Argentina is the whitest country in South America, and for various historical reasons, it is also the most discriminatory and anti-Semitic among South American countries, and Songya's first performance in Buenos Aires was attended by only 25,000 spectators.

"I heard that tomorrow's show will only sell 30,000 tickets, more than 30,000 ......"

A day after the two concerts, Anschutz chartered the hotel banquet hall to hold a salon, and Phigi lazily leaned back to the bar, drinking and chatting with Shakira.

"Only!?"

Shakira rolled her eyes, "More than the most concerts I've ever had, at least three times!" ”

"Wow, that's a lot......"

Fergie really didn't know that she was already so popular in South America, and turned her head up and down to look up and down again at her best friend, who was two years younger than herself.

"How?" Shakira felt her gaze.

"Why do you dress yourself up so much like his ex-wife? Really scheming. ”

Fergie tugged at the ends of her hair, "The same instant noodle hair as Mariah Carey before her wedding, dyed golden, and blue pool ......"

"Hey! This...... It has nothing to do with me, okay? That's how Sony's Columbia Recording Artist Image Management Department was designed. ”

Shakira pushed Phigi's hand away, and was calling Qu to confess, when the door of a small hall in the distance was suddenly pushed open, and Hayden hurried out with a solemn face, and she saw Song Ya propping up the table with her arms, and discussing something fiercely with the white people who were among his stars.

The door was quickly closed, and when the tall figure of the man disappeared from sight, Shakira's heart suddenly swelled with a sense of loss, she was really weak, Estéphen asked if she wanted to agree to be his guest on the show, and she refused first, but when Estéphine still forcibly agreed on the grounds that it was good for her career, she still signed the performance contract with a scolding attitude.

I had already thought about it, this time I would take the money to do things, and I would never have anything to do with the scumbag outside of work, but on the way before I was about to meet him, I couldn't help but clamp my legs in the car, and my mind was full of 'I'm going to be pushed at night!' I'm sure I'm going to be pushed by him again at night! ’

"You're useless, Shakira." She thought to herself, thumping herself in frustration.

"What's wrong with you?" Fergie asked curiously.

"Nothing." She squeezed out a smile and changed the subject, "Did the death of 2PAC have a big impact?" ”

"In the United States, yes." Becky lowered her voice, "2PAC is the most popular hip-hop singer on the West Coast, the idol of many poor Nger, and the blood gang. ”

"So you're acquainted? You're also in the West Coast hip-hop scene, right? Shakira asked.

"No, I'm white, and they're all M-fxxk squeezing out me. If it weren't for that scumbag's sake......"

FERGIE TOOK HER GLASS AND GESTURED IN THE DIRECTION OF THE SMALL HALL WHERE SONG YA WAS, "THOSE BLACK FEMALE HIP-HOP SINGERS HAVE BEEN STARING AT ME FOR A LONG TIME. ”

She is very smart, relying on the successful semi-transformation of the title song of the second album pop dance music style SweetbutPsycho, and she has been enjoying the luxurious life of a singer for most of the year, so she is too lazy to fight with people in the air like before.

"So what does it have to do with him that 2PAC is dead? He was so nervous. Shakira asked again.

"Who knows."

Fergie saw that the door was pushed open again, and the people inside were almost gone, leaving only Song Ya and Hamlin, who raised their necks and drank the wine in the glass, "Just go and ask." ”

She grabbed her best friend's hand, strode on her high heels, and held her hand against it a second before the door was about to close, "Yo! He said hello and walked in.

"Ahh Shakira first saw a terrible photo spread out on the table, covered her mouth and screamed.

"I'm sorry."

Song Ya put the photo upside down, "The National Enquirer didn't know where to get the photo of 2PAC being automated on the autopsy table, there is really no lower limit." ”

"Has the murderer been caught?" Fergie asked.

"No, there's a big conspiracy behind this."

It's been almost a week since 2PAC hung up, and more and more accurate news has been passed from the United States, "Sugneite has been controlled by the Los Angeles police on parole charges and faces a lawsuit and jail. It doesn't look like anyone wants to see him avenge 2PAC and create more vicious cases, especially in an election year. Of course, it may also be part of a premeditation, and now some conspiracy theories are gradually spreading, saying that 2PAC was killed by him because he wanted to leave his death row inmate's record, and he had a nose and an eye. Song Ya said.

"Murder your own most profitable singer?" Fergie frowned.

"It's unlikely, Sugnett is a fool, yes, but he is also a very sophisticated mob leader, he will not make such a low-level mistake, and he will only do it in Los Angeles, not to use a private jet to escape the rule that he cannot leave Los Angeles during his parole and run to Las Vegas, as at the time of the crime."

Song Ya shook her head, "So I said there was a conspiracy, 2PAC was killed, Sugnett was entangled in lawsuits, Dre ran away early, the death row prisoner records were all over in an instant, and he was splashed with dirty water by the tabloids." The real culprit behind the scenes should have been prepared for a long time, a very beautiful move, and directly blitzed the opponent's combat center in a short period of time......"

“Shxt！ It's complicated...... But it's none of your business, right? Fergie asked.

"Hmm."

