"Hey, how are you?" The door of the recording studio was suddenly pushed open, and Lindsay with a sly smile appeared in front of the three of them. In her right hand was a basket with various Various snacks.
She was a little surprised by the tense atmosphere in the room, she rolled her eyes and then came to the two of them with a smile, took out two pies from the basket and handed them to them: "Okay, let's try it first. Try the apple pie from the snack shop on Eccleston Street, I went there on purpose to get it."
Seeing that the two of them refused to answer, Lindsay stomped her feet angrily: "Hey, I, a big star, worked so hard to go out to buy delicious snacks for everyone, but in the end, they were ignored, it's better than those outside People are polite, what is this!"
Looking at her deliberately pouting mouth and pretending to be hurt, Angela and Avril couldn't help but burst into laughter. Although they put it away at the same time and continued to stare at each other, they took the apple from Lindsay. group.
"That's right, having some snacks together will definitely make you feel much better." Lindsay clapped the basket in her hand and smiled, then walked to the assistant who hid in the corner, and handed the apple pie to the other side. With a wink, "Kenworthy, how about you have a piece too?"
"Well...Thank you." The assistant who took the dim sum looked at her puzzled, until Lindsay gave her another look before she understood, she stood up and strode outside: "Sorry, I want to go to the bathroom ."
Without waiting for Angela or Avril to speak, his people disappeared, and after placing a few snacks on the table next to him, Lindsay also carried a basket and lifted her legs and walked out: "I'm going to deliver snacks to others, so Don't bother you anymore."
After the door of the recording studio slammed shut, the two big-eyed and small-eyed people let out a sigh of relief and looked at each other with strange expressions. After a few seconds, they burst out laughing again, and said at the same time: "I'm sorry. …”
After being stunned for a while, the two laughed loudly this time, as if they were overjoyed, as if they had encountered the funniest thing in the world. Then Angela took a bite of the pie in her hand, and nodded her head again and again: "It tastes really good, let's try it first, or Lindsay will run in later and say we don't respect her."
"If she dares to make noise again, I'll be rude to her." Avril snorted softly, and immediately put the apple pie in her mouth, "Hmm... It's really not bad, she has eyesight."
The two sat down at the table, tasting the rest of the pie and discussing it, and then slowly turned the topic back to the song that was recorded just now.
"I have to admit, I didn't take your feelings into consideration, and... I'm also a little impatient." Avril said vaguely. Apple pie stuffed her mouth full and her cheeks were bulging, but she looked cute.
"Me too, I forgot that it was your first time as an independent producer, and I didn't have a good fight with you," Angela, who was biting into the snack, shrugged, "I'm also impatient because of the third song to be recorded. not yet completed."
"Why, as a genius, there are times when you can't finish songs?" Avril asked half-jokingly, in exchange for Angela's rolling eyes: "Genius is not omniscient."
After a pause, she sighed: "The song has been composed, but... Anyway, I don't know what words to fill in. I think it's probably because I haven't... hell..."
Angela mumbled and covered her forehead, Avril couldn't help putting down the dessert in her hand, hesitated, and then held Angela's hand: "It will get better, Angie, it will definitely get better - if... If possible, I will help How are you filling in the words?"
Angela couldn't help being stunned, raised her head to meet the other party's gray-blue eyes: "Are you here to fill in the words?"
"Although I'm not as talented as you, it's no problem to write lyrics for a song," Avril said seriously and confidently, "You've never let anyone else write lyrics for you except cover, why don't you change it and try? ?"
"A person who keeps saying that he wants to surpass me, but now says that I don't have talent, does this count as admitting defeat in disguise?" Angela couldn't help teasing Avril, and then raised her hand before the other party opened his rebuttal: "Okay, I know what you want to say, it's nothing more than admitting that talent is inferior to others doesn't mean admitting defeat, if it wasn't for me being too lazy, I don't know what would have happened now - oh, Weiwei, I can almost memorize it."
"Really? So what else? I must have said more than that." Avril's face became a little unsightly.
"Hey, don't be like this, I'm just joking." Angela raised her hand with a smile, took a long breath and looked at the other party and said with the same serious tone: "Your talent is very good, Weiwei, you will never lose Give—even more than me. Don't deny it, I know it better than you. So... I want you to write the lyrics to my new song."
Avril was stunned for a while, and then showed a surprised expression: "You agreed?!"
"If you're not deaf." Angela smiled and raised her hand.
The girl cheered immediately and rushed up to hug Angela tightly, but she quickly realized what she was doing, and quickly returned to her position, tilting her head and rubbing her nose uncomfortably. Angela didn't notice her movements, she stuffed the last half of the pie into her mouth and wiped her hands with a tissue before saying, "However, my requirements are very strict.
"As long as it's not messing around like today." Avril immediately waved her fist.
