"Ladies and gentlemen, Shakira!"

Singing and dancing, a sweaty Songya introduced Shakira, and then waved goodbye to the 80,000 spectators in the Aztec Stadium, "The stage is yours." ”

He bumped two punches with Shakira, who was on stage with a guitar, and trotted back to the lounge with brisk steps.

Shakira would sing two songs, that is, to buy himself less than ten minutes of rest, and he had to hurry.

“Hey！ Why do you have a straight face, I sang it wrong? ”

It's already the last concert in Central and South America, tomorrow I will fly to New York to visit little Rega to rest and rest, and then fly directly to Spain, Ms. Sloan, Hamlin, and Taragi are not there, in addition to the staff such as Fu Huadao, there are also several tour creators and the entourage of the performance agency Anschutz.

"Nope." Everyone spoke in unison.

"Hey......

Rushing into the shower, someone had already helped adjust the water to the most suitable temperature, divided by two, and the big horn took off his performance costume, threw it outside, and began to take a shower.

The trip back to rice was generally very pleasant, and I got rid of the 3DFX problem, and got two apocalyptic movie clips, one from a new film that may be about the drummer, and the other was an 'old film' with Charles, which occasionally apocalyptic when playing that game, and having fun with Treasure Girl.

"Oh......"

The warm flow of water made him involuntarily close his eyes, and then let him moan in a low voice.

In addition to Argentina and Chile, the Central and South American tour was a great success in Brazil and Mexico, and this one, the last one in Mexico, set a new audience record for its own tour.

The reason is that the topic of fainting in Mexico during the live broadcast is extremely hot, and the second is that the fans of the southern part of the United States have organized the largest support action, it is very convenient to come to Mexico from the south, and the consumption here is not high, and it is just a trip by the way after watching the concert.

What is the concept of 80,000 people? When I looked over on the stage, no matter which direction I looked, it was full of people, and they shouted APLUS in unison! APLUS！ Sing along with the hit songs, this atmosphere, this feeling, not to mention how cool it is.

According to Anschutz, if the tour is planned to go on next year, HBO and other TV stations will compete for a very good price to buy the right to broadcast the video of one of their local concerts in the United States.

“APLUS？”

Accidentally enjoyed a little too much, and the stylist began to urge outside.

"That's it! Miles and miles ......"

Drying up and down, humming strange songs, the stylist holds clean new clothes in his hands, this time it is the usual configuration of T-shirts and jeans, of course, large thick gold chains, rhinestone tags and other objects.

"What's next?"

He dressed neatly, went to sit down in front of the makeup mirror outside, and let everyone around him busily help dress up.

“Where Is The Love。”

"Ahem, What's wrong with the world, mama?" He began to clear his throat and study the makeup mirror with his hands and feet, this kind of song is sung well, and the words are impossible to forget.

"Three minutes." Fergie, who had already dressed up, talked and laughed with William Adams and the others, and pushed the door in.

"Don't worry, rest assured, I won't delay ......"

Song Ya smiled and told them not to rush, "Huh? Picking up the light stick wrapping paper on the dressing table, the fanatical fans of this fan meeting also formed a fluorescent cheering group, bringing a lot of Dow light sticks endorsed by themselves, they spelled words offstage, played with people, and enjoyed themselves.

The glow stick packaging has a colorful trade name and logo text, and then it is printed on the front of it, giving it a thumbs up, and smiling out with white teeth.

"Is this new?" The sound of cheap plastic being crumpled out of the bag.

"I don't know, I feel that the quality inside and out is worse than before." William Adams said.

"Huh."

Dow is estimated to have run out of heart under the competition of this sub-product, and has begun to enter the stage of just bad money.

"What's wrong with them?" Fergie pouted Nunu outside the door.

"What?"

"Something seems to have happened." Fergie said.

Song Ya got up a little puzzled, "Is there anything I don't know?" ”

He walked to the door, and while checking and putting on important items such as ear monitors and microphones that Old Mac had kept himself, he asked the people who were gathered at the door to chat with Anschutz, who were a little wrong, and their emotions were not very high.

"No, it's not your business, come on stage APLUS." They replied.

"Let's go."

Song Ya felt that it might be something related to them, they didn't want to say it now to affect their performance status, and there was nothing wrong with it, and they walked through the busy backstage corridor with Phygie and the others to the curtain on the side of the stage.

The clock was just right, and Shakira was sitting in a high chair, playing and singing the last few lines of the second song.

"Thank you! Thank you, Shakira. ”

After she finished singing the curtain call, Song Ya put on her ears to isolate the 80,000 people from the mountains and tsunamis a little, and strode onto the stage.

"Goodbye."

