Chicago 1990

"Where is the love, Where is the love......"

Everyone quietly listened to the fresh first version that had just been mixed, and all turned their attention to Song Ya.

"There are some minor flaws, but let's just do it." Song Ya put down the monitor headphones and curled his lips. "Everyone, go to rest first, and come and record the official studio version tomorrow morning."

The tired subordinates breathed a sigh of relief, but the record industry rushed to work like this, "Thank you, APLUS." Common Sense took the opportunity to thank him. Everyone knows how to do it. As a newcomer who just joined A+ Records, I can participate in this. It can be said that I am very lucky to record songs of this level.

"No, take a break as soon as possible, pay attention to the condition of your voice, and bring your agent over tomorrow."

Song Ya fisted with him. If it was not for the sake of rushing to share the workload, he would not bring in Common Sense. This song still belongs to him. Other singers are co-singers, that is, they will feat on the record. After the letter, you will not have most of the rights to the entire song.

"Send this version to radio stations everywhere, especially in Los Angeles."

Song Ya said to Taraji, "Has Hayden arrived in New York?"

"Here." Taraji took out his cell phone to call Hayden, and then went to work on her task.

"Hayden, what did Motula say? Did he watch the WGN news just now?"

"I watched it with him." Hayden replied: "He likes this song very much and agrees to release your first album as quickly as possible."

"Yeah, but the cover will need to be changed, and a question mark will be added to the ground in front of my silhouette to make it prominent."

Song Ya recalled the symbols that appeared in the original MV countless times in his mind, "Cooperate with the mood of my song."

"So the title of this song is right? Put it first on side A?" Hayden asked.

"Yes, I don't know how long this wave of enthusiasm can last. Sony Columbia Records is more professional than us in terms of publicity. You can discuss it with them, but it must be fast!"

"I know!"

Hayden was in New York, Yeremov went to Washington, and Song Ya also left the studio.

The premiere announcement war suddenly began. The newly recruited staff were running together in the chaos, and complaints such as "Why is this document not ready yet" and "Where is my copy?" Song Ya really likes this rough and vibrant atmosphere.

"Mr. APLUS, Mr. APLUS."

Seeing his passing staff greeted him one after another, he was a little tired, and he just nodded casually and walked into the office. There would be new news coming from outside at any time, and he could only make do with sleep in the office.

"call……"

He turned on the radio and lay on a sofa that was much wider and luxurious than the old A+ record. He let out a long sigh of relief.

On the whole, his president’s office maintains the modern and minimalist style of the overall decoration of the A+ record. There is no animal corner or dark solid wood furniture in the old place. The wall is mounted with large posters of several singles he has released and some waves. Pufeng's posters.

The owner’s desk is the furthest away from the door, and behind it is a glass curtain wall overlooking the city of Chicago. The desk is placed on the desk with him and Senate Gore, Donkey Party whips Underwood and his wife, Chicago Mayor’s assistant Michele and his wife, New York City A group photo of Dingkins, Mandela and others, and of course, a group photo with family members.

In the honor corner of the office, he has the Grammy trophy, AMA trophy and other large and small honor certificates. The other is some furnishings such as bookcases, file cabinets, safes, and singing cabinets. The large open areas have not been Filled, so he also made a mini golf course and set it up first.

"My dear." Fergie opened the door lightly and came in. "Don't you think my lyrics are a bit lacking? Just a complete sentence of Where is the love, the love, my love, and the rest are short harmonies. "

"Uh..." Because of time constraints, Song Ya didn't think so much when assigning lyrics at the Chinese restaurant, and only assigned the task according to the part of the original MV that belonged to her. "It's already good, what do you want? Just like the chorus. A few words."

"Give me some RAP part, I have practiced it now..." Fergie learned a few paragraphs, and she did have a look, and her voice was very powerful and recognizable.

"Okay, okay, don't make trouble, I'm tired, let me go to sleep first." Song Ya casually confided, this girl seems to be popular in the future, but she has changed the course of history, is it possible to have a counterproductive effect on her?

