The screams resonated like ets, driving people wild with Billy's songs, as he mao imbue emotions into them every day, anding various kinds of feelings. Sweat dripped down his body, and the crowd ted his name from side to side.

  -Billy. -

  -Billy. -

  With loud cheers, the eadium erupted into madness, a characteristic of people who ect with music. Billy jumped from side to side, listening to the movements of the masses, soaking in the adution while recs tio capture the fervor. Cameras and recs were being taken, reag an average of at least 500,000 people natiohe sight was simply astounding, with Billy gaining even more appuse than previous performers.

  -We have to leave, kid, - Sugar Egg ented from somewhere.

  -Sorry, but I'm euphoric. Don't you like it when people t from side to side? -Billy said as he turned off his microphohe happiness of everyone was not just a feeling of unbridled joy, but also, all the band members felt the cheers of 15,000 people on their shoulders.

  They headed for the dressing room, and to Billy's surprise, many young girls around his age were waiting there, wearing crop tops, shorts, and colorful dresses.

  -They're here to see you, - the security guard remarked.

  -Alright, let them in, because we should keep the girls waiting. There are many pretty girls - Billy said.

  The long legs, powerful figures, and youthful exuberance emanated indomitable happiness, embodying the tender age that fvored the charm of the fans.

  -Billy, over here! - a bloh long legs called out, wearing a blue bralette and a white vest, exposing much of her torso. She was followed by four other women, each with a different look, dressed with elegant charm—skeletons, tight-fitting shirts, shorts, dresses—they were ao Billy.

  -Ahhhhh! - the girls screamed as they saw Billy approach, their screams alerting those witnessing the media frenzy that was beginning to envelop everyone nearby.

  -I brought a marker, - Billy said, signing some papers and even shirts.

  -Billy, take a picture with me, - a bruh chocote eyes requested.

  -Sure, -Billy replied, receiving a possessive hug, pressing her body against him in an unanner. As mirls approached for photos, they did the same.

  -Billy, I want you to kiss me, - a blushing blonde girl stuttered.

  Not far away, as Jerry tried to stop Billy's behavior, he kissed her, while not too far from him, Robert Pnt ughed at the rebellious behavior of the boy, kissing the women who followed him, in line, ending uhe dire of a security guard who blocked the path and led him along with the band to a safe pce. Each girl ended up with flushed cheeks and in a catatonic state.

  -Billy, what you did was a bit stupid, - Jerry Wexler replied, adjusting his tie. This kid always brought some kind of madness, always something with the boy.

  -e on, Jerry, let him have fun. He's young and handsome. The media will five him, as long as he doesn't do anything crazy. Even if he does, the audience will five him, he just has to apologize. He's the new face of Rock, - Robert Pnt ented.

  Earning a smile from Billy, while not too far away, the band members looked on with surprise at the se of the crazy fans, ag with a slight happiness, a differeion—their happiness was an obsession because each of them was willing to do anything to be with Billy.

  -No excuses, but we'll take note of whether he engage in this kind of activity. Public retions should be handled calmly, - Jerry replied, somewhat more posed while gng at the security team. Billy's shirt was crumpled, filled with love from his beautiful fans, which could have been just the beginning of a point of madness.

  -Billy, I'm Robert Pnt, and, well, although it may not seem like it, in my time, I was a singer in a band. Mr. Jerry brought me here to talk a bit with you about the pleasures of being a singer, -Robert ented.

  -"Rock singer?" -

  Receiving a tap on the back of the head from Spencer.

  -Excuse him, Mr. Robert. This young man is one of the most isoted people in the music world... Billy, this gentleman is the vocalist of one of the greatest bands in history, Led Zeppelin, - Spencer eo everyone.

  -What! You're the singer of Led Zeppelin, - Jack Sauce excimed, extending his hands to Robert, who shook them. Now this was even more appealing to him; it was the authority he had before. Sugar Egg had his mouth wide open; he called himself a fan of rod now he sees one of the bands that drove him crazy ten years ago.

  -Damn, man. Sign my drum kit, - Sugar Egg ented.

  -Hahaha, calm down. I'll stay with Billy for a while... until Sunday. He intrigued me; he's gained one more fan. I just want to share some experiences with the young man, - Robert Pnt said.

  -I think I've heard your music, - Billy ented. He was pletely ignorant of musid his greatest knowledge had been provided by Jerry, Spencer, and his mother.

  -You're as good as Jerry says... e on, kid, I want to talk to you about everything we do, - Robert said. They got on a white bus, this time without causing a frenzy among the masses. This time, Billy didn't receive autographs.

  The screams of the women driven mad by Billy gave a certain air of pride. Feeling those screams, Billy felt proud in an unon way.

  You've driven the crowd wild, well done, superstar.

  The voi his system was clear and fast, in an unusual way.

  ***

  The executives at Warner Music were watg a young man who had joiheir record bel han a year ago. The sequences of letting him go would be a grave mistake. The media hype around him was a clear indication of a strong motivation, including the teenage figure and market he could bring.

  A man with a long nose, round gsses, and an expensive Cartier suit had a shining look of admiration.

  -We o coordinate everything with Ahmet Ertegun. The way this singer has developed is on par with being one of the best singers. Use all our means to make his graown worldwide, and broadcast the young man's singing on MTV. There are some MV signals, but we need a magnifit MV, - Roger Ames ented fervently.

  -Are you sure, sir? - someone asked.

  -Yes, America's new face, Billy Carson. Jerry, a great producer, insists on his talent. His first album has sold millions without much advertising. He's handsome and eveer, he has a music talent, - Roger Ames said.

  Taking some notes, images of Billy were needed, photographs, reading Jerry's report, he wao capture not a boy but a man. The step was to saturate the radio stations; sed, double the marketing efforts, and some good ercials that make mohird, a national tour; fourth, a North Ameri idol.

  -Immediately, sir - the secretary said, making all the arras for the campaign.

  Lyor gave his approval; he only shared certain powers in produ.

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