Chicago 1990

The leased black Cadillac Wood slowly stopped outside the Radio City Music Hall, "Don't be nervous, just behave normally." Hayden urged.

"I'm fine." Song Ya smiled. Today's award has nothing to do with him, and he feels relaxed without any pressure. "You can take Dilei to New Jersey in this car, just in front of the AW Investment Company."

"Understood, we are waiting for you in New Jersey." Hayden replied.

The door was opened from the outside, Song Ya took a deep breath and stepped out of the car door.

The big neon light poles on both sides of the Radio City Music Hall are shining, but there is no warm atmosphere as imagined outside. It seems to be much worse than the Oscar scene. On both sides of the red carpet, some crazy fans holding various signs, it seems that they have not seen With the word'APLUS', only the reporter's flashlight kept flickering.

He is still in the old style today, a denim jacket with fringe, a T-shirt with Chinese characters, white AJ4, only a pair of dark blue jeans, and a thick gold chain and shiny rhinestone A+ tag customized by the gold store for him.

"APLUS look at this!"

"Here! APLUS!"

It doesn't matter if there are few fans, the reporters can probably recognize him, Song Ya walked a little slower than usual, waving openly at the camera and smiling.

The short red carpet walked quickly. According to his current list, he can only pick a relatively quiet time to be there. However, Motula has a good relationship with the broadcaster CBS, and he has obtained a short interview qualification for him.

"Hey! APLUS! Wow, you are handsome today." The outfield hostess waited for him at an advertising wall, "Is this your first Grammy participation today?"

"Yes." Song Ya stood beside her, smiled and waved at the camera lens.

"How do you feel? Are you nervous?"

The hostess asked some safety questions. Song Ya answered one by one. The next singer who stepped on the red carpet has slowly approached, "The last question, who do you think will be the best newcomer this year?"

This should be set by Columbia Records in advance, "Mariah Carey!" Song Ya shouted towards the camera.

After he was done, he entered the concert hall, and his seat was at the back. Nearby were people from Columbia Records. Walt, David Cole and Roberto Clevere were already sitting there.

"It's fine if you don't cooperate with the hype scandal. Anyway, walking the red carpet and holding a actress..."

All three came with his wife. Roberto Klevell, who didn't know his relationship with Mira, smiled and said: "If this goes on, people will be suspected of being gay. What about the girl who filmed your MV last time?"

Knowing the inside story, Walter said: "Don't make trouble with Roberto, he is only sixteen."

David Cole interrupted them and motioned Song Ya to look in the other direction, "They are calling you, go over and say hello."

Several black singers were waving at Song Ya at the other end of the hall.

"It's too early to start, it's okay to say hello in the past." Walter said.

Song Ya got up and walked over, and he recognized one of the few people, the famous East Coast rapper'Daddy Kane', "Yo..." Whether you know it or not, you just go up and punch the other party as soon as you go, "Hey , Boy, don't you know me?" A very stylish old black man sat in his seat, and instead of fisting him, he extended his hand.

Song Ya remembered that the other party was Quincy Jones, one of the top musicians in the country, and one of Michael Jackson's Bole, but then the two seemed to fall out, "How come, it's an honor to meet you, Mr. Jones." He hurried to each other. shake hands.

"OMG, I can't believe this kid came from the slums of Nancheng...Look, he doesn't dress like you upstarts at all."

Quincy Jones looked at Song Ya and joked with the person next to him, "You are from Chicago, and so am I." He said to Song Ya, "Even if we meet today, I will find you when I have a chance.

"Okay, Mr. Jones."

Song Ya had a brief exchange with them and returned to their seats.According to Walter,'Back on the Block' performed by'Kane Big Daddy' and Quincy Jones were shortlisted for this newly established Best Rap Group Award. They have almost no rivals, another newly established Best Rap. Not surprisingly, the singer will fall into the hands of the vocal West Coast rap star MC Hammer. Vanilla Ice was also shortlisted for this award, but he should not be MC Hammer's opponent.

Walter and the others turned the topic to MC Hammer. The guy bought a California mansion worth $12 million last year with hundreds of servants, a dozen luxury cars and thoroughbred horses, and a TV show. , Life is extremely luxurious, all made by Please Hammer Don't Hurt'Em an album, he also brought up the trend of exaggerated flying squirrel pants worn by all black people.

"MC Hammer and Vanilla Bing record one in Capitol and the other in SBK. They are both EMI labels, and they are far ahead of us in the field of rap music." Walter said.

