"OK, I don't have any opinion on the band candidate... Dile is okay, the keyboard player can continue to use him."
"Everything went well, the progress was delayed by a day due to Isco's problem, but I advanced the second round of audition schedule and came back."
The ‘small meeting’ lasted for a long time, until everyone stopped talking.
"So..." Daniel opened his hands, "Did we agree?"
Everyone looked at each other and nodded, as it should be.
"Very good, APLUS, you did a good job. Keep going." Daniel got up to see off the guests.
Song Ya held back for a long time, and quickly found the bathroom after going out and closed the partition door.
"Does that boy want to elect the president in the future? A set of sets." At this time, the voice of men talking from the washstand outside.
"The White House is called the White House, not because it was painted white." Another man replied, familiar, he should be the one who was in the office just now.
"Hehe, your girl is in danger. Judging from the results of the first round, her tone is not pleasing to the boy."
"I do not mind."
"Does it really matter? Your girl seems to be a little tight lately."
"FXXX! Even you know?"
"Did you just suggest that I am the least informed person in SBK?"
"You are indeed a bit out of gregariousness recently."
"My wife is watching too tightly, forget this, let's talk back to your girl."
"Are you willing to help?"
"Of course, but with conditions, you have to..."
The conversation faded away.
"It seems that the battle around the second round of qualifying has begun..." Song Ya frowned and came out of the bathroom. The competition for opportunity in the New York record company was so fierce that he had expected.
Back to the recording studio, Hayden waited for him inside, "How am I doing?" He asked for credit when he met, "In a few words, Mrs. Jovovich was moved."
"Not bad."
Song Ya is very satisfied, "She moves incredibly fast, and your persuasion is very effective."
"Hahaha."
Hayden laughed. "In fact, it’s not that difficult. The people behind her ran Mira to the second round, and then was forced back by Daniel. As long as she is not stupid, she can understand who is the one in SBK. A person of power. And with so many people competing for your song, she can't be unaware of the opportunities contained in it. It's natural to make the decision to change the court."
"Thank you anyway, this time you made a contribution." Song Yaxiao complimented Hayden, "How did Mrs. Jovovich arrange?"
"She rented a private music classroom, close to Brooklyn..." Hayden took out the map and looked for it. "It's quite far away."
"Mila should have made a lot of money? Where did her money go? I have observed ~www.mtlnovel.com~ Mrs. Jovovich drove a notebook car in the early ten thousand years. It was that car in Chicago, and it was still that in New York. It means that they are driving back and forth between the two places.” Song Ya knows that the law and order in Brooklyn is not very good. The position in New York is about the same as that of South City to Chicago. Renting a place near there is nothing but cheap.
"Who knows, the money Mira has made over the years..."
Hayden thought about it, "There must be millions of dollars."
There is no saying in the recording industry that it will be nine to five. After guiding the band for the first rehearsal, it is already nine o’clock in the evening. Song Ya and Eric sat on Xiao Huang and went straight to the agreed place.
"Taxi is too expensive." Song Ya secretly distressed after paying the fare and tip.
"Hello, APLUS..."
Mrs. Jovovich had been praying outside the music classroom for a long time, and she was relieved when she saw Song Ya, "I thought you wouldn't come. I have to apologize for the words that day, I misunderstood you."
"It's okay. Now we are all Mr. Daniel's people. It's okay to help each other." Song Ya walked into the music classroom, and Milla sat on the bench in front of the upright piano, saw herself coming in, and immediately looked away , I still ignore people, but it's not as arrogant as that day.
Hayden threw the pot away to Daniel, and Daniel did not reveal it. Now the mother and daughter have a much better opinion of Song Ya.
"Uh...Mrs. Jovovich, where is the bathroom?" The wingman Eric started.
"Here..." Mira's mother was led away.
"Hi, Mila." Song Ya quickly approached the goal, and sat down beside Mei Ren'er. "You only have two nights, so I won't talk nonsense. Are you ready? When you're ready, let's start from the first The festival begins."
Chicago 1990 Chapter 37: Special training
Face to face, Song Ya didn't want to conceal his inner appreciation, but just controlled it as much as possible and didn't let his gaze appear too fascinating.
Mila and him met their eyes and froze for a while, then leaned back, pulled them farther apart, cleared their throats, and began to play the intro. She simply omitted the part of the piano that was blocked by Song Ya, "Lookinside ..."
After the first measure, she folded her hands, her eyes floated to the ceiling, still that arrogant.
"If you don't sing, you won't sing, and if you don't sing, you won't sing..." Song Ya deliberately learned her tone when she left during the audition that day, "Hahaha..." She stubbornly pushed her shoulder with her hand. Laugh out loud.
"You...huh!"
That beautiful side face turned red in an instant, she turned her head in embarrassment, and started a small temper again.
The ends of her long hair hit Song Ya's face.
really fragrant!
"Mr. Song."
Mrs. Jovovich came in from the door and looked at them helplessly, "Don't tease her, she's still a child..."
"He was the first!" Mira raised her voice, and she was about to make that iconic scream again.
"Milla..." Mrs. Jovovich looked at her harshly.
"As I said, just call me APLUS, Mrs. Jovovich, okay, no kidding." Song Ya stood up and gave the piano to Milla. "The second bar, continue."
Mila obviously has a good foundation, playing the piano quite well, and singing better than the day of the audition. It seems that she has been practicing very hard recently.
"The third bar."
Song Ya listened and paced slowly. This classroom is small and the decoration is very old. There is no podium, only a small blackboard and six desks. It seems that the piano education business here is not good. There was a large travel bag on the desk of which was open. It seemed to contain women’s clothing. Next to it were a box of Lipton tea bags, two glasses and a small cassette tape recorder.
"Go on, don't stop, fourth bar."
After singing a song, "emmmm..." Song Ya groaned while touching her cheek.
I feel that the mother and daughter’s eyes are focused on themselves, "It’s not good, it’s still a long way away." He told the truth, this is a very important song to him. Picking up girls is a side job, and everything must be done to ensure the quality of this song. Under the premise.
Mila's eyes flashed, her eyelids drooping.
"Song...APLUS, you have to help us." Mrs. Jovovich was almost begging.
"Of course, I came to show that I really want to help you, I like Mira..." Song Ya observed Mrs. Jovovich's reaction from the corner of his eye, feeling that the other's face became a little ugly, "And this is also Daniel's request. ." The words were rounded up immediately.