One Hundred and Twenty Seventh Treatment Gap

Ollie couldn't understand Cliff's anxiety at all, "...Anyway, our accommodation problem for tonight has been resolved, so the tip should be regarded as the accommodation fee. What's more, tonight's accommodation is much better than a motel Yes, I think, we've earned it."

There is no comparison between the rooms of five-star hotels and the hot and humid motels, small and crowded rooms with paper walls and disorganized rooms.

Cliff took a deep breath, and he felt like he was starting to lose his hair. "How could it be only once? Have you thought about it? How do we move the instrument downstairs? We need to go to the rehearsal in a while, and we need to reinstall the instrument. The instrument is moved, so how should the tip be calculated?"

"..." Oli got stuck, he obviously forgot about it, but the voice from the room interrupted the brief communication between Oli and Cliff.

"Ollie! There are still bathrobes!"

"Wow! There's a mini fridge here!"

"Olioli, did you know there's a laundry service here? Also, there's a trouser pressing and hem trimming service, wow."

In fact, the band room is the simplest and basic double standard room, not a luxury suite. The equipment and services are the basic equipment of the hotel.

Ronan's fuss was full of curiosity and excitement like "Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden", which made Ollie complain without hesitation, "You'd better finish sighing before Alice comes over, otherwise all the netizens on YouTube will have to I see you like this."

Ronan fought back without showing any weakness, "If I remember correctly, the scene of you exclamating in the hotel lobby just now has been recorded by Alice, so you should worry about yourself first."

Ollie, with black lines all over his head, immediately chirped in protest.

But Ronan didn't have time to pay attention to Ollie at all, his attention was completely attracted by the scene outside the window.

The floor-to-ceiling windows that occupy the entire wall ensure that all the light can be fully projected in. Standing in front of the window, you can see the outline of the horizon at a glance, and the sprawling urban scene is laid out under your feet, with high and low architectural lines. Put together a pure natural picture scroll.

That's what you can't see from a motel that's only two stories high.

Cliff followed Ollie, passed the corridor where the bathroom was, entered the hotel room, and then saw Ronan's tall figure standing in front of the French windows.

Ronan's figure is taller and thinner than Ollie's. His height of 187 cm looks slender and well-proportioned. The sparse and weak light sparsely outlines the outline of his body. He is tall and straight, and his silent back is in the gray sky. There was a faint gloom underneath, as if he was in deep thought, and one couldn't help but want to explore the thrilling scene he saw in his eyes at this moment.

Then, Ronan turned around, even with the backlight, he could still capture the excitement between his brows.

"Ah! Room Service! Can we start ordering now? Spaghetti Pizza Meatballs Steak Fries Onion Soup Burgers Fried Chicken Sausage Mashed Potatoes Pan-fried Lamb Chops and Sushi...there are quite a few choices here!"

Cliff almost choked on his own saliva, "..."

Ronan looked at Cliff and Ollie with bright eyes, and his whole body exuded an aura of joy. The whole room brightened up, and it seemed that even the hazy sky behind him also brightened a little.

"Knock knock knock".

There was a knock on the door, Cliff was stunned, turned around and opened the door, Maxim's voice came in along with the air.

"...I didn't see anyone when I came out of the bathroom. I thought you fell out of the window. How are you all settled? Otherwise, let's sit down and discuss it now, Ronan and Ollie The creation just now? Or should we go directly to the venue for rehearsal?"

talking and talking

Maxim could clearly feel a murderous aura locked on him, like an electric current running through his spine, all the hairs on his back stood on end, and his voice was cut off directly. He looked back vigilantly, but he didn't see anything. The figure turned his head wonderingly, and then saw Ronan's silent eyes, firmly locked on his every move.

Maxim didn't know why, so he laughed dryly twice, and made a joke, "What's the matter, why does it seem like someone stepped on your tail?"

Whoosh!

Maxim immediately felt that Ronan's eyes could eat people, and Ollie's voice came from his ear at the same time, "Ronan is now in a sensitive state of fasting."

"Oh." Maxim made a short sound, shifted his eyes uneasily under Ronan's gaze, and then... "Why don't we go to the restaurant for lunch first, what do you think? Restaurant is still better than room service , the meals are more comprehensive, and the environment is better.”

"So, what should we eat? Italian food? French food? Or Mexican food?" Ronan's interest immediately became high.

Maxim only felt that the invisible sharp blade on his neck disappeared like this, and when he turned his head, he could see Oli's comforting eyes:

Congratulations on escaping!

In the end, one day the Kings Band and Alice went to the restaurant first, and settled for lunch in the hotel restaurant. Ronan chose Italian food——

The main reason is that they are cash-strapped, and they are not sure whether they can be reimbursed for the three meals in the hotel. Filling their stomachs with pizza is the most economical and affordable choice. After eating, he hugged his stomach contentedly and narrowed his eyes.

After drinking and eating, Maxim raised his concerns again, "What's next? What should we do? Ronan, how do you communicate with your assistant in the email?"

From the finalization of the itinerary in the early hours of this morning, to the arrival of the band in Washington, the whole journey was a rapid march, and the time for real email communication back and forth was very limited. Ronan confirmed the email before leaving the motel, and completed the communication with John Mark's assistant. There was no time to confirm the email after that.

At this moment when Maxim mentioned it, Ronan realized this matter, and his expression couldn't help being slightly stunned. Maxim immediately realized what was going on, and his temples began to agitate rapidly:

They didn't even confirm the email and just went downstairs to eat? Didn't know the priority of things? What exactly is going on?

But before Maxim's words could be spoken, an uninvited guest appeared next to him.

"Sorry, excuse me, you guys are Kings for a Day, right?"

Turning his head to look at the same line of sight, and then he can see a young guy with wheat-colored skin who looks like he often surfs, wearing a baseball cap, fluorescent T-shirt and jeans, full of Street style seems to deviate from the imagined image.

"I'm Julio Lupito (-Lupito), John Mark's assistant, we communicated in the email before. Wait, did I identify the wrong person?"