After chatting, the Grammys officially started. Not surprisingly, Quincy Jones and HC Hammer won the awards respectively. After defeating SBK's Wilson sisters and Phillips, Mariah Carey won the Best Newcomer Award. Whitney Houston competed with the high-profile bald female singer Hiny De O'Connor and won the best female pop singer in one fell swoop.

For the first time to participate in the Grammys, she also performed a song on stage, and received a wave of applause. Motura and his Sony Columbia Records did their wish to win a new DIVA.

"I blame you!"

Sony Columbia Records put the Grammy celebration dinner in the banquet hall on the top floor of the World Trade Center. Mariah Carey changed into an evening dress and was radiant. She complained to Song Ya who was devouring, "It’s you who made me choose. In that evening dress, when I sang on stage, the shoulder straps kept falling down, distracting me and the song was not singing well."

"what?"

Song Ya used champagne to deliver the food in his mouth. To prevent accidents during the Grammy Awards, Hayden suggested that he never eat or drink from the afternoon to the evening. As a result, he was thirsty and hungry. Li couldn’t concentrate on the awards at all, so he could only make up for it at the celebration dinner, “You still don’t sing well? Anyway, at my level, I can’t hear anything wrong, okay, you can ask Walter and see them. Disagree."

"I can guess what they will say, nothing more than those few compliments..." Mariah Carey watched Song Ya eat happily, and licked her lips, reaching out to the sashimi covered with top caviar. .

"Mary!" Motula did not let him succeed, and walked over from a distance, "Don't eat, come, and take you to meet a few people."

"It's all your fault." Mariah Carey took Motula's arm and said again to Songya.

"Yeah! Yeah! Blame me."

After Song Ya laughed with Motula, "The people who are here today are all important figures in the music industry. Don't be idle with APLUS." Motula dropped her words and led Mariah Carey to socialize. .

"Is it important?"

Song Ya didn’t feel good about this dinner. The glamorous people came and went, but there were very few big-name singers. The entertainment of record company executives was only on the surface. The big agents were the most enthusiastic. It's a pity that after a few words of the scene, he will inevitably offer to invite songs or cooperate. Song Ya feels that the more he talks with them, the easier it is to offend people, and he can only stay away.

The only agent that interested him was Sandy Glen, who represented MJ, but the other party had a quarrel with MJ’s lawyer Blanca after a few words. Song Ya, who was on the side of the fight, looked stunned. Embarrassed again, had to leave with excuses.

Walter and the others brought his wife, and they all have their own circles in New York, and Song Ya is not too disturbed.

After socializing, Song Ya finally lost her interest, so she had to find a remote corner with a glass of wine and leaned on the glass curtain wall to enjoy the night view of New York.

"Huh!" Mariah Carey saw him and walked over, "You will really pick a place, and I will come to be quiet and quiet. Today is really exhausted. It's more exhausting to socialize with people than to perform at Grammys."

"Congratulations yet, Miss Kelly." Song Ya smiled and handed her the wine in her hand. "Don't worry, I haven't drank it yet."

"Ok."

She took it and took a big sip, "Is it all like a dream, isn't it? I mean I was a waiter in a restaurant a few years ago, and a few years ago..." There was a look of memory in her eyes, "One time we Being driven out by the landlord, my mother had to take us overnight in the laundry room..."

"Isn't your mother the chief of the opera house?" Song Ya hadn't heard the other party say anything about her childhood, only knew that her mother was a famous opera singer.

"Single mother with two children, the income of the opera house is also unstable." She replied.

"It's better than like me, who has been eating relief from childhood to most of the time." Song Ya talked about his experience in the slum area, "Well, don't be miserable, you are now one of the most famous singers in the country, and today I got everything the female singer wanted."

"Yay."

Mariah Carey looked at the night view and pointed to the skyscrapers outside, "Did you know? Looking down from here, I feel like all of New York is under my skirt. I am like...like the Queen of the New York Empire ......" She chuckled as she finished speaking, as if she was a little drunk.

"Yes, it's too high here. Looking from the top down, it really makes people feel like everything is under control."

Song Ya followed her gaze and looked over. He originally wanted to say that you are Queen, so I will be the King here sooner or later, but before I could say it, I realized that I was taking advantage of her, so I could only put the words in my mouth.

The two of them silenced at the same time, looking down at the New York neighborhoods with lights like stars, and the traffic and pedestrians like ants.

In New York

concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothing you can't do

now you're in New York

These streets will make you feel brand new

Big lights will inspire you

let's hear it for New York, New York, New York~