Chicago 1990

At the end of September, Beautiful Girls finally fell to third place on the B list after the second card in seven weeks, ending this embarrassing record.

Song Ya and the MV film crew of Show me the money arrived at an abandoned factory on the outskirts of the city.

This song does not have the original version, only the group dance scenes in the movie, and there is no MV. The main content is the switching of ballet and hip-hop scenes. Of course, it cannot be used directly. However, after Song Ya communicated with the director, screenwriter and others, he took a few major Elements such as abandoned factory buildings, ballet, hip-hop dance, street graffiti, night scene shooting, etc. are all retained, and only the ballet group dance part of the dance practice room is deleted.

Only Amy Adams was still wearing a ballet suit at the shooting scene. The dancers around her were all dressed up in street hip-hop style. Larry liked this kind of star-shaped but contrasting effect.

"not bad……"

Song Ya sits far in front of her exclusive vanity car. There are comfortable seats, bodyguards, coffee and tea sets, and no one is here to bother. Anyway, the treatment that A coffee star should have is the same now. "Why not start? ?"

He saw that all the equipment personnel and the water spray trucks that made the rain effect were all in place, the professionals switched on and off the water gun several times to adjust the effect, a few spotlights turned on to illuminate the scene, and the street artists in charge of graffiti also set the last few points on the wall. With the pen outlined, Larry and the others are already in place behind the camera, and Anne Fletcher is making the final communication with Amy Adams and other dancers.

"Waiting for Dile."

Taraji sitting next to him took a sip of coffee comfortably. While talking, Dile’s car turned into the outskirts of the set, and Dile, who was wearing a neat shirt and trousers, hurriedly got out of the car.

"Dilai, you were caught by me, playing big cards!"

Song Ya put his hands around his mouth and shouted a joke with him.

Dile smiled and raised his middle finger to this side, ran to his vanity and began to take off his pants. The costumer quickly helped put the hip-hop style T-shirt on his head. After just a few minutes, a The image of a successful white-collar worker becomes a street hip-hop singer.

"Quick! Quick!" The makeup artist poked his head out of the van and urged Dile in.

Song Ya's smile was on the corner of his lips. Dile has gradually begun to stay away from rap and even music production. More and more, he put his career focus on another identity, the general manager of A+ Audio Company.Two days ago, Song Ya had a good chat with him. He was very worried that Song Ya would have ideas about his 5% A+ audio after three years of profit and 15% of his equity after five years of profit. Song Ya Once again, as he promised, as long as he can manage A+ audio properly, he will not go back on his promise.

Firstly, this is the agreement made by the two in black and white. The cost of Song Ya's repentance is very high. Secondly, it is Song Ya's inspiration from the apocalypse to put his eyes on the surround sound direction, but DTS's business is Dilai He had a big share of the credit for what was negotiated.

"He's getting fat," Taraji said.

"Yes." Song Ya also noticed it, but it was Dile's personal business, and he didn't intend to beak.

Dile came out with makeup and ran to Larry Na, "Add a little more edges and corners to his face, speed, I'm waiting here." Larry sent him back to the vanity car, "Turn off a light! "Larry shouted.

The spotlight at the scene was turned off, and the light dimmed.

Dile appeared again, this time Larry nodded, "Start when you are ready," he announced.

"The first scene of the first act!" The recorder hit the board, and the prelude to Show me the money sounded.

"This?is?definitely?the?wickedest?thing?I?ever?hear?in?my?life!"

Amy Adams and the dancers are the background of this scene. She is wearing a close-fitting white tight ballet suit and is doing a one-legged spin in position C. The other dancers are hip-hop dancers with a new style. Dile holds a microphone in her hand. With hip-hop gestures, he shouted at the close camera.

"Ka, let's adjust, the dancers behind go forward, then forward." Larry began to make fine adjustments, "Dila, the expression is a bit more fierce..."

Even if we practiced together for a long time under the guidance of Anne Fletcher, it seems that everyone is still relatively unfamiliar. The first act is all based on Dile, which may take a long time. This is normal. Things are always difficult at first of.

"I thought you would choose that South African girl in the final round of auditions."

