Chicago 1990

It's completely dark, but the rain in Chicago is getting heavier,'Fuck!'With a clear electric jump, the high-power stadium lights outside the window went out half.

"Damn it!" the staff complained loudly.

Mila's eyelashes trembled a few times, and she slowly opened her eyes, and heard some faint sounds. She sat up with her elbow and felt the thin blanket slip off her chest unimpeded.

"What are you doing?" She saw Halle Berry bend over in the corner and fiddle with something.

"Nothing."

Halle replied casually: "Are you sober? Water is on the table."

"Thank you." She wrapped the thin blanket around her body as a bath towel, got up to get the water and drank and walked barefoot behind Hallie.

It turns out that this is the honor corner of APLUS, "No way, no way..."

Halle was concentrating on the Oscar trophy in her hand and muttering to herself, as if trying to put APLUS's only golden figure into her small handbag, but she couldn't fit it in anyway, so she turned around and rummaged in the study.

Mira's eyes were attracted by three Grammy trophies, the 36th best single of the year, the 37th best contemporary R&B album and the best film and television song, surrounded by numerous small music award trophies, shining brightly.

She picked up the general award for the single of the year, and just wanted to enjoy it up close, but she didn't expect the base and the golden record player to be separated. The big speaker suddenly fell to one side and she was so frightened that she hurriedly used her other hand holding a thin blanket Help, the blanket naturally fell to the ground.

"I thought you would lose your temper when you wake up." Hallie finally found a big file bag and walked over to put the golden man in it.

"I'm not drunk enough to be delirious."

Mira restored the golden turntable and put it back carefully.

"You shouldn't have come back to him, he won't stay for a certain woman at all now." Hallie said: "Not to give up playing the Fifth Element."

"I think I prefer to sing." Mila replied, "And I was really naive at the beginning, I hurt him, and he continued to help me later."

"You? You can't sing well, besides, even DIVA couldn't keep his heart."

Hallie put the document bag under her armpit, feeling bad, she simply carried it with her hands generously, "He won’t be hurt by you. I have never seen a tycoon who can make so much money who can be really It hurts, and most of the big guys in the entertainment industry are bothered. Paramount boss Redstone, there are two lovers outside who are responsible for finding a new love for the old man in secret. Hefner of Playboy Magazine, you know he has What kind of extravagant life is it? Not to mention the scumbag directors like Polanski and Woody Allen. In this environment, everyone is used to it. What about the Luc Besson? The Americans don’t know him well.”

Mila stared in a daze in the mirror that reflects the light in the honour corner. In the mirror was the reflection of her own body. "He pursued me very hard, but I also kept hearing about the love affairs between him and other actresses from others."

"That's a raccoon dog, haha, at least APLUS is still young now, and he doesn't have a good grasp of the degree to please women in the entertainment industry. He always uses too much force. I think a female second of the anaconda is enough, I guessed right. Is it?" Halle asked.

Mira shook her head, "I have experienced it and lost it. I don't know what I want now, and I have enough money now..."

She went to the floor next to the sofa to pick up her own clothes of various colors, and while wearing them, she said, "I did dream of going back to the past with him again, but unfortunately... it only lasted one day. I came in the morning. Before I entered this house. Really, really happy, Tony, Silencer, Al, Big A, Eric, and him, nothing seems to have changed in the past five years. We reminisce about the past at the shooting range, play crazy, and have a carefree fun. Non-stop..."

"Come on, what do you think." Halle beat her: "That's just because the big A, they will look at their words to please APLUS, at least I remember Tony and Al have complained about your bad temper, they have never liked being always You who yell at APLUS."

"is it?"

Mira's movements stopped for a while, and then she put her evening gown on her head.

"Go down and eat something, you must be hungry." Hallie helped her close the zipper on her back and checked it carefully. "It's beautiful and perfect."

"Ok."

The two put on their shoes and opened the door and went out, "Hi, Mike." Halle smiled at the old Mike who was sitting on the sofa by the door reading the newspaper.

Old Mike squinted his eyes and held out his hand without saying a word.

"Uh..." Hallie rolled her eyes and returned him the file bag with the little golden man. "I just want to borrow it and put it for two days."

Old Mike stuffed the paper bag behind his back and picked up the newspaper again.

"Dead old man!"

Before reaching the top of the stairs, the buzzing conversation and the smell of perfume pounced on her face. Mira looked down from the stairs. There were many white-collar black men who were incompatible with the record industry in the hall. Standing in a corner, with index finger bent into a hook under his nose, talking with a very familiar middle-aged black man with a serious expression, and standing beside a blond woman interjecting from time to time, that is his public relations consultant Ms. Sloan.

"By the way, where's the former Eli?" She took Hallie's arm down the steps.

"I don't know, Sloan is much bigger than Eli, so she used to have energy on Capitol Hill." Hallie said, "APLUS is not the one in your memory. He is rich and powerful now. The black man next to Ms. Sloan is one of the most influential African media people, Gordon."

"I remember, the host of the BET channel." Mira said.

"Now I'm doing things for APLUS, does A+CN know? Gordon is in charge." Hallie and the people passing by were greeted and approached, "Hi, is it convenient to join?" She pushed Mila to APLUS's side , Went to the other side by himself.

"Uh……"

Song Ya was very surprised. He thought he would make a big fuss after waking up according to Mila's temper. He didn't expect that she would stick to his side silently with no expression, with her beautiful face tilted up slightly, naturally facing herself. Kissed twice.

So he was bolder and tentatively hugged her waist without any response. He turned to look at Hallie gratefully, and held his arms tighter. "Go on, it's okay." He responded to Gordon's inquiring eyes.

"Rashida went to me this afternoon, Rashida Jones."

Gordon said: "I think we have to say a few words for Quincy Jones, we, and the Inner City Broadcasting Company."

"Is it for the Oscars?" Ms. Sloan asked.

"Yes, the outside world is attacking him that the fashion show is nondescript. I think we can support him from the perspective of anti-discrimination. He chose three of the five models of African descent, and one of the Asian descent of Mao Zi. "Gordon nodded.

"All right, this time I won't make trouble for that old thing." Song Ya answered casually.

"That's great." Gordon was very happy.

"How is the 10 million promotion plan going on?" Song Ya asked.

"Chicago and Baltimore are making the best progress, because we have TV stations in both cities..."

Mila listened to them quietly, her head over the man's shoulders, and saw that his other hand was also holding Halle sometime...

She observed the other people, Gordon, Sloan...and everyone who came to say hello from time to time. They didn't have any response to this, very, very accustomed...