Four Hundred and Fifty Eighth

"Looks like someone had a great night."

Ollie could see Alice in front of her stretching out her right hand towards her, with a slight smile on her face, and jokingly said, which made Ollie giggle a few times, but she didn't know how to answer, just Grabbing Alice's right hand, she stood up with strength, and asked with lingering fear, "What happened?"

"The Grammy happened, that's the answer." Alice still couldn't help teasing Ollie, and said in a half-joking tone.

Ollie froze for a moment, then thought about it seriously, and finally nodded slightly with a vague understanding.

Alice saw that Ollie hadn't sobered up, so she took the initiative to introduce, "This is Buster Wayne. Before the 'Rolling Stone' interview begins, he will conduct a short ten-minute interview."

"Ah. Ah!" Oli sighed again and again. The first sound was suddenly realized, and the second sound was panic. The first reaction was to turn his head to look in the direction of his teammates, and cast a look of help, "Ronan!"

Without words, Ronan was able to understand, and waved his hand gently at Ollie, "Don't worry, it's fine. The magazine will bring a professional team to take care of makeup, hair and styling. What you need to do now is to sober up. What? So, would you like a shot of espresso?"

Not only Ollie, but Maxim and Cliff were also in pajamas. Only Ronan didn't have a hangover last night, so he still had time to wash up today.

Ollie nodded in a ignorant manner, ignoring his own embarrassment, trotted all the way to his teammate, sat down opposite Ronan, and said in a low voice, "Is my current situation particularly bad?"

"Yes!" Maxim complained directly, but he didn't open his eyes at all, he just babbled nonsense, "It's terrible!"

Ronan looked at Ollie, who had a stiff smile, and laughed happily, "He's jealous, someone got moisturized last night, and he's not in a very good condition now."

The meaningful words quickly made Ollie smile again, as if recalling the wonderful feeling of last night again, rubbing his head and laughing foolishly.

Ronan didn't ask too much, and turned to Alice and said, "Is there any aspirin? I think they won't be able to wake up within ten minutes."

Alice nodded for a moment, but she stopped when she was about to leave, and turned to look at Buster next to her.

Ronan said empathetically, "Don't worry, Buster is an old friend, we have no problem."

Only then did Alice turn around and leave in peace of mind.

Before leaving, Alice mouthed to Ronan and added, "Ten minutes", after confirming that Ronan understood her signal, she walked away, while Buster walked forward, with a look in his eyes. Curious, "Oh? Do you remember me?"

In fact, Buster and the king of the day did not greet each other directly, the two parties did not know each other, and the fate of that accidental rubbing shoulders was nothing.

Ronan laughed happily, a little abruptly, Buster didn't understand why, and then Ronan explained, "If I say, we secretly searched for you, would you believe it?"

Buster couldn't help but froze.

Ronan smiled even more happily, "At that time, there were only a handful of media reporting us. To be precise, the number was six until our album was officially released, so you should understand our urgency."

Maxim found that an independent writer had written an article about the band, and he was full of praise. They were all so excited, they wanted to see what the background of this freelance writer was, whether it was authoritative, and How did they discover them, so they searched for each other's information in turn.

It is precisely because of this that Alice knows Buster's face, and Ronan is no stranger to it.

Buster suddenly realized, but tasted too much complicated information behind the simple words, and couldn't help sighing, "Obviously, we didn't expect to meet again, and it seems like a lifetime away." In just six months, a day The king transformed himself into a carp jumping over the dragon's gate.

"Who could have predicted that." At the invitation of Ronan, Buster also took a seat opposite, forming an iron triangle with Ronan and Ollie.

Ronan exchanged a few words and asked Buster if he wanted a drink. Buster waved his hand and refused, because he only had ten minutes, and he needed to grasp it carefully, "So, with such an earth-shaking change and overnight fame, you can feel it. Did something change?"

Ronan laughed again, "Buster, you only have ten minutes, are you sure this is the question you want to ask?"

A rhetorical question made Buster stunned, but Ronan's words did not end, and his face was full of interest, "Actually, what I'm more curious about is why everyone asks the same question when they see us: we Do you feel the change? So, do you feel the change in us?"

Against the generals.

Buster was a little surprised. He looked at Ronan carefully, but he didn't answer. Instead, he asked again, "Is this your habit of being interviewed? When you face an unfavorable situation, you start asking questions and then regain the initiative? "

"Haha, is it because you underestimate me or yourself too much? That question doesn't make me feel disadvantaged." Ronan laughed sincerely, his eyes were full of brilliance.

Buster thought about it seriously, "Neither of the two, it's just...there are a lot of rumors about you in the reporter circle, and the paparazzi got a bad nose last night."

As a freelance writer, keeping informed is Buster's survival rule, so last night, he knew the news of the paparazzi immediately. When he saw Ronan again today, the mood of observing and observing prevailed—— —

After all, Buster's understanding of the One Day King is also very, very limited, without close contact, it will be a spectacle after all.

"I wouldn't use such words to describe our meeting last night." Ronan seemed to recall the meeting last night, "I think it was a friendly discussion, but I didn't develop according to the route they expected. , that's all."

Ollie turned his head, eyes full of curiosity: It seems that Ronan was also very exciting last night.

At this time, Maxim had already struggled to sit up, and said fiercely, "The paparazzi must be trying to take advantage, but Ronan fought back. I guess, they should be the ones who are deflated, ha, be careful , Ronan is not the kind and harmless angel he looks on the outside."

In the face of Maxim's joke, Ronan spread his hands, neither denying nor affirming, always smiling, and even teased Maxim, "Thank you, I didn't know that it was in your eyes, other people saw it I'm like an angel."

Maxim didn't speak, but just raised his right hand and gave him a middle finger.

Cliff was still drowsy, as if he had completely lost consciousness and was unconscious. It was really rare for Cliff to show such an irresponsible gaffe when he knew that there were many tasks waiting for him today. , it seems that there should have been more things worth investing in last night.