Chicago 1990

Derry’s new album, The Chronic, was not as popular as Escobe’s The Predator when it was released. It ranked third on the weekly album chart, but it was much higher in music reviews. This album is known as a representative of the gangster funk style. A mature benchmark.Among the two title songs, Snoop Dogg's unique gangster flow also makes up for the shortcomings of Derry's voice not catching ears.

Two days ago, 2PAC officially entered the crew of'Justins Who Write Poems' as the male lead. The director is a thriving block boy director. His debut is John Singleton, who has won two Oscar nominations. The female lead is famous. DIVA Jenny Jackson, sister of MJ.

2PAC will also release his second album'Strictly My NIGGAZ' in February. The single released earlier is also well received, especially in the lower-class black group, because the lyrics are much more'ruthless' than Drey.

Suddenly, the death row record rises at the speed of light, and the owner Sugnet is infinite. On the one hand, he coordinated with Los Angeles singers such as Escobe, Dre, and 2PAC to add pacifism calling for the blood gang, the lame gang and other gangs to truce into the lyrics and MV. Content, while following Derui's promotion itinerary, contacting local hip-hop labels everywhere, trying to build his own Chicago conference.

And another annoying guy brags that Dad also started to make trouble. He set up a small music company called Bad Boy Records under Alistar Records. At the same time, he signed some new Harlem rappers and blocked him. The fat man Biggie who survived a few bullets was also among them. I heard that he also tried to dig up old friends Dave Hall, Jodici and Mary Blige from the Uptown Records that fired him twice.

Because LAFACE Records is also under the banner of Alista Records, BABYFACE called in the morning to apologize, saying that he did not know this behavior of the senior company executives.

"Follow them! Anyway, it's still too early for my next album. I'm also separated from the gang. I have tens of millions of cash in hand. It doesn't make sense to go to trouble with these guys, as long as they don't mess with me..."

His mind was slopping, "APLUS? APLUS?!" Xue Linfen called him "wake up", "What are you looking at? Did you hear what I said?"

"Nothing, huh, where did you talk?"

Xue Linfen seemed to think she was staring at her in a daze, with the little pride that a woman always has on her face, but she was not covered up and revealed, "I ask you what the hell is the nightclub in Harlem."

"It's all rumors."

Song Ya would not say this in front of Charis's female attendant, "I went on stage to battle with someone, and then the gunfire rang..."

He casually explained a few words, "Oh, yes, old Mike, give it to me." He changed the subject and took out a few books from the bag and bought them according to the book list listed by the other party.

"Thank you."

She took the book and picked up an anthology of Hanshan poems. "Wow, it's Burton Watson's version. I have only seen Schneider's Hanshan poems before, and Kailuak's long essays."

Song Ya knows that the West’s perspective on Chinese culture is very different from his own, so Chinese courses cannot simply be crushed all the way. For example, Han Shan, a poet and monk in the Tang Dynasty, the people here, especially the generation who fell during the Vietnam War. After learning about him and his poems from the book, he highly praised him, even to the point of being a spiritual idol. Kailuak wrote the words “dedicated to Han Shanzi” on the title page of his novel “The Beggar”.

Li Du is a young literary and artistic youth who pretends to be interested in Eastern culture, who doesn't know what Li Du, but he must know Han Shan.

As a literary and artistic young woman under the influence of rock and hippie culture, Xue Linfen is naturally the same, "If your heart was like mine, You'd get it and be right here." She turned a page, and read it with eloquence on the spot. After one sentence, "It's so beautiful." She sighed.

"Uh..." Song Ya thought about it for a long time, feeling like the sentence'If your heart is like me, you still get it', so he read it out directly in Chinese.

Now the two have a common language. After discussing Hanshan poetry for a while, the more they talk, the more harmonious the atmosphere.

"Would you like something to eat? APLUS?"

Charis came over and asked, "We have asked for pizza these days, it's vegetarian."

"No, I should go." Song Ya looked at his watch and stood up, "Are you still used to here?"

"Except for Chicago, it's good to be away from the hustle and bustle of Hollywood and snobbery." Xue Linfen must be very accustomed to living. You can tell by looking at her mood.

"I've never lived in such a cold place, but we usually stay here and don't go anywhere." Charisi leaned weakly against the wall of the aisle in the doorway, her expression rather sad.

"Should I ask someone to take you and your friends out to play?"

Song Ya knew that Xue Linfen would definitely not be able to walk around, and Charis, who was not well-known, would be fine, "I think you are suffocating yourself if you are not sick."

