"Charis!"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll be fine right away." She was a little panic.
"My." Song Ya took the initiative to take the error.
"You're a bit...a bit scumbag." She didn't dare to turn her face to look at each other, and put her back of her hand on her mouth and smiled.
"Ok."
"Alright? Let's continue?" the director asked quietly after waiting for a while.
"OK."
When the director announced that the shot was finished, she immediately got up and put on the robe that the fat attendant handed over, "I, I will go backstage first, and it will be fine soon."
"Go ahead."
Song Ya watched her leave, and simply sat on the ground for a while.
When the lamppost came back again, he squinted, and he got up and followed the director's guidance to where he should stand.
The seven cool girls appeared again, the waves were raging, but he was feeling hotter and hotter in his full suit.
Fortunately, the script required him not to focus on any of them, and the camera lens slowly pulled over, and he continued to lip-synch with the music.
Causegirlyou\'reperfect!
In the middle and later part of the song, the accompaniment suddenly became gorgeous and high-spirited. The slings of the workers before came in handy. Charisy fell from the sky under the light of the fill light, and she seemed to wear nothing. He lifted his body and formed a serpentine curve full of seduction.
Thewayyouworkit! Causegirlyouearnedit! Girlyouearnedit!
Song Ya ignored the camera, leaning close to this perfect artwork, singing and admiring, Onthatlonelynight...
There was a strong alcohol in her mouth. It seemed to solve the tension problem. The effect was very good. She flicked her long hair coquettishly when the beat arrived on time. When she looked over, her perfect face was facing herself.
My God is too lethal! Song Ya shouted in his heart.
"Very good! Let's do it again, hang it up, the upper one!" Old Larry, a student who was really dumbfounded, shouted to the theater worker who was in charge of the sling.
"Hahaha, shameful!" She laughed and was hung up by the same way again.
"APLUS, are you okay?" The director noticed that Song Ya was frowning in a daze, "It's okay, the person who tied the rope was invited from the notebook, very professional, you don't need to worry about Charis."
"I didn't... uh, forget it."
Song Ya shook his head. He just showed a movie clip of Apocalypse. A woman was **** like Charis and stayed in a room full of props...
"APLUS, William just prevented most of the people from taking to the streets by Allison's instigation, and a small number of people were also dispersed and cleared."
"Hahaha!"
In the evening, after learning that William had replaced Ellison in the priesthood, Song Ya generously invited the entire crew to a party at A+ Records. Charisy smiled very happily with a glass of wine in his office, "You know what? The person responsible for hanging Suo's old man has particularly wretched eyes!"
"You can tell me at that time." Song Ya put an elbow on the sofa behind her and clinked glasses with her.
"It's okay, he didn't do anything." She drank the wine in one glass.
The fat attendant was still with her, Song Ya had to drink wine for the time being, but soon discovered something was wrong, she was a little bit up, and she was drinking a lot more than herself, so she was not drunk at all, "Charlis, You drink well?"
"Inherited, did you forget that my dad is an alcoholic?" she replied.
"But after he drinks..."
Song Ya understood the girl's psychology a bit. Wasn't her father just trying to do something to her after drinking, and then was shot by her mother? Why is it so calm now?
"I don’t know. I didn’t drink it at the beginning anyway. After I came to Hollywood, I would inevitably drink it on different occasions. Anyway, I’ve never been drunk, so I just let it go. My drinking can help me conversely adjust those A guy who drinks badly." She blinked at Song Ya intentionally.
"is it?"
Song Yaxin said that you had said it earlier. If you knew that I would not drink it at all, the wine was rushing, so I just said something, "Your friend is a bit introverted, don't you want to go out and meet more people?"
"You..." Charisi immediately turned her head and muttered a few words to the fat attendant~www.mtlnovel.com~ and dismissed her who rolled her eyes.
Song Ya rushed forward.
"Uh, uh, you...your song is really nice to APLUS, and the lyrics are also...very flavorful." She clumsy left and right under the attack, but still slightly resisted the taste, looking for a chance to go too far, no Words find words.
"Right? It's exquisite." Don't make senseless struggles if you can't escape, want to talk about what happened all night? Song Ya pressed the turntable, "Yousaiditwouldn\'tbelove, Butwefelttherush..."
The music is flowing, and the rhythm of the time is deep and shallow as if it is describing the eyes of the lover, spraying wine, ears and temples, going in and out of the emotional forbidden zone, pleasing each other, torturing...
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Chicago 1990 Chapter 769: ?can you help me
"Alex! Alex!"
Early in the morning, my head hurts a little, and I vaguely hear someone calling my nickname, like Emily? Subconsciously thinking of getting up, only then remembered that there was a big white girl lying on her arms.
Most of the makeup on Charis's face was spent, probably because she felt his movements and turned over while whispering in her sleep.
It happened to tip off the sofa, "What's the matter? Emily." Song Ya yawned and asked in a low voice next door.
"You bastard! Didn't notify me of a party last night? And my group!" Emily protested loudly outside the door, and tried to turn the locked door handle.
"Your combination? Oh..."
Song Ya remembered that she had joined the Destiny Girl group. Linda recently signed a contract with Music World Entertainment Records, which owns the group. Matthew Norris’s company is now the first cooperative label under A+ Records. Conventionally, A+ Records paid some money in exchange for half of the equity of Music World Entertainment Records, but did not interfere with the specific operation.
Little Emily said that she came to play tickets during the summer vacation, but it was obvious that after the vacation, she never thought about going back to continue her studies, which was equivalent to making her official debut.
"Last night was Emily, a party for adults, the kind of crazy fun, you are not suitable for attending." Song Ya seemed to hear other girls' voices, it should be Beyoncé and Kelly Rowland.
"I am sixteen years old!"
Emily protested, "Can your M-Fxxk open the door!?"
"No, and don't let me hear you swearing."
Song Ya returned to the boss' desk and pressed the intercom, "Linda, take Emily and the others to the recording studio."
"Okay." Linda agreed. "Boss, you have a trip to Mrs. Flock's law firm in the morning. Do you need to postpone it?"
"No, I..." Song Ya looked at the table below, "I arrived on time."
Emily's dissatisfied nagging and messy footsteps soon came from outside the door, getting farther and farther.
Song Ya looked back and saw that Charis was also awake. She pulled a thin blanket to cover her body and stared at the ceiling blankly. She was very young last night, but she said that when she was practicing ballet... forget it. , It’s good, I already knew she was very'slick'. After the real trial, the feeling was really great. Maybe it was time to take advantage of her younger age...
"Wake up?" I remembered in my mind, went to the boss desk drawer and took out a car key, "Here, I gave it to you."
She reached out and touched the Ferrari Prancing Horse logo on the key, her expression a bit complicated.