"Ah—it's nothing, a little distracted, I—sorry," Angie looked back and forth, smiled oddly, and then asked, "By the way, what did you just say."
"I said I like your movies and your songs very much! Do you know that there is no girl of the same age who can write scripts, act in movies, write songs and sing songs like you!" The girl said excitedly and excitedly.
"Thank you, but... um... I didn't write or sing." Angela rolled her eyes and responded with a smile.
"Is that really the case? Miss AM?" Britney asked slyly, causing Angela to open her mouth wide.
"Confused? It's not surprising, isn't the first two letters of your name AM? Of course, if you hadn't heard you sing with your own ears, no one would have thought of it, your singing is amazing, yes One of the best songs I've ever heard." Britney said in one breath, staring at Angela: "You are really beautiful, Angela, especially your eyes, make people... fascinated." She Getting closer and closer, as if it was about to be posted.
Angela leaned back slightly, then smiled bitterly: "Okay, you won, I'm Miss AM." Then she immediately said nervously: "Hey, you can't tell others!"
"why?"
"No, listen, Boo... Britney, I beg you not to say it, okay?"
"Is it because of the record company?" Britney blinked, but Angela didn't speak, so she shrugged: "Well, I won't say it."
"you swear?"
"Well, I swear, in the name of God, I will never say that Angela is Miss AM unless she admits it! Is this okay?" Britney raised her hand and said with a smile.
"Okay, thank you." Angela nodded.
Then, Britney showed that sly look again and posted it: "Okay, then, is there any reward?"
Angela was stunned for a while, then showed an angry and funny look, suddenly reached out to hold her face, and then kissed her lips, Britney struggled twice in panic, but just grabbed her hand Then stopped again, a wonderful feeling spread from the bottom of her heart, and she couldn't help opening and closing her small mouth to cooperate with the other person's sucking, and the unique sweetness flowed continuously from the kissing place to all over the body.
It seemed like only a few seconds had passed, and it seemed like a century had passed before Angela left her lips, but Britney leaned forward as if she hadn't had enough, opening her mouth slightly to chase after her. red lips. But Angela didn't give her a chance, just pressed her forehead, and then the two of them gasped lightly together. After a long while, the two looked up at each other and said nothing, only the atmosphere was extremely ambiguous.
"Ann... Angela, I think..." After a long time, Britney opened her mouth and gently pulled Angela's hand holding her face.
"Ah, this, I'm sorry... I'm just... It's like this... I have a friend, she always likes this... teases me like this, so... So I'm always like this... " Angela let go of her hands and explained incoherently, from time to time He opened his hands and then closed them again, looking helpless.
Seeing her playful appearance, although her face was still blushing, Britney couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Angela, you are so funny."
"Interesting? Well, maybe it is." Angela scratched her head and smiled bitterly. Her face was also flushed and very attractive.
"The last time I met you, you should have come to record that pure music EP, right? So today you came to the record company to record a new record? Are you going to release an official album? What songs? Or in the name of Miss AM? When are you going to release an album under the original name?" Britney, who had returned to normal, asked a series of questions, wishing to pester Angela to ask everything she wanted to ask.
"Wait! Wait!" Angela raised her hands, "Britney, are you a member of the Mickey Club?"
"Yes, what's the matter?" the girl replied suspiciously.
"Did you guys come here to record the chorus single like last time?" Angela continued to ask.
"Yes." Britney nodded.
Then Angela coughed dryly and said, "You've been out for so long, will the person in charge worry about you?"
"Don't worry, Mr. Hayden Hunter is in charge of our recording, he has business to go to Mr. Burns, yes, in the instrument room, so we are resting now, oh, of course, I didn't mean to eavesdrop You're talking!" Britney said, sticking out her tongue.
"Really, but when I just came out, Mr. Hayden was also going back. I still have something to discuss with Mr. Burns, so he has to... be in charge of your affairs alone." Angela rolled her eyes twice. circle, said.
"Really?!" A look of fear flashed in Britney's eyes, and she hurriedly walked out, "Then I'll go back quickly, Mr. Hayden's fire is very scary."
But after two steps, she turned back, grabbed Angela's hand and said eagerly, "Are you still here these days? Angela?"
"Well, maybe, if my discussions with Mr. Burns go well, I might start recording, but I'm going to Europe to make a movie, so it's hard to say when I'll be at the record company." Angela After thinking about it, he said.
"Then...then can I see you again? I usually go to the TV station... By the way, I live at 52 Waterland Street, um, the phone number is 5523641..." Britney didn't seem to know what to say .
