America's Top Player

Chapter 144: The Contrast of Taylor

"Look what you've done!" As soon as Leon returned to the office, Phil covered his head and roared, "Fuck! I once told you that you are a singer, not the real Al Capone, nor the fucking Joaquin Guzman!"

"I can't imagine you actually doing something like that!"

Ignoring the other party's out-of-control emotions, Leon told Bonnie, "Bring me a cup of coffee."

Then, he lay on the swivel chair, and kept reviewing the best solution to this incident in his mind.

How can a bunch of young guys from Chicago convince the public to trust them?
Even when the truth is right in front of us, conspiracy theories always have a large audience.

Even if Li Er Duke took King von to the police station to surrender himself, the public would think that this was just a good show under the Street Coconut Crisp's money offensive.

"Kid, say something!" Phil roared. "I just got a call from Lenny. Jay-Z and Diddy are having a huge fight. Diddy's going to put a high-dollar bounty on your head!"

He pointed out the window and continued, "You think these Mexicans can save your life?! Don't be so naive. Didi is much richer than you are. There are countless gunmen and desperadoes staring at your stupid head!"

Li Ang fiddled with the ring on his hand while chatting with Li Er Duke on the social network.

After leaving Phil alone for about five minutes, he finally explained, "I didn't do this."

Phil was stunned at first, then sneered, "Of course I know it wasn't you. Whether it's George or Jorge, you don't really think you can get away with it, do you?"

Li Ang turned the computer screen to the opposite side and pointed at the screen, "Look at this."

The picture on the screen is Lil Duke's personal social media homepage.

[I swear to God, this was really done by us O-block!]

[I was driving my mother's car at the time, and she can testify for me!]

[Just wait and see, you haters! Next up is Lil Wayne, it's Pitbull, wait and see me pin Justin Bieber to the bed!]

These tweets all point to one theme: I really did this.

It's like a poor student who hangs out on the streets all day saying that he got an A+. No one believes it at all.

There was even a hint of grievance between the lines.

Phil frowned and stared at it for a long time. "That's ridiculous. Do you think anyone would believe this? The internet is full of young nigerians trying to ride on this wave of popularity!"

"It doesn't matter whether the media believes it or not. Didi knew what was going on as soon as he saw Li Erduk and the car," Li Ang said, spreading his hands.

Phil had never seen Leon look so sincere before. After hesitating for a while, he whispered, "Are you saying this matter really has nothing to do with you?"

"real."

"Are those damned bastards crazy?"

"Maybe. I'm not a Nigerian and I don't understand their train of thought." Li Ang said whatever he thought.

He really didn't understand the way these people thought.

The motivation behind this matter is more about simply wanting fame than doing it for the idol.

That doesn't sound so abstract.

The noble black and gold limited edition skin allows you to do things as you please.

There's no such thing as a freeloader on Chicago's South Side.

"What are you going to do now?" Phil lit a cigarette, finally calming down. "I'd just hand them over to the cops."

"Do you understand what you are saying?" Li Ang shook his head.

A group of his own fans, thugs hanging out on the streets of Chicago.

In order to protect his reputation, he risked his life to cross half of the United States to help him eliminate his competitors.

If Lil Duke were to be sold out, the painstakingly built image of "Street Coconut Crisps" would be shattered to pieces in front of the public.

To put it more seriously, you can just quit the circle.

This is an act even more despicable than being a "whistleblower".

After thinking about it carefully, Phil also felt that something was wrong. "Then what are you going to do?"

"Give them the stage," said Li Ang.

Based on the current situation, Didi refused to cooperate with the police for the sake of face, which resulted in the police having no clues.

Even though Lil Duke publicly claimed on the Internet and on TV shows that he was the murderer.

As long as he doesn't actually surrender to the police, expose the tools, routes, and vehicles used in the crime
No one can do anything to him.

"Didi needs a breakthrough now. If there is no breakthrough, JAY-Z may not be able to stop him." Li Ang said, "I will call JAY-Z later and explain this matter clearly."

"Next, I'll just enjoy this wave of traffic~"

Diddy has been dominating the East Coast hip-hop music scene for more than 20 years, and has never suffered such a setback as today.

This can't be the case.

After Li Er Duke and his gang issued the statement, they will inevitably be subjected to crazy retaliation from Diddy and his gang.

The best response for Li Ang is to make no response and just quietly reap the benefits of this wave of traffic.

