Some simple pain relief and internal and external use of anti-inflammatory drugs, Song Ya completely let go of her heart, "Thanks, there is also Miss Kelly..."
"I know, Miss Kelly, please put your feet..."
"Okay, wait, I'll be fine soon." Mariah Carey helped Song Ya bandage, tied a beautiful knot, and patted proudly, then raised her leg and put it on the sofa.
"Has nas called?"
Song Ya led Taraji to the study.
"Yeah." Taraji dialed NAS's phone.
K-ci is dead. The subsequent development of this incident has a very big hidden danger to his personal safety. At that time, everyone in the nightclub heard that he made a death threat to k-ci. Although the rapper made a harsh word during battle. I know that I can't take it seriously, but I can honor it on the spot! Adding to the relationship between yourself and gd, it is hard to tell if you really jumped into the Hudson River.
Moreover, even if they brag about daddy, they don’t think they are the killers under their own orders, but the little gangsters in Harlem have no discernment. The black people on the street have too many brains to help them. K-ci's revenge is not surprising when Lengtouqing brings a gun to find him.
"Nas, yes, I'm fine."
He must now have an intermediary who can calmly communicate with the bragging father. nas is very suitable, "You will go there tomorrow? With whom? Is raki? Just right, help me bring a message to bragging father..."
‘According to the police and witnesses, one of the suspects in the shooting died on the spot...’
After the phone call, a coded corpse was shown on the TV. The picture next to it was the driver's license of the fellow gd boy. The lens also gave a close-up of the gd flower turban on the corpse’s head. Fortunately, they had a little brain. Without wearing the exclusive headscarf of the Hell Bobcat,'It is rumored that this case is related to a series of grievances between the Chicago singer Lori and the producer of Uptown Records that brag about his father...'
The picture on the screen turned into a big picture of Lori and the bragging father side by side ~www.mtlnovel.com~ and then went to the outside of the nightclub. A black man who was beaten was being interviewed, "For Lori! That person shot That’s what the former shouted, and we all heard it..."
"For Lowry, are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure, the hip-hop singers were all on the stage at the time, and aps was still singing..."
The screen was cut off, "Okay, the above is the live report." The host began to broadcast the next news.
"When it comes to your place, basically all the TV media are blocked." Taraji whispered.
Fortunately, Motura's actions are very fast, but it is only TV media, those small radio DJs will not take care of these, especially the DJs in Harlem.
"Let the company's publicity department always pay attention to the radio stations in New York, especially the small and medium-sized black music stations in the late night."
Song Ya saw the doctor coming to say goodbye with a bag, smiled and shook hands with him, and personally delivered it to the door.
"Ii, what's wrong with you?"
When I came back, I saw Mariah Carey curled up on the sofa, wiping her tears with a tissue.
"I feel very scared now. I almost killed you just now." She cried and said, "It's all because of me that you went there."
"Hmph, are you awake?"
Seeing her guilty little appearance, without any diva gesture, Song Ya smiled, "Like going to nightclubs and drinking? Bad girl."
"Hate, I went to socialize to collect songs." She immediately defended herself.
"It seems that the lesson for you this time is not profound enough." Song Ya picked her up in the past, "Is my feet okay?"
"It's okay, it just took a while."
"Come here, I'll check it for you again."
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Chicago 1990 Chapter 321: Bad name
"It's all red. ????A`"
Mariah Carey turned her face to look at the full-length mirror and put down the corners of the skirt, but she complained and complained, the corners of her mouth were upturned, and her eyebrows were happy.
"Seriously, you can't be so careless in the future. You are diva. The guys who are on the street like to get a famous woman like you and brag about it as a talkative. Maybe they will write it in the lyrics. , Then the fun will be great."
Song Ya warned seriously.
In fact, most young girls in the United States are not particularly open to some extent, but some temptations are unbearable. In addition to becoming a star, some small tricks are also very useful, such as taking her into a nightclub through a VIP channel that never needs to queue. Or a bar, it’s best to be in front of the other girls in the long queue, as well as the starter, the cheerleader, or the prom queen who got her off the local race. Of course, be everyone in the nightclub or banquet The focus of attention is also included.
Although she has received strict diva training from Motura, who has a strong desire for control, since she was discovered by Sony Columbia Records at the age of 18. After he became famous, he was sought after everywhere, and he was not short of money. The feeling of compensation for the regrets of the teenage years gradually fermented. Song Ya could feel it when she said aloud to invite the whole audience to drink in the nightclub.
"Fake and serious, you are the same as them." She didn't understand her words, and touched the tightly wrapped white bandage on Song Ya's shoulder.
"Yao Jin hasn't passed yet."
Song Ya moved a little bit, and it was okay. He didn't have the fear of Mariah Carey. Although it was dangerous at the time, the two gunmen of gd didn't want to point their guns at him.
The bedroom door was knocked, "Miss Kelly's assistant and bodyguard will arrive in five minutes." Taraji reported outside the door, "And Motura..."
She quickly began to tidy up her appearance.
"Don't throw away the bodyguards next time." Song Ya also walked out, "except when dating me."
Suddenly she rushed over and hugged her waist from behind, "What should I do? I find that I am totally in love with you. I may never forget the way you just guarded me with your life in the nightclub." She clasped her hands tightly. Put his face on his back and whisper softly.
"Okay, okay, it's not so exaggerated. A man would do that." Song Ya turned around and hugged the woman made of water, "Why are you crying again?"
"It's strange, alas! It's a pity that you are too bothered..."
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"What happened to the blonde Xinhuan who was photographed while traveling with Oakley? Huh?"
"Uh……"
Seeing that he couldn't escape, "Alright? They are almost downstairs." Taraji urged again.
In addition to the pale female assistant who was scared, there are also the dejected bodyguards, Motura and some of his trusted senior executives at Sony Columbia Records have also arrived, as well as being very kind to Song Ya during the last conflict. That lawyer.
"Mimi, are you okay with your feet." Motula came up and walked towards her with concern.
"I'm fine." She said with her arms folded on her chest.
"You are not allowed to go to such places anymore," Motura said sternly.
In the same way, she rolled her eyes this time, and then went to the corner of the sofa to sit down and ignore people.
"you!"
"Uh, Mr. Motula, the study is here." Unable to put on his clothes, Song Ya, who put on a coat at random, interrupted Motula and led them into the study.
"The TV station will not be long before we have public relations, if they find anything unpredictable."
Motura enters the working state, "You really didn't participate in this, right?" He asked.
"Didn't you let me go there?!" Song Ya was startled, "You don't want to leave yourself alone?"
"No, don't get excited, I'm just in case."
Motula said: "Of course, I'll change the way of saying it. How about letting you go there for publicity? Talk to the rappers in Harlem on the spot."
"Fine……"
Song Ya knew that it was inappropriate for him to let himself go to find Mariah Carey when it was revealed. "I reminded in advance that I didn't say anything good to k-ci on stage. You know, the rapper was in battle. At that time, it was the most ruthless, and I was considered by the outside world to be involved in gd, alas...