Angela had to interrupt: "Okay, so, you go back first, and then I will let Mr. Burns leave you my address, and you can write to me then, okay?"
The girl thought for a few seconds, then nodded: "Okay, so that's it?"
"It's settled!" Angela nodded again and again.
"Okay, then I'll leave first." Britney reluctantly walked to the door, then suddenly ran back, put her arms around Angela's neck, kissed her on the lips suddenly, and then ran out giggling.
Angela was in a daze. After touching her lips, she rolled her eyes and leaned against the washbasin. What a hell, Lindsay! it was all your fault! If it wasn't for some French wet kiss on Halloween on Wednesday, how could she have kissed Britney impulsive just now? However, has Britney ever been at MMC? I didn't recognize it last time, really... I don't know what to say.
The girl shrugged and decided not to think about it for a while, walked out and went back to the instrument room, where only John Burns was sitting, looking at the score in his hand.
"John, has Hayden gone back?" Angela asked.
"Yes, he is also in charge of MMC's recording work." John nodded.
Good, at least that way I didn't cheat Britney. Angela thought like this and sat down beside the music director: "How about you still insist on your opinion?"
"In fact, you said so, what else can I say, these songs you made by yourself are very good." John shook his head with a wry smile, then put down the score in his hand and said: "However, I have another Would you like to hear some advice?"
"Okay, tell me."
"It's difficult to grasp the overall style with your own lyrics and composition alone, so I thought, maybe you can try to cover two old songs, how about it?"
"You agreed?" Sparrow asked after getting into the car, he didn't drive - after Angela attended the interview, Jared replaced his daughter with a silver Rolls-Royce, with Traveling outside of school, and specially asked David to be Angela's driver.
"Yeah, I've thought about it, John's right, I'm very talented, but it's not enough to drive the style composition of the whole album, so if I really want to make a hodgepodge, I write the lyrics myself It's impossible to maintain the right balance." Angela shrugged.
In fact, if she really needs to, she can come up with ten songs with complementary styles, but Angela herself has long decided to copy at most four songs and write the remaining six by herself. After all, she has heard so many songs. , and 42 years of experience, 12 years of music practice, I am willing to write suitable songs.
However, due to the great mood swings after being exposed some time ago, especially the "false report of the incident", even if the "Los Angeles Evening News" apologized the next day, it still made her feel depressed for several days, so there is no need to modify it. Except for "god_is_agirl" and "forever_young", only slightly modified "skate_boy" sung at Avril's house, and "every_time", which was originally intended to be overhauled, has not been moved, let alone created it by myself.
After going out for a crazy night with Jessica and Lindsay on Halloween, although I was still miserable, my mood finally improved a lot. The next day, I revised "every_time" in one breath. At the same time, she composed two new songs: "Under_the_blue_sky" and "Light", but after all, this is the first time, and six songs have to be composed, and the style matching is also considered. For her, it is a little bit difficult, so Byrne It is suggested that 2 or 3 old songs can be covered to supplement it.
"This is indeed a feasible opinion, so do you choose it yourself, or do they choose it for you?" Sparrow asked with a smile.
"Of course it's me, but they can offer advice." Angela shrugged, thinking back to her previous meeting with "Britney Sweet", she suddenly realized that whoever she sang would appear in front of her. Waterfall sang "complicated", and Avril appeared, sang "every_time" here, and Britney ran out again. If she went to Germany to sing "god_is_agirl", would Mell also appear
Really... ridiculous idea, Angela rolled her eyes, but aside from keeping in touch with the occasional phone call, I haven't seen Avril for a long time, I still miss her, maybe I can go see her when I am in New York this year. look at her.
At this time, her thoughts came to New York again. She didn't know how Natalie was doing now. Since the last incident ended with a public apology from the Los Angeles Evening News, she was always worried that Natalie would have a pimple in her heart, but unfortunately she followed suit. Luc Besson went to France for publicity, and neither of them could get through on the phone. Even Halloween was in Europe.
I hope she doesn't have anything to think about. The girl thought sullenly. At this moment, the phone rang, Sparrow answered the phone and asked a few words in a low voice, nodded again, and then looked at Angela: "Angie, let me tell you a... Well, good news, Natalie has returned from France. came back."
"Really?" Angela's eyes widened.
"Yes, just got off the plane." Sparrow nodded, and then Angela grabbed the mobile phone and dialed it.
"It's me, Dad, I want to go to New York...you know why...I want to tell her in person...Yes, it's important! It's important!...Thank you, Dad, I love you!"
Angela who turned off the phone hurriedly shouted to the driver David: "Let's go to the airport, David, the plane arranged by Dad will take off in an hour, I'm going to New York, now!"