Chapter 4 Little Lori
Speaking of 'chanting', Little Lowry, who we will play basketball with later, is a new rapper. His first promotional single has begun to chart on local radio stations. Several well-known Chicago DJs have promoted it one after another, and the reviews seem to be good.
Yes, according to Tony, the debut album is coming soon.
Song Ya had never heard the promotional single, and had only met little Lori once after time travel. However, he, Aunt Susie and other family members generally supported Tony's "hanging out" with little Lori. Although
Nowadays, most rappers are entangled with gangs, but it's better to join real gangs in the past.
After a rap song was played, the DJ immediately continued: "The above is Express? Yourself from N.W.A! Next, let's change the taste, ladies and gentlemen, Man In The Mirror, from Michael Jackson!"
As soon as the prelude started, the 'muffler' started to turn the station, twisting and turning back and forth but unable to find what he liked, and the radio continued to make a heart-wrenching noise.
"Isn't it good to just listen to MJ?"
Michael Jackson is at the height of his popularity right now. I have listened to his song "Song Ya Passion After Passion" a lot and I like it very much. The lyrics of this song "Man in the Mirror" are very deep and left a deep impression on me.
"He betrayed us!"
Tony suddenly became a little excited, "For so many years, we have given him our wholehearted support, but what happened! What did we get in exchange!? But he is ashamed of us! Ashamed of being a black man!" He pointed out the car window, "
Look at it! Look at how white he is now!"
Song Ya looked over and saw a huge Pepsi advertisement of MJ on the roadside. That face, well, was indeed very white.
"Traitor." "The Silencer" spit out a word, and he finally selected the channel he liked, which was still a rap music.
"Are you talking nonsense?"
Can a black man please white people by turning himself white? Wouldn't this only make black people unhappy and white people look down upon him? Song Ya's intuition felt that Tony's statement was illogical.
"That's what everyone says anyway."
Tony continued: "Those white people control the world. They do this to destroy our self-esteem and let us continue to be their slaves. Plastic surgery, plastic surgery, you know? You can change your face, and it's not difficult to bleach yourself."
"Area 51." Another word "silencer" popped up.
"Yes! In fact, the white people have captured aliens a long time ago! But they chose to hide the alien technology and never benefited the people, but used it to fight a world war with CCCP!" Tony became more and more confused.
"When they decide the winner, they will definitely turn back to us and let the black people continue to be their slaves!"
"Uh... okay." Song Ya was convinced and decided not to break up with him.
Tony still had more to say, "It's not a good idea to have Mike. I heard, I heard there are many big guys in South City who want his life!"
"Jordan?"
Song Ya was shocked. Michael Jordan is now the main player of the Bulls and the darling of all Chicago.
"It's not Michael, it's Mike! Mike Tyson!" Tony corrected.
"I know, I know about this."
A few days ago, boxing champion Tyson was upset and defeated at a 42-1 odds. Song Ya heard that many gangsters lost money in this matter.
Not far from the place agreed with Little Lori, the three of them arrived at their destination in two songs, a public basketball court surrounded by barbed wire next to a small park. The surrounding environment here is much better than that near Song Ya's house, and it is close to commercial
The street is not far away, and there are high-rise apartments nearby. Police cars pass by the intersection from time to time, and the people playing ball inside are also wearing much more fashionable clothes.
Little Lori is already waiting. He is about the same age as Tony, shorter than Song Ya, very thin, and has a rare handsome appearance among black people. He has dreadlocks on his head. He is wearing headphones and listening to music while leisurely shooting the ball to warm up.
Not far away, there were two black men chatting standing next to the basketball stand. One was in his mid-twenties or sixties, and the other looked to be in his thirties.
After finding a place to park the car, Tony got out of the car first and greeted loudly: "Hey! Bro~"
"Hey!"
Little Lori took off her headphones, stepped forward with a smile, and had a complicated fist bump with Tony and the 'Muffler'.
It was Song Ya's turn, and the two of them made the first gesture to match each other, and then when they moved up and down, because Song Ya had memorized the order in reverse, the two of them made a fuss and swung their fists in the air several times, but nothing happened.
