Chicago 1990

There is only one Mandela. The new ANC group has often said politically incorrect things in public in the past two years, or made small international jokes, which made the African American stars who supported them before. We have to screen carefully and keep a distance from some of them.

However, the diplomatic ambassador to Mi should not be enough. Although Song Ya was shocked, he politely received the other party under the introduction of the South African singer, shook hands and took a group photo, accepted the other party’s greetings from Mandela, and talked a few words about himself. In South Africa’s charitable activities, perhaps it was because the previous clamors of discrimination and persecution were too loud, and the ambassador actually knew the Barn case and his confrontation with conservative media.

"In short, remember that you have our support, APLUS."

The ambassador said before leaving: "I'm sorry to interrupt you to rehearse. I will see you in the hall. I am looking forward to your new music. It sounds great just outside the door."

"Lobby? I still have a box ticket..." Song Ya expressed good.

"No." The ambassador smiled. "I want to sit in the first row with the governor and mayor...you know, they like to be filmed on TV."

"Oh oh, I see, sorry, my brain is not enough right now."

After watching the other party leave, Song Ya shook his head and grinned to everyone in the rehearsal room with a wry smile, "It's really long-winded..." Raising the baton amidst everyone's laughter, "Forget it, let's continue..."

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With a history of one hundred years, the Chicago Symphony Center, designed in accordance with the Georgian architectural style, still retains the glitz and extravagance of the British classical theater. It provides VIPs with a separate dressing room to cope with the bloated clothes and hats of Chicago in the cold winter. It is a bar and lounge in itself. Social space.

"Mr. Governor, Madam."

Peter and Alicia were holding a child alone. As soon as they walked in, the waiter came to help take off their coats. "And you..." The waiter served the two children again, "Please wait..." Soon, he sent it back. Four coin-like deposit certificates with numbers.

Staring at the children leaping lively on the large single sofa, "It's a bit shabby here." Alicia pointed to the carefully maintained interior furnishings that showed traces of time grinding everywhere.

"It will be extensively refurbished soon." Peter said, "It will cost a lot of money."

"Does your state government come out?" Alicia asked.

"It should be a little bit, depending on the situation of private donations... This is a matter of Chicago, let little Daly have a headache." Peter smiled, "What to drink? Champagne?" He motioned for the waiter to come over. "Two glasses of champagne, two glasses of juice. Thank you."

The family of four is very beautiful, and soon celebrities come over to say hello and praise their warm family.

"Don't be so unruly!"

The two children started jumping on the sofa. Alicia went over to train and waited for them to sit down. When they looked back, Peter was peeking at a young beauty passing by, with Monroe hairstyle and makeup. It is very similar to the big white evening dress with a lethal smile on men, but it is much taller than Monroe. It can be about 1.8 meters tall with high heels?Without knowing the governor, he ran straight into the entrance of the box area with a kick all the way.

Peter put the wine glass to his mouth, his head slightly lowered, and concealedly slanted his eyes to sweep the girl's face first, then quickly stared at the opponent's feet, and then stepped up until his back disappeared.

"You are disgusting," Alicia said coldly when he waited for him to return.

"It's just a bit familiar." Peter was caught by his wife without any guilt, and he shrugged.

"I'm waiting to see your ugly state of being exposed by the media again!"

"Don't make a noise in front of the children, OK?" Peter shot back. "Who tells someone to never fulfill the obligation God has given to his wife."

Afterwards, the two of them did not talk to each other in private, except for socializing in front of others, and entered a familiar state of cold war.

"Mr. Geffen? Mr. Geffen?"

The'Monroe' has rushed to the door of the box where David Geffen is.

"It's okay, my friend, come in!"

David Geffen turned his head and waved to her, "Charis, Charis Theron, right?"

"Yes, I am honored to meet you Mr. Geffen here."

Charis smiled sweetly, went in to hug and kiss the people in the box.

"Keanu mentioned you to me and praised your acting skills." David Geffen gently put his arms around her waist, "Introduce, Doug Morris, this is..."

David Geffen introduced the senior executives of Universal Music and Geffen Music in the box to her, "Charis, a promising newcomer actor. Milla Jovovich, do you know?"

"Actually."

Charis looked at Mila who was similar in height and also dressed in gorgeous evening gowns, who was acting as a female companion next to Universal Records President Doug Morris, reaching out and shaking hands with each other and smiling at each other.

"Sit down, it's early to start." David Geffin motioned to her to sit next to him, and then continued the interrupted chat.

"Since the Anaconda disaster you starred in is scheduled for April, what about the football stunner? The new album will be released simultaneously with the football stunner. APLUS is so planned, right?"

