Hayden was a little worried when he heard Yeremov’s passing wind, and rushed to the airport in Denver to pick up the plane. He would also accompany him to participate in the follow-up Midwest propaganda trip. "People suddenly start to like various rhythm and blues combinations, melody The claw ears, the harmony is gorgeous, the overall rhythm is calm and soothing, and it accurately grasps the pulse of the times. This is like the rise of short and ultra-thin models like Kate Moss, and we practitioners can’t say anything. People suddenly started to accept this type of music and fashion style."
Song Ya did not speak. This is his weakness. The Apocalypse songs are from the future and are of high quality, but it does not mean that they can be taken by listeners of this era.
"You have a cave in the evening." Taraji reminded after getting in the car.
"Is the arrangement so stressful?" Song Ya hasn't done anything so out of style for a long time, but since he was on the schedule, the other party's bid definitely moved Hayden, who was getting higher and higher.
"Sing three songs at random, and then sit in the nightclub for an hour and you will get a hundred thousand dollars." Hayden said.
"Ok."
This price is much higher than before. He went to the nightclub to finish his work, and the other party suddenly said that there was not enough cash and could only pay the bill tomorrow.
"Old Mike, you are staring here, don't let them go wrong."
Song Ya won't bother with them, leave Old Mike and the others in the nightclub, and return to the hotel with Tony who likes to make trouble.
The next day, the other party came to visit with a bag of cash very trustworthy, and directly poured a bundle of twenty or fifty dollars in front of Song Ya on the table.
"!" Tony picked up a few bundles casually. "It's been a long time since I saw so much cash. When I was with Little Lori, uh..."
He saw that Song Ya's expression was not right, so he should change his words quickly, "My good brother, I know that Denver has a very good place to eat. Let's go play?"
"Strip bar? I won't go." Song Ya shook his head, "Old Mike, put the money away." Then he took a few copies from the bundle and threw them to Tony and the silencer. The piles of money are no stimulus to him, and can't help Charis and Xue Linfen...
"No, Owl Restaurant." After Tony got the money, "it's not expensive there. I will treat you today!"
The Owl Restaurant is a restaurant in the United States that specializes in beautiful waitresses. The waitresses will have a variety of bunny girls, cheerleaders, beach lifeguards, etc., and they are very formal. Go to the pure food and feast your eyes. You can't do anything.
"All right." Song Ya didn't want to be disappointed either.
After Taraji took the position, the group swaggered in from the back door of the restaurant, "Ah!" Today was the theme of the cheerleading team, and the waitress screamed after seeing Song Ya.
After dealing with them, Song Ya had a good meal. As for the level of the waitresses, she seemed to be vulgar fans in her eyes, and Tony and the others happily teased the girls.
"I'll pay the bill!"
After eating lively, Tony proudly took the cash to pay the bill and gave a lot of tips.
At this time, there was a noise from another table in the distance, and a white Huhong neck shouted to a waitress: "Are you 18 years old girl? Just let you work in this kind of restaurant? Call your manager Come!"
"I'm full! I just turned eighteen!" The girl argued, "Show you my driver's license." She turned to get her ID.
Song Ya looked over. The waitress in question was about 1.6 meters tall. She was very thin, especially the waist, but the key parts were very predictable. It was a typical thin but of that type. The key was her face, which really seemed to be only fourteen or five. Years old, very pure and beautiful, you must know that the white girl is very mature at the age of 18.
Especially there is also a slightly reddish blonde...
"Look!"
The girl fetched the driver's license from the inside and, accompanied by the manager, handed it to the red neck.
"Uh, I'm sorry, I made a mistake~www.mtlnovel.com~ I'm sorry." The old man with red neck was very embarrassed and he paid the bill before he finished eating.
"This bastard." Tony smiled: "I didn't know what came here because of what? He also pretended to be so righteous..."
The girl began to clear the table, her waist bent down.
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"Taraji, business card." Song Ya asked for a business card with only one phone number from Taraji who rolled his eyes. "A hundred dollars more." He got up and walked towards the other party.
"Hi." He took the initiative to greet the busy girl.
"Hi, hey!" The girl saw that it was her, and suddenly became nervous, "Hello, do you need any help?"
"Don't care about those people." Song Ya handed him a hundred-yuan bill with the business card underneath, "You are doing well."
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"Goodbye." He smiled and said goodbye to the girl who was a little bit stunned with excitement. "Let's go." Turning his head to Tony and the others, the group hurriedly left the restaurant.
"Ah!" The girl in the store suddenly let out a scream of excitement, she should have found the business card.
Song Ya stood at the door of the car and turned around. Many waitresses rushed toward the girl with envy and hatred. She immediately hid her business card vigilantly.
Chicago 1990 Chapter 313: I can give you whatever I want
The waitress called Amy Adams quickly called. In the evening, she was picked up by Old Mike into Song Ya's bedroom. ?? Huo Ran? Text?????? A`
"You can sing? You can dance?"
Early in the morning, Song Ya joked with her arms around.
"Yes! I will show you one."
The girl happily picked up a newspaper from the bedside, rolled it into a tube and used it as a microphone, then got up and started jumping on the bed, "fxxkyou, fxxkyouveryverymuch, causehatewhatyoudo, andhateyourwholecrew, sopleasedon\'tstaytouch..."
Song Ya didn't expect that she would sing this song she wrote to Mira, and her smile became a little reluctant.
"I'm sorry, I'm not scolding you." She misunderstood, and threw herself into Song Ya's arms again, putting her arms around her neck, "It's just because this song is simple, I don't want to make a mistake."
"It's really not difficult to sing." Song Ya pinched the girl's pink face, "You can sing well."
"Really? Wait, I haven't finished the dance." She got up like a deer and continued to jump.
Song Ya looked at this happy girl, and the feeling of depression caused by Charis Theron was relieved a lot. His thoughts began to drift to the apocalyptic song'whateveryoulike' he got from the other party yesterday, still with a strong rhythm. Blues-style hip-hop songs, and with a more distinct "future" style, the boundary between singing and speaking is as blurred as ihateuiloveu's male voice part, but from the perspective of mv's picture quality, the time point of this song should be ihateuiloveu prior to.
Yuan Sang has mastered the star's mentality of smashing civilian girls with money. The melody and the word bite are very ear-catching, and he is a super master. And he made a clever turn in the ending part of the mv, turning everything in front of it into a waitress’s daydream, and he sublimated this low-style show-off and pick-up song into a pair of golddigger The pungent irony of this group.
"How is it?" The girl threw herself on again.
"Very good." Song Ya's words are really not casual. The girl sings and dances surprisingly well. "Where did you learn this?"
"The school choir, and the David Taylor Dance Company in my hometown, um...I used to want to be a ballet dancer, and...well, the community theater, my dad has let me perform speeches since I was a child, and my mother is also a bodybuilder. ."