." The BBC reporter said with a smile.
"It's okay, if you don't write it, I guess the news will go out tomorrow." Song Ya glanced at the paparazzi on the street. It's better to just sell it. It's not a big deal for hip-hop singers to fight in a bar.
Anyway, that’s it for the trip to the UK. In the fifth week, WhereIsTheLove took the top spot on the UK Gold Chart singles chart completely according to Motura’s design. I heard that it sold well in Germany, Australia and other places, and the results were quite impressive. Song Ya was satisfied.