America's Top Player

Chapter 102 Who is messing with me?

"I didn't expect to see you here!" Hilde said happily after getting the autograph. "Did Lionsgate invite you to write the theme song for the movie?"

"No, I'm planning to shoot a movie recently."

"It's 'Straight Outta Compton', right? I saw this rumor on Bluebird." As a die-hard fan of Street Coconut Crisp, Hilde knows all of Leon's movements.

She also knew that Li Ang was a good investor. He not only owned his own record company, but also had interests in media, clothing and other businesses.

However, the media's attitude towards Li Ang has always been very bad, and his investment projects have been generally criticized by the media and are considered doomed to fail.

"Yes, I have had the idea of making a movie to give voice to the lower-class black people since I was a child." Li Ang spread his hands and responded casually.

"You mean the movie hasn't officially started shooting yet? Do you think I have a chance to play a role in your movie?" As she spoke, Hilde posed coquettishly.

Although she tried her best to stick out her chest to show off her body posture, her assets were not particularly prominent.

God is fair. He has given Heard an angelic face, so he will not give her a devilish figure like Angelina Jolie.

Li Ang felt nothing inside, and even felt like laughing.

He has seen too many "big" scenes.

"I'd love to work with a beautiful woman like you, but unfortunately, this is an all-black film," Leon pointed at Kendrick behind him, "There are four other Nigerians like him in our film."

These words made Hilde's face change drastically, and the favorite theme of the Buzzers Film Studio emerged in her mind - a white woman fighting five black men.

In order to avoid further awkwardness, the two sides exchanged contact information, and then Li Ang rushed to the Los Angeles music radio station as quickly as possible to accept an exclusive interview program.

He was invited by the radio station a few days ago and accepted the invitation as he was about to fly to Los Angeles.

The Demons album sold well on the West Coast, but ROC executives believed it could go further.

As the city with the largest consumption of music products in the United States, Los Angeles is a market that any singer must grasp.

Before entering the studio, Li Ang was well prepared for the spicy questions he might encounter.

Ever since his first album became a huge hit, controversial topics surrounding him have started to heat up again.

This time the public opinion offensive came even faster and more fiercely, which makes people wonder whether there is an invisible big hand behind the scenes fanning the flames.

"Mr. Li Ang, first of all, congratulations on the huge success of your album 'Demons'. This is beyond everyone's expectations. You have to know that the popularity of rock music in the current music market is not as high as it used to be."

At the beginning, the host's attitude was normal, and Li Ang did not intend to confront him.

"Yes, the history of rock music is almost equivalent to the history of pop music. I want to pay tribute to those great predecessors for my current achievements. It is their works that nurtured me." Li Ang replied.

Just as the polite words were spoken, the host's question became pointed the next second. "Some people criticize your work as a poor imitation of Guns N' Roses. What do you think about this?"

As soon as this question was asked, Li Ang's expression immediately changed.

Although the host looked friendly, his questions were like a knife.

Compared to scandals such as promiscuity, violence, and infidelity, accusations of plagiarism and imitation may be more harmful to a singer.

"Listen, I admire Exar Ross, but I haven't imitated anyone. How do you know I'm imitating him?"

"Everyone can see the shadow of Ross in your performance, the style of your work and even your personality." The host smiled sinisterly.

Speaking so bluntly obviously left no room for Li Ang, so he stopped pretending.

"What you're talking about isn't Ross's characteristics, nor is it my characteristics. It's the characteristics of rock music, for example."

"Suppose you have a neighbor named Michael who is black like you and who often visits your home."

"One day your wife gets pregnant, and the child looks like you and Michael. Can I say with certainty that the child is Michael's?"

Li Ang's simple story instantly left the host speechless.

However, the other party obviously came with a mission, and the following questions became more and more acute.

"Some people commented that your debut song "Take Me to Church" was a song written for the rainbow group. What do you think about this?"

"Some conservative fans in the South claimed the lyrics were blasphemous."

This question really stumped Li Ang at first.

There are indeed many white leftists among his fans, and he doesn't like these people at all, but he likes their money.

If you fall into the trap set by the host, you may suffer financial losses.

"I love my fans. As for how the works are interpreted, each listener has his or her own opinion."

He planned to quickly brush off the issue.

He doesn't care at all whether it's left or right.

Whoever pays for the album is a woodcutter and has a lot of rice.

