Chicago 1990

The extremely disappointed Chicagoans fled the sad place of Detroit one after another. Old Joe and the others had to continue their promotional trips to Indiana. Song Ya naturally wanted to go back with Mila. Taking advantage of the opportunity before parting, he grabbed Tony, and the brothers had a good relationship. Cross heart.

His idea is very simple. Anyway, he can afford a helper now, and it makes no sense that his brother has to be a follower to others.

Tony also frankly refused. For one thing, he was used to Song Ya, the boss of the original owner of the body, and didn't want to be commanded in turn by his brother whose temperament changed drastically after crossing. Secondly, the interaction between brothers and sisters after adulthood was originally. It will not be as frequent as when I was a child, and I would live separately.Of course, the main reason is that it’s better to follow the singer’s “welfare”. He is now following him every day in nightclubs and strip bars all over the country. He can also pick up the leftovers Refers to some girls who have sex with celebrities)', and finally he showed Jin Lao and the AJ shoes under his feet again.

"Little Lori and I are brothers," Tony said.

Song Ya couldn't force it, his main energy had to be on the single, so he could only go with Tony.

Another weekend, Chicago Grant Park.

The chance of FXXXYOU's first public appearance finally arrived.

"I'm so nervous." Mira hid backstage and looked outside. "Why don't they look here?" she asked.

Thousands of people have gathered in the park square, and the number is still increasing. They are looking for places in front of the stage, talking and talking, waiting and waiting. The scene is very noisy and the order is normal. Police officers and volunteers are working hard. To maintain.

"This is not a music festival." Song Ya laughed and joked: "You are just a warm-up singer, don't take yourself too much." He tried his best to relieve Mila's emotions.

Equal rights rallies and politicians' speeches are the highlight. The performance is only a trivial matter. If you play the wrong tune or sing the wrong tune, no one will pay attention. I am afraid that I will freeze on stage and be overwhelmed. This kind of thing happens from time to time in the debut of newcomers.

"It's our turn in one hour. Come here."

The propaganda officer sent by SBK recruited the band together and carefully told, "We are in line after the children’s choir. When the children leave, Dila, you will put the drums up. The conditions here are simple and there are many jobs. If you can rely on yourself, there are volunteers who will help, but be careful not to let them bump the equipment. Be sure to check the various wiring before the performance. Mira..."

He took Mila to the edge of the stage, pointed at the camera below, and said: "This is the only camera that belongs to us. You should take care of it as much as possible when you perform. Your lens feels very good. I believe you, don’t Messed up."

"I understand, I understand." Mira nodded her head like a chicken pecking rice.

The scale of this rally is not small, and it will inevitably appear in major news media. How many Mira shots can be inserted in it depends on SBK's public relations capabilities and the camera. It is still an old problem, and swear words are hard to come by. SBK's publicity strategy is very professional.

Dile and the drummer kept taking deep breaths and stretching their limbs, and from time to time they jumped on the spot, while the guitar and bass players immersed themselves in silently playing the strings and moving their fingers. Although rock musicians always give others the impression that no one is a bird, they are famous Under the tremendous pressure of the people, how can they avoid tension?

"Don't be nervous!" the person in charge of publicity shouted.

Everyone is more nervous.

Song Ya was still a young child and couldn't help much. He could only walk around the five people, pat the back of this one, the shoulder of that one, and say some words of encouragement.

In the blink of an eye, there was only half an hour left before the performance.

A black soprano was singing on the stage, the noise of the scene gradually subsided, and people's attention was shifted to the stage.

"Come on, put on some makeup." Mrs. Jovovich hurried back from Los Angeles.

Relying on drinking to stimulate the state is always not a problem. Song Ya has gradually banned Mila from drinking during the rehearsal, and Mao Mei has a large amount of alcohol, and it is not good to drink.

Mira looked at Song Ya.

"Today is more important..." Song Ya thought for a while and nodded in agreement, "Drink, not as an example."

Mira took the bottle and threw her head up and took a gulp.

"She only listens to you now." Mrs. Jovovich was a little bit curious.

Mila chuckled and kissed Song Ya on the cheek, leaving a bright red lip mark, "Make-up and make-up!" Mrs. Jovovich could only go to the maid's assistant.

The children's choir at the front began to perform, the typical black gospel music style, the audience below is familiar with it, and many people are singing along.

At this time, everyone in the backstage did not speak. They waited silently for the children to finish their performance and lined up under the leadership of the teacher. Dila and the musicians hurriedly picked up the various components of the drum set and got busy on stage.

"Let me please, Milla Jovovich! What she brought us...to De Klerk!"

The host of the scene waited for Dilei to finish debugging and announced loudly.

"I'm on stage..." Mira Jiujin came up, blushing.

"Well, go." Song Ya patted her fleshy butt.

Mira came on stage, after all, it was not a concert, there was no cheering, and the people below all watched quietly.

Taking into account the conservative tendency of the audience, she dresses more like the female singer who sings country music today. She wears jeans with a simple and refreshing plain shirt. Only a knot is tied at the bottom of the shirt to show her figure.During the performance, Song Ya also specifically asked to put away the sexy kitten set, just as generous.

"Hello, everyone!" Mila, who came up with Jiu Jin, did not have stage fright at all, adjusted the microphone stand to a suitable position, and greeted loudly to the audience.

"Camera! Camera!" SBK's propaganda officer reminded loudly with his hand over his mouth.

"Hi~"

Mira immediately turned her body slightly and smiled towards the camera.

The person in charge of propaganda breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank God, it's okay."

Song Ya shrugged. After all, Mila has been on the cover of magazines since she was nine, and she entered the modeling scene at the age of eleven. This will not be forgotten.

Mila turned her head to give Dile a look, Dile nodded, pressed the keys, and the music played.

"Look inside, Look inside your tiny mind..." Mira sounded in a fresh and slightly childish voice.

When she sang Hua Q~ Hua Q~, Hua Q very very much, many people in the audience laughed loudly.

Halfway through the singing, Song Ya observed that many people had raised their hands and began to beat the music, especially the male audience close to the stage, staring at Mila, their eyes could not move away.

"Yes, yes, the effect is good." The person in charge of publicity is very satisfied with the effect.

"Really?" Mrs. Jovovich didn't quite understand, he looked at Song Ya, and Song Ya gave him a positive expression.

"Flower Q~"

When the second time Hua Q was sung, there was an episode in the audience. A middle-aged white man in front of the stage suddenly cried out: "I want to spend Q too!" The crowd nearby caused a burst of laughter.

Mila on the stage had to take care of the camera while singing, and didn't even notice this scene.

After singing a song, "Thank you everyone!" She bowed to the audience, and then gave a warm cheer and whistle...

Milla exited the stage, and a Baptist priest who had been to Old Joe Music before came on stage. He shook his head at the audience below and smiled bitterly at the microphone, "Mr. De Klerk wouldn't like this song..."

This line that has already been set up again drew people's laughter.

"Release apartheid!" a volunteer below shouted, and everyone started chanting slogans to him.

The atmosphere on the scene gradually increased.

"Why haven't I heard this song?"

"The singer is not well-known. When you go to the video store and look for it, there should be her records on sale."

"Well, the records of such little singers are usually in an inconspicuous place. We have to go through the shelves again."

"What is this girl's name? Why do I think she is a bit familiar?"

Song Ya in the background heard the whispered conversations of several volunteers nearby, and the stone finally fell.

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