Chapter 259 I Desire You Desire Me
"I want you, now." Seeing the chaos of a large group of people coming to greet him, Mariah Carey whispered in his ear, and then went to socialize with others as if nothing had happened.
Her boldness made Song Ya's heart flutter, and she glanced at her graceful back wrapped in a gorgeous evening dress, and couldn't help but recall the wonderful time between the two of them in the dressing room last time, swallowing, "Uh, I'm going to the bathroom , Excuse me."
It's too difficult to 'make trouble' at such a high-end dinner party. According to his experience, the only opportunity is in the remote bathroom.
"APLUS, congratulations."
"Congratulations on getting the single APLUS of the year."
People passing by greeted him one after another. Unlike last year, almost everyone knows him now, and winning the Grammy Award also proved his strength in all aspects including public relations, so people couldn't help but look at him differently.
"Thank you, thank you, hello, YO, how is brother?"
He hurriedly perfunctory all the way, but was stopped by someone, "Hey, APLUS, will you go to the Soul Train Music Awards on March 10?"
BABYFACE is someone who cannot be dismissed with a few words, so I had to stop and chat with him, "Of course I will go, thank you for helping me get nominated, and thank you for your help on the Grammys."
In Black's own Soul Train Music Awards, Song Ya and Mariah Carey won the nomination for Best Rhythm and Blues and Soul Music Group for Empire State of Mind, which is exactly the same nomination award as AMA (American Music Awards), but this time the fans Voting is useless, and Quincy Jones and Russell Simmons have more influence in this award, so the winning situation is not optimistic. Of course, the influence of this kind of award is far less than that of the Grammy, and it’s okay if you don’t get it, but because it’s an all-black award, you still have to go, otherwise people will catch you and make a fuss.
"It's nothing, we agreed earlier." BABYFACE raised his wine glass at him, "Our LAFACE will release several records this year."
Song Ya knew that the other party was alluding to the joint promotion, "I heard that the first album of the three girls in TLC also has the original soundtrack of Cheating Heart, right?"
"more than,
And my single End Of The Road with Boyz II man. "Babyface was not polite to him.
"Okay, no problem." This was already expected by Song Ya, and it was all the rewards that should be given, "Askuber is going to Chicago to participate in the lollapalooza music festival in April, and I will hold a party to entertain him at that time. People come from both coasts.”
"OK, I'll go there when I'm free." The songs that participated in the Song Ya joint promotion plan last year include Song Ya's own single, N.W.A's album Niggaz4Life, Escube's album Death Certificate, and Professor Dafa's Main Source's debut album Breaking Atoms and Rakim's album Don't Sweat the Technique both sold well.
Last year, BABYFACE held its own identity and did not include his own best album A Closer Look in the joint promotion. Since he opened his mouth this year, everyone should repay him.
"Welcome, uh, I..." Song Ya raised her leg and was about to leave, when Babyface asked again, "Is it still the group from last year?"
"Uh, sort of, the West Coast has changed, you know..."
Song Ya had to continue chatting with him, "Big E and Derry also had a falling out. We plan to kick N.W.A's Ruthless Records and continue to cooperate with Derry's Death Row Records."
"Death Row Records?" BABYFACE thought while rubbing his chin slowly.
"Uh, BABYFACE, my side..."
"Okay, but you have to be careful of Su Ge Knight of Death Row Records, that's a guy who doesn't follow the rules. Have you heard about his methods against vanilla ice?"
"What? Someone like him would have anything to do with vanilla ice?"
"Isn't it because of the hit single Ice ice baby..." BABYFACE began to gossip.
Su Ge Knight once helped a black musician to "recover copyright fees" from Vanilla Ice, but he handled it differently. It is rumored that he once rushed into the hotel room of Vanilla Ice, grabbed the other party's foot and hung him upside down on the balcony In addition, threatened to fall to his death if he didn't give the money, Vanilla Bing had no choice but to admit his cowardice, and obediently signed a check on the spot to buy a safe.
"The vanilla ice guy is really unlucky."
Song Ya sighed, Mariah Carey appeared in her sight at this time, she pretended to go to the buffet counter to get food, then turned her head and gave herself a hard look.
"I think so too, can't I get out of here!?" Song Ya secretly groaned in her heart.
"Yeah, it's really difficult for white rappers to mix in the circle. Su Ge Knight went back to Los Angeles to show off this matter, and people in the rap circle applauded." BABYFACE pouted, very disdainful of this behavior, "We It’s enough to cooperate with him only for publicity, don’t get involved too deeply.”
"I understand, don't worry."
"Didn't you ask me about Motura asking me to make a single for Mariah Carey?" BABYFACE opened another topic, "You know what? I'm stressed out that you wrote Empire State of Mind for her Big, I'm hesitating..."
"Uh..." Babyface, you were not a talkative guy before! Song Ya didn't want to chat any more, crossed her legs and made a sad face, "Sorry, let's..."
"Okay, okay, sorry." BABYFACE was tricked, "Go quickly, the bathroom is over there..."
"Okay, let's talk later."
Song Ya walked in the direction he pointed, no, there are too many people in this place, the female guests are still queuing up, and he went around a few places impatiently, which are all inappropriate, the banquet hall in a place like the World Trade Center is nothing at all' Remote' bathroom, "Yes, the emergency exit." He walked to the corridor again, "No, there should be surveillance in that kind of place..."