But these words obviously cannot be said on the show.

The 40-minute interview quickly passed the halfway mark, and the host, feeling anxious, had to cut short the conversation. "The next question is what fans are most concerned about lately: Do you and Miss Kardashian have a secret relationship?"

"Shxt!" The host's question has also been a headache for Li Ang recently.

Kim Kardashian became famous thanks to the "Celebrity Video" and is considered the originator of black traffic.

Later, she took her fame to a new level with the dramatic reality show "Keeping Up with the Kardashians".

The entire family, from sisters to mother, joined in, exposing the family's privacy completely to the public eye, with new tricks every day.

This woman would sell out anything for fame and traffic!

In the latest episode of this reality show, Kardashian hinted in front of the camera many times that she had verified that Li Ang was very attractive and that his nickname, Brother Bai Ni, was not groundless.

Robbie caused him a lot of trouble because of this.

Kardashian's fiancé, basketball player Humphries, also posted on social media that he wanted to talk to him in person.

Li Ang quickly distanced himself from the matter, "I can tell you clearly that I'm not interested in fake butts! That woman is not original from head to toe. You can't expect her to be as honest as me."

The expert in playing with black traffic was played as traffic by a woman, which made him a little depressed.

Li Ang felt that if Kardashian continued to talk too much, he really needed to talk to this woman.

Shut her damn big mouth!

She has earned all the traffic, so maybe we really need to inject some positive energy into her in return.

At the end of the interview, the host finally asked some quality questions and he took the initiative to mention "Straight Outta Compton".

"Why would you, as a white person, want to make a black film?"

"Oh my God, I just love black people. They are God's carefully chosen creations, a group of lovely guys. Look at my friends and my bodyguards, they are all black." Li Ang started talking nonsense.

No one knew whether God had chosen him strictly or not, but the southern slave owners all praised him highly.

"I heard this is a movie about gangs and NWA. Many people think your street persona is fake and that you can't make this movie well. What do you think about this?"

The host's implicit meaning was to criticize Li Ang as a fake ruthless person.

Something about the Brownsville street godfather, something about the video store incident, something about El Leon.
These are all fake, anyway, no photos have been leaked.

To this, Li Ang responded: "No one is more qualified than me to make this movie. Look at all those colorful tattoos on your body. You must think you're very cool and street-savvy, right?"

"But have you ever been to Compton? Trust me, man, even the dogs there are more gangsters than you."

"All the black people in Compton know my name. Do you know Saint Robinson?"

"Then I'm so thick."

The host was suddenly shocked. As a black man, he certainly knew the name of the saint.

Li Ang looked confident and calm, and didn't seem to be bragging. You have to know that mentioning this name casually would risk being shot.

After the panic, the host's eyes became noticeably clearer, and his questions became noticeably gentler during the remaining minutes of the interview. After the live broadcast ended, Li Ang hurriedly left the Los Angeles music radio station.

"Shxt, I always feel like something is not right." Li Ang returned to the business car and lit a cigarette, thinking over and over again why the host was so harsh to him.

The situation in the studio was tense just now, and at one point it was so tense that both sides were about to fight.

In the absence of a conflict of interest, an interview show shouldn't develop like this.

Bonnie opened her laptop and frowned as she said, "There have been a lot of soft articles smearing you lately, and they're all very well written. It feels like they're written by a professional group of internet trolls."

"Not only on social media, but also in magazines and newspapers there are often reports that are unfavorable to you."

"Los Angeles music radio is not an exception. Many radio DJs will be sarcastic when they mention you during their programs."

Li Ang narrowed his eyes and seemed to be thinking about something. It was obvious that this was an organized smear campaign.

Moreover, the opponent's offensive was far superior to Kanye and Chris in terms of strength and professionalism.

Chris was already shaken up by the video store incident.

Even if Li Ang linked to his ex-girlfriend Rihanna in person, it would be difficult for this guy to get angry.

He might even applaud from the sidelines.

"Could it be Kanye? Did he change his online troll team?"

Li Ang quickly denied this conjecture. To achieve such a smearing effect, it is not possible to just spend money.

The other party can directly bribe major music radio DJs and TV programs, which requires very strong personal connections.

"Could it be P. Diddy or JAY-Z?" Bonnie reminded.

Now there are only two possibilities.

Only these two East Coast rap godfathers have such powerful resources.

