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Donovan said: "But there is still no need to give the outside world the impression that you are working with the white people against Quincy Jones."

Song Ya is very aware of the sensitive psychology of the black community, “Quincy Jones’ current actions are secret, right? If I make the purchase intention public first, then the moral pressure will be transferred to the other side, and they will participate in the bidding later. When the news comes out, the black community will think it’s them.” He said, “I just pretend to be ignorant. After all, they didn’t plan to play with me, and they didn’t even bother to say hello in advance.”

"This idea is okay, but you need to be careful if you want to deal with it," Donovan said.

"Taraji, let Yeremov prepare a party, carnival style, I want to invite people from the New York black music scene, for the reason... just say that I am going to canvass for the next awards season."

Song Ya called NAS again and called him over.

Several people converged in the study and roughly discussed an invitation list.

"I will reveal something at the party, and then you will help me pick up a few words." He needs a support, NAS is the perfect candidate, "Help me find some beautiful girls."

"No problem, your business is mine."

NAS beat his chest and agreed, "I heard some bad rumors about your APLUS..." He said, "I heard that GD won't guarantee you and Lori again in the future?"

The news was finally spread to New York, "Almost, it's not a bad thing, brother. GD takes the initiative to separate the relationship with us so that we can save a lot of trouble from law enforcement agencies."

In the face of hip-hop circles, Song Ya can only imply that he still has ties with GD. It is estimated that Lori's rhetoric will be similar.

"Okay." NAS expressed understanding. "It's true that the atmosphere in New York has been a bit abnormal recently, and the police are much more active than before."

Even if Dingkins is stupid and sticks to multiculturalism, he should wake up that the key to his next re-election is law and order. It is normal for the New York police to take action. However, he dare not attack the African Americans. Not necessarily.

"But let me say a word in advance. The New York hip-hop circle doesn't think highly of your party, because you never provide'good goods'." NAS said: "They think you are a boring person."

"FXXK, I won't touch that kind of thing, don't count on them."

Song Ya will not get poisoned. In order to prevent the hip-hop singers from bringing something like that, he also specially asked Old Mike and Mavota to be vigilant.

"But I am very happy that you can tell me this. I need to hear what others really think of me. The more the better."

Send NAS away. That night, he and Hayden went to see Shirley Fleming, and the other party met on Broadway.

"Hello, Ms. Fleming."

In the VIP box on the second floor of the theater, Song Ya met Shirley Fleming. There was also an old white man with her, who should be a close friend, "Mr. Barenboi." After being introduced, Song Ya shook hands politely.

"This person seems to be the next music director of the Chicago Symphony Orchestra, a world-renowned pianist and conductor." Hayden found an opportunity and whispered in Song Ya's ear to remind him, "Just waiting to take Solti's class. Up."

Song Ya immediately stood in awe. The Chicago Symphony Orchestra is one of the top five symphony orchestras in the United States, and it is also among the top in the world. Solti is a great figure in contemporary classical music, and the person who can take his class must be a master. .

"I created a short symphony, and the video tape happened to be brought together. It was performed by the school orchestra and choir. Mr. Barenboi, can you provide me with some guidance?"

He asked Hayden to take out the videotape that he wanted to impress Shirley Fleming from his bag and hand it to Barenboi.

The other's mouth moved, and he took the video tape, "I will watch it," he said politely.

"Then let's take a seat first." Shirley Fleming is still the arrogant Upper East Side, unable to see the embarrassment of Song Ya again after being fired by Litman.

Barenboi nodded to the two of them and sat down beside her, Song Ya and Hayden had to sit behind them.

A theater attendant brought small binoculars to the four of them. The outer shell was made of metal and very beautiful.

"About American Music Magazine..."

Song Ya wanted to have a chat with the two before the opening, "Shhh." Shirley Fleming put her index finger in front of her mouth, "Shall we talk after watching the performance?" Then she turned her head and looked at the stage intently.

Song Ya raised his eyebrows and looked at each other helplessly with Hayden.

Today is a new musical, Miss Saigon, adapted from the classic song Madame Butterfly, which has been well received since its premiere on Broadway last year.

As the auditorium lights dimmed, a group of exposed Asian actresses appeared in the center of the stage.

The play was set in the latter part of the Vietnam War and began with a dialogue between local prostitutes and pimps serving the Mi Army.

"You are my first American man." The actors sang.

Mi Jun appeared afterwards, and the actresses scratched their heads at them, making various suggestive actions very bold.

Song Ya frowned.

The music is very good and the actors sing very well, especially the heroine, but he still feels a little uncomfortable. All the Vietnamese in the play want to go to the United States. The Asian female protagonist loves the white male protagonist with a wife to death. , Willing to give everything and finally died in love, this plot is difficult to make him like.Although the play reflects on the style of the U.S. army in the Vietnam War and its colonial mentality, the perspective is still centered on the West or U.S.

"Don't you like it?" Barenboi asked after turning around.

Song Ya didn't know when he observed his expression when sitting in the front row, "I don't understand it yet. This is the first time I have watched a musical in its entirety, Mr. Barenboi." He casually said. Handle.

"No one will dislike it."

Shirley Fleming didn’t realize what the two were talking about. She was still immersed in the plot and tears filled her eyes. “It’s a pity that this play didn’t win the Tony Award for Best Musical. Only Leah Salonga won. The best actress."

"Surnamed Salonga?" Song Ya thought she was from East Asian when she saw the hostess's face.

"Well, Filipino."

The actors all went back to the stage to give their congratulations. Everyone stopped talking and Song Ya followed them and began to applaud.

"Ms. Fleming, since you are willing to see me so soon, I don't think you object to our cooperation, do you?"

After the scene, and finally being able to talk about business, Song Ya asked Shirley Fleming.

"I don't think I have a choice, am I?"

Shirley Fleming glanced at him, "I heard that your income last year was more than 30 million?"

"Uh, that doesn't mean I can spend so much money."

It seems that the income statistics of the financial magazine are coming out soon. Song Ya asked in return: "So, we started to discuss the details of cooperation, right?

Several people walked to the outer clothing store while chatting. Barenboie took the coat very gently and helped Shirley Fleming to put it on.

Shirley Fleming acquiesced, "Liitman destroyed that magazine and he doesn't deserve it, but how can you guarantee that you don't do the same thing as him?"

"I am a musician. Although I am nothing in front of the mountains of classical music, I am still a musician. I clearly expressed it when I first met, right? I also reminded you of Lit Man was a simple businessman, but you didn't trust me at that time."

He gestured to Barenboi, "When Mr. Barenboi sees my symphony, he will understand. I also have ideas about classical music. I am not a pure pop star. Huh?" He noticed Barenboi had his hands empty, and the tape was gone.

"Uh, I seem to have forgotten it..." Barenboi fumbled around for a while, a little embarrassed.

"I'll get it." Hayden turned back and walked into the theater.

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