He gave the girl a big hug, and Shakira took the opportunity to whisper in her ear that she would not accompany her to Europe, where Anschuz arranged for a local star to be a guest performer.

"Hmm."

When Song Ya replied, "Yo! Fergie was already standing on the edge of the stage and was stirring up the atmosphere.

Multiplayer hip-hop songs, acrobatic girls falling from the sky, graceful chair dances, "Ai se eu te pego, Ai ai se eu te pego......" Finally, in the Latin American fan-favorite Ai Se Eu Te Pego encore, the stage is completely enveloped by the spraying of dry ice.

“No！ APLUS！ No！ Don't go! Don't leave me! ”

In the last moment, he saw the desperate eyes of those fanatical female fans who were crying and reaching out to him, trying hard, trying hard, as if they wanted to freeze time in this moment.

"Perfect! That's great! ”

Before he took off the monitors, he heard the director cheering over the radio.

"Thank you for the accompaniment."

Song Ya hugged the accordionist next to him and stepped down from the stage together, "Celebration party!" A loud announcement to the cast and crew behind the curtain was greeted with cheers.

"Can you say that?"

Anschutz's men reunited in the break room, this time with their faces no longer concealing their concern.

“Shxt！”

Greeted and hugged through the door, he saw someone stuffing a box of tapes into the VCR, turning on the TV, and then the phone handed by Old Mike countless missed calls.

Hiding it from me, right? He glared at Old Mike.

'Crime and punishment in hip-hop. ’

The CBS music channel logo appeared on the TV screen, with a big headline, and the picture was a photo of 2PAC being photographed by the paparazzi sitting in the passenger seat and Sugnight driving.

"On September 13, hip-hop star 2PAC died in a shooting, and the incident took place here, at the intersection where I was standing, at that time, the car he was riding in was waiting for the traffic light ......"

A young white male with a raw face stood on the street of Las Vegas at night and spoke to the camera, "At the moment, neither the Las Vegas nor the Los Angeles police have captured the real suspects, I understand that they arrested some people, but quickly released the ......"

Song Ya has seen a lot of related news and reports in the past 20 days, but it is nothing more than the same old fashion, and it has something to do with herself? He wondered as to the man who was looking at Anschutz.

The other party made a gesture and motioned to continue looking.

"I'm not going to focus on this sad thing today. Actually, the hip-hop music scene, or let's narrow it down a bit, the tragic incident in the rap industry and even the gang rap industry is far more than this, and 2PAC is just the most famous one. He's not the first rap star to die at gunpoint, and I don't think he will be the last......"

The white man said very clearly, the picture changed from a street scene to a photo of a singer who died unexpectedly, and many black faces swept through the picture like marquees, and their real names were marked with small quotation marks in the middle of the subtitles.

Little Lowry's face was lined up in the middle, and it also flashed.

"Why? Why is vendetta repeatedly banned in this circle, and one young life after another leaving us......"

The white man began to ask, "What kind of rules do they follow?" Who killed them? Someone? Or society as a whole? ”

"Who does he think he is?"

William Adams and the others, who were standing behind Song Ya and watching together, scolded that they should be very unhappy that a white man would discuss these things on behalf of the black group.

"Shh Fergie put her index finger to her mouth.

"I can't say that I know this circle best, but I have been carefully and silently visiting and investigating for several years."

The white man seemed to hear William Adams' complaints, and he continued: "I remember the first time I was on an interview assignment, when I was still working for the New York Times, and the editor-in-chief told me that there was a very vicious shooting in Harlem, yes, maybe some fans remember, it was the Harlem nightclub shooting. ”

The accompanying picture begins with a news photo of the nightclub in Harlem after the incident.

“Shxt！” Song Ya remembered who this white man was, he didn't know this person, but he knew about his existence for a long time.

"I did a lot of work, field research, interviews with the people...... Unfortunately, the feature was not published at the time. The white man continued: "I am here to thank CBS for allowing my story to finally get air. ”

Song Ya looked left and right, everyone was watching quietly, New York Times did not publish the report was the result of William Morris's public relations, but I didn't expect the reporter to run to CBS to continue.

CBS……

The current president of Sony North Mi, Howard Stringer, is the former president of CBS.

Thinking of the sudden suicide of the person who was the key to the Motura wiretapping case three months ago, and the seriousness of Anschutz and the others present, he felt that the situation was not good.

The TV cut from Las Vegas to a bridge where the white man strolled over, "but the first thing we're talking about is not the Harlem nightclub shooting, but the 'bridge battle' between rappers in Brooklyn, New York, and the Bronx, much earlier, ...... in the 'eighties."

He turned to the beginning of the history of Beef in the hip-hop scene.