But the focus of the discussion is on Mira’s side. Doug Morris valued the three-star actress who had paid a dear price from Song Ya to secure the record on the new A+ record. The people in the room soon asked Charlie. Silk ignored it as a beautiful vase.

"I still don't know the specific date of the football stunner, but the idea of ​​APLUS should be to match the football World Cup qualifiers in North America and the Caribbean..."

Mira answered.In order to match the feminine evening gown, she also wore a black wig today. The straight long hair draped from the sides of the face all the way to the chest, which contrasted with the red lipstick makeup, which had a strong visual impact.

"Qualifiers...that's it?" David Geffen asked his men.

"Probably in September or October." The man who was inserted into the new A+ record replied: "In short, Mira's exposure rate this year will be quite guaranteed."

"Wow, that's a good idea." Doug Morris nodded in admiration.

"Yes." The subordinate echoed.

"How many songs does APLUS prepare for you?" David Geffen asked.

Mira recalled, "At present... eight to nine songs."

"All pop rock and punk rock styles?"

"Correct."

"Well, the pressure to post special topics in September and October will definitely not be great."

David Geffen thought for a while and then asked, "How many songs did he personally create?"

"He wrote it all." Mira continued to answer truthfully.

"Hohoho..." The men in the room laughed comprehensibly.

"I just said that keeping Mira can't be wrong?" David Geffen complacently told others, especially before he was a bit opposed to raising the purchase price of A+ records and used FoxyBrown as a condition to take down Dougmo, the singer of Mira. Reese showed off.

Doug Morris had to laugh with him, "How about singing the title song for us here? Mira."

"The title song? Uh..."

Mila was embarrassed, "I haven't got the lyrics and music yet for the title song. APLUS said that it has been written, and I will give it to me when I'm done."

"Yes, he is really troubled during this time, that is, the young man's body and energy can handle it."

Doug Morris expressed envy, "Then just pick a song you like and sing a few lines."

"Okay, cough cough." Mira cleared her throat, and thanked the men who helped clap and beat the beat, "Igotyou, Igotyouonmymind..."

The atmosphere in the box was very good. Charis looked at Mira who was overwhelmed by the stars, followed the people to slap her hands, and smiled forcefully, "I hadn't gotten out of Xuelinfen to get to know David Geffen." She thought.

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"Where did Charis go?"

In the other box, Xue Linfen, who was dressed brightly, asked.

"Go to say hello to the big Hollywood boss." Linda who was teasing Robb with Halle replied.

"Then give it to me." Xue Linfen took her son to the balcony-style second-floor bleacher outside to sit down.

"It hasn't started yet..." Linda said.

"Don't be naughty, be very tall, be careful to fall down." Xue Linfen picked up her son and put it on her lap, and stopped him from climbing towards the stand railing.

Outside the gate of the Symphony Center, there are constantly taxis and other vehicles parked by the side of the road, dropping down to watch the concert audience.

"Oh! The young man now..."

Old Barn, in formal attire, raised his arms and asked his wife to hold them, frowning to look at the family who came here casually wearing jackets... I couldn't bear it.

"The times are different and old-fashioned." The old friend who also came with his wife smiled, "Quickly go in, it's about to start."

Two pairs of old women went to the hall to find a place to sit down. In the front row was the Chicago Mayor Little Daly's family. They all knew each other, and they were socializing while there was still some time.

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Old Barn was too lazy to participate, picked up the schedule on each seat, and then sat down, "What is this? Brahms the one behind Symphony No. 1 in C minor." He didn't know the two BabaYetu. Vasily vocabulary.

"It might be a sketch for the occasion." The old friend replied.

Symphony orchestra concerts also need a sense of freshness. They often place seasonal pieces. When performing in other countries, they will rehearse the famous songs of the country to please the local audience. Old Barn knows how to do it, so he didn't ask any more.

"Here needs to be repaired." The wife said after looking around.

"Well, they are indeed preparing to renovate. Solti used to have a soft figure when he asked us to raise money, Barenboi? Hehe, he is not as arrogant as his predecessor." Old Barn said disgustingly.

"Solti was the same in the early days, it was only a matter of age." said the old friend.

Talking until the musicians filed on stage, the hall burst into applause, and Barenboi reached his climax when he finally appeared.

Tucao returns to Tucao, and Old Barn is not stingy with his applause.

No nonsense, Barron Gaming smiled and bowed and waved to the audience. After shaking hands with the chief violinist, he stood on the podium. The symphony hall fell silent until his baton fell and the magnificent music sounded.

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