Chicago 1990

3DFX was a blockbuster at the exhibition. I heard Jimmy say that when he came to California, the individuals and institutions who wanted to participate in the initial investment were all around. Some people even directly sent a check to their company address in San Jose, and they could cash it before talking about the details. The venture capital contract matter.

"What do you think?" Song Ya asked, "Will they accept my investment? How much money do you think you can get more shares?"

"Uh...I don't know what graphics accelerator card..."

Jimmy asked, "Can some experts go to San Jose with me?"

"Let's find Dilai." 3DFX has great potential. Song Ya doesn't want to ask other friends in the industry to help, "Let him send someone to you."

Hung up the phone, "APLUS! APLUS! APLUS!" The urging sound of the mountain whistling and tsunami came into my ears, waiting for the busy makeup artist and stylist around him to make it right, he left the backstage and returned to the center of the stage.

The cheers were deafening. Several diehard fans in the front row hugged their heads and burst into tears on the spot, "I love you!" The girls screamed loudly, waving the light sticks in their hands desperately.

He cooperated with Dow for a small concert in Los Angeles. It was considered one of the endorsement tasks. The scale was not much larger than previous fan clubs, but there were many formalities. It was also his first concert to sell tickets, and the average price was only two. Ten dollars, five light sticks were included with the ticket. Nearly five thousand tickets were sold out within a few days after the sale. Dow sponsored MTV to prepare for direct live shows during the concert during the joint recording period.

This is also the first time he has held a concert, and the decision with Dow and Sony Columbia Records was made hastily. In order not to make the scene too monotonous, the performing arts company hired dancers who have worked with me in my life to help with the dancers. What I dance is also what I have practiced in my life.

"Friends of LA! I love you!"

Wearing a long-sleeved T-shirt and jeans, he threw his hat off the stage and held the upright microphone coolly, "BeautifulGirls!"

The audience was already a sea of ​​glow sticks. People continued to scream. A girl riding on her boyfriend's shoulder grabbed the hat and almost passed out on the spot.

"You'rewaytoobeautifulgirl..."

When the accompaniment sounded, he began to sing. This time I chose the A+ album and danced the eight songs from the soundtrack of my life that are not difficult and are relatively popular. In the middle, Al will help with the scenes and the help part of the hip-hop songs.

"The last song, BeWhatYouWannaBe, welcome children..."

BeWhatYouWannaBe and the B-gang won for two consecutive weeks. In the third week, he encountered the strong challenge of I'llMakeLoveToYou from BoyzIIman, a frequentist of the singles. His main goal now is to keep the top spot in the third week.

The Chicago Children's Choir filed into the stage, "doctor, actor, lawyerorasinger..."

Catchy inspirational songs flowed, thousands of viewers were relaxed, and the glow sticks in their hands were played with a Mexican wave effect, forming a gentle ocean of colored lights under the night sky of Los Angeles.

"Thank you! Thank you for having you!"

At the end of the song, he stared down at the stage, couldn't help being a little moved, and bowed deeply.

"Encore, Encore! APLUS! APLUS!"

Backstage, the audience still unwilling to leave, shouting in unison.

"Go out and sing one more."

The acting manager happily came over and pleaded: "Your fans are very hungry, APLUS, your typhoon is also very likable."

"Yes, maybe you can play two more games in Chicago and Detroit at the end of the year." Dow's entourage also laughed: "The workers will like it."

"What are you singing? SayGoodbye?" Song Ya asked.

"Don't..." Linda thought for a while. "Why don't you dance the end of my life?"

"Okay, I'll discuss it with the dancers.

Song Ya walked to the big dressing room where the dancers took a break, "Hey, everyone, shall we add another song?"

Accompanied by BoutIt's strong accompaniment, Song Ya and the dancers rushed back to the stage, and he prepared a new hat to wear on his head handsomely during the dance.

The whole concert reached its climax.

"Somewhat tired."

The audience dispersed, and there was a mess under the open-air stage. Numerous light sticks were randomly discarded on the ground, and there were other paper cups and other debris. Song Ya dragged a chair and sat on the stage like this, watching the staff clean up.

"Get a good rest, brother."

Al came over and patted him on the shoulder. "Maybe it's not far from your global tour."

"Yeah, I didn't expect the results to be so good this time. I didn't make any deliberate preparations. They only temporarily started preparations after the decision to leave school."

Song Ya replied lazily, Rewu made a sweat just now, blowing a cool breeze here by the way.

Al sat casually on the floor next to him, "Remember the shabby days we had before? I slept in your bunk, but it was a few years ago."

Song Ya also laughed, "You are always playing games, so I can't even sleep well."

"Hey, guys."

At this time Taraji appeared off the stage, "You are late for APLUS." She raised her head to blame.

"Oh..." Song Ya remembered. Originally, she wanted to dress up after the concert and let her take it to the black community cinema to see a dance that is still being screened. My life is still being screened. By the way, I observe the reaction of ordinary audiences.

"Hey, Taraji, you must stay in Los Angeles to develop?" Al asked her, "Did you get a new role?"

"No……"

Taraji smiled bitterly, "Everyone else got it, but I didn't. I'm in acting class..."