"Okay, I've become a nonsense again," Angela pouted, "In short, the lyrics of this song are left to the attention-grabbing little rock witch, let me see how far you have grown on this. ."
"You will see, I promise." Avril raised her chest and returned to her previous confident look again.
Angela smiled and stared at Avril, a little dazed, she suddenly reached out and brushed the long hair in front of the girl's forehead, and her expression became a little dazed: "By the way, when was this long pink hair dyed? "
"Recently," Avril swept the conspicuous pink in her hair, "this was originally a plan that stylists abandoned, but I thought it was very good and insisted on making it, but everyone thought it was great, you Woolen cloth?"
"I like it." Angela nodded very seriously, but her fingers suddenly slipped onto the girl's smooth face.
Avril was stunned for a moment, and then twisted her head slightly unnaturally. Seeing that Angela, who was staring at her in a daze, didn't respond, she leaned back sharply and coughed dryly: "Angie!"
"What's wrong?" Angela suddenly came back to her senses and asked with a smile.
"You don't think it's a bit... Of course, I don't mean anything to you... I want to say... Damn, what the hell am I trying to say!" Avril made a meaningless gesture, not knowing what to say.
"Oh, this is really bad, you know there's no one else here," Angela showed a disappointed expression to hide the panic flashing in her eyes, "So you can't do any intimate actions in the future?"
"No, no, that's not what I meant." Avril waved her hand quickly, "I just have some..."
"Okay, I understand," Angela grabbed her hand, "let's put this aside for now, instead of spending time on it, let's have a good discussion about what we think about the cover of "knock on heaven"'s door. which are different. You know, I have to finish these new songs as soon as possible. "
After having a deep understanding of each other's ideas through detailed conversations, the next recording went a lot smoothly, and even if there were disagreements, they would be quickly resolved through communication. The production assistant Kenworthy, who was specially sent by the record company to assist, completely became a spectator, because even if Avril had any problems in production, Angela, who was recording, would immediately point it out and guide corrections or assist from the side. So his biggest role is to squat in the corner and draw circles.
During this period, Lindsay came again several times, but each time, Angela and Avril teamed up and blasted them out. As for the reason, it's very simple. This guy brought snacks but didn't bring any drinks. So the two people in the studio ate a lot of apple pie and prepared to continue recording, only to find that they couldn't record well when their tongues were sour. After drinking a few large bottles of pure water, the problem was solved, but after that, they frequently went to the toilet during the recording, which made the two very depressed.
Although Angela and Avril both knew that these little troubles had nothing to do with their negligence, they still tacitly pointed the finger at Lindsay. Anyway, it was no big deal for her to be a scapegoat once or twice.
"You guys are going too far. Even though you have a responsibility, you're putting it all on me!" Lindsay complained and got into the car, looking very angry. Although she didn't think so much, she wasn't an idiot after all.
"The problem is, if it wasn't for the apple pie you gave, there wouldn't be so much trouble in the back." Angela wasn't confused by her appearance at all, she put away her phone and said jokingly, while making a driving gesture to the bodyguard in front.
"If I don't come to deliver the apple pie, God knows how long you will continue to fight like that." Lindsay rolled her eyes and pulled the topic to another place, but Angela immediately blocked it: "Don't you think that me and I The contradiction between Weiwei is irreconcilable, and there is no room for turning back other than parting ways?"
The depressed Lindsay opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but Angela suddenly held her head and leaned under the seat.
"What?" Lindsay asked curiously.
"Reporter." Angela replied briefly, followed by a noisy voice outside.
"It's no wonder you didn't get in the car that Buck was driving. It turned out to be deliberately letting them draw attention from behind." After the car drove onto the street, Lindsay, who straightened up, said admiringly from the rear window, looking out.
"It's just a little trick," Angela, who also straightened her body, said while tidying up her appearance, "If it wasn't for these guys being a bit over the top recently, I would usually cooperate with them."
"That's because you are a national idol, and you just announced that the new song will be downloaded for free." Lindsay turned her head and made a face, and then deliberately sighed in an envious tone: "When will I Only then can you be chased and intercepted by reporters frantically.”
"Why, are there no reporters chasing you now, sweet country girl?" Angela asked teasingly.
"Of course not, I mean, like you, you are the focus all the time." Lindsay said seriously, gesturing.
"The price to pay is that you have to be careful in everything you do." Angela turned her head and muttered in a low voice, reaching out and rubbing lightly on her forehead. Then she thought of something and looked at Lindsay again: "You know, Lindsay, there are two ways to be the center of attention, one is hard and the other is easy."
"Which two?" Lindsay suddenly became interested.
"One is to keep trying to show your talent and edge in front of the camera, no matter what people around you see you will not be discouraged and compromised, then sooner or later you will shine brightly - which is difficult; and the other is Use your words and deeds to gain attention, this is a place where entertainment comes first, as long as you can entertain the public regardless of your image, then countless eyes will definitely focus on you - it's very simple." Angela said slowly, He looked at Lindsay without blinking.
