Chicago 1990

Chapter 7 Apocalypse

As the voice was getting closer and closer to the door, Song Ya hurriedly stepped back quietly.

After the crossing, he visited several audiovisual stores. Unless a superstar or a hardcover version of the cassette, the price of a single cassette is generally no more than five dollars. The income of 7,000 copies sold out is at most 35,000, which has not calculated any costs. , It’s no wonder people in the office chant'we're done'.

"so……"

Hidden in the shadows behind the DJ station, looking towards the dance floor, there is still noisy, the silhouettes of the men and women are covered with a white light by the photography lights, the director lets them dance, and they dance with sweat, so focused. Wipe up.

Emily's smile was so pure that there was nothing other than happiness. The director stopped, and she quickly bent down, panting heavily with her hands on her knees. She was too young and her weak physical strength was almost beyond support.

Connie took off her coat long ago. She rented the evening wear without any two-to-two fabrics from a second-hand store in the morning. The photographer deliberately pushed the lens towards her crotch. She understood her heart and proudly made her fat buttocks tremble like an electric motor. stand up.

Al kept agitating his cheeks, his face flushed, and his explosive ventriloquism was a test of a person's lung capacity.In addition to rap, in order to maintain his life, he also dedicated almost all the remaining time to the waiter career of a certain restaurant.

The protagonist Xiao Lori tugged and waved the microphone, posing various poses that he considered the coolest and most handsome.He chose to drop out of school after he was favored by a music company two years ago and signed a contract. After that, he spent most of his time in boring lyrics and singing and practicing singing. Playing basketball is the only pastime. The lyrics of more than a dozen songs on the album are all He did it independently.

The eyes of Tony beside him looking at the dance floor were full of happiness and longing. "Prosperity", "Flying Huang Tengda", "Leaving this damn slum" are the words he often talks about these days, Song Ya heard Later, I would often complain about his little dream of becoming a "follower" of others, but...

Song Ya remembered the last week when she failed.

On Monday,'ET' fell to the side of the road two blocks away from home, five shots in her body. Song Ya accompanied Tony to the place where'ET' was killed and put a bunch of flowers. It is said that the gang where'ET' belonged vowed revenge. But what can it do? In addition to making the surrounding residents more fearful, it is nothing more than putting a few more pairs of shoes on the wires at the intersection in the future.

In the joint practice of the orchestra, Song Ya's triangle iron still knocked the wrong tone, and he barely pretended to be pitiful in front of the angry music teacher to save the credit.Then mathematics also encountered setbacks. The teaching content of advanced classes even had calculus, and the competitiveness of the classmates also rose sharply, and they could no longer pass the customs as easily as standard courses.

Since the nickname of APLUS became known, Song Ya accepted it calmly, the teasing and bullying were indeed a little bit less, but the biggest problem with this public school was that there was no quiet and relaxing learning environment, and I wanted to find a quiet place. Reading a book for a while at a small place, you are either driven by a gangster who is in a hurry to Feiyezi, or accidentally smashed a certain pair of wild mandarin ducks.

Yesterday, under the leadership of Aunt Susie, the family set off early in the morning to line up at the gates of various charities to receive free donations under the leadership of Aunt Susie. Song Ya held the food stamps in line for five hours before he was heavily reinforced on the metal anti-theft net, showing only one cash register The store in the mouth will exchange the flour and other foods that will be enough for the whole family for a week.Then the whole family gathered at the entrance of the church and once again lined up for a free simple lunch with bread and soup. In the afternoon, they lined up again for co-cultivation. Finally, they waited for Wal-Mart to deal with expired eggs and meat discounts before closing.When night fell, the family without a car carried big bags and waited for the bus to go home for another half an hour.

After the adjustment period after crossing, Song Ya feels that she is not eager to fly, but is assimilated by this life with no hope of seeing a little bit of hope. After another year or a half of this life, as long as there is someone The little star hooked his finger at him, he absolutely couldn’t resist the temptation, just as an attendant.

