Chapter 131 Jungle Fever

"Don't do it..."

"Oh, this skirt is layered under it. It's useless to lift the smock. Look, isn't it? Believe it or not..."

"I can't take it off, at least two people need to help..."

"Damn it, don't wrinkle it up."

In Mira's bedroom on the second floor, Song Yahou hurriedly circled Mira, focusing all his energy on dealing with the nasty skirt.

"fxxk, it's a medieval legacy!" He could only curse and give up, and then stroked Mira's head with his hand.

"I don't want it, this pannier is too hard, I will be out of breath when I kneel down." Mira still refused.

Song Ya touched her waist, and sure enough, it was hard, and it would make a sound like hard leather when flicked.

"I..." He collapsed on the bed helplessly.

"Hahaha, you looked so funny just now." He was furious, but Mira laughed happily instead.

"Mira?" Mrs. Jovovich's voice came from far and near, and soon appeared at the door, "Mira, don't make the guests wait too long."

"I'll be right out."

Mira responded loudly, then took Song Ya's hand, and tried to pull him up, "Not today, next time..."

"well!"

Song Ya stood up and hugged her in his arms. The two of them got tired of crooked for a while before Mira ran to the dressing table to quickly touch up her makeup, and then wiped off the lipstick marks on Song Ya's mouth with makeup remover paper. to open the door.

Song Ya cooperatively hid in the blind spot behind the door.

"Oh, you young men."

Mrs. Jovovich knew that Song Ya was inside, she complained, and then carefully checked Mira's skirt, the conversation between the two became farther and farther away.

Song Ya then poked her head out and didn't see anyone in the corridor, so she stepped out and helped Mira close the bedroom door.

With so many paparazzi and reporters outside, it was impossible for him to stay overnight. When the party was in the middle and late stages, he said hello to Mira, said goodbye and left.

"fxxk! These damn paparazzi!"

Not long after Hayden started the car, a motorcycle swaggered behind in the rearview mirror. Song Ya had no choice but to cancel the number Harley had dialed on her mobile phone. There was an evil fire, and there was nowhere to vent it.

"What's going on in Los Angeles?" he asked Hayden.

"You mean the Rodney King incident? It's still the same, and those who are dissatisfied continue to be dissatisfied...c is a cable station, and its subscribers are far less than those of the three wireless news stations. Fewer people saw the reverse picture broadcast by his house. However, the three news stations continued to choose to broadcast the original version after learning that there was a reverse video, and the black affirmative organization also ignored this, and still supported Rodney King. At present, we have to wait until the four police officers Only when the results of the trial come out, things will calm down."

Song Ya knows about the trial procedure in the United States. Once it enters the see-saw, the time will be extremely long, and it is impossible to expect results in the short term.

Hayden smiled after finishing speaking, "They probably didn't care about that. You've been very popular recently, and the billboard singles chart has been top five for three consecutive weeks, and the song remember the name is playing everywhere in the streets and alleys."

"No matter what the reason, get out of this place, I can't do anything in Los Angeles with the paparazzi stalking me."

Song Ya dialed another number,

"Brother nas, what did you talk about with that nightclub? Forget it, I don't plan to go there, tell DeLay and the others to cancel the acupuncture session in Los Angeles."

"Just in time, Donovan also suggested that you stop participating in acupuncture. Below the blist is no problem, but above the blist is a bit self-deprecating." Hayden said.

"I'm a rap star, and I'm naturally close to the streets. It's not good to pay too much attention to style, and Na often goes to acupuncture points." Song Ya disagreed with this statement.

"They sang gangsta rap, and the paparazzi were too scared to get close to film them."

Hayden persuaded: "You are different, you are in the stage of rapid fan growth, your rap music is much more acceptable to white people, and if you continue like this, the price of commercial performances will not be raised."

Song Ya pondered for a while, "Okay, I will appropriately reduce acupuncture points during the promotion period in the future."

The car stopped in front of a traffic light, and the paparazzi parked the motorcycle aside. The guy in the back seat pressed the shutter randomly through the glass, and kept talking, "apls! Look here, here is a nice one for you. , how is the song selling? Will the billboard be No. 1 next week?"

"I have no deterrent power..."

Song Ya discovered her own shortcomings, and the paparazzi would never dare to treat Na like this.

"Be patient, as long as you don't give the paparazzi a chance to get news, they will lose interest in following them. After all, they have to support their families."

Hayden rolled down the car window and asked loudly, "Which media are you from?"

"We work for ourselves," replies the biking paparazzi.

