King of Stage

Ollie clenched his fists and tried his best to control the urge to swing his fists at Scout——

Scooter can complain about their music, or despise their talent, it doesn't matter, because it is a fact, even if they don't agree with it, it is still a point of view on art, even if they suffer a blow, they still agree would recognize Scooter's qualifications to speak.

However, Scooter can not humiliate their persistence and dreams.

They really love music from the bottom of their hearts, and they don't even have extravagant expectations of how brilliant and brilliant achievements they can achieve. They just hope to stand on the stage and sing. As long as there is an audience listening carefully, it shows that their persistence can be achieved. If they respond, it means that their dreams have warmth and meaning.

If it wasn't for love, the band would never have persisted for seven years; if it wasn't for love, there were too many moments worth giving up in the past; if it wasn't for purity and simplicity, Cliff and Maxim wouldn't have known " Giving up is the rational choice" still can't easily make a decision.

Don't they know the cruelty of reality? Don't they know the illusion of dreams? Don't they know how hard life is? Don't they know that embracing fantasies beyond their capabilities will not fill their stomachs and may get them into endless troubles?

Don't they know?

Is Scout the only smart person in the world? Is it only Scooter who can see the essence of life?

No, of course not! Their persistence, their efforts, and their dreams are all derived from love; they just want to continue singing, and the reason for doing so is because they are willing to do so.

But Scooter's eyes showed disdain and contempt, as if they were spittle with dirty soles, trying to dream beyond their control, their existence itself became dust, and their stupidity became a joke .

Ollie didn't like Scout, he didn't like that high and arrogant face, he didn't like the cold and foul-smelling words, and he didn't like the self-proclaimed smart and superior posture.

However, in Scooter's eyes, Ollie's blown fur was just the kitten's anger, and he didn't even need to raise his eyebrows.

"I've met many, many musicians. Believe me, there may be more than you can imagine." Scooter showed a smile, as if he was mocking the one-day king's frog in a well. The world he saw was far from " High school football team" can understand that they don't realize their position at all. "I can see who can succeed and who can't. Star quality is born."

Scooter used the title of the King's song "in-the-blood" to describe it, and the irony was even stronger.

"Unfortunately, you belong to the latter."

"Maybe—I mean maybe, you guys can copy-paste the inspiration for the last song and find a silver lining, but it's just maybe. Go home, that's my real advice, you should see your own Ability and upper limit, that's what you should do, give up."

In this way, Scooter pronounced the death sentence of the One Day Kings, just as Trastan had done.

Time and space seemed to be blurred again. From Scooter to Trastan, from the motel to the old blacksmith bar, time and space were completely disrupted in Ronan's mind. The familiar words and attitudes disrupted unreasonably Ronan's judgment on reality and memory.

"Give up, you are not suitable." Trastan said the same thing at the time. After speaking, Trastan turned and walked to the parking lot, drove away, leaving only a piece of boiling dust, and stood in a daze Ronan -

That was the night Trastan left.

At that time, Ronan Cooper was at the scene and saw with his own eyes that Trastan was about to turn around and leave, but he failed to stop Trastan, and instead suffered a crazy blow from Trastan's torrential rain. Destroyed all of Ronan's beliefs and persistence.

Then that night, Ronan Cooper had a high fever and fell into a drowsy half-dream and half-awake, as if trapped in the chaotic realm between memory and reality, unable to break free and unable to wake up, like a walking dead in loneliness and loneliness wandering between.

Then, Ronan came, standing on the stage and spinning around.

It turned out that Ronan was not the first to discover Trastan's disappearance the next morning. In fact, Ronan had witnessed Trastan's betrayal with his own eyes the night before but was unable to stop him. However, the memory of that night is in the It seemed to disappear after that, until now.

In a daze, everything became clear, many, many important turning points explained; but it seemed to be completely blurred, because the same reality was playing out before the eyes, the faces of Trastan and Scooter It overlaps so much that it's impossible to tell them apart.

"No. No! I said no!"

It was Cliff's voice.

Maxim was trying to stop Cliff, but Maxim failed to complete the task. Unbelievable energy erupted from Cliff's short body, and the roar exploded like a thunderbolt on the ground, killing Luo in an instant. Nan was dragged out of the chaos of thoughts, and all the trance memories in his mind were instantly awake, and then he could see Cliff throwing off Maxim's restraint with brute force and losing control.

Tread.

Tread.

Cliff took a few big steps forward aggressively, and because of Maxim's pull, Cliff exerted too much force and was unable to control the force for a while, accelerating forward along the inertia, which is aggressive. The action immediately triggered a chain reaction, and the other friends around Scooter were all on guard as if they were facing an enemy——

He took the initiative to stand in front of Scooter, like a bodyguard, and put on a defensive and vigilant posture. The whole atmosphere became tense and serious, and the imminent crisis permeated the audience in a blink of an eye, changing from an imposing confrontation to a physical confrontation , The murderous aura overflowed, and the oxygen began to burn.

"Shut up!"

Cliff didn't seem to notice the drastic changes in front of him at all, and his gaze was fixed on Scooter, "I need you to shut up! What do you know? Do you think you know me? Do you think you know our band? You Why do you say that we don’t have the temperament to be successful? Do you think who you are can determine the life and death of others in one sentence? Do you know our original intention? Do you know our persistence? You don’t know anything.”

"Do you know music? Do you know dreams? Do you really understand what it's like to make art? Marketing and making music are two different things, get a little bit of success and start pretending to be the godfather! You don't even know what you're talking about What!"

"What right do you have to criticize us there! What right do you have right to criticize our music out there? What kind of onion are you? What the hell are you? Justin-dammit-Bieber?"

"I bother!"

Cliff, out of control.