King of Stage

Six Hundred and Seventy Third Straight

In less than a week, a similar situation happened twice. Cliff has his little emotions, and Ronan has his dissatisfaction. They are no longer children. Everyone has the right to express their thoughts, so , There is no need for Ronan to choose to shut up because of concerns about Cliff.

"Cliff, I'm a member of One Day Kings. I don't want to leave the team to fly solo, I don't want to monopolize the spotlight, and I don't do any tricks behind your back. I'm very open and honest. You didn't If you need a little trouble, you will speculate in a strange way."

"Similarly, I have no way to control those paparazzi and media. I don't know what's going to happen next like you. This is all new to us. So, I hope similar conversations don't happen again. I don't like it. I don't like it. I'm sure you won't like it either."

Ronan expresses his point of view crisply and bluntly. He needs to express his attitude clearly and then draw a line.

The same thing happening over and over again the first time and the second time is not a pleasant experience for anyone.

Of course, the relationship between people has never been that simple, and even if the boundaries are drawn, they may still be entangled, but at least he needs to make a statement.

Compared with the emotional out of control at the club a few days ago, Ronan seemed calmer and calmer today. He expressed his thoughts in a calm and firm manner, and threw his words at Cliff with heavy words. , didn’t mean to be soft-hearted——

For a moment, he wondered if he was making a big deal out of a molehill. He didn't have much to do, but he went out of his way to turn a small matter into a big one.

But Ronan knew he didn't.

"Cliff, you have your emotions, and I also have mine, so, how about this, I clean up my mess, you clean up your mess, there is no need to vent those garbage emotions on me for no reason, because You need to know that I'm not going to swallow it."

At the end of the speech, it was still a bit sharp after all.

Cliff was also stung, "I just said a few words, and then you talked a lot, who is making a fuss?"

"You'd better not be duplicity. You say that you don't like those news hotspots at all, but in fact you walk briskly and dance happily. It looks like you own the whole world." Cliff sneered, looking out of the corner of his eye. Looking Ronan up and down, the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Ronan really couldn't laugh or cry, and directly hit back with sharp words.

"Cliff, my good mood has nothing to do with any news. Don't think that everyone cares just because you care about those illusory bubbles. If you like it, all those paparazzi will be given to you. I hope you can be well. Enjoy life under the spotlight."

After finishing speaking, Ronan emphasized it word by word, "All the time!"

Cliff's body leaned forward uncontrollably because he was too excited, stared at Ronan with glaring eyes, and spit out the words word by word, "I don't need you to tell me what I should do, I don't like With your lofty attitude, don't think that everyone says you are a rising star, so you really think that you are a great big shot."

wheeze.

wheeze.

Cliff's chest was heaving up and down violently, and he hesitated to speak, but he glanced at Maxim from the corner of his eyes, and then at Ronan again, and finally suppressed all the turbulent emotions in his mind, He also doesn't want things to get out of hand.

take a deep breath.

He took a deep breath again, didn't hold back, and added something, but his tone and attitude were not as sharp as before.

"You'd better remember what you said today,

You're going to focus on your band work, don't the next time we hear from TMZ that you're going to be in a Hollywood movie, that's going to be a real slap in the face. "

After finishing speaking, Cliff ignored Ronan and Maxim, went straight out, and pushed open the door of the recording studio, "I'll go out and smoke a cigarette and I'll be back."

boom.

The door of the recording studio was closed again, cutting off all sound and sight, but the sparks surging in the air were still buzzing in my ears.

Recently, "Seven" swept seven consecutive championships on the billboard album list, then "My Devil" became the band's first billboard champion single, and then it was the frenzy of the Coachella Music Festival, and the Grammy ended The powerful influence that followed pushed the aura of the king for a day to a whole new level.

Naturally, the hustle and bustle lingering in the ears of the band began to increase, everyone was facing changes, Ronan and Cliff were the same, including Maxim and Ollie, they all seemed more impetuous, Simple conversations can also feel the smell of gunpowder, and small differences may also turn into conflicts. The sharpness of the words is getting sharper, and you will lose control if you don't pay attention.

It was like this last time, and it's also like this this time.

It's not a matter of who is right and who is wrong, but their communication style is becoming edgy and intense, as if everyone doesn't know how to speak well.

So, what happened to them?

Ronan raised his head, and then he could see Maxim's gaze projected over, and the two exchanged a look. It was hard to explain the mixed look, but the only thing that was certain was that both of them felt that such a scene was a bit funny.

Flutter.

As they looked at each other, a smile rose from the corner of their mouths, not because it was funny, but because it was absurd and funny, helpless and ridiculous.

Then, Maxim broke the silence first.

"You're not really going to be in a Hollywood movie, are you? Even if I had the chance, I'd be the first one, right?"

"...Maxim, have you misplaced your focus?"

"Haha. Haha." Maxim smiled awkwardly, shifted his gaze around, but still landed on Ronan, and emphasized again very seriously, "It stands to reason that I should go first. "

"..." Ronan rolled his eyes, he didn't want to waste time on such a boring topic, "How about it, do you have any inspiration for creation? Let's not forget about today's work, otherwise Mr. Captain may go into a rage again. A joke made Maxim chuckle.

Maxim also took back his messy thoughts and nodded, "Well, I'm just about to discuss with you, wait a minute, I'll tidy up with a tablet." When it comes to creation, Maxim is still very serious.

Maxim walked to the audio console.

But I have to admit that after Maxim's slapstick, the originally tense atmosphere relaxed, and Ronan's mood brightened again. He turned his head and looked at the door of the recording studio, not worried about Cliff—— He also felt that Cliff needed a blow to calm his mind.

Just calm down.

But what the hell is going on with Ollie? There was no sound from beginning to end, it was too quiet.

Are you sleeping?

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