I fell asleep without realizing it, didn't have any dreams, and woke up naturally, my head was dizzy, and my mouth was dry.

"Linda."

Release the thin blanket that someone quietly covered, "water."

A cup was handed to his eyes immediately, and he looked up and saw Mariah Carey, who was staring at herself with a reproach and loving look, "How much did you drink last night?"

"Uh..." Song Ya glanced at the cleaned table next to her, sat up and drank the pure water, "A bottle of bourbon, add another cup? I don't remember it very much."

"You don't allow me to drink too much but I secretly drink so much at home..." she complained.

"Occasionally." Song Ya pinched her chubby face, "Why don't you say hello?" She looked at the time again, "Hurried over overnight?"

"I'm worried about you."

She helped put the cup and curled up into her fiancé's arms. "I called you when I heard about Little Lowry. Linda said you were in a bad mood and was drinking, so I came over."

"It's so good." Song Ya was deeply moved, "I'm fine, my dear, you don't know that Xiao Luo Rui and I have never dealt with each other very much."

"But there's always a bit of emotion, right?" said Mariah Carey. "After all, I grew up together."

"No, he and I have not been considered to have been young..."

Before she finished speaking, she had kissed her, "Don't think about those unsad things, okay?"

"I haven't washed up yet." The two hugged and kissed for a long time. When they felt the temperature on the sofa was tall, Song Ya stole a smile.

"It's okay." She continued to be obsessed with it.

"Boss, Hamlin asked you...uh." The door of the study was suddenly pushed open by Linda. She immediately covered her eyes when she saw a scene on the sofa, and smiled and exited on Mariah Carey's dolphin sound Zhongyuan Road.

"What's wrong with Hamlin looking for me?"

After the event, Song Ya was really relieved. He called Linda in again and took the nightgown she sent and handed over to the appraisal.

"He has drafted a speech for you about Little Lowry."

Linda handed over a document, "Don't say that." Song Ya took a rough look and sorted out her thoughts, "Don't just cut off the relationship so simply. Xiao Lowry is dead now, and we should put down our past grudges. Well... the theme of commemoration, with nostalgia as your theme, call Eli and ask him to help Hamlin polish his speech."

"I'm talking about it, my dear, you have always valued feelings." Mariah Carey murmured in his ears.

"Also, I plan to write a song to commemorate him," said Song Ya.

"Wow, has the sadness of the death of an old friend inspired you again, right?" She looked at her fiancé with starry eyes, "I'm looking forward to it."

"Well, I'm going to find some singers from the coast to work together, and I'm going to use this to settle all the grudges and troubles of the past."

Little Lowry, kill you, I want to remember you, maybe I can make a lot of money by your death. Song Ya's brain turned rapidly, not paying much attention to what his fiancée was saying, "Let Nas help me contact bragging dad, Acecuber helps me contact Sugnett, this song I want to use death row record and bad boy record for the person."

Last night, Apocalypse's dead and gone was a good song. The mv shows that the original singer of another Apocalypse song, whatever you like, is the same person. It is also done to commemorate the old friend who was shot. It is very suitable for the situation you are facing now.

"Are you sure?" Linda stopped the pen of the record, "Will Sugnett and the bragging dad cooperate with us?"

"Try it, this is the best opportunity to talk to them. I don't want to get involved with the gangster rap circle anymore. Contact them as soon as possible and I will tell them myself."

He also thought about a lot of things last night. Although Sugnet and his bragging father were both on the verge of fighting with him, the Harlem nightclub shooting and Compton radio shooting committed by Sinaloa must have been a joke in their hearts. Little Lori just died, and they were definitely much more comfortable inside. The problem of face in the lower-level black group was also partially solved. This kind of thing is scared at both ends. They should be worried about the uncontrolled revenge of the idle GD who was stimulated by Little Lori's death. At this time, they came forward to take the initiative to find them to make a gimmick that said goodbye to the past as the song sang in the song to make a big reconciliation. This is a god-given opportunity, and the opportunity must not be missed.

In order to accomplish this opportunity to eliminate hidden dangers, Song Ya was even willing to lower her figure. Peter Flock could cooperate with Will Gardner, who was sleeping in his wife. Why did he care about that little bit of face? "I don't even mind saying something to please them."

"I can decisively let go of my hatred and my heart is as broad as the ocean..." Mariah Carey stroked the chest he met and kept moving on the small theater of souls, "This is my lover."