The girl couldn't help showing a thoughtful look, but then she frowned and waved her hand: "It's really troublesome, I can't think about so many problems, in short, it's definitely right to be like you!"
Angela couldn't help being dumbfounded for a while, this answer was really Lindsay's style, she shook her head slightly with a bitter smile and a relief, and then pressed the girl's head: "Okay, then I'll wait for you to shine. "
Well, take the time to find someone to help write "Hurricane Rescue", by the way, "Mean Girls" seems to be adapted from a novel, you can let Jack or Uncle Vincent help you out. Angela, who was thinking, patted the bodyguard in the driver's seat: "Lane, go to Harold Street first and send Lindsay back."
"Wait, can't I go to your house?" Lindsay asked in surprise, then looked at Angela with a pleading look.
"I still have things to do, dear." Angela said evasively.
"Oh, don't be like this, Angie, Ellie went to grandma's house, I don't want to go home and be alone." Lindsay immediately took Angela's arm and shook it slightly coquettishly.
Staring at her cute appearance, Angela couldn't help being a little dazed, but she restrained herself immediately, and said in the lowest voice with a wry smile, "Don't make me embarrassed."
Lindsay finally stopped shaking and looked at Angela and nodded with some resentment.
Get as much into your work as possible so you don't overthink it. After Lindsay got out of the car, Angela, who watched the girl go away from the rear window, murmured in her heart.
This time, Miss Angel will produce three new songs and provide free downloads on the Internet. At the same time, she will also produce no more than 200,000 EPs for free distribution. After the news came out, it caused a strong response again. While fans would prefer her to release a new album or give a concert, it seems nice to have new songs for free - of course, some people are definitely not comfortable, such as the guys who download on the Internet and never pay .
Reporters have mixed opinions on this. Some people think that Angela is very bold, some people think that she has too much money and nowhere to spend, and some people think that this is a hype carried out by her and the record company - why else let Avril be her own. The producer of the new song
"It's very simple, Vivi and I both like this song - yes, this is an old song covered - if I hadn't wanted to cover it, she might have done it first. In addition, among the two new songs, one of A song written by her is very good, that's all I can say. If you want to know the details, don't worry, Halloween will be over soon." Angela responded on the blog.
Actually, it's good to say hype, but it's the record company hyping it, not her. Avril Lavigne would propose herself to be the producer of the cover of "knock on heaven"s door. In addition to her own thoughts, the executives of the record company also did a lot of work.
Although Angela acquiesced to this - after all, it is impossible for a record company to produce and distribute a free EP for her without giving her any benefits - and even agreed to let Avril write the lyrics for her new song, but it is still necessary to clear it.
Of course, this did not affect the relationship between Angela and Avril, so news like "According to people familiar with the matter, Miss Angel had a serious conflict with Little Rock Witch when she was making a new song" was immediately criticized by the two of them. head.
"They always do this, creating news without news. I don't think anyone with a little discernment will believe this nonsense." Avril Lavigne replied to the host's inquiry when she was on a certain show. .
And Angela was not as polite as she was when she was finally blocked by reporters, and scolded mercilessly: "Although such boring reports are everywhere, can't we change the way? The same 'according to informed sources' , I'd love to know where this Mr. or Ms. Inside is employed and why he or she knows so much, maybe the FBI and CIA should invite him or her to be the chief intelligence officer. If they won't reveal this The specific information of a gentleman or a lady, I think the FBI and the CIA can fully prosecute him for false intelligence."
Such a speech made many people present burst into laughter, and at the same time made the reporter somewhat restrained his behavior. After all, the warning in the girl's tone was not hidden deeply.
No matter how noisy the media was, the recording of the new song was basically smooth. The new song, which was only composed, was delivered to Avril and returned to Angela within a few days, and she was slightly taken aback.
"Frankly speaking, I can't make changes to the lyrics, you wrote very well, Vivi," Angela, who was flipping through the manuscript, sighed while holding the microphone, "It's just... when you are sleeping, in the deepest part of your mind Where, what did you dream about... Do you think it's appropriate for me to... do I sing such a song now?"
"I don't know, Angie," the other side replied after a few seconds of silence, "I just wrote the lyrics based on your composition, so... only you know how you feel..."
"... Well, that's it, thank you for your hard work." Angela closed her eyes and tapped her fingers back and forth on the armrest.
"It's okay, I promised you that," there were a few low laughs, "that's it—by the way, Lindsay asked me to tell you, she'll be throwing a party at her house on Halloween, and you're going to be there anyway. "
"She didn't tell me directly, but asked you to inform me?" Angela frowned and didn't think much, "Okay, no problem, I will participate."