. "Ah-nothing, some delusions, I-I'm sorry," Anji walked back and forth, smiling strangely, and then asked: "Yes, what did you just say."

"I said I really like your movie and your song! You know, no girl of the same age can write a script, play a movie, write a song and sing on your own like you!" The girl said excitedly and excitedly.

"Thank you, but ... um ... I didn't write or sing anything." Angela responded with a smile, rolling her eyes.

"Is that really the case? Miss am?" Britney asked slyly, letting Angela open her mouth.

"Confused? Isn't that surprising, isn't it the am to take the first two letters of your name? Of course, if it weren't for hearing your singing in person, no one would think of it. Your singing is amazing, yes One of the best songs I've ever heard. "Britney said in a breath, staring at Angela intently:" You're really beautiful, Angela, especially your eyes, makes people ... fascinated. " She was getting closer and closer, as if to affix it.

Angela leaned back slightly, then smiled bitterly: "Well, you win, I am Miss Am." Then she immediately said nervously, "Hey, this can't tell others!"

"why?"

"No why, listen, Bu ... Britney, I beg you not to speak out, okay?"

"Is it because of the record company?" Britney blinked, but Angela didn't speak, and 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 OK?" Britney said with a smile.

"Okay, thank you." Angela nodded.

Then, Britney showed that sly look again and posted it: "Okay, so, is there any reward?"

Angela froze for a moment, then showed a kind of funny and funny look, suddenly reached out and held her face, then kissed her lips, Britney struggling in panic twice, but just grabbed her hand Then she stopped again, a wonderful feeling extended from her heart, making her unable to hold her mouth open and cooperating with each other's sucking, the unique sweetness flowing from the kissing place to the whole body.

It seemed as if only a few seconds later, and another century, Angela had left her lips, but Britney didn't seem to lean forward, and opened her mouth slightly to chase her. Red lips. But Angela didn't give her a chance, just resisted her forehead, and then they both panted lightly. After a short while, the two men looked up to each other and said nothing, only the atmosphere was extremely ambiguous.

"Ann ... Angela, I think ..." A long time later, Britney opened her mouth, and then gently pulled La Angela's hand holding her face.

"Ah, this, I'm sorry ... I just ... is so ... I have a friend, she often likes this ... so she teases me, so ... so I often do this ..." Angela let go a little He explained incoherently, spreading his hands from time to time and then closing again, looking helpless.

Looking at her fun look, although her face was flushed, Britney still couldn't help but grinning: "Angela, you are so funny."

"Interesting? Okay, maybe." Angela grabbed her head and smiled bitterly. Her face was also red and very tempting.

"When I met you last time, you should come to record that pure music ep? So are you coming to the record company today to record a new record? Are you going to officially release the album? Any songs? Or in the name of Miss am? When did you plan to publish the album under its original name? "Britney, who had returned to normal, asked a series of questions, and wished to hang around Angela to ask everything she wanted to ask in her stomach.

"Wait! Wait!" Angela raised her hands. "Britney, are you a member of the Mickey Club?"

"Yes, what's wrong?" The girl answered puzzledly.

"Did you come here to record the chorus single like last time?" Angela continued to ask.

"Yes." Britney nodded.

Then Angela coughed and said, "You have been out for so long. Will the person in charge be worried about you?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Hayden Hunt is responsible for our recording. He has something to go to Mr. Burns, yes, it is in the instrument room, so we are resting now, oh, of course, I didn't mean to overhear. You talk! "Britney said with a tongue out.

"Really, but when I first came out, Mr. Hayden was going to go back. I still had something to discuss with Mr. Burns, so he had to ... take care of your own affairs." Angela's eyes turned. Two laps, said.

"Really ?!" There was a look of fear in Britney's eyes, and she hurried out. "Then I hurried back, Mr. Hayden's fire was terrible."

But after taking two steps, she turned back again, grabbed Angela's hand and said anxiously, "Are you still here these days? Angela?"

"Well, maybe, if I had a good discussion with Mr. Burns, I might start recording, but I'm going to film in Europe right away, so it's hard to say when I will come to the record company." Angela Think about it and say.

"Then ... can I still see you? I'm usually on the TV station ... By the way, I live at 52 Walter Street. Well, the phone number is 5523441 ..." Britney doesn'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 my address to you, you can write to me at that time, shall you?"

