Mexico is a neighbor and has a high acceptance of the pop trend of the United States, so the concert selection can be wider, and the next day, Song Ya and William Adams and others passionately sang his 'old song': Remember The Name in front of an audience of more than 50,000.

“This is ten percent luck， twenty percent skill，Fifteen percent concentrated power of will，Five percent pleasure， fifty percent pain……”

The atmosphere was invincible, and he sang very vigorously, holding the microphone to his mouth with his left hand, rushing from one corner of the stage to the other, bending down and high-fives the audience in front row, and then taking off the bull hat and throwing it vigorously into the crowd.

Pain!

The middle finger of the right hand suddenly hit the light box? Or some other metal corner of the equipment erected in the corner of the stage, I don't know, he almost screamed on the spot, quickly gritted his teeth and turned around, and made a code to William Adams to help sing the next paragraph.

Although it was agreed in advance, William Adams was still stunned, but fortunately he walked to the center of the stage decisively and saved the scene smoothly with a hip-hop gesture.

"What's wrong?" The director asked through the ear.

Song Ya squeezed out a smile to the audience that was actually suffering, and gestured backstage with her right hand behind her back.

"Okay, I'll see if I can change the order of the performances, Shakira? Is Shakira ready? ”

The other head panicked for a while and quickly recovered, "OK, APLUS hold on until I can introduce Shakira to the game?" ”

Song Ya gave a hard thumbs up.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Shakira！ ”

In a simple cameo announcement, only a spotlight shining in the center was left on the stage, and the staff members with high chairs, standing microphones, and wires quickly trotted over to set it up.

"What's wrong with you?" Shakira, who came on stage with a guitar, asked.

One went on stage and the other went down, the two didn't have time to talk more, Song Ya showed her the middle finger that was already bleeding, and staggered with grinning faces.

The wound was quite deep, but fortunately the bones were fine, and the accompanying doctor helped to deal with it simply, and after Shakira finished singing two songs, his middle finger was wrapped in gauze like a white radish and went on stage again.

Fans immediately noticed that some die-hard female fans in the front row who came to watch the concert from the United States to chase stars were so distressed that they cried.

"I'm fine, I'm fine...... Ha ha! ”

He laughed self-deprecatingly to the audience, and the girls burst into tears and laughed.

Girl， youre the one I want to want me

And if you want me， girl， you got me

Theres nothing I know I wouldnt do， I wouldnt do

Just to get up next to you

I don't know why, the slight pain made me more focused, Song Ya sweated more in the second half than in the previous games, and almost nothing went wrong, and even in the final encore, in response to the collective chanting of female fans, she sang Want to Want Me, the most difficult song in her own world, which she hadn't sung for a long time.

It's just that when I sing I Want to Want Me in unison on and off the stage, that white radish is a bit dramatic.

"Is it okay to have two left?"

In order to prevent accidents, he was taken to the hospital after the concert, as well as tetanus shots, and Anschutz's people were nervous.

"Yo, no problem, it doesn't affect my ability to hold the microphone."

Don't want to ruin my character with this little injury, Song Ya waved his hand aggressively.

"Tomorrow I won't rehearse, I'm going to the TV station to record the show. See you next show, Bye, Shakira, Bye, Fergie. ”

Outside the hospital gate, Song Ya waved goodbye to the two women who came to visit, then crossed the roof of the car and gave the paparazzi a middle finger across the road.

The paparazzi erupted in laughter, the news was there, and the photo material was there.

Getting into the car, Old Mike slowly started the car.

"Xue Linfen's phone."

Taraghi, the co-pilot, handed over the phone.

The finger still hurts, "The news is so fast?" ”

"Probably not, right?"

"Sherlyn?" He took the phone with his left hand and asked.

"Uh...... Uh......" Xue Linfen was on the other end of the phone, but stopped.

"What's wrong?"

"I just got a call from the doctor and I ...... Belch...... It seems to be pregnant again. Xue Linfen said.

"Really? Great, congratulations...... Uh, no, congratulations, it's not ......"

The two of them laughed as they chatted, "Anyway, you know what I mean, Xue Lin, I like children." Song Ya said.

"Well, did the concert go well?"

"Ahh......h

"Are you really okay?"

"It's okay......"

"I hope it's a girl this time."

"Hmmm......"