Taraji simply chatted. A few days ago, in the final round of Want to Want Me audition, Song Ya did not choose Charis Theron, but chose the black supermodel Tyra Banks.

"She shouldn't have appeared in the final round of auditions. Her performance in the second round was seen by all the girls who came to the audition. It was Yeremov who was misunderstood by my actions that day. He wanted to please me, but I really just wanted to simply help her that day and let her complete that action without being too embarrassed." Song Ya replied.

"hypocritical!"

Taraji ruthlessly punctured his cliché, "If you really are a fair boss who chooses people according to ability, then Amy Adams shouldn't be in the C position today."

"What's the relationship between Amy and me?" Song Ya likes this thin and silly blonde girl, and she gets along with the unscheming girl very easily. "She and the South African girl are just two extremes."

"Hehe, it's not because the South African girl didn't give her a hug, right? And Tyra Banks entered your room after the audition..." Taraji continued to ruthlessly prod her.

"Uh, ahem, it's really not like that. The South African girl's performance in the final audition is also average. She is not tempting enough to twist and is far inferior to Tyra."

Song Ya's face blushed, and Tyra did follow his office back and forth after the audition, and then gave him a good service.This kind of girl who has been rolling in the model circle for many years is very mobile. In order to achieve her goal, they did not hide, remember that she was wearing the super-exposing lace underwear during the audition at the time, under the surprised and playful gaze of the A+ record staff, Following him closely, he pushed open the door that was about to close.

"That kind of woman, haha... I hope you take protective measures."

Taraji sneered.

"Don't you worry about me?" Song Ya glanced at her, and his assistant seemed a little angry, "You have something wrong lately, Taraji, who always rolls his eyes and complains at me, and likes to mock me with gleeful misfortune. Seriously, do you have a big opinion of me?"

"What do you mean?" Taraji asked back: "The South African girl was very lonely when she left. You acted as if you deliberately gave her a very big hope, and then waited until the last moment to break this hope fiercely. Throw it into the gutter on the street, and don't forget to smile contemptuously at her."

"Why do you speak for her? Don't you hate her? You were the one who said how embarrassed she came to Chicago."

Song Ya looked at her meaningfully and asked.

"It might be sympathy for the loser," Taraji replied.

"I didn't think so much. I was too busy. I just took a breath these days. I will start to take care of the big barn chemical industry in early October. I really didn't think so much. Tyra is of African descent. Use her It can make me feel better in the African-American group, and save the old DJs who always attack me for giving blondes and white girls a chance, and Tyra's expressiveness really crushes the South African girl."

Song Ya took out an exquisite jewelry box that had been prepared earlier, and handed it to Taraji. "Besides, since the South African girl has repeatedly rejected my suggestions, then I will give her a fair chance to compete. The reality is that she has no competition. After Tyra, she lost, it's that simple."

"It's that simple?"

"It's that simple."

Taraji shook the box. "What's inside?"

"I bought your little gift. Please be nice to me in the future." Song Ya put his hands together and joked.

Taraji shook his head, pouted hard to suppress the happy smile, and opened the box. Inside was a beautiful ruby ​​pendant necklace.

"Why do you like to give women necklaces so much?"

Taraji placed the necklace in front of her neck and gestured, "There is nothing new." She put it on the necklace, and then kept stroking the huge ruby ​​pendant, her eyes floating towards the small table in front of the two of them. Find a mirror.

"Should you give me a ring?" Song Ya smiled: "Don't look for it, it matches you. I told Hayden carefully what I want to buy. I don't need to question my eyes on the necklace."

"Hmph, I'm really sad for your poor imagination, there are so many things to send, such as watches."

Taraji stretched out his wrist and gestured before his eyes.

"Pay attention, this necklace is not cheap, give it back to me if you don't like it." Song Ya tried to grab it.

"Like it." Taraji hurriedly protected him, "You are too good at making girls happy, boss, but you haven't answered my question."

"What's the problem? Necklace? Maybe it's for this reason."

Song Ya thought for a while, stretched out her finger to hook the necklace around her neck, and then pulled it slightly toward her.

"I knew, you guy who wants to control your watch!"

Taraji's mouth is still hard, but his head has been obediently followed the direction of his hand and buried deeply.

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