If Lil Duke and Kingvon's gang of punks went into the O-block in Chicago's South Side, where drug dealers were concentrated, Dee Dee wouldn't really have any way to deal with them.

The next morning, Lil Duke issued a brief statement on TMG, a well-known Chicago music radio station, claiming responsibility for the shooting.

Everything went on in an orderly manner under Li Ang's arrangement.

This time it was just a statement of less than a minute, so the biggest traffic would of course go to Lion's Nest Media.

They will arrive in New York at noon that day to record the "Rap on the Ground" show hosted by T-ray.

T-ray was very emotional at the time. As a victim who was shot four times, he said that he couldn't wait to meet these two young and promising "heroes".

The second season of "Rap on the Ground" will be the best hip-hop podcast ever to appear on the planet.

At 9 a.m., Li Ang, who arrived at the "Bang Bang" filming site early, called Taylor.

"Hi, Taylor, all the staff are in place, waiting for you."

"Weren't you locked up by the police?" Taylor said with a smile.

"Why are they arresting me?" Li Ang said. "I pay taxes according to the law and actively participate in rallies. I don't understand why they would arrest a five-star citizen."

"Fine, whatever you say." Taylor wasn't impressed by these street fights, but seeing Dee Dee get humiliated still made her secretly happy. "It'll probably take another twenty minutes. The Brooklyn Bridge is really congested."

Today's shooting location is in a studio.

Leon had asked Bonnie to rent this place earlier, and the set design was completed yesterday.

The crew members are making final adjustments to the lighting, camera positions, and props details.

David took the two-page script and told the photographer what to pay attention to later.

From time to time, he raised his head and glanced at Leon's group of ferocious Mexican bodyguards, shaking his head repeatedly.

In order to prevent himself from Didi's crazy revenge, Leon had to let Jorge and all his brothers protect him closely.

Each of them carried at least two pistols, and Jorge even had a sawed-off shotgun strapped to his waist.

Li Ang promised to pay the gang double their wages this month.

He must take the highest level of security measures before Li Er Du Ke and King von make an official statement.

Half an hour later, Taylor arrived at the shooting site, accompanied by three assistants carrying large and small bags.

"It looks like you've prepared very carefully." Obviously, Taylor was very satisfied with the luxurious shooting lineup and professional props and scenery.

"You deserve the best." Leon pointed at David and said, "This is director David Fincher. Maybe you've heard of him."

Taylor only knew that Leon had invited a big-name director, but he didn't know who it was.

Although she loves watching horror movies, she is not an audience for deep suspense films like David Fincher's.

She looked David up and down for a full three seconds before she realized, "Are you the director of 'Benjamin Button'?"

"Yes, it's an honor to meet you, Miss Taylor." The two shook hands. "You look as radiant as a young Madonna." Madonna is like a queen in David's heart. The fact that he can compare the two shows that he admires Taylor from the bottom of his heart.

"How did you come up with the idea for Benjamin Button? I really love that movie," Taylor said excitedly.

Seeing this scene, Li Ang breathed a sigh of relief.

The two of them truly appreciate each other, so the subsequent filming should go much more smoothly.

His biggest worry before was clothing.

Although it is not revealing at all, the sexual connotation is very obvious.

"Look at how charming you are. You will definitely be successful if you go into making movies." David flattered her in different ways.

"If it's your work, then I might consider it." Taylor curled his lips.

"I have a perfect script in my hand, I bought the copyright of the novel "Gone Girl"

The two chatted non-stop, and the introverted David became a chatterbox after seeing Taylor.

Li Ang glanced at his watch and urged, "David, it's time to get started."

Taylor went into the dressing room.

Half an hour later, the disguise was complete and he appeared in front of everyone.

The stunning design makes everyone unable to take their eyes off it.

“You look amazing.”

When Leon heard "JK" from David for the first time, he had no idea what it was.

After seeing the photos online, a question popped into his head - does this really suit Taylor?
There are differences in clothing adaptability between Europeans and Americans and East Asians.

For example, cheongsams look out of place on European and American actresses, and deep V dresses don’t look that good on Asian women.

JK clothing is obviously not designed for tall white women like Taylor.

But judging from the current effect on the upper body, it is actually perfectly integrated.

Taylor is 1.8 meters tall, and the miniskirt shows off her long legs to the greatest extent.

The skin of the exposed legs is so white that it glows.

