Chicago 1990

The next day, also the last day of mv shooting, after finishing all the shooting, Song Ya called the girl to the dressing room.?a`

"Still angry about what happened yesterday?" He approached the girl, his eyes bright.

"No, I'm not as stingy as you think."

The girl responded boldly to his gaze, but stepped back.

With her back against the wall, Song Ya stretched out her index finger and hooked her chin, "Don't you want to leave a memorial for each other before returning to South America?"

Her expression became a little lost in an instant, and she shook her head to avoid it, "That's it? Are you too lazy to even coax girls?"

"Uh……"

Song Ya felt that she felt too sure, maybe she was really anxious, "Sorry, you are beautiful Shakira, I think I have been completely fascinated by you..."

"late."

The girl bowed her head, took advantage of her short head, got under his stout arm against the wall, ran to the door, and said, "You think you know the girls who are covered by your star halo. You think I and you are The same kind of person, but you are wrong..."

"Oh?" Song Ya didn't understand what the other party meant for a while.

"You are the boss, I don't doubt it, but you have to show me your skills." She said, her waist like a water snake twisted in demonstration.

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"You mean, one mv heroine is not enough?" Song Ya asked with a smile.

"Can you not take all the girls so utilitarian?" The answer was wrong, she seemed really angry, opened the door and ran away.

Song Ya stared at the empty door for a few seconds, then followed out.

The dancers outside had just finished taking a group photo, and many people were still not satisfied with the short mv shooting. Under the direction of Anne Fletcher, they began to dance casually.

The girl also ran into the center of the'dance floor', joined in smoothly and naturally, and began to twist to the music.

Seeing this scene, Song Ya's brain buzzed, not because the flesh in his mouth flew, but because he got the apocalypse again.

Seems to be a movie clip?In the movie, young men and women are on the stage, performing a mix of modern and hip-hop dances to the apocalyptic music called boutit, which is very close to the current choreography style of Anne Fletcher.In the center of the stage, the male protagonist's style is hip-hop, while the female protagonist is ballet and modern, but the two styles are mixed together, but they have achieved a very wonderful blending effect, and the stage performance is amazing.

On the screen, it is very close to the showthemoney style he got before.

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He listened to the apocalyptic music, and he probably understood the girl's mind.

"Everybody! aplus!" Seeing him rushing into the'dance floor', Tony immediately began to create the atmosphere loudly.

He stood beside Shakira, took a deep breath, learned the dance steps of the hero in the movie clip, and started to jump.

His dancing skills are not as good as the white male protagonist in the movie, but relying on his powerful muscles to jump to the music, a series of movements are not bad, "ho!" Annie Fletcher saw his dance steps, eyes excited Shine, take the lead and start cheering.

Just like the king and queen in the prom, when they jumped later, except for Shakira, the others gradually couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the two of them. They gradually dispersed wittily, surrounded the two, clapping and cheering.

"Don't move." Song Ya took the opportunity to say.

"What?" Shakira, who was jumping, hadn't reacted yet, she was put her big hand on her waist, and then raised it directly...

The beautiful lifting motion made the atmosphere at the highest point. The girl laughed and stretched her limbs in the air and performed a ballet movement. Then Song Ya let go. She let out an exclamation in the process of free fall, and Song Ya was caught in the air. Catch, lower.

The girl's dance savvy and explosive power were amazing. After another move, she immediately jumped into Song Ya's arms and hooked his thigh with one foot. The two remained motionless in the classic double tango ending pose.

"You are great! Alex!" Tony threw the bull cap on his head into the air.

The studio was boiling.

The two were still looking at each other affectionately, "Have you seen my special skill?" Song Ya asked in a low voice.

"Okay, I saw it, but they are all watching." The girl's breath kept rising and falling after strenuous exercise in her arms. She smiled shyly and looked at the people around her, as well as those girls' jealous eyes.

"Follow them, I am the boss."

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Song Ya hugged the princess directly, and the two returned to the dressing room.

"She went back to South America?"

Song Ya, who had tasted the girl's first duet dance, returned to the hotel, but still had more thoughts. That little motor, tut.

"Well, I should have boarded the plane half an hour ago." Taraji came over and saw that he was altering the staff on the staff. "Inspired again?"

"Yeah." The Apocalypse plug-in is reliable!

"Fart, Huaxingui."

Taraji threw a document onto his manuscript, "Alicia asked me to give it to you."

"what?"

Song Ya picked up this document. It turned out that the dts round A financing was almost completed. Terry Beard made some concessions. He released 22% of the shares. Spielberg personally got 100% as he wished. Of the twenty, David Geffin is five percent, and Jeffrey Katzenberg is two percent.

The company is valued at 15 million yuan, Spielberg put out 3 million real gold and silver into dts company, David Geffin and Jeffrey Katzenberg also contributed money in each case.

"In other words, my shares have been diluted to 15%? (Actually, the algorithm is far more complicated than this model, so I just write it simply for easy understanding)"

Song Ya's default bottom line is 12%. He is not dissatisfied. He dials Alicia and says, "For a good job, you will get the 3% related rewards, as we said in advance. "

"I also helped you defend the anti-dilution rights of round b." Alicia said.

"I saw it, thank you Alicia, you did a great job." Song Ya complimented.

"Spielberg invited you to a party at his Beverly Hills house for two days. I have attached the invitation letter to the back of the document." Alicia reminded.

Song Ya turned to the end of the document, and sure enough, there was a rectangular and exquisite invitation letter, which stated the nature of the party, "Fancy Dress Party", and could bring a female companion.

"You are very good, Alicia." Song Ya played the invitation letter, very satisfied with the results of her work, even somewhat unexpectedly satisfied.

"Then I'll be back to Chicago tonight." Alicia said.

Song Ya was a little surprised, "Are you in such a hurry? I'm still thinking of asking you to have a meal and talk about something."

"Next time you have a chance. In Chicago, you haven't seen Will for a long time?" Alicia is helping Will maintain the relationship again.

Oh, brother Peter, you...in short, be strong.

"Well, I'll talk about it back to Chicago."

Song Ya put down the phone, looked at the invitation letter, picked up the phone and dialed Halle's phone.

"Wait, I have known Halle for so long, and she hasn't brought me even an apocalypse song..."

A thought came to my mind. Even Shakira, who I know not long ago, brought herself a song today, and she didn’t even fart after dating Hallie for so long. Is it necessary to always help her?I have helped enough...

He hesitated.

Who else can you bring?Thinking about it one by one, Cassidy was urged back to Chicago by his father's phone call, Fergie was also in Chicago, Mariah Carey was in New York, Shakira had just returned to South America, in Los Angeles...

The figure of that tall blond sweet girl appeared in his mind again.

"No, take the best girl who wants to go to Hollywood but refused to sign with my agency and bring it to the top director’s party like Spielberg. Isn’t it home delivery? After all, I have no influence in Hollywood. Which director or movie star hooked her finger at her..."

He shook his head. "Let's inform Hallie." He said to Taraji.