"Perhaps put him together in the original MV?" Song Ya muttered in his heart. In fact, the black lead singer in the original MV has a familiar feeling to him, but he just can't remember where he has seen it, "If I Just know how to draw, draw all the portraits in the Apocalypse MV, and then secretly find and sign into the A+ record?"

He planned silently in his heart.

"Huh." Fergie was also tired, she slid into Song Ya's arms and started a small temper half-truth.

Song Ya hugged her fleshy, and didn't speak any more.

"This song is so awesome, Awesome! Great! Except for MJ's We are the world, I thought of any other song that could rival him, and this song belongs to hip-hop, belongs to rap..."

Accompanied by big A's numbing flattery, the two slowly fell asleep.

"APLUS, APLUS?"

He was awakened by Taraji in a low voice, "Hush?" He carefully put Fergie lying on his body aside, and walked out with Taraji.

In Yeremov's propaganda office, two male employees, who are also his old subordinates, are watching TV news.

"In order to resolve the riots in Los Angeles as soon as possible, and to please the people, the commander announced that the Rodney King trial will resume. Do you think this is in line with the law?"

On the CUU TV station, which is inclined to donkey party, the host is asking professional guests for advice.

"of course not."

The guest said: “The re-prosecution of convicted police officers violates the prohibition of double punishment. The Fifth Amendment stipulates that no one may suffer life and body harm twice due to the same criminal act. The Seventh Amendment stipulates that unless in accordance with According to customary law, the federal court cannot re-examine the facts determined by the jury. Specifically, in criminal cases, the verdict of acquittal made by the jury cannot be changed. Of course, it can be prosecuted again on civil charges."

"So Amerika's leadership is unconstitutional, isn't it?" The host is like a treasure.

"Almost so." The guest replied.

"What do you mean almost?" the host asked.

"Unless he invokes some special cases in extreme situations, such as 1922..."

"The case of 1922?" The host interrupted the guests. "The commander has already invoked the uprising bill more than a hundred years ago by letting the army into California. Something of order? He has done nothing to vote for."

"There is no way, our legal system supports the invoking of precedents. This time the situation can also be regarded as extreme..."

"But in the final analysis, the reason for the formation of this riot is that the people at the bottom have no income and no means of making a living, right?" The host interrupted the guest again, "Let us hear what the Governor of Arkansas, one of the Donkey Party candidates, said about this. Riot."

The picture shows a talented governor of Arkansas, "In the final analysis, the problem lies in the economy. Our economy has not improved. The number of unemployed people is increasing, economic opportunities and social institutions are collapsing. This is caused by the ruling Elephant Party government. The city has declined more than ten times. Years."

"The commander seems to be a bit bad," said a clerk in the office.

"Indeed, he was completely at a loss. The image of Mr. Governor introduced by the Donkey Party is very good." Another person asked Song Ya, "Boss, FOX played the video tape you sent over two hours ago. But Taraji told us not to Bother you to rest."

He rips out the recorded news, "Okay, the above is the news content. Next we will play a song, from Chicago, from APLUS, which is very thought-provoking." The serious FOX host finished the broadcast and started playing WGN to help. The edited live version of Where is the love.

The music sounded, first of all the devastated aerial footage of Los Angeles, and then the crowd holding candles and lighters at Clark Street. With the singing of Song Ya and others, crying women and children, and thugs who beat innocent passersby, swept from the shop. The looting rogue flashes back and forth scene after scene, with music, it is very infectious.

"FOX seems to have re-edited some parts, they are much more skilled than WGN." An employee said.

"Yeah." Song Ya was almost touched by himself on the TV screen, "I can just change it to the MV of this song." He thought to himself.

"Where is the love, where is the love." The screen returned to the studio, and the host muttered to himself, "It is said that after the seventeen-year-old APLUS witnessed everything in the past few days, he spent only ten minutes in the Chinese restaurant. Just finished this song, amazing genius. We, ourselves, can re-examine ourselves like this seventeen-year-old genius, and no longer blame everything on others and the lover around us, Blame another race, blame your neighbor, blame life, blame the boss..."

"Puff." Song Ya laughed directly when he heard the phrase'weird leader'.