Song Ya patted her head, "By the way, Xiao Luori contains the exclusive half of the second-hand store's title with the same name in our company, right? I bought it from Lao Qiaona."

"Yes, the other half is in the hands of EDA Records."

"Let Daniel find channels to contact Edai, maybe we can put the album "Lorry II" on the shelves again, and then plan a commemorative album or something." He said: "Little Lowry later jumped to Atlantic Records. They probably have started to prepare similar plans. We should act quickly and not fall behind them."

"I understand." Linda was about to go out and do her job according to her order, "Wait." He stopped him again.

"What?" Linda asked.

"I want to sign another singer."

There is also a white singer in the dead and gone. He always feels familiar when he thinks about it. He must have seen it somewhere. "Yes, the resume of the audition actor who danced out the sequel to my life. You can help me get it. I can't remember his name, but I should be able to recognize it based on my face."

"Okay." Linda went out.

"Do you start working so quickly?" Mariah Carey's expression became even more obsessed with: "You never indulge in pleasure, you are always looking for opportunities for your career..."

"Do you love me so much?" Song Ya hugged her.

"Of course, I love you so much." She raised her eyebrows emotionally, "part two?"

"I want to take a shower first, sweating all over."

"Together, don't think of leaving me."

When the two were sitting at the dining table in a well-dressed manner, Linda came over with a bunch of people's resumes, "These are copies of Yelemov's last time, and it will be a sequel to my life."

Song Ya quickly looked through it, but couldn't find it once, "It's impossible, I should have seen that face in this pile of files."

"So you chose someone to sign a contract based on your face?" Mariah Carey voraciously cleaned up food and replenished her physical energy consumption.

"Uh, of course not, I just didn't care much at that time. Yes, I found it, it was him, this boy."

In the resume of Gosling, the male lead of the sequel to my life, there is a photo of him in Mickey Mouse Club. Another white boy squatting under Gosling. He is still very tender now, but he can already tell that he is the same person as the white singer with a beard in dead and gone apocalypse.

"Justin Timberlake..." Linda called out the other party's name, but she looked a little embarrassed.

"What? Do you know him?" Song Ya asked.

"He was one period later than Gosling in Mickey Mouse Club. I know his parents, his biological father is also a singer, his mother has a status and connections in the recording industry, and his stepfather is a banker. It may be a bit difficult for us to sign him." Linda replied, "After losing three albums in a row by Al, William Adams and the A+ record is far less appealing than you did when you just made Feige famous."

"Is that so? Let's ask first." Song Ya sent Linda to call.

"Your two ex-girlfriends seem to be fighting fire from a distance." As soon as he heard Feige's name, Mariah Carey said calmly.

The fight between Ferge and Mira is indeed still going on. Now it's Ferge's turn to show off her mansion and private jet in Los Angeles, and she undoubtedly suppresses Mira in terms of momentum.

After Mira passed through his father's case, she had experienced such intense sarcasm. She chose to respond to Ferge in the media and made real profits for herself very maturely. I heard that a model agency has started to ask her to plan to return to the T-type station again.

“I’ve never paid attention to it.”

The answer was correct, Mariah Carey gave him a kiss.

"No chance."

Linda is back soon, "Justin Timberlake's mother and others form the Super Boy group, a five-person idol choir that imitates the new kids on the block, rock plus popular routes, has signed to one of the six BMG."

"That's how..."

Song Ya was a little disappointed, "Then forget it."

But he was not so disappointed. Judging from his age in MV, Justin Timberlake was at least twenty years old when he sang dead and gone, and at least ten years left before now. Perhaps just like William Adams' first patent failure, his career may not be very smooth in the early stages, so he will find another opportunity in the future.

‘aplus was shocked and mourned the accident that little Lori had encountered, and he condemned such violence, whether in prison or outside the prison, or in publicly making violent remarks in the media…’

It was evening again, Tony and the muffler rushed over from Sanfan. The two of them were sadly gathered with Song Ya and the others in the living room, watching the stylish Hamlin speak with emotion on the TV.

‘Last night aplus told me that he would go see Little Lowry at the right time. At that time, he admitted to me very frankly that he had conflicts with Little Lowry in some matters, but...it's no longer meaningful to say these things. He and I remember the wonderful time they spent before they became famous...’
Chapter completed!