Linda did not answer positively, but the tendency was very clear, and she already had a very rough plan.
"But TLC has too many follow suits, and this market is saturated." Song Ya said.
"Comeon! APLUS, A+ records can support a girl group that doesn't make money." Linda smiled helplessly.
"But then Emily will make her debut, I don't want to let her family enter the entertainment circle." Song Ya is mainly entangled with this.
Linda warned: "You have to be more cautious, Emily is in the rebellious period, and too much control will be counterproductive."
"Okay, okay, just as you designed, go talk to Matthew. Then... let your husband be Emily's agent, and be more guarded against Matthew."
Song Ya thought for a while and nodded in agreement, "Are you here to do anything else?"
"Sony Columbia Records has completed the first draft of your new album 21 cover."
Linda took out a cover design draft from her bag, with black and gold as the main color, her upper body photo occupies most of the layout, inside her forty-five degrees side facing the camera, wearing an A+ brand T-shirt, holding in one hand With a stack of green rice knives and a bottle of Grey Goose vodka in one hand, he lowered his head with a smile and twisted his body. There is no shortage of gold chains, gold watches, and gold rings, and it is full of show-off temperament.
"The ultimate hedonistic theme you asked for." Linda said.
"not bad."
Grey Goose Vodka hasn't been produced yet, the bottle is already ready, the bottle in the photo is filled with water, anyway, like vodka, it is colorless and transparent. This meaning corresponds to the album title 21, because young Americans are not allowed to buy and publicly drink alcoholic beverages until they are 21 years old. When the album is released, they just celebrate their 21st birthday.
"Is the intention to bring the goods a bit obvious?" Linda asked.
"Hip-hop singers are justified, they don’t need to be concealed like other music circles."
Song Ya took a closer look again, and the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became, "I have expressed everything I want to express. Very good. Let Sony Columbia Records use this cover~www.mtlnovel.com~My money is piled up. The bullet glass is filled with ice, and the MV shooting continues. Song Ya doesn’t have to show affectionate expressions to Kelly Rowland. It’s so straightforward and rough for rich people to pick up girls. He always lifts his head slightly in front of the camera. Looking down and proudly looking at the girl who has no scheming in front of her, who has been completely stunned by the extravagant life and luxurious gifts.
The girl loves the one-hundred-dollar tip he handed over at the fast food restaurant, the phone number he secretly left behind, and the love he took to the luxury jewelry store, surrounded by all the clerks and flattering, love is visited by a jeweller who serves celebrities. I send you a custom diamond necklace that I can choose, I can go to another city to watch a musical, I love a private jet, I love luxury cars, I love a swimming pool with a fountain, I love a big villa with invincible sea views, I love you Enjoying a candlelight dinner served by an English waiter on the antique long table, loves this man who is far away from the table. The sudden life is like a dream. She is trapped in a sudden and extremely dreamy paradise. I thought it would be permanent.
And men look at all this indifferently and with rich experience. I can give you whatever you want, and I can give you whatever you want. Money is not a problem. No matter how valuable a gift is, it’s just a leak from your fingers. A little bit, but sooner or later he gets tired of the woman in front of him, maybe tomorrow.
Kelly Rowland didn’t need to act, she suddenly changed from the unnamed singer who was terminated to the heroine in the superstar MV. She was in just right shape.
He doesn’t need to...
"Hello, Amy, are you still in Europe? The media didn't criticize you anymore, did they? Come back with Fergie? It's in New York? What a coincidence... Maybe we can get together? Just tomorrow? "
Chicago 1990 Chapter 759: ? Ill go away like silk
"OK, this one is over!"
The grandest scene of the MV is also the last shot of Song Ya in the filming plan. The heroine played by Kelly Rowland was taken by Song Ya to a party event for a public official announcement. In the studio, there was an A+ costume, A+CN, In front of the interview wall of Netscape and other messy brand logos, she was hugged by Song Ya, wearing expensive evening clothes and jewellery. She was constantly scratching her head under the bombardment of the'reporters' flashing lights.
She was very involved in the play, and Song Ya cooperated well. The director didn't call the card at all, and let the two of them play for a period of time and then satisfactorily passed this one. "Thanks to APLUS, this material can be cut out soon after going back. "
"I have no task, right?" Song Ya asked him.
"Yes, with your shots focused on the first two days, the rest will be all Miss Roland's scenes." The producer of Sony Columbia Records replied.
"Hmm." Song Ya closed her eyes and compared it with the original MV. The heroine did have a lot of one-man shows, "Okay, then I'm leaving."
"Ah! Wait a minute!"
Beyonce and Emily who were watching from the outside screamed and ran over, "Can we take some photos of this kind with you too?" Beyonce asked.
"Of course." Song Ya nodded.
A few girls frolicking around him, taking turns holding his arms, and in front of the advertising wall, they also began to learn how the stars pose like POSE Joe, "You can let them..." Beyoncé pointed to the front again. Group performers.
"Oh, everyone for a favor, thanks!" Song Ya greeted the group of ‘Reporters’ performers.
"But this camera is a prop..." A group performer murmured in a low voice. The camera in their hand was a performance prop, and there was no film installed. Just use the flash function as required by the photographer.
"Let you do whatever you want..." Another group performer next to him stabbed him, raised his camera, squinted and seized the opportunity to express himself, "Look here, ladies, here, yes... yes Yes, very good, very good."
Accompanying the girls through the star addiction, Song Ya left the studio and got on a humble film car in the parking lot. The old Mike who was in charge of driving and the usual convoy drove out to lead away the paparazzi, and then waited until it was safe to lift the paparazzi. Slowly drive away, towards the direction of Queens.
The New York media and paparazzi are so developed. Meeting Fergie and Amy is very sensitive, and he has to be more careful.
The car drove into the old NAS house in Queens. He bought a mansion after his fortune. It was vacant here, but it was never sold. He easily borrowed it after calling.
A nice two-story detached house with a garage. The wood of the house is a bit old, and the stairs creak up.
"Really? You also released a special at the end of the year? Me too, but there will not be much publicity in the North Rice market. I want to go back to South America. Yes, it is a Spanish album...
Walking to the second floor, a familiar accent came from a house, with a slightly Latin accent. When he was happy, he would speak as fast as a machine gun. It was Shakira.
Fergie must have done it. It’s really empathetic, forest, forest... what a beautiful forest.
Thinking of the past with the three of them in Chicago, Song Ya couldn't help feeling hot, and strode over to open the door.
In New York in August, three little girls dressed in cool clothes were sitting on the sofa and chatting lively. They were startled by his sudden appearance, and then their reactions were completely different. Fergie looked away proudly, Ai Mi Hanqing fluttered and stared at herself with big eyes, while Shakira... seemed a little angry?