Click on.
Song Ya retracted her fist and smiled awkwardly but politely.
Little Lori suppressed a smile and said, "Forget it, don't worry about that." Then he patted Song Ya on the shoulder and said, "Here, let's introduce you to everyone."
The two people who had just been standing by the basketball hoop also came over. The younger one was Lori's bandmate, who called himself Al.
"You're the one..." Tony saw that Al was getting excited, and put one hand to his mouth as if holding a microphone, "Bounce, click, click, click, click, click…" He learned some incomprehensible ventriloquism.
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"Yeah..." Al smiled and then performed a performance.
He is much more professional. If he closed his eyes, Song Ya might actually suspect that there was an extra drum set next to him.
Tony gave him a thumbs up.
The older man was from the record company and was not as easy-going as Al. "Everyone calls me AK." Then he exchanged fists with the three of them.
All six of them knew each other. Little Lowry casually threw his CD player, jacket and other items to AK. The others also took off their jackets and other baggage and put them under the basketball stand.
In an ordinary 3-on-3 halftime, it is unrealistic for Lowry's small body to face Tony and 'Muffler', two tall and strong football players. Song Ya also knows that this is why Tony must put himself
The reason why he was pulled over was that he took the initiative to go over and confront him.
To put it bluntly, except for Little Lowry, the real purpose of the other five people on the court is not to play basketball, but to play with them. Since they are playing with each other, they must make the people they are accompanying happy, so they all have a tacit understanding.
, when Lowry was holding the ball, Quan pulled far away and let Song Ya duel with him.
Cross-stepping, dribbling behind the back, feinting turns, and changing direction in front of the body. Little Lowry obviously has a good foundation. He has a complete set of ball-handling skills, and his turning speed and dribbling speed are very fast. After crossing, Song Ya followed last time
He was blown away in the matchup. There was a slight improvement this time, but that was it.
Time passed slowly, and the shouting and screaming on the court were accompanied by the thumping of the basketball.
To say that the foundation of this body is really good, Song Ya was tortured over and over again, following little Lori to eat dust. Apart from being a little tired, there is no problem with her physical strength.
"Maybe my PE credits can be salvaged?"
When he was distracted for a moment, he stumbled, lost his balance and fell to the ground. When he looked back, he saw that Lowry had successfully made a layup and was sticking out his tongue to celebrate like Jordan.
"Pause! Pause and take a rest."
At this time, AK, who was facing off against 'Muffler', couldn't hold on anymore. 'Muffler' wasn't as sleek as Tony, and he was really good at carrying people inside. With his running back's body, he dragged AK with him.
collapsed, but Al, who was facing Tony, is still as fine as a normal person.
"No! AK! I'm just warming up!" Little Lowry shouted in disappointment while holding the ball. He really liked playing against Song Ya.
"I can't do it anymore, I can't do it anymore." AK raised his hands and retreated to the sidelines.
The ‘muffler’ stood there and smiled.
"Shall we come?" At this time, three black guys were waiting in the nearby venue and asked.
"Okay." Little Lori agreed.
"Alex!" Tony gave Song Ya a look when he saw this.
"Then you can play first."
Song Ya followed Tony off the field, leaving little Lori, Al and Silencer on the field.
Not even ten minutes after the three of them sat down to rest, an accident suddenly occurred on the court. It was probably that Lowry was intercepted continuously by the opponent. When he was anxious to intercept the interception, he bumped into the opponent's elbow that sank, whether intentionally or accidentally.
He fell to the ground on the spot.
"FXXX!" He got up and pushed him over in anger.
Unexpectedly, the other party was not used to it, "Can't afford to lose? Like a girl?" He said something dirty and started pushing him with his hands.
The six people on the field quickly gathered, and the 'war' expanded, and AK quickly got up and went to the field to support.
Song Ya turned her head and saw Tony jumping up like a frightened rabbit, but he flew towards the Toyota Eagle with a 'muffler' on the sidelines. About half a minute later, he rushed back, dove into the crowd, and blocked the way.
In front of little Lori.
"Hey!"
Chapter completed!