"Ah no, no..." He shook his index finger and pushed the script back. "What you promised, you can't help but count."
"No, it doesn't work."
Song Ya was holding the script, staring at her shaking fingers, and music and images appeared in her mind.
rockin\'
\'causegoeswithdiamonds
gotapinkgown
i\'llonstage
withthestadiumlightup
Accompanied by hip-hop and rhythm and blues music, in a subway car, with heavy makeup and exaggerated clothing, a fat aunt is looking at the camera, touching herself, and shaking her fingers~www.mtlnovel.com~Love you Yo, it really deserves to be my muse of inspiration, I know that being with you is indispensable, this song? Huh, hee hee suits you quite well. "The irritation in Song Ya's heart dissipated immediately, and she thought happily, "This aunt's voice is exactly like hers, so you don't need to change what you sing to her... Huh? Mother? "
Song Ya looked intently, couldn't believe it, and looked at it again, "Hey..." He took a breath and suddenly collapsed, as if his neck was caught by someone again.
Such a fat aunt...no...isn't it Mariah Carey herself! ? Could it be that she will become...like this in the future! ?
I couldn't breathe, the air in my lungs was quickly drained, and the rhythm of the whole world suddenly slowed down.
The drums of the music became slowly and slowly, and no one noticed his abnormality. He saw Mariah Carey's hand reaching out to a piece of macarons on the table, picking up the dessert that burst into heat, and opening his mouth to bite on it. , The sound of teeth cutting food was heard clearly in the ears, followed by the sound of chewing.
"do you know?"
As she ate, she showed off to David Cole in a bold black accent: "We... have been together a long time ago... you all... didn't find out... haha...ha..." After speaking, she raised her neck again The next big mouthful of red wine, the sound of the wine entering the throat is heavier than the drumbeat, and it hit Song Ya's heart with one blow.
"Stop eating!"
Song Ya used the last force to slap half of the macaron in her hand.
"what!"
Then he yelled in pain, and his body fell straight down. The desire to survive made him grab the white tablecloth on the table, but it was too late, his consciousness dissipated, and his eyes turned black.
Chicago 1990 Chapter 461: heritage
Like last time, Song Ya woke up soon, but he has been seen by many party guests. Old Mike thought that his fainting might be caused by Motula looking for someone to go down, and he quickly rushed to protect him with bodyguards. Blocking the door to prevent the'suspect' from leaving has caused even greater chaos.
"Hey! Don't surround yourself, give him some fresh air!" When she regained consciousness, she just heard Linda yelling to the onlookers, she untied her neckline and kept fanning with the magazine.
"I'm fine, I'm fine." He shook his head and tried to get up.
"Is it really okay?" Mariah Carey sat on the floor next to her, squeezing his hand and asked worriedly: "Old Mike is about to call the police."
"It's really okay, no need to call the police."
Song Ya quickly shouted: "Mike, I'm fine!"
"Really?" Old Mike squeezed back from the outside and said to the phone after seeing his situation: "Sorry, no more." Then he brought someone to help him, "Come on, let's go to the hospital."
"There is no need to go to the hospital." Song Ya refused again.
"Let's go, you make us very worried." Goodman whispered in his ear, "This is the second time."
"It's okay, I don't touch 毐品, nor drink too much..."
"That's why it's worrying, okay? How can someone fainted for no reason at the age of nineteen." Goodman didn't listen to him this time, and let Mavota and the silencer take him out the door. .
"Aplus, we will see you in the hospital later." Daniel, Newman, and other acquaintances such as Nas, Walter, and Old Larry along the way expressed concern.
"Sorry, I made you worry...I'm fine, don't worry." Song Ya didn't have time to elaborate, just say hello in general.
"You scared me just now." After getting in the car, Mariah Carey hugged him and said with tears: "Is there something wrong with the macarons? Before you passed out, you yelled not to eat that, and you were beaten by you. Old Mike took the half that had fallen, and he said he would take it for testing..."
"It's none of the macarons."
Song Ya was speechless, this matter was not easy to explain, so he had to hug her silently.
Just now Apocalypse had a song about the future of the woman in her arms, anono. I don’t know how many years have passed. She has become an image not far from Aunt Bucket, and her complexion has darkened a lot. Her actions are particularly joyful... …
Is it because I am very happy when I see her, not because of any special feelings for her before crossing, but because she is funny?
Under the violent mood swings, I fainted. This time it was different from the time Fergie broke up. That time I got a whole movie and a dozen original soundtracks. There was no related motivation this time.
After all the hardships, I finally stayed with her upright, and I must make every effort to prevent her from reappearing in this time and space.
Yes, absolutely not.
Later, I greeted Newman and Daniel and asked them to strictly implement the image line of Motura for her, and also increase body management, um, that's it.
"Then why did you pass out?" She was still concerned about Song Ya's mental activities.
"Maybe it was caused by excessive pressure recently. Don't worry, I'm okay." He repeatedly explained that he was okay and was sent to the best private hospital nearby. He told the doctor the same, and the other party began to conduct various examinations for him very professionally. He can only cooperate.
"Too embarrassing." While waiting for the result, he was forced to lie on the hospital bed, helplessly smiling at the people around him.
"Miss Kelly, will you and Linda leave for a while?" Goodman sent Mariah Carey and the others, leaving only Hamlin alone.
"Aplus, would you like to think about the will?" Hamlin asked.
"What?" Song Ya was unhappy, "I'm only nineteen years old!"
"You have fainted twice for no reason. There were a lot of people who saw this scene at the party today. The news will definitely be in the newspaper tomorrow." Goodman said.
"I don't need it for the time being. I don't have a listed company, and there is no disputed property heir. It's the same if I can't stand." As a translator of the soul of China, he still has some taboos. He knows that the two lawyers are also kind, in the United States. Some wealthy people will plan their inheritance very early, especially those who know that they have gone too far.
"Yes, but you have to pay attention to your body. If similar news spreads, the managers of your many careers will be popular." Hamlin said: "You can imagine Tony managing Barn and Connie taking care of it. dts? Maybe you should set up a heritage management foundation, which will be supervised by professional lawyers, and the specific affairs will be handled by professional managers. Your relatives will only share the proceeds..."
"I will think about it."
In this way, basically all of the property is in the control of Goodman and Hamlin. If they, like the two professional managers of Columbia Pictures, use various means to **** blood from the company, then can their relatives The benefits are still two things.
Estate management is also a business that requires precise planning. If you really entrust Goodman and Hamlin with all the things behind you, they will be assassinated any day when your career goes downhill. In a capital society like the United States, he dare not bet on the character of a lawyer.
Song Ya couldn't help but think of God.
How about leaving enough money for relatives to spend a lifetime, and donating the rest to China?
"Hey, what do I want to do now?" Shaking his head, he quickly drove away the unlucky thoughts. I am only 19 years old. The great future of the traveler is still waiting for myself to enjoy.