"Okay, call it a day!"

After four o'clock, the director announced that the filming of the MV was officially completed, and everyone cheered on the dance floor.

"Thank you Tony, you are so kind."

Tony's ex-girlfriend jumped over and hung on Tony and kept kissing his face.

"Small." Tony was almost floating to the sky, "It's not time yet, let's find a place..." He became interested, took off the headphones, and took the other party directly to'find a place'.

Connie stared at the backs of the two of them and rolled her eyes again, and handed Emily, who was too tired in her arms, to Song Ya, "Leave them alone, you accompany me to return the clothes." She said while putting on her coat.

Just like the end of a movie, the crowd begins to leave after a brief social interaction.

Song Ya turned his head and saw that Little Lori and Al were talking to two elderly black men, one fat and one thin. According to their voices, it was true that they were the two people in the office he overheard.

The fatter one is just the bass. Judging by the conversation, he should be the owner of the record company. His speech and behavior have the aura of a big man. A pink suit doesn't look half girly on him, a big gold chain and a gold ring. Gold watches, a lot of black three-piece suits.

That Lingzi should be Lori's agent, dressed in a very well-cut dark suit, elegant in conversation, meticulous in his big back, and looked like a very old-school person.

Little Lori and Al definitely don't have time to take care of themselves now. Tony naturally doesn't have to wait any longer. Song Ya hugs Emily and leaves with Connie.

"Hey, APLUS!"

Out of the door, the'silencer' was helping the photographer to carry equipment, and a few people said hello, AK chased them out and stopped them.

"Is there Connie? Come here! Come here."

AK called Song Ya and Connie to his side, blocked the eyes of others with their bodies, and drew three from the stack of twenty yuan held in his hands, one for Connie and one for Song Ya, "Xiao Ai Mili has it too." He smiled and stuffed the last one into Emily's hand.

"Don't everyone have it?" Connie stuffed the money into her chest.

"Only own people, it's good for those guys to show their faces in the MV." AK replied.

"Uh..." Song Ya felt that he was a little bit useless, "but I didn't jump, this money..." He handed the money back to AK.

"Hahaha, Tony is right, you have a problem here." AK smiled and nodded at Song Ya's forehead, "Don't be stupid, the money is not mine, you are Tony's brother, we are one family People, take care of each other, OK?"

"You leave him alone."

Connie glared at Song Ya and said, "Thank you." Teaching little Emily thanked her, "Let's go, today I want to go shopping!" She yelled happily.

"I want to buy a pettiskirt!" Emily also shouted after her.

Song Ya could only say goodbye to AK with the money, and then went to the platform with Connie to wait for the bus.

Twenty knives are the biggest'big money' he has mastered after crossing. Of course, a huge sum of money can't be counted wrong. Nowadays, a knife in the black market in Huaguo can be exchanged for ten soft dollars. Twenty knives are more than a month's salary for ordinary people in China. .

Second-hand shops that provide evening wear rental services are generally not small in scale. "Puffy skirt!" Emily slipped off Song Ya and ran to her target quickly.

"Look at her, I'll change my clothes." Connie walked to the changing room inside.

Song Ya followed Emily through the rows of hangers, and suddenly felt that this situation seemed to be seen somewhere.

"But this shop hasn't been here before?"

He was puzzled, and suddenly the corner of his eyes swept to a pink suit hanging on the wall, which was slightly similar to the suit on Boss Lori just now.

"Ok?"

He recalled desperately, and suddenly touched the twenty dollars in his pocket, "Twenty dollars, Shopping, pink suit, bass, rap... together, it's..."

His figure was shocked, as if it was a revelation from heaven, and countless MV pictures accompanied by a strong sense of rhythm of rap and music instantly rushed into his mind.

I'm gonna pop some tags, only got twenty in my pocket

I'm, I'm, I'm hunting, looking for a come up

this is FXXXing awesome!

"This is Thrift Shop! This is! Second-hand shop!"