The girl thought for a few seconds, then nodded: "Okay, is that all right?"

"Finally!" Angela nodded again and again.

"Well, I'll leave now." Britney reluctantly walked to the door, and ran back again, grabbed Angela's neck, put a kiss on her lips, and ran out with a giggle.

Angela was a little dazed. After touching her lips, she rolled her eyes and leaned on the washbasin. What a hell, Lindsay! it was all your fault! If it weren't for the French wet kisses that were played on Halloween on Wednesday, how could she just impulsively kiss Britney? But has Britney ever stayed 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 this for a while, and went out to the instrument room. Only John Burns was sitting in the room, still watching the sheet music in his hand.

"John, has Hayden gone?" Angela asked.

"Yes, he will be responsible for MMC's recording work." John nodded.

Fine, at least I didn't cheat Britney. Angela thought so and sat down next to the music director: "Well, do you still insist on your opinion?"

"Actually you said that, what else can I say, these few songs you made are very good." John shook his head with a grin, and then put down the music sheet in his hand and said: "However, I have another Would you like to hear a suggestion? "

"Okay, you say it."

"It's hard to grasp the overall style with your own lyrics and composition, so I thought, maybe you can try to cover two old songs, how about it?"

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"You promised?" Spiro asked after he got in the car, he didn't drive—Jared changed his daughter to a silver Rolls-Royce after her visit from Angela, It is used for non-school trips, and David is specially made to be Angela's driver.

"Yes, I thought about it. John was right. Although my talent is high, it is not enough to drive the style of the entire album, so if I really want to make a hodgepodge, I can write and compose by myself. It is impossible to maintain the right balance. "Angela shrugged.

In fact, if she really needs it, she can make ten songs with complementary styles, but Angela herself has already decided to copy up to four songs and write the remaining six by herself. After all, I have heard so many songs With 42 years of experience and 12 years of music practice, I am willing to write suitable songs.

However, because the mood fluctuated after being exposed to light 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 unhappy for several days, so except that there is no need to modify it. In addition to "god_is_agirl" and "forever_young", only the "skate_boy" sung by Avril ’s family was slightly modified, and the "every_time" that I wanted to overhaul has not moved, let alone my own creation.

After going out crazy with Jessica and Lindsay on Halloween all night, although I was still miserable, I felt better, and I revised "every_time" the next day. At the same time, she wrote two new songs: "under_the_blue_sky" and "light", but after all, this is the first time, and six songs have to be written, and she also has to consider style matching. For her, it is a bit difficult, so Bern Si suggested that two or three old songs could be added to supplement it.

"This is indeed a feasible opinion, so do you choose it yourself, or do they choose it for you?" Spiro asked with a smile.

"Of course it is myself, but they can provide advice." Angela shrugged, thinking of her meeting with "Little Sweet" again, and suddenly she realized that it seemed that she would sing whoever she sang. The waterfall sang "plicated" and Avril appeared. Singing "every_time" here, Britney ran out again. If you go to Germany and sing "god_is_agirl", will mell also appear?

Really ... ridiculous thoughts, Angela rolled her eyes, but it ’s been a long time since I ’ve seen Avril except for occasional phone calls. I still miss her. Maybe when I am in New York this year, I can go Look at her.

At this time, her thoughts were drawn to New York again. I do n’t know what happened to Natalie. Since the last time she closed the public with an apology in the Los Angeles Evening News, she was always worried about Natalie ’s worries. Unfortunately, she followed. Luc Besson went to France for publicity. Neither of them had phone calls, and even Halloween had been in Europe.

I hope she won't think about anything. The girl thought dullly. At this point, the phone rang, and Sparrow answered the phone and asked a few words in a low voice, then nodded, and then looked at Angela: "Angie, tell you ... oh, good news, Natalie has already France is back. "

"Really?" Angela opened her eyes.

"Yes, I just got off the plane." Spiro nodded, and Angela snatched the mobile phone and called.

"Dad, it's me, I want to go to New York ... you know why ... I want to tell her face to face ... Yes, that's important! Very important! ... Thank you, Dad, I love you!"

Angela, who turned off the phone, yelled to the driver David, "We go to the airport, David, the plane arranged by Dad, takes off an hour later, I am going to New York, now!"