Chicago 1990

That night, Song Ya saw Mila in various news channels, but most of them flashed by. After all, the news was about equal rights rallies and not on stage performances. If it weren’t for SBK’s advance PR, Mila wanted to appear. It's impossible in the picture.

Next, everyone will leave Chicago, where they have stayed for more than a month, and return to the SBK headquarters in New York again to start recording the studio version of De Klerk, which will be officially released soon.

"My dear, we will see you in New York one day." At the airport, Song Ya held Mila in her arms.

He had to go to Detroit again to participate in a radio interview. This was originally Joe’s announcement, but didn’t the Bulls lose? The old fox knew that the Detroit people would be teased and mocked in the past, so he simply threw the pot away. Song Ya.

Song Ya couldn't hold back Old Qiao, but also wanted to take this opportunity to mention Mila's new song, so he agreed. Anyway, it was only a day and nothing was lost.Eric and Al will also accompany Mira and they will go to New York first. In the future, they will accompany them as band DJs and assistants. This way they can get a payment from SBK. Anyway, they will wait for Song Ya to start school and their attendants. It can't be done.

He personally sent Milla and others on the plane, he and Hayden boarded the flight to Detroit.

As a Detroit native, Hayden is naturally a Pistons fan. In Chicago, he hid his tendencies very well. As it happens, the interview time is the morning peak of work tomorrow, and he can go to the Pistons finals the night before.

Once in Detroit, the two went straight to the Palace of Auburn Hills. The tickets had already been sold out. Hayden was familiar with the road and found the sneaky black scalpers outside the arena and bought two at a high price.

"Don't worry, I'm not a rich person. The location I bought will not be photographed by the camera." Hayden pulled Song Ya into the court, who was a little hesitant. "

In a few months, he has earned more than 20,000 knives on Song Ya, and there will be more in the future. It is indeed a trivial matter to invite away to watch the game.

"I'm not a star. It doesn't matter if I take a photo or not, but I really can't understand the ball."

Song Ya followed Hayden into the court. He was not interested in the popular basketball, ice hockey, rugby, and baseball in the United States. He could play table tennis.

I couldn't sit down immediately after finding a place. The audience and players were all paying attention to the national flag. In the middle of the stadium, a female singer was singing the second national anthem, the beautiful Amerika.

Song Ya has no enthusiasm for loving the country, but he can't help but behave.

The question for the interview tomorrow is that the radio has communicated well with Lao Qiao, so we can answer the manuscript, but the radio DJ will definitely not be so honest, especially after the Pistons beat the Bulls, otherwise Qiao will not hide.

I was thinking about what was going on, but I was suddenly interrupted by a very high pitch by the female singer in the field. As soon as the whistling high pitch appeared, tens of thousands of audience members were cheered and started cheering.

"Wow, it's like the sound of a dolphin..." Hayden kept clapping.

"Who is this?" The position was too high, and Song Ya could only see the female singer's blond hair.

"I don't know, but it should be a little background, able to play on this occasion." Hayden replied.

When the female singer left the stage and walked towards the aisle, Song Ya finally saw her true face, and...

"What are you laughing at?" Hayden discovered Song Ya's anomaly.

"I...I don't know...why...hahaha...why..." Song Ya laughed out of breath. What was terrifying was that he didn't know why.

"She looks pretty..." Hayden thought it was the female singer who looked weird, and squinted at it. "It seems to be a mixed race, just like you."

"Hahaha... I don't... don't know, I just want to laugh when I see her, and I feel... feel very happy." Song Ya pressed Hayden's shoulders and tried to maintain balance.

"Sit down."

The game officially started, everyone around sat down, Hayden also pulled Song Ya into the seat, "You won't look at her anymore? How long has it been separated from Mira?"

"No...No..." The female singer disappeared in the aisle, and Song Ya finally calmed down. After crossing, apart from the very informative apocalypse, some subconscious thoughts often popped up in his mind, which is very similar to the situation this time. similar.