But one contradiction in this conjecture is that Li Ang is still making money for ROC.

He is even the best-selling new artist of the same period and is now nominated for a Grammy Award.

Leon has never made it clear that he will not renew his contract, so it seems unnecessary for JAY-Z to do so.

"Fxxk there must be a conspiracy behind this."

There was no need to dwell on problems that he couldn't figure out. He signaled the driver to drive to Beverly Hills and took the opportunity to release the pressure on Robbie.

Leon used the spare key to open the door of Robbie's apartment, and ran into Robbie as soon as he opened the door.

At this time, she was wearing a hair drying cap on her head and only a bath towel wrapped around her body, and her body was still steaming.

Looks like he just got out of the shower.

"Honey."

This time, Leon didn't give Robbie a chance to push back, and he threw her directly onto the carpet and pressed her shoulders to the ground.

"Wait a minute Honey, not now!"

Leon thought this was Robbie's trick of playing hard to get, because the girl had never refused the link invitation he sent.

“It’s really not possible now.”

"Wait a moment!"

"My mom's here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Ang finally stopped.

"You're not kidding me, are you?"

"Of course not. I brought my mom over from Australia and she's going to be there to watch me get crowned a Grammy next month!"

Li Ang hurriedly stood up, but it was too late.

He turned around just in time to see a blonde MILF staring at him and Robbie.

Blonde, blue eyes, and a little overweight.

She leaned against the wall, puffing on a cigarette. "Are you Li Ang? The guy who bewitched my daughter?"

"Hello, Mrs. Robbie." Leon was used to "big" scenes, but he had never encountered such an embarrassing situation. "I'm very sorry, I didn't know you were here."

Li Ang was about to explain when Robbie's mother interrupted him: "It's okay, I understand. Look at you, you are only in your early 20s."

"You guys can continue, I'm going out for a walk. I heard there are a lot of handsome guys in Los Angeles~"

"I have to appreciate it while Robbie's father is not around."

"By the way, remember to take safety measures. I don't want to be a grandmother so early."

After saying that, Robbie's mother walked gracefully past the two of them in high heels, pushed the door open and left.

After a brief moment of confusion, the two smiled at each other and restarted the unfinished war.

After the battle, Li Ang had no strength left in his body.

He sat on the sofa, playing with Robbie's feet and said nonchalantly: "I just wrote a song recently."

"Really? Is it written for me?" Robbie screamed excitedly.

"If the audition goes well, you're the perfect choice."

Since becoming famous with "Faded", Robbie has not released any new works, and he doesn't even have any plans to release any works.

Under the urging of her agent Maggie, she is under much more pressure than when she was an actor.

After a brief moment of excitement, her expression immediately turned gloomy again. "I have something to tell you."

"What's the matter?" Li Ang immediately had a bad feeling.

Robbie is an optimistic girl and there is rarely anything that really bothers her.

"Warner Records has been in contact with my agent recently," Robbie sighed.

"Warner Records? You mean a guy named Leonard?"

"Yes, you know him?!" Robbie's eyes lit up instantly. "Oh my god, I'm really going crazy lately! Leonard and my agent promised to give me a top-notch production team, top-notch publicity resources, and even a top-notch songwriter to write a song just for me."

"So, you won't be moved?"

"Of course not!" Robbie immediately retorted fiercely, "But you know my agent is very powerful. When I first arrived in Los Angeles from my hometown in a small town in Queensland, I signed Maggie, and she kept forcing me to contact Warner Records."

"Honey, you have to believe me. No matter what happens, I will never leave Apocalypse Music."

"I said no matter what!"

Li Ang jokingly said, "Have you heard the rumors about the end of the world in 2012? You won't leave then?"

Robbie nodded seriously, "Then let's destroy them together!"

Li Ang reviewed the recent events in his mind, and when he mentioned Warner Records and Leonard, it seemed as if he had the answer to everything.

First it was me, then Ariana, and now it's Robbie's turn.
It is obvious that Warner Records wants to acquire all of Apocalypse Music.

As a giant in the record industry, they are all too familiar with doing this kind of thing.

Warner's strategy is to first make Li Ang and Apocalypse Records notorious and surrounded by negative news, and then defeat and recruit each of their artists.

This powerful emerging label will become a vassal of Warner or disappear forever.

(End of this chapter)