Chapter 369

A white Volvo off-road stopped smoothly in the parking space outside the building. After a while, the driver's door was opened and a petite girl got out of the car.

Her figure obviously did not match the wildness of the car, but from a distance, there was no disharmony.

The girl is about one meter six, with a horsetail and sunglasses. Her upper body is a sleeveless low collar T-shirt, a jacket, a pair of tight jeans and canvas shoes.

Wearing a simple and natural jacket on the upper body is not necessary in Los Angeles with an average temperature of 25 degrees Celsius, but looking at the girl, it seems that she deliberately covers the slightly exposed T-shirt inside.

The neckline of her T-shirt is too low. Even if her chest is not spectacular, it can still outline curves and gullies.

The girl pulled her collar and fanned. Her nose wrinkled slightly. She said to herself, "it's really troublesome for herself in such a hot day. If that pervert wants to do something to me, this jacket won't work at all."

The girl said, took off her sunglasses, tightened the belt on her pants, looked up at the building, and walked in reluctantly.

When she walked into the door, a voice suddenly came from the side.

"You... Are you Avril?"

The voice was a little nervous and a little excited. The girl looked over and saw a brown haired man in formal clothes staring at herself excitedly.

Recognized.

"It's me." the girl responded calmly. She was Avril lavini.

"Wow... I'm so lucky." the brown haired man was excited. He hurriedly took out a pen and a small notebook for recording from his upper pocket. "I... I'm your fan. Your music is so cool. Can... Can you sign for me?"

The brown haired man handed the pen and book to Avril with trembling hands, and his eyes were full of expectation.

Avril's mouth rose slightly, showed a charming smile, nodded and said, "yes."

When she took the pen and book and was about to write something, she looked up at the brown haired man and asked, "your name..."

"Jason... Jason Coster." the brown haired man replied with a trembling voice.

Avril smiled and wrote, "I wish dear Jason... Smooth work..."

Avril's movements are very skilled. It can be seen that she has specially practiced. After she wrote it, she returned her pen and book to the fan. She said she was in a hurry and walked to the elevator.

The man named Jason pinched the book and kissed it hard. His face was already smiling. When he reacted and looked for Avril's figure, the other party had entered the elevator.

She was so kind... I should ask for a hug. What a pity

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Meeting a fan on the way made Avril feel much better. She still enjoyed being held in the center by her fans.

Seriously making music, in addition to realizing their dreams, is not to want everyone to prove themselves.

Avril is moving in this direction step by step. Now she has successfully taken the first step. The next step is to make more people like her music.

Thinking of this, Avril was full of energy in an instant. However, when she walked out of the elevator and saw the logo of pineapple records, she was like a full balloon pierced by a needle and let out her breath.

Thinking of Tracy to be seen soon and the things he had done to herself before, Avril's expression collapsed. "That hateful guy, did God deliberately send to punish me?"

Avril reluctantly walked to the company. When she passed the front desk, the receptionist greeted her friendly. She didn't bother to pay attention.

Tracy was constantly in the stomach. Anyway, he had prepared for the worst, and he was not so afraid before he came.

She lingered by various departments and finally came to the door of Tracy's office. She inked for a few minutes and looked at the time. It was 20 minutes from the appointment. It was 10 minutes. She was already late.

"Dangdang..."

Avril raised her hand and struggled for a while, but reluctantly knocked on the door.

Tracy was sitting at her desk looking at the papers. She heard a knock on the door and didn't look up. She just shouted "please come in..."

When the office door was pushed open, he looked up and saw Avril coming. He said expressionless, "you're late. It's not a good habit."

Avril pursed her mouth and didn't speak. She was ready for Tracy to challenge her and didn't want to explain anything. Two steps forward, his hands unconsciously tightened his belt.

She is wearing a pair of jeans today. She doesn't wear her favorite hot pants and short skirt. She is just in case she is taken off by the other party. Although she knows it may not work, it's better than nothing.

Avril's little moves were seen by Tracy, and she was a little funny: "you need to be so defensive against me. I'm like the kind of person who takes off girls' pants?"

If Avril could hear the words in his heart, she would probably nod desperately and shout, you are, you are a pervert.

Well, Tracy really has such a special hobby, but it's for some people.

Avril is one of them. Because the girl is so disobedient, he can't help but teach a lesson.

He is still very gentle with such considerate women as Nicole and Monica.

"I said you were late..."

"Oh..."

"Gee, you don't seem to realize your mistake." still not educated, Tracy raised her eyebrows and stood up.

"Oh..."

Avril was still numb, but when she saw Tracy standing up and coming towards herself, she subconsciously stepped back.

At ordinary times, Avril is crazy, rebellious and willful. She is like a weak little sheep.

She really has a shadow over Tracy. Any strong resistance and fierce words have no effect on Tracy.

Not only useless, but also counterproductive, in exchange for memories that make you ashamed.

She was really afraid and dared not fight against Tracy again. She was more or less resigned.

Yes, that's the feeling. Avril wants to cry without tears. How can she have such a weak side.

"No, I'll fight him."

Avril tried to arouse her fighting spirit, but then Tracy's slap directly broke her fighting spirit.

"Pa..."

"Ah!"

With a crisp sound, Avril couldn't help screaming. Tracy smiled: "the feel is still average."