King of Stage

etc! The matter seemed to be overwhelmed because of too many loopholes. If I continued to talk about it, I'm afraid my lies would be exposed on the spot.

Alice stuck out her tongue, thinking with luck that everyone is in shock and ecstasy now, and they shouldn't notice the loopholes in the words. Just look at the urgent expressions of Ollie and Maxim. Their attention Everything was on the phone; as a result, when she turned around, she saw Ronan's meaningful eyes, which startled Alice, and turned and ran away before even saying goodbye.

beep beep.

At this point, Cliff had ended the call. Just as Alice brought the news, the caller was the organizer of the full moon party at the Old Blacksmith Bar. They asked if the One Day Kings band was near the bar and whether they could come over to assist in filming a full moon Documentary of the party, short interviews in front of the camera.

But they all know that the interview is just a gimmick, and the real intention behind it is Scooter.

In fact, during the entire call, Scout’s name was never mentioned from the beginning to the end. It was more like a record video prepared by the Old Blacksmith Bar, which also made the temporary proposal very abrupt——

There was no preparation and planning in advance, everything happened too suddenly, but on the whole there were not too many surprises, at least on the surface it made sense, even without Alice's tip-off, the band members would not refuse such an invitation .

On the other hand, Ronan was thoughtful, vaguely able to understand what happened to the proposal that Alice used to persuade Scout, and those contradictory and flawed rhetoric could also find corresponding reasons, but... ...something still wasn't quite right, and Alice's reaction didn't make sense.

What part went wrong? Perhaps, what is missing now is the most critical piece of the puzzle: a perfect lie should be nine truths plus one falsehood, so which part of Alice's words is a lie?

"Ronan?"

When he came back to his senses, he found that the band members had already left the booth one after another, ready to go on stage one by one. This was definitely a dream opportunity, but he didn't expect that Ronan was still sitting in front of the dining table, and the important knife and fork was still not put away. Come down, looking like you are ready to "fight" to the end.

Ronan just stuffed a piece of scrambled egg into his mouth and was chewing with his heart. Thoughts were still churning in his mind, and he didn't have time to get up. Then he could feel the sharp eyes projected over him. The impatient figures of the band members and Ronan's The unhurried and unhurried form is in sharp contrast, which can be called the level of the tortoise and the hare.

"You're not serious, are you?" Cliff rolled his eyes, expressing his dissatisfaction.

In fact, from Ronan’s point of view, there is no need to be in a hurry. Since Scooter contacted the band by phone—and there must be more than one of their bands, it will still take some time for everyone to go to the scene. The delay is three minutes five Minutes are not an issue.

It's a very, very bad habit to waste food.

But at this time, Ronan didn't say much under the eyes of his teammates eating people. He just swept all the food on the plate into his mouth, and the empty plate was completed in a blink of an eye. Then he stood up quickly and left with his teammates. After getting out of the booth, he waved his hand to indicate that he was ready, and everyone can set off.

Cliff didn't move, looking at Ronan's bulging cheeks, he was speechless for a while, but Ronan looked over majestically and muttered, "Let's go, aren't you worried about being late?" Like a squirrel stuffing a pine cone in its mouth.

After all, Cliff didn't complain. He turned around and walked quickly, rushing towards the old blacksmith bar like a tornado.

When we arrived at the Old Blacksmith Bar again, the full moon party had come to an end, the buildings were empty, there were no people in the empty streets and bars, and there was still a trace of loneliness and emptiness left in the mess.

Even the air couldn't feel the hustle and bustle, and my heart was empty, and I couldn't help but start to feel sad.

As Ronan expected, they did not see Scooter right away, but waited for a long time at the backstage of the bar, and there was no news. The boring and anxious time hourglass slowly flowed, which was a kind of torment, and then the emotions It couldn't help but began to surge and roll.

"...we, are we not bad?" Cliff couldn't hide his anxiety, he said a sentence without beginning and end, and then quickly added, "I mean, we really played to the fullest in tonight's performance. Ultimate, unreservedly showing all of your strength?"

The slightly raised ending sound reveals the anxiety and panic in the heart, and this kind of Cliff is something that Ronan has never seen before——

Of course, Ronan has only been here for three days, and there are many things he hasn't seen, which is not surprising.

Ollie nodded again and again in agreement, "Of course, our performance tonight is indeed very good."

Maxim noticed Ollie's gaze, and added, "Yes, this is our most exciting and perfect performance in recent years." Even though he said this, Maxim still subconsciously moved towards Ronan glanced at it, and then fell into deep thought again.

Maxim didn't realize his actions, because Ronan was not a leading singer in the band before, he looked for Cliff for daily trivial matters, and asked Maxim or Ollie for professional matters, and Ronan was a The lead singer who is dedicated to giving full play to his singing talent, so what does Maxim's action just now mean?

I'm afraid he didn't realize it himself. In just three days, some things have changed subtly.

"Born like this, I can't give up." Ronan's singing voice lingered in his ears. He didn't speak, but just hummed the chorus of "Born", without the accompaniment of musical instruments, Ronan's singing became softer , quietly narrating her thoughts like a serenade, with a faint tiredness—but she still didn't give up.

Not answering, but better than answering.

Maxim's impetuous mood could not help calming down slowly, he looked at Cliff again, and his tone was obviously firmer, "We have done our best. The audience is the best feedback, are you a goldfish memory? Can't remember what happened a few hours ago?"

Oddly enough, Cliff didn't quarrel with Maxim, but was immersed in his own thoughts, wandering back and forth like ants on a hot pot, muttering unintelligible words.

Then, Ollie saw a figure appearing at the end of the corridor, "Here we come!"

Cliff jumped out like a frightened bird, and Maxim and Ollie followed suit. Lu Yiqi, who was originally calm, also became nervous. He could faintly hear the sound of his heart hitting his chest, and swallowed a mouthful. The saliva soothed the dry throat, and the footsteps followed.