Six Hundred and Eighty, Laughing and Cursing

buzz buzz.

buzz buzz.

The impassioned and turbulent emotions are surging and crashing on the eardrums, so fierce and intense that the heart trembles slightly together, and the disturbing emotions and thoughts are entangled on the tip of the tongue, which is hard to describe, but just mixed He just froze in place.

Ronan's playing and singing were over, and the air in the recording studio became quiet again, but the tumbling noise was still buzzing above the eardrums.

Exhaling a long breath, Ronan could also deeply feel the fatigue deep in his soul. It was a kind of fatigue after devoting all his energy into it. Even breathing could feel the throbbing pain deep in his soul. At first, I saw Maxim lowering his eyelids and lost in thought.

As if aware of the temperature of Ronan's gaze, Maxim raised his eyelids slightly, and there was also a flash of loneliness and loneliness in his eyes, because it was so strange that Ronan couldn't help being slightly stunned.

But it was fleeting, before he had time to take a closer look, it had disappeared into the depths of his eyes, and then the corners of Maxim's mouth rose, showing his usual unrestrained chic again, which made Ronan wonder if he had been mistaken. .

Ronan didn't think much, raised his eyebrows slightly, and showed a shallow smile to Maxim, then turned around, looking for Ollie's figure.

Ollie was watching Ronan, as if he was waiting for Ronan to turn around, his tear-stained face looked terrible, his slightly flushed cheeks made his red nose and swollen eyes more prominent, as if he had been frozen The bad Santa Claus still has tears flickering in his eyes, and the deep sadness is still tugging at his ankles, unable to break free.

However, the collision of eyes and eyes made the smile on the corner of Oli's mouth bloom brightly. Unexpectedly, the involvement of a smile made the tears fall again. He couldn't help but quickly raised his wide palm, just like cleaning a third-rate restaurant , casually wiped it with a rag.

The appearance of crying and laughing was so funny that Ronan couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

Ollie looked at Ronan who was smiling all over his face, and laughed out of his throat, but he lost control of his emotions and cried even harder. He burped twice, like a rooster crowing, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

"Oli Love!" Maxim protested strongly with disgust on his face, "Don't let others see you like this."

"Hahahaha." Ronan laughed out loud, hugging his stomach literally, because he laughed so hard that his fingertips seemed to be able to feel the existence of his abdominal muscles.

Cliff seemed to have finally come to his senses,

Howling, "Ollie, what the hell are you doing? Sorry, I can't help you this time, bro."

Ollie himself can't laugh or cry, he laughed while crying, and cried again while laughing, crying and laughing like a lunatic, but looking at the little friend in front of him through his tearful eyes, the pain and sharpness of the wound seemed to be gone. It was so difficult, and the dark clouds that were pressing down on the sky finally tore a corner.

His shoulders seemed to finally relax a little.

The sounds of hustle and bustle and cursing were intertwined, and the sound of disgust, laughter, and complaints surged, and the recording studio regained its relaxation.

"Cliff, is that my coffee?" Ronan raised his voice and asked.

Cliff was slightly stunned, looked towards Ronan, and then saw Ronan raised his eyebrows, and asked again with his eyes, Cliff finally realized, nodded in affirmation, "Yes, this It's our coffee. However, you pay for all the coffee breakfast in the entire studio? Have you started to spend money recently?"

"Cliff, Bruno lent me the studio, and the penny was confiscated. Anyway, we need to show some kindness. Coffee and breakfast are nothing. If you are worried about my bank account, otherwise, my food for the next month You will be reimbursed for the fee?" Ronan said with a smile.

"...Maxim, your coffee." Cliff ignored Ronan directly.

Ronan made a pitiful expression on purpose and looked at Maxim, Maxim bumped Ronan with his shoulder, "It's not the first day you know Cliff's penniless, don't worry, if you really starve to death , I will give you a little bread."

"It's so touching!" Ronan exaggeratedly wiped away the non-existent tears on his cheeks, causing Maxim to roll his eyes.

Ollie also regained his strength and stood up, "I'll wash up in the bathroom and I'll be right back." He also needed a little time to calm down.

Ronan asked Ollie with his eyes: Are you sure you are all right?

Ollie showed a smile, he could feel the relief of his shoulders, and he nodded his head slightly to express his affirmation; then he turned and left the recording studio.

"The song just now is the creation of our new album?" Cliff took the initiative to ask, he didn't bring up the conflict just now, but focused on his work, but he still looked at the expressions of Ronan and Maxim. Some cautious.

Maxim noticed Cliff's gaze, but he didn't care. He also looked at Ronan.

Ronan could feel the temperature of his eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth showed a relaxed state, "I think this is a beginning."

Maxim didn't say much, and asked following Ronan's words