Charis pursed her lips without answering.

"Then it's settled."

Song Ya smiled politely as she passed her. Now he doesn't catch a cold for the girl, but he has to say that his face is really pretty, he is tall, he has a good body, and his legs are long...

"Goodbye, APLUS." Staring at Charisy up and down, Xue Linfen waved goodbye to him on the sofa.

"worship."

Song Ya left. Although he was taking classes near Hyde Park, he didn't want to move back to rob a room with Tony. He went back to Highland Park. Now only Amy Adams is the hostess of the huge mansion.

Tell Amy and the others about Xue Linfen, "When you have time, you can take Charis and her friends around Chicago to go to places where girls like to go, but before their check results come out, you Pay attention to self-protection."

"Where? A Magnificent Mile?" When there is no notice, Amy Adams rarely goes out, and occasionally goes to Macy's Magnificent Mile.

"It's up to you. If you don't, please ask the big A for help. He is better than me in Chicago."

Speaking of the big A, Song Ya turned on the radio easily.

'APLUS is my brother, he will be back, trust me.That shit university can't shut him down, wait for him to feel fresh...'

"This guy, what are you talking about!"

Song Ya picked up his cell phone and wanted to call him and scold him, think about it, let it go, forget it, just let him as long as he doesn't cause trouble for himself.

"Taraji, come."

Go back to the room, open the book, and begin to earnestly complete the study task. Taraji, who has studied at university, can provide some guidance for the time being. He crackled on the keyboard and began to write a reading summary. All these must be submitted to the instructor or teaching assistant for review, almost Write every day.

However, the teaching quality of Taraji's traditional black university is worrying, and she studied acting, so most of the time she can only teach Song Ya some knowledge of writing format.

In this way, unknowingly, the calm and boring university life entered the second half of January. Song Ya was quite happy in it. He didn't listen to things outside the window. The three courses became more comfortable and he was able to learn more. He plans to do it again next school season. Report one more.

"Goodbye dear." Amy Adams handed the suitcase he had packed to Mavota, and then sent Song Ya to the door.

Fergie ended the MV shooting and returned to Highland Park, just in time to head to Los Angeles to attend the AMA awards ceremony.

During this period of time, Charis and her two attendants followed Amy to go wild in Chicago. According to Amy, the girl especially liked to try bars, nightclubs and other places that were not allowed under 21 years old, relying on big A They often sneak in quietly, drinking and having fun until late at night.

"I'll be back in two days."

Song Ya said goodbye to her and went out with Fergie, who was holding her hand. This time, she would stay in Los Angeles a little longer. In addition to meeting MJ in advance, he also had to ask about London Bridge's editing.

"Boss, Miss Fergie..."

On the flight, Yeremov asked the two of them: "Do you have anything to add to the publicity plan that Sony Columbia Records and I made together?"

"Okay, I'll confirm it again. London Bridge will release singles on March 1st and hit the charts simultaneously, and then Miss Fergie will enter a high-intensity announcement rhythm. On March 27th, Miss Fergie will have the same name on her birthday. Sony Columbia Records is responsible for the first release of the first album. The second-line resources, see London Bridge's rankings fluctuate..."

Fergie leaned in his arms, rarely quiet, neither of them took the initiative to speak, but snuggled up to listen to Yeremov's nagging.

"In the hype during the charting and publicity period, Miss Fergie will have a few rounds of DISS with Lisa, a member of the TLC group of LAFACE Records. The boss and BABYFACE have a good relationship, and everyone can control things in the same way. Ms. Fergie, you must pay attention to your words, don’t say anything that goes online, otherwise this matter will be broken, and the boss will not be able to explain to BABYFACE. There will also be such restrictions on Lisa."

"The emotional drama is still the old way. Fergie, you and the boss are separated and combined again. This time I am going to add a girlfriend to pry the corner plot, so that outsiders will be more inclined to sympathize with you, and thus be more willing to do it for you. Paying for the record is also an improvement to Amy’s reputation and a win-win situation. It doesn’t matter if the boss suffers a bit. Anyway, it’s like this, and the fan loyalty is also high, and it’s been a long time since I went to school to appear in the media."

After Yeremov finished, Song Ya glanced at Fergie, who was in a daze outside the porthole, a trace of melancholy surged in his heart. Perhaps, the two people's plans are similar, and this is the answer to the phrase'Junxin' What if it's like me?

"Yes, just do that." He nodded.