The makeup artist intentionally omitted Taylor's favorite red lip makeup, and the overall makeup style was more Korean style.

"How is it?" Taylor looked at himself again and again in the mirror held by his assistant. "I feel like I'm back in high school."

"You can tell by looking at everyone's expressions," Li Ang praised.

"I think this skirt is a little too short?" Taylor looked down.

The length of this skirt is just right for most women, but when worn by Taylor, it instantly becomes a mini skirt.

In order to achieve the best shooting effect, David did not prepare any safety pants to prevent exposure, as he wanted to capture the transformation of the shy girl.

"Not short at all~" Li Ang said with a smile, "It's quite conservative for girls nowadays."

"Okay." Taylor rolled his eyes at Leon. "You bastard."

Taylor lay down on the bed covered with pink household items at David's command.

"Very good Miss Taylor, keep up the look."

As instructed, Taylor lay on the bed with his chin in his hands.

David whispered something into the photographer's ear, and the prop master made the final adjustments to the details in the room.

It is so precise that it even details the direction in which each Barbie doll is scattered on the ground and the position of the guitar.

"Action!"

After the start command was given, Taylor tilted his head and began shaking his calves according to the script.

The expression on her face was full of a girl's curiosity about the adult world.

Three seconds later, the curious eyes suddenly became sharp.

She stretched out her fingers and gently picked up the crystal high heels scattered on the ground.

In the MV, this prop is a metaphor for "adulthood".

"OK~very good! That's it!" David couldn't hide the joy on his face.

"Is this the end?" It took no more than 10 seconds from the start-up command to the call to stop.

"What else? The MV images serve the lyrics and must capture the meaning of the lyrics." David explained seriously.

Then he walked over to Taylor and immediately changed his expression, with a smile on his face, "Miss Taylor, we can move on to the next scene. You can go change your clothes."

While Taylor was changing clothes, the staff quickly replaced the previous scenery.

In order to make the most of the time, rollers were installed underneath the prop house used for filming.

Just push it away.

By the time Taylor returned after changing his clothes, the second scene had already been set.

The tight black latex suit fits her skin perfectly, with blonde hair, blue eyes, and cherry red lips.

Plus the iconic, fox-like aggressive and charming eyes.

The stomping sound of transparent high heels trampled on the hearts of everyone present.

"Great, she's more Catwoman than Michelle Pfeiffer," David exclaimed.

Li Ang nodded in agreement.

Taylor's personal charm is quite complex. Her innate conditions were originally created along the sexy route, but she chose to go for the relatively sweet idol route.

"Can I ask who designed this dress?" Taylor sighed softly.

"Isn't this very suitable for you?" Li Ang raised the corners of his mouth.

"You really think so?"

"Of course." Li Ang spread his hands. "Except for some details that need to be improved, everything else is perfect."

"Details?" Taylor was stunned for two seconds, then immediately noticed where the other person's eyes were fixed.

If there is anything else to add about Taylor who transforms into Catwoman, it would only be the flat mountains and rivers on her chest.

"What? You guy." Taylor's cheeks flushed, not sure if it was because of shyness or annoyance.

The second scene is dominated by black and pink colors.

The poster on the wall was replaced with one for Cardi B's debut album, showing her wrapped around a pole like a stripper.

The Barbie doll on the ground turned into black stockings, lipstick, and cosmetics.

The scene becomes gray and the colors are desaturated.

The color contrast fluctuates as the pink neon sign flickers.

Taylor was lying in bed and suddenly stood up after the power-on command was given.

While staring at the main camera, her slender hands slid from her ankles to her thighs.

She might've let you hold her hand in school, but I'mma show you how to graduate
She may have you holding hands in school but I'll teach you how to be an adult
No, I don't need to hear you talk the talk, just come and show me what your momma gave (Oooh yeah)
No need to listen to your explanation, just come here and let me see the one your mother gave you~
You've got a very big shhh, love but don't say a thing
You have a big guy who loves without words

See anybody could be good to you, you need a bad girl to blow your mind
You see, everyone treats you kindly and sincerely. You need a bad girl to make you fall in love with her.

The fiery lyrics coupled with Taylor's unique look, Leon had only one word to describe it - "contrast"!
Although neither the costumes nor the movements are considered excessive in the current music scene.

Even a grandmother-like figure like Madonna's performance is much bigger than Taylor's today.

But it was a small breakthrough for this "American sweetheart".

(End of this chapter)