"Why does this guy come!? So there is no party at the NAS house today?" She asked Fergie.
"Don't ask me, it's his idea." It was her own opinion, but Fergie shook the pot.
"You guys don't mess with me!"
Shakira picked up the bag and walked away. Song Ya at the door subconsciously smiled and stepped to stop.
She seems to have gained a lot of weight in New York, and her hair has not been dyed anymore. It is originally black. She has evolved from the outdated fluffy noodles to the middle and straight hair. The long hair on both sides is used to modify the slightly rounded cheeks. , But still beautiful.
"Get out! #$%^!" She hit Song Ya's chest with her head, as if she was really angry, cursed a suspected **** in her mother tongue, and walked to the other side.
This time Song Ya didn't stop shamelessly, nor did she speak, letting her go downstairs.
Looking at the girl's back resolutely leaving, this trip was originally intended to alleviate the recent symptoms of depression, but I didn't expect it to be worse.
"Sorry."
Fergie walked to the window, while Amy curled up on the sofa and laughed.
It’s better for Amy, "How is she doing recently?" Song Ya asked, smiling and sitting next to Amy. This house should be the former studio of NAS father Old Jones, filled with jazz instruments, and Old-fashioned record players and vinyl records are arranged very flavorfully.
"It’s coming soon. We went to her studio and played it. It’s a very good Spanish album." Amy replied, "What is it called PiesDescalzos? Is it pronounced that way?" She asked Fergie.
"Well, barefoot means."
Fergie opened the corner of the curtain and watched Shakira's cheap car drove into the driveway and disappeared, "She hasn't picked up work for a long time? You see, it's a broken car, and living in New York is very expensive. But waiting for the release of the special should be much better. Her manager, Mr. Estefan, is very optimistic about the performance of this album in the Latin area."
"It's really been a long time since she released a special." Her own A+ record still has 20% of her singer appointments. Song Ya still remembers the sentence she said to herself at the time, "20%, you will have Twenty percent of mine, alas!
"What are you in a daze, regretting eight?" Fergie showed a smirk on her face and suddenly pulled the curtains open. "If we are photographed like this now, how many do you think the paparazzi photos will sell? I heard at least one hundred thousand. Above the knife."
"Hey! Are you crazy!?" Song Ya was startled by her behavior, "Hurry up! Get up!"
"Hmm." She drew the curtains up, and then pulled them back.
"Don't play anymore, make a fool of me... I will compress your new special announcement!" Song Ya could only threaten.
Fergie didn't dare to make a joke anymore, she closed the curtains, and pouted, "Ruthless fellow, what do you see us for?"
"Uh, I have something to say to Amy." I didn't lie, I did something.
"Is it not for me?" Fergie walked over and kicked him in the calf.
"Wow! You are still making trouble!" Song Ya was in pain, and easily pulled her into her arms. Her legs were firmly clamped between her legs, and her arm and waist were locked with one hand, "Don't move."
"Let go of me! Pervert, scumbag!" Fergie struggled a few times with a half push and half on the spot, then panted and slumped on him. She straightened her proud chest, closed her eyes, and slightly raised her lips.
Amy is still watching the two silly.
"Let me finish talking with Amy first." Song Ya ignored her for the time being and looked at Amy seriously.
"What's the matter?" Amy asked.
"Uh, how should I put it... Do you remember that I wrote a WhateverYouLike? It was about the two of us when I first met you. The MV is already being filmed, and it is handled..."
Many of the WhateverYouLike MVs are in line with certain scenes when the two were getting along, such as tipping Amy who was working at the Owl chain store at the time with a one-hundred-meter knife, quietly leaving a note with the phone number under the money, and taking Amy there. Luxury stores scan goods, give necklaces, etc. Even if the intensity of the MV is not as high as the original version, but the performance of worshipping Kelly Rowland’s heroine is still relatively sufficient. Song Ya is afraid that Amy will be angry after the MV goes online, so he must first Speak clearly with her face to face.
"The script was given by Sony Columbia Records. Believe me, I didn't want to ridicule you, and I also promise that the audience won't think of you at all when they see the MV." He took a lot of time to explain, and finally dumped the pot. Get out.
"Oh." Amy was the same Amy before, but she agreed and stopped talking.
"You won't be angry, are you?" Song Ya stared at her face. Well, she really hasn't changed at all. She still looks younger than her actual age, still beautiful, and thin...
"I am not angry."
Amy lowered her head and said, "You are good enough for me. APLUS. This year, I have made a big splash in a commercial film. The reputation of art films has also messed up, and it may not even be shown in theaters. But I still have no shortage. The film appointment, the longer I stay in Hollywood, the more I understand how precious it is that you gave me the multi-billion-dollar box-office dance actress of my life."
What a nice girl! Song Ya sucked his nose moved ~www.mtlnovel.com~ easily understood, the main purpose of this trip was achieved, "In fact, you can't say that, you also have your credit for that movie's big sales, Amy."
"But the result of changing to other girls is the same, maybe even better, right?" Amy said lonely: "For example, the domineering heroine Silverstone...such as the other people who competed with me for the heroine. ."
"Is Silverstone putting you under competitive pressure now?" She was telling the truth, but Song Ya would not stupidly agree and change the subject.
"Nonsense, doesn't Hollywood pay attention to card positions? Now it's hard for Amy, the female lead of a youth campus film, to receive it." Fergie opened her eyes again and said, "APLUS, don't say you don't understand."
"Of course I understand, but..."
Song Ya fell silent, what can he do? The reinvestment project makes Amy the heroine Mariah Carey sure to make trouble, and A+ Pictures has no good projects to come up with.
"It's okay, Fergie and I went to Europe to have a great time, and now I feel better." Amy consoled him in turn.
"So we have to keep talking like this?" Before Song Ya could speak, Fergie started to struggle again.
"Of course not." The emotions have reached a critical point, and Song Ya simply took Amy over with his other hand, and lowered his head domineeringly on her lips.
Amy's reaction was unexpectedly fierce, she immediately rubbed her body close, stretched her hand to Song Ya's belt, and fumbled wildly.
Fergie is not much better, the air in the room is instantly fierce.
Illness goes like silky threads, sickness goes like silky threads...
Chicago 1990: Gave me an angry smile yesterday
Sometimes I don’t know what the people who read my book are. The old books were ordered at 400 after they were put on the shelves. Every time a new chapter was published, thousands of book friends posted bars and forum discussions were full of enthusiasm. , And there are often private messages urging me to upgrade to a crowd of 3000.
Let’s put it this way, up to now, the starting point of the cultivation sect's head of the road, the creation of the two stations, a total of 1,000 are ordered, only 1,000, and a book with 1 million free words and 2 million words is offended. I really don't understand so many people. A lot of people gave this new book low scores, spread rumors, and even personally attacked it. Pirated websites often read old books without updating them.