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Chapter 7 Apocalypse

The voice of the voice was getting closer and closer to the door, Song Ya quickly lowered her steps and quietly retreated the same way.

He visited the video store several times after time travel. Unless it was a superstar or hardcover version of the cassette, the price of a single cassette would generally not exceed five dollars. If all seven thousand copies were sold, the maximum income would be thirty-five thousand, not counting any costs.

, no wonder people in the office are shouting 'We're screwed'.

"So..."

I hid myself in the shadow behind the DJ booth and looked towards the dance floor. It was still noisy there. The outlines of the bodies of men and women were covered with a layer of white light by the photography lights. When the director asked them to dance, they danced, sweat flying, and they were too focused to care.

Rub it on.

Emily's smile was so pure that there was nothing other than happiness. When the director asked to stop, she quickly bent down, supporting her knees with her hands and breathing heavily. She was too young, and her weak physical strength could hardly cope with it.

Connie had already taken off her coat. She was wearing an evening dress with no more than two ounces of fabric. She rented it from a second-hand store in the morning. The photographer deliberately pushed the camera towards her crotch. She understood it and proudly let her fat butt tremble like an electric motor.

stand up.

Al kept pumping his cheeks, his face flushed, and his explosive beatboxing tested one's lung capacity. In addition to rapping, in order to maintain his life, he also dedicated almost all his remaining time to a certain restaurant.

The waiter career.

The protagonist, Little Lowry, waved the microphone in a playful manner and put on various poses that he thought were the coolest and most handsome. After being spotted by a music company and signing a contract two years ago, he chose to drop out of school and spent most of his time doing boring lyrics and music.

He spent time practicing singing and playing basketball, and playing basketball was his only pastime. He wrote the lyrics of more than a dozen songs in the album independently.

Tony next to him looked at the dance floor with eyes full of happiness and longing. 'Get rich', 'fly into the sky', 'get out of this damn ghetto' are words he often talks about these days. Song Ya heard

Later, he would often complain in his mind about his little dream of becoming someone else's 'follower', but...

Song Ya thought about her failure last week again.

On Monday, 'ET' fell on the roadside two streets away from his home and was shot five times. Song Ya accompanied Tony to the place where 'ET' died and placed a bunch of flowers. It is said that 'ET''s gang vowed revenge.

But what can that do? Apart from making the surrounding residents more frightened, it will only cause a few more pairs of shoes to be hung on the wires at the intersection in the future.

During the band practice, Song Ya still hit the wrong note on her triangle, and she managed to keep her credits by pretending to be pitiful in front of the angry music teacher. Then she also suffered a setback in mathematics. The teaching content of the advanced class actually included calculus, and there was competition among her classmates.

My strength also increased sharply, and I could no longer pass the level as easily as the standard course.

Ever since the nickname APLUS came out and Song Ya accepted it calmly, the teasing and bullying have indeed decreased a bit, but the biggest problem in this public school is that there is no quiet and relaxing learning environment. I want to find a secluded place.

I read a book for a while in a spot, but was either chased away by gangsters who were eager to fly leaves, or accidentally broke up the good deeds of a pair of wild mandarin ducks.

Yesterday, under the leadership of Aunt Susie, the whole family divided the work and set out early in the morning to line up at the entrance of various charities to receive free donations. Song Ya held the food stamps and waited in line for five hours before the metal anti-theft net was heavily reinforced, leaving only a cashier exposed.

Exchange it in the store at the entrance for flour and other food that will be enough for the whole family for a week. Then

The whole family gathered in front of the church and once again queued up for a free simple lunch of bread and soup. They queued up again in the afternoon and finally waited at Wal-Mart for discounts on eggs and meat that were about to expire before the store closed. Night fell.

Finally, the family without a car, carrying large and small bags, queued for another half an hour to wait for the bus home.

After passing through the adaptation period after time travel, Song Ya felt that she was not just about to fly, but was about to be assimilated into this kind of life with no hope at all. If she lived like this for another year and a half, then as long as there was someone

The little star raised his finger at him. He absolutely couldn't resist the temptation. It was better to just be a follower than to stay here and grab a gun and sell drugs one day on impulse.