Song Ya pointed to the two women, "I have strengthened security, including you, don't talk nonsense when you go back to the United States." Quincy Jones's old fox was so frightened that he sent his son, who was signed on death row records, to Europe overnight, and his daughter Kida Jones, who is the girlfriend of 2PAC, now does not dare to break the news to reporters like a few days ago. ”

"Then 2PAC was done for nothing?" Shakira asked, "No revenge?" ”

"Haha, that's what a Latin would say."

Song Ya smiled and shrugged, "I don't know...... Maybe it's going to be some bloody minions who want to be famous and go crazy to complete their revenge, who knows? This is the gang rap circle. ”

“APLUS。” Hayden came in again.

"Let's go." Fergie took Shakira away with a very good look.

"There is also a saying that on the night 2PAC was shot, he took his younger brother to beat up an old grudge in the MGM Hotel, and after the beating, he insultingly threw a ticket to a boxing match worth a thousand knives to the other party, maybe it was just a temporary revenge of a small character, a pure accident."

Hayden closes the door to report the latest news.

"No way, it's not like an accident."

Song Yatai has experience, "The accident will not make the Los Angeles police act so quickly for a small violation of bail, Sugnett is also a rich man, he is not short of money to hire a good lawyer." 2PAC and Sugnate were ambushed on their way to a nightclub, which was definitely a planned operation. Did Linda contact MCHammer? I heard that 2PAC had a long conversation with him in Las Vegas before he died. ”

"MCHammer was also terrified, and he hid back in his church......" Hayden smiled wryly, "Snoop Dogg also hid and didn't answer the phone." ”

"That's it for the West Coast gangster rap and death row records?"

Song Ya did the math in his heart, the death row records have almost been equated with the West Coast gangster rap, and now the only Snoop Dog who can play is originally a wall-riding faction that cannot be offended on both sides, MCHammer has long been out of breath, and the outlaws group brothers of 2PAC have no real skills except for the gang, and they often forget the words or lack of gas when singing the scene, and they are purely licking 2PAC to be brought to the top.

It's unrealistic to expect Snoop Dogg to carry the West Coast flag after Sugnight is targeted by Los Angeles police, and he may even take the opportunity to simply run away to 'reunite' with his old brother Drey.

"It seems like this at the moment, and now everyone is at risk. Oh yes, I asked the inner city broadcaster to get help from Malcolm Ax's widow and got in touch with 2PAC's mother, and you can just call over at the appointed time to offer condolences. ”

Hayden looked at his watch, "It's half an hour later." ”

"Well done."

2PAC's mother is naturally grief-stricken, she is a complex person, she has participated in the Black Panther Party and engaged in progressive movements, but she is an addict, strong to raise her children, give them the best education possible, and often domestic violence, 2PAC's DearMama is written for her.

"If you need any help...... You're welcome. ”

"I will."

The two politely talked a few words on the phone, and according to the rich life experience of 2PAC's mother, at least it was impossible to believe that she had assassinated 2PAC.

"I actually like 2PAC a lot, I know we don't have a good relationship, he dissed me but I do like him, he's a genius and losing him is a big loss for the whole hip-hop community. I called his mother last night and we talked......"

After the concert the next day, Song Ya finally gave an interview to the local correspondent of the MIP Buenos Aires backstage, and the wording was carefully considered, "You know, I have always condemned the violence in this circle, we have been bothered by this problem for too long, this is a big problem, we must have enough willpower to get rid of him." ”

"Are you on Biggie's side? You've worked together with DeadAndGone, right? ”

"There's nothing on this side or there, we're a big family, WeAreOne, we're all logging tired? I really hope there won't be any more violence, Lowry Jr., 2PAC...... There are too many, they are all the best singers, and they are all very good people, and the loss of either one is a great loss to the music industry, and this kind of tragedy should not continue. ”

"So you're calling on Sugnett not to retaliate?"

"Revenge won't solve anything, it will only lead to bigger problems."

Sending the reporter away, Song Ya was a little dizzy for some reason, "Shakira, let's go, let's go back to the hotel." "He went to Shakira's dressing room to call someone.

"Wait, five minutes." Shakira gestured to the microphone in her hand.

Estéphine and the others were there, and a friendly match was playing on the small TV in the dressing room, and the Colombian team was beating Cuba.

"What's wrong with you? APLUS。 Estéphine noticed Song Ya feeling the armrest of the sofa and slowly sat down, and quipped: "You can't hold on after only five tours?" ”

"Haha, not really, but it's a little tiring......"

The Argentine audience is far less enthusiastic than the Brazilian one, and the attendance is unsatisfactory, which is indeed more tiring.

"APLUS, DO YOU KNOW JENNIFER?" Shakira asked, hanging up the phone.

"Which Jennifer?"

"Jennifer Lopez." Shakira said, "She asked me to find you...... Uh, please don't crack her down in Hollywood. ”

"You know her?"

"Of course, she's also Latina and mixed with the music industry."

"It's not about suppressing ......"

Even the heroine masturbated to Mira, how can it not be suppressed, but Jennifer Lopez is from Motura's side, and she can't have good fruit for her to eat, Song Ya didn't want to agree and denied it, "I don't have so much energy in Hollywood." ”

"Then you won't agree?" The girl is spoiled.

"Don't mess around with promises that Shakira can't do." Estéphine helped out the siege, "APLUS? Are you really okay? ”

He saw Song Ya suddenly staring directly at the football game screen on the TV, with a painful expression.

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