"Don't let me find out that you're lying, or your family won't count on APLs to be interviewed in the future." Hayden threatened and raised the car window.

The green light came on, the car started, the motorcycle stopped in place for a few seconds, and then continued to follow, but this time it was not too close, and the distance between the two cars was always maintained.

"Um?"

Song Ya noticed that there was a large poster of Spike Lee Jungle Fever outside a movie theater on the street, and the words "Nominated for the Palme d'Or in Cannes" were very large.

"How about we watch a movie." Song Ya improvised, just to see the level of that big mouth.

"Okay? There are paparazzi behind." Hayden said.

"Aren't they going to support their families? Look at how reluctant they are to give up two movie tickets."

Song Ya asked Hayden to park the car in the parking lot of the cinema, got out of the car and walked to the ticket office. The movie had been shown for a little while, and the two still bought tickets and walked into the screening hall.

There were not many people in the huge auditorium, and the two couples in the back row regarded this as a date place, each hugging each other by a corner, and they were gnawing vigorously.

They picked a comfortable seat at random, and a black man in the front row was already dozing off.

"Hey apls, are you researching Spike Lee? Still mad at what he said last time?"

Sure enough, the two paparazzi followed in. They sat behind Song Ya, one took out a small notebook and started asking questions, the other took out a small flashlight, and helped him illuminate the notebook. The small items were quite complete.

"Let's chat like friends, you have been doing well recently, otherwise we wouldn't follow you."

Song Ya ignored him and stopped Hayden. He tried his best to filter out the harassment from behind and concentrated on watching the movie.

The title of Jungle Fever, nglefever, is an old-fashioned slang term used in the era of isolation to refer to adultery that is not allowed between black and white races. In the film, there are elements of class, sex, poison, and religion represented by different races and communities. The hodgepodge and talkative characters, along with the outline of the status quo of American society, the depiction of racial discrimination, and the confusion and introspection of black people are all liked by the judges. Unlike Spike Lee who shoots around in reality, he handles black and white conflicts very skillfully, and he doesn't deliberately favor the black group, or else he is a smart person.

Harley plays a supporting role of a drug addict, according to Song Ya's perception, it is considered brilliant, and there is also a supporting role, Samuel Jackson, who also steals the show. Of course, the acting skills of the protagonist Wesley Streep are beyond doubt, although he is a scumbag and violent male.

Song Ya thought of the black-and-white match between herself and Mira, which is somewhat similar to the hero and heroine in the film. Why Columbia Pictures and Revlon are afraid that their relationship will be exposed is not because Mira is rumored to have found a black boyfriend. It will affect her What is the perception of the target group of the film and endorsement? Capital society is still very practical.

Although there is a bit of resonance, this film is really not very good, otherwise the buddies in the front row would not sleep so soundly.

Near the end, Song Ya and Hayden got up and left.

The two paparazzi naturally followed closely, but they didn't get entangled in words anymore, and both of them were yawning.

"If you can stand up to the alist this time, it may be difficult to get rid of this shit again."

Hayden started the car, saw the motorcycle following up again, and cursed helplessly.

"If I had a media outlet, would the paparazzi stop?" Song Ya remembered what Fergie said about the imminent closure of the American music magazine.

"Don't even think about it, even Madonna, every time she travels, she has to fight a large group of paparazzi first, unless you have a news network." Hayden said: "Like this Rodney King incident, the three major wireless news The station is the one manipulating the situation, c's reversal news was finally lost to time and spread."

"It can't be done without billions." Song Ya smiled wryly.

"It's not even about money. The book bought everything, but they tried countless times, but they couldn't reach any news station. You have to be cultural, political, religious, and even racial. of our own people," Hayden said.

Song Ya was stunned for a while when he heard this sentence, and he suddenly had a feeling that although he became more and more popular day by day, he seemed to have lost his goal of struggle again, just like Xiaofu Ji'an after he finished moving away from Nancheng last time, he kept going. I got lost in the cycle of promoting, producing singles, and promoting, and the money is getting more and more day by day, but so what? Buying a house Buying a bigger house?

Where should we go next? I am a time traveler!

"Then take this as a long-term goal." He rekindled his ambition.

"Hahaha!" Hayden laughed, obviously taking this sentence as a joke.

"Let's achieve a small goal first, are you familiar with American Music Magazine?" Song Ya asked.

Hayden shook his head.

"Just inquire, I heard that his family is about to close down."

Hayden was very surprised when he heard this, "Are you serious? Print media is not easy to do now."

"Just for you to ask."

"All right."