Columbia Pictures was very nervous about his visit. In addition to helping Song Ya keep secrets from Mira, he also sent someone to pick up the plane, cover all the way, transfer to the speedboat rented by the crew, and take him directly to the filming location. The work permit has already been issued, naturally, it is still a pseudonym.
In the evening, accompanied by the fishy sea breeze in the South Pacific, Mila returned to her residence after the filming and saw Song Ya who was watching her with a smile.
"Dear!"
The girl was so surprised that she threw herself into Song Ya's arms, "I knew you would come, I knew it." She was moved and cried again.
"Let's go back to the house, in order to surprise you, I was bitten to death by the mosquitoes outside." Song Ya wryly smiled.
"hug me."
The girl used her feet hard, jumped up and hung onto Song Ya's body.
"You seem to be lighter."
Song Ya easily embraced the princess and walked to Mila's residence.
"I am not used to the food here."
Mira’s breath became warmer and warmer, her mouth leaning close to Song Ya’s ear, “We’re going to have a big fight tonight.” She said boldly, but she blushed after saying this, and buried her head shyly. Song Ya's neck.
Song Ya grinned.
However, when he saw Mira’s dark residence from a distance, he thought of the scene on his birthday, "It seems something is wrong."
"What's wrong?"
"Go in by yourself, I will hide here for a while."
"Why?"
"Hey, listen to me, you go in first."
Mila jumped off the ground and walked into the residence alone. As expected, the lights came on suddenly, ‘Surprise! There was a loud voice of joy from men and women.
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Chicago 1990 Chapter 71: Be called
The crew of was off the next day. On a closed beach, Song Ya lay comfortably on a sun lounger, allowing Mira to apply sunscreen to his back.
Seeing that he was about to fall asleep, "I'm tired." Mira slammed the bottle of sunscreen lotion and got a little temper.
"You only served me for five minutes!"
Song Ya took off her sunglasses, turned over, and looked at the big white girl in a three-point bikini in front of her, "I stood outside for two hours yesterday!"
"Who knew they would celebrate for so long."
Mila pouted and lay down beside him, took the music box from the small wooden table, and twisted the clockwork. The "Masked Ball" from the recently popular musical "Phantom of the Opera" is the same music in the opening music box. The dance accompanied by the two masked villains slowly sounded.
Peace...
Song Ya couldn't help comparing Halle's hot figure, "Do you like it?" he asked.
"You have a heart." Mira proudly played with the music box.
"Ahem." Mrs. Jovovich wearing a big Hawaiian straw hat came over from a distance.
Song Ya looked away from Mila's chest and looked at the magnificent blue sea and silver sand of the South Pacific in the distance.
"Mila, pay attention to sun protection, or you will be scolded by the director again."
Although Mrs. Jovovich no longer takes charge of Milla’s brokerage affairs, she is still Milla’s manager. Anyway, where Milla is, she is wherever she is. Pull the malicious man.
Of course, Song Ya himself is not included among these people.
"APLUS, when are you leaving?" But since Mira became popular, Mrs. Jovovich's attitude towards Song Ya has become increasingly cold.
"Tomorrow, my new single will go on sale after Christmas, I want to rush back to do publicity." Song Ya replied.
"Mila will return to SBK to record the remaining songs of the album after making this movie." Mrs. Jovovich hinted.
Song Ya grinned, the sun was too dazzling, he put on his sunglasses again.
"Look."
Mila handed the music box to her mother, "APLUS gave it to me."
"Children's stuff, oh!"
Mrs. Jovovich sank her hand holding the music box, "Is it gold? What brand?" She looked carefully.
"It seems to be called... REUGE or something or a limited edition." Song Ya recalled Hayden's explanation, "I don't know what to give away. Mira's sponsors are getting more and more."
"I have heard of this brand."
Mrs. Jovovich’s attitude has changed a bit, "In fact, we have been very cautious in receiving advertisements recently. We will reject all brands below CK for Mira. APLUS, is your new song convenient for me to listen to?"
"He wrote it to me." Milla hurriedly took the CD player on the table in her arms.
"Mira..."
Mrs. Jovovich pulled out the Walkman from her hand, put on the earphones and listened for a while, her face looked ugly again, "You two...Ah! Don’t let outsiders know that this song was written for Mira ."
Ifeelitcoming lyrics are indeed a bit explicit, "Don't worry, Mrs. Jovovich." Song Ya picked up the juice and took a sip.
Mira also followed him and drank juice.
"Okay, okay, let's play, don't leave this beach to let the crew see it."
Mrs. Jovovich reluctantly put down the Walkman and picked up the music box, "This kind of pure mechanical thing is most afraid of sand. Really, I will take it back and help you put it away."
The two watched her leave and laughed at the same time, Mila climbed onto Song Ya again.
"Did you know? I feel a bit like your cowboy on call now. I was in Yellowstone Park last time. After finishing the work, the mission is over." Song Ya hugged her and complained.
Mila chuckled.
Song Ya’s words are not entirely joking. Last night, he was alone in the sea breeze for two hours, and was bitten by mosquitoes. He could only watch the crowd in the brightly lit room and the crew was lively and opened for Mi. As he celebrated his birthday, he felt that the strong and weak relationship between the two of them had changed unknowingly. This feeling was very bad.
He still likes the feeling of pressing Mira who has passed the audition against the wall in the bathroom of the music classroom.
After finishing his tiring trip to the South Pacific, he returned to New York and immediately found a way to visit Steven, Old Jones, and Rakim, who are not familiar with the most influential figures in the New York black music scene. The theory of bringing goods just happened to be put into practice on my new order.
Through Rakim, he got in touch with the singer and producer of Rakim's nickname "The Big Professor". He is a member of the hip-hop group MainSource as a member of the wave boy (now called NAS). , Will also issue the first single and the first album next year.
Based on interests, the two parties reached a simple peer-to-peer exchange agreement. They are responsible for contacting black DJs in New York and New Jersey to help Song Ya’s new singles. In return, Song Ya will also support the recordings of the ‘Great Professor’ in Chicago and Detroit.
Of course, the current Song Yake can't direct the black DJs in Chicago and Detroit, so as soon as he finishes the New York affairs, he rushes back to the cold Chicago without stopping. Next to A+ Records, isn't there a ready-made black DJ?
"YO!"
Haven't gone to him yet, and I didn’t know Song Ya’s ‘Big A’ eagerly greeted him, "APLUS! I heard you signed with Sony Columbia?"
Song Ya played with him, "Yeah, it's a big A, the news is really good."
Big A sniffed triumphantly, and then pointed to his nose, "I am a dog nose, and I can't hide anything from the music circle. How's your time in New York? You've been too deserted during this time."