"Hayden, can you help me investigate her?" Song Ya was dragging Mila around during this period. He would go shopping in second-hand stores. He just wanted to try his luck and see if he could trigger the apocalypse again. This sudden emotional fluctuation What if it is an opportunity?He can't let it go in vain, and no one who travels through will be too much of a plug-in.

"just now?"

Hayden looked at the stadium and then at Song Ya, "Okay, okay, I'm familiar with this place. You little pervert..." He stared at the game, complained, and followed the female singer as he left. The direction went over.

Within a few minutes, he came back, "Come on, she is in the background, I told her that APLUS wanted to see her, and she agreed."

"So smoothly?"

Song Ya quickly got up and followed, "Is my name already so useful?"

"Of course, the second-hand store has been hovering around the tenth place on the bulletin board for five consecutive weeks..."

Hayden led the way and introduced, "She is a newcomer to Columbia Records, her name is Mariah Carey, but I remind you to take a moment. She only released her first order last month. The first album will be released in the next few days. In terms of rhythm, Columbia Records expects a lot from her."

"You can, so many questions in a short time." Song Ya admired.

"The little girl has a very cheerful personality, so she has no scheming..." Hayden walked to the entrance of a dressing room inside the arena and knocked on the door.

A female assistant opened the door, and Song Ya finally saw the target person up close, but...

Mariah Carey was still wearing the black evening gown she had just performed, with a wide open neckline and a beautiful mixed race. "Hi...APLUS, second-hand store, right? Your song is great and the style is new." She offered to welcome her. Stepping forward, stretched out his hand, "It's nice to meet... you... uh... what's wrong with you?"

Song Ya bent over to help on the door frame, already laughing too hard.

"Is it because of my hair?" Mariah Carey thought, her face changed drastically, she touched her hair, and rushed back to the makeup mirror, "I said, I'm not suitable for this fluffy curly hair!" She beat the long comb in her hand and blamed the makeup artist loudly, tears rolling in her eyes.

"What are you doing!?" Hayden gritted his teeth and asked in a low voice.

"Huhu..." Song Ya took a deep breath and finally calmed down, "I'm sorry, Miss Kelly, I..."

When I was about to walk into the dressing room, a voice suddenly rang from behind, "You are?"

He turned his head and saw a tall and handsome white man about forty years old, looking at himself and Hayden with a dull face.

"Uh...uh, hello, hello Mr. Motura..."

When Hayden saw the person coming, his tongue began to short, "I am William Morris' agent Hayden, this..." He pulled Song Ya to his side and stood firmly, "It's my client APLUS, that's... …Is the author of the second-hand shop. We like Miss Kelly’s voice very much...so..."

"Tommy!" Mariah Carey rushed to Motula pitifully, "I said, I am not suitable for this hairstyle, you see, everyone is laughing at me."

"No one will laugh at you." Motura replied casually, and he reached out to Song Ya, "APLUS, your song is very good, I heard that you have a cooperation with SBK?"

"Uh... yes." Song Ya shook his hand, "We are recording an equal rights song."

"I know, I know, I read yesterday's report, the song is very good, that girl is called Milla Jovovich, right?" Motula gestured to the female assistant and took the one she handed over. A business card was handed over to Song Ya, "Although SBK's Daniel is a good record seller, I still have to say that his approach is completely overdrafting the singer’s future. Believe me, if you want to be popular for a long time, Be alert to him."

Song Ya took the business card, and there was only one phone number on it.

"This is my assistant's phone number. If there is a new song, please call this. The door of Sony Columbia will always be open for a talented teenager like you."

Motura stood at the door, not letting people in.

"Who is this person? Opening your mouth is to provoke separation." Song Ya muttered dissatisfiedly as she could not speak to Mariah Carey and leave.

"He can't offend him."

Hayden replied: "Tommy Motura, the new president of Sony Columbia Records."