"That's it, let's call it a day!"

Just after four o'clock, the director announced that the filming of this MV was officially completed, and everyone on the dance floor burst into cheers.

"Thank you Tony, that's very kind of you."

Tony's ex-girlfriend jumped on Tony and kept kissing his face.

"No problem." Tony almost floated to the sky, "It's not time yet, let's find a place..." He became interested, took off his earphones, and led the other person directly to 'find a place'.

Connie looked at the two people's backs and rolled her eyes again, and handed the exhausted Emily in her arms to Song Ya, "Ignore them, you accompany me to return the clothes." She said while putting on her coat.

Just like after watching a movie, the crowd began to leave after a brief social interaction.

Song Ya turned around and saw little Lori and Al talking to two older black men, one fat and one thin. According to their voices, it turned out that they were the two people he accidentally overheard talking in the office.

The fatter one is the bass just now. Judging from the conversation, he should be the owner of a record company. His speech and behavior have the aura of a big shot. A sexy pink suit doesn't look even remotely girly on him. He has a big gold chain and a gold ring.

A gold watch and a black three-piece suit.

That fat guy should be Little Lowry's agent. He wears a well-cut dark suit, talks elegantly, and has a meticulous slicked back hair. He looks like a very old-school person.

Little Lori and Al definitely have no time to talk to him now, so Tony naturally doesn't have to wait any longer. Song Ya hugs Emily and goes out with Connie to leave.

"Hey, APLUS!"

After leaving the door, the 'silencer' was helping the photographer carry equipment. While several people were saying hello, AK chased them out and stopped them.

"And Connie? Come here! Come here, everyone."

AK called Song Ya and Connie to his side, blocked the eyes of others with his body, and took out three pieces of twenty yuan from the wad of twenty yuan in his hand, one for Connie and one for Song Ya, "Xiao Ai

Milly has one too." He smiled and thrust the last one into Emily's little hand.

"Don't everyone have it?" Connie stuffed the money into her chest.

"Only my own people have it. It would be nice if those guys show their faces in the MV." AK replied.

"Uh..." Song Ya felt like she was getting paid for nothing, "But I didn't jump, this money..." He handed the money back to AK.

"Hahaha, Tony is right, you have some problems here." AK smiled, pointed at Song Ya's forehead and nodded, "Don't be stupid, the money is not mine, you are Tony's brother, we are one family

People, let’s take care of each other, okay?”

"Ignore him."

Connie glared at Song Ya, "Say thank you." She taught little Emily to say thank you, "Let's go, I want to go shopping today!" She shouted happily.

"I want to buy a tutu!" Emily shouted after her.

Song Ya could only hold the money and say goodbye to AK, and then went to the platform with Connie to wait for the bus.

Twenty dollars is the largest 'huge sum' of money that he has mastered since time travel. Of course, it is not wrong to say that it is a huge sum of money. Now one knife can be exchanged for ten dollars on the black market in China. Twenty dollars is more than the monthly salary of an ordinary person in China.

.

Second-hand shops that provide rental evening wear services are usually quite large. "Puffy skirt!" Emily knew the way well, slipped out of Song Ya's body, and quickly ran towards her target.

"You look at her, I'm going to change clothes." Connie walked to the changing room inside.

Song Ya followed Emily through rows and rows of clothes racks, and suddenly felt like she had seen this scene before.

“But I’ve obviously never been to this store, right?”

He was confused, and from the corner of his eye he suddenly spotted a pink suit hanging on the wall, which was slightly similar to the one worn by boss Lori just now.

"Um?"

He struggled to remember, and suddenly reached for the twenty dollars in his pocket, "Twenty dollars, shopping, pink suit, bass, rap... put together, it's..."

His figure was huge, as if he was a revelation from heaven. Countless MV images accompanied by rap and music with a strong sense of rhythm rushed into his mind instantly.

I"m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

I“m, I“m, I“m hunting, looking for a come up

this is FXXXing awesome!
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