The two chatted all the way to the hotel, where a small party had already been organized on the rooftop of the presidential suite on the top floor, and the main creators of the tour were about to be there, and they had to deal with some care and communication.

"So you're here?"

Song Ya overhears Ms. Sloane and Alicia standing in a remote corner, leaning against the railing overlooking the night view of Mexico City, still wearing a well-tailored professional suit, Alicia's blue style is more feminine, and Sloane's checkered high shoulders are the usual smart androgynous style.

He walked past the people who were chatting in twos and threes with wine glasses.

"Are you okay here today?" Alicia's cheeks were crimson with drink, and she gestured with a pun on her middle finger.

"It's okay......"

Song Ya smiled helplessly, "I don't know how many times I said the word okay today." ”

"You talk." Sloane said goodbye with a clear face.

"Don't leave me and the Governor's wife alone here, Sloan......"

Song Ya glanced at the side and back covertly, "Mike said that the man may have accepted a hundred to three hundred knives from a certain paparazzi. ”

"Who?" Alicia asked.

"Don't, don't stare at him deliberately, he wears a red waiter vest and looks like an Indian."

Song Ya smiled: "There should be more than one hotel staff member who collected the money, so ...... Be very cautious. Your vigilance is a bit low Alicia, but luckily this is Mexico. ”

"Today's concert was wonderful, APLUS." Alicia smiled a little embarrassed, took a sip of wine, and immediately stood a lot more serious, "You are a singer, of course you have experience in dealing with paparazzi......"

"Yes, I'm used to it. What about Pierre? Song Ya asked.

"He took a flight back to New York this morning." Alicia said.

"You didn't go back with him? What about the Inner City Broadcaster's contract with XXL Magazine? ”

"I'll go with Sloan tomorrow to save some travel expenses and rub your private jet." Alicia squeezed out an unnatural smile.

"Then you won't watch the next concert?"

"You only need to watch one concert for any concert, right?"

"Then you can't count Alicia as my big fan."

"I never idolize my clients."

"Haha!"

Ooh， just the thought of you gets me so high， so high！

At the party, he put on his Want to Want Me again, "How do you sing the tail note after you are so high?" APLUS。 Ms. Sloan asked.

"Well, I used to have a thin voice, but now it's impossible to sing it as it is. Everything you hear at the concert has a post-editing effect. ”

"I see."

The three of them chatted for a long time, "Anyway, if you want to make a memory in Mexico, I'm here to ...... Room. ”

Taking advantage of the good atmosphere, Song Ya drank the wine in the cup and turned to leave.

With the air of memories, he did not go to the rehearsal the next day, and appeared in the studio of a talk show in Mexico.

Some TV shows in South America are more open than in the United States, and the hostesses are dressed in hot clothes and make some dizzy jokes with the guests and translators.

"I JUST FINISHED READING A BOOK ABOUT YOU, APLUS." She said.

"What? I don't remember...... Oh. "Song Ya saw her take out a copy of 'When I Was Young', written by Ellie, the first campus girlfriend after the crossing.

He and the host guests both laughed, "She praised you for having a good name." The hostess read a short paragraph, "Say you can even go and act in that kind of San Fernando Valley movie?" ”

"Well, that's not all the truth in the book."

I really couldn't stand it, the female guest spoke in Spanish, leaned over coquettishly, and in front of the camera, she actually put her arm directly on her shoulder while she was sitting and spoke.

"Is she your first love?"

"Sort of."

"The girl next door?"

"What?"

Song Ya felt a little dizzy, the big thing was not good, this seems to be a live broadcast? That movie that is just one clip away seems to be about to apocalypse, is it called the girl next door (excellent)?

"She says in the book it's not far from your house."

"Yes, sort of......"

"Your finger hurt yesterday, didn't you?"

"Yes......" Song Ya showed very carefully, it was also a live broadcast in Mexico, and the middle finger of the show was not good.

"Wow, good bandage!"

The female guest seemed to be crazy with red thoughts, and suddenly leaned forward contrivedly, and then fell in front of the camera, and then ......

is not surprisingly gone, this seems to be the traditional entertainment of Latin American variety shows.

"Damn it! Kill me! ”

In the exclamation of the hostess, Song Ya rolled her eyes in her heart, and fainted on the sofa really, without any pretense.