"Where do you live now?" Song Ya asked her.

"I rented a small apartment in the city." Taraji pouted, "Should I go to sit? I can have a party there and call in your dancers and backing singers."

"Shall we go to play?" Al was interested, "How about I call someone? APLUS."

"You are also responsible for buying food and drink, I have no money." Taraji said.

"no problem……"

Just leave. I heard that there is a party, and the dancers and backing singers immediately drove around the scene lively.

"When did you live separately with Amy?" Al and the dancers went to buy wine and food. Song Ya and Linda followed her in first. They were just a small room, and the neighbors were also with her. For those who work hard in Hollywood, the surrounding environment is pretty good, and the living conditions are better than most low-level young people in Hollywood.

Song Ya asked casually, picking up a pile of newspapers and magazines on her bedside, and looking at them. They were all about film reviews or gossip about my life. Many news on the inside pages were cut off. It should be Taraji's. An old habit, collecting news bulletins about herself.

"She is now much higher than my income. I heard Hayden said that she has a lot of film appointments now, as well as NOKIA's endorsement contract, and some print advertisements are also being discussed. I rented a nice little independent in the high-end community. A villa..."

Taraji replied: "And I still need to run auditions to find opportunities. It is not very convenient to live with her. Our living environment and standards have begun to widen the gap."

"Where's Terrence Howard? Didn't he help you?" Linda asked.

"He helped me make appointments for a few auditions, but..."

Taraji shrugged, "My acting qualifications are far inferior to him. Often he passes and I was brushed off in the first two rounds."

'APLUS acting skills are not good, everyone can see this, but it is not difficult for an actor to act himself in life. As far as this movie is concerned, his performance is not bad, he interprets the temperament of the male protagonist street boy very well, and he is also a little naive. The unique taste...'

'The production cost of 10 million yuan, the global box office of 100 million, APLUS used a youth song and dance film to achieve this achievement, dance film... Before the release of my life, few people were optimistic about it, but APLUS did it.I don't know why, he can always do things well, music, movies, and perhaps studies and investment.'

'Film critics are very stingy to talk about dancing out of my life that is still in theaters, but in fact, the internal reaction in Hollywood is completely opposite to the film critic circle. Many production companies have begun to look for young handsome men and women to dance well. Good to have a good voice.'

Song Ya casually flipped through the media reports, and unexpectedly they were basically positive comments, joking to Taraji, "This is not like you, shouldn't it be collected newspapers and magazines that scold me?"

"Not much scolding you." Taraji rolled his eyes. "It's too late to praise the winners here."

"What are you going to do?" Linda asked her: "I don't mind if you come back and continue to be APLUS's assistant. A+ records are very busy. In the second half of the year, William Adams and their first album and Common's second album will be released. "

"I like acting, and I want to work harder."

Taraji refused, "What do you say about the sequel to my life?" She inquired about the news she cared most.

"Uh..." Song Ya hesitated, shook his head and said: "I don't plan to continue participating in the show. It's not certain whether I will continue to use Amy. Universal wants to lower the age of the sequel male and female protagonists to better cater to the target audience. ..."

"A big change?" Taraji sighed disappointedly. "Then I'm out of play, right?"

Song Ya acquiesced, "Maybe I can arrange a role like a sister for you. Universal needs the characters in the sequel to be somewhat related to the previous one to facilitate the continuity of the story."

"Don't, forget it, don't go to the big company for me again, I know you have paid a lot for the characters of Amy and me in the first part, what you should do and what you should not do..." Taraji is still very interesting Rejected.

"Okay." Song Ya didn't insist. Even if she had a role in her, she wouldn't be able to have more dramas than the first one, which would not help her career much.

"Haven't you got a character?" Linda asked.

"I got one and played a supporting role in the story of the emergency room of Amplin Entertainment's TV drama project." Taraji replied.

"That's not bad." Linda comforted her. "The kind of TV series often changes the script according to the audience's response after each episode is broadcast, and there are often brilliant supporting actors who are turned into main roles."

"Currently edited?" Song Ya really doesn't know much about the practices in the TV drama industry.

"Yes, the filming cycle of TV dramas is long, and actors often change jobs halfway, so in order not to affect the main plot, the screenwriters often write down an important person or add some fresh blood to the audience's eyes." Linda said.

"Hey! Where's the music? We need music!" At this time Al, who bought the wine, brought people in, and the two small rooms quickly became lively.

The party culture in the U.S. has no requirements on the venue. Even if the house is crowded with people, you can still dance and chat with paper cups for wine, and have a great time.

"Boss, do you need me to relieve your fatigue?"

In the latter half of the night, some people had already left, Song Ya also drank a lot of alcohol, was lying on Taraji's cot, and she sneaked into her arms.

"No, thanks, Taraji, no need." He smiled.

"I can't figure out whether you are dedicated or hypocritical. You are obviously a little pervert, or a little pervert who has such a strong desire to control women..." Taraji complained in frustration.

"In fact, there is no conflict. Those who have a deep desire to control others and relax their demands on themselves are hypocritical, but I am not. I do like to control others, but I can control myself better." Song Ya replied.

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