He also heard Motura's voice near the corridor, as if he was arguing with MJ's manager Sandy Glenn, "I don't want to see similar incidents in Black or White MV again! You go back and tell him, to Oprah Say everything I asked him to say, or else..."
"Otherwise what?" Sandy Glenn sneered. "Do you think you can make him say nothing?"
"I'm doing it for his own good, Sandy."
"We're all doing his best."
Song Ya went around like a fly without a head, and had no choice but to go back to Mariah Carey, "Mimi, I can't find a suitable place." He reported in a low voice.
"fine."
Mariah Carey shook her hair, "I was just impulsive just now." She pointed to the ice cubes in the wine glass in her hand, "I'm much calmer now."
"Uh, well, I've got to get some..."
Song Ya also needed something to pour his heart out. He picked up the cup, got some water, and went to grab some ice cubes.
"Hmph!" It turned out that she was still dissatisfied.
"Girl, you don't know how much I want you to want me." Song Ya said in her ear.
"Wait for my call at night." She said suddenly.
"What?"
"Wait for my call, but don't call me."
"OK, all right."
Back home in Tribeca, took a cold shower, lay on the bed with his cell phone at hand, time passed by, he tossed and turned, his mind was full of the attractive figure of the other party, the first meeting in the Palace of Auburn Hills , embraced and kissed each other in the recording studio, recorded songs together, danced together on stage, joined hands on the podium, and finally faced each other honestly in the dressing room...
It's too hard to sleep
I got the sheets on the floor
nothing on me
And I can't take it no more
it's a hundred degrees
"Huh... I have to take another cold shower." Song Ya got up.
At this time the phone rang, it was her.
"Mimi."
"Where are you going..." She reported an address on the Upper East Side.
"Are there no reporters at the door?"
"No, reporters won't be on the block."
"But there are many reporters downstairs in my house."
"That's your problem." She hung up the phone.
Song Ya calmly planned in the room, "Taraji, is my fake beard still there? Old Mike, lend me one of your jackets." He began to solve the problem.
"What do you want?" Taraji asked.
"I'm going out for a while, alone." He pulled some cash out of the cookie jar under the bed.
"Can you shake off the reporter?" Old Mike brought a hoodie. "It's better than a jacket." He tossed him a pair of plain glasses.
"It's okay, you taught me to change your walking posture and posture, right?"
"Be careful."
"I see."
He puts on his makeup and steps out the door.
I got one foot out the door
Where are my keys?
"Uh, give me the keys to the house."
He put on a beard and glasses, hid his head in a hat, arched his back, made his body look a little stooped, and changed his walking posture deliberately. Instead of going to the usual underground parking lot, I walked generously from the gate of the building to the street.
No reporter connected him to Big Red's APLUS.
Cause I gotta leave, yeah
In the back of the cab
I tip the driver, head of time
Get me there fast
I got your body on my mind
I want it bad
Ooh, just the thought of you gets me so high, so high
When he reached the intersection, he waved to stop a little yellow car, and reported the address, "Hurry up, brother." He said in a thick voice to the black driver with dreadlocks.
"Okey." The driver didn't recognize him either, "There's an NGer going to a wealthy area, got it."
The other party turned on the radio, and it was the Empire State of Mind of the two, "I grew up in Chicago, and now I am walking in New York..." The driver sang along happily.
In New York in the early morning, the never-extinguishing neon lights are reflected on the car windows, and as the speed of the car increases, it turns into strips of shining light.
"Dude, do you like APLUS? This kid is so fucking crazy, those white girls are crazy about him, fighting, tearing clothes, Ho!"
Song Ya ignored him.
"Bang bang... bang! Ada!" The driver held the steering wheel with one hand and gestured with the other, as if describing the fight between Fergie and Mira, and then uttered Bruce Lee's signature cry.
Girl, you're the one
I want to want me
And if you want me, girl, you got me
There's nothing I know I wouldn't do, I wouldn't do
Just to get up next to you
Girl, you're the one
I want to want me
And if you want me, girl, you got me
Arriving at the door of a townhouse on the Upper East Side, it is indeed very quiet and peaceful, without paparazzi, and without the glitz and noise of other places in Manhattan.
"You don't need to look for it." Song Ya threw a big bill to the other party, got out of the car, walked forward, waited for the taxi to start away, then turned around and pushed open the garden door that was concealed, walked through the small garden, came to the door of the villa, and took a deep breath in one breath.
There's nothing I know I wouldn't do, I wouldn't do
Just to get up next to you
He raised his hand, only to find that the door was also concealed...
"Come up." Mariah Carey's voice came from upstairs.
Close the door and go upstairs to the only room with a light on.
Apart from her seductive smile, she has nothing left, twisting her body like a model on a runway, slowly approaching.
"Yanshi Meixing" An idiom suddenly popped up in Song Ya's mind.
The neck was clasped with both hands, "baby, I'm yours." Looking at each other, she bit her red lips lightly, her love words were straightforward and hot.
Girl, you're the one
I want to want me
And if you want me, girl, you got me
There's nothing I know I wouldn't do, I wouldn't do
Just to get up next you
Just to get up next you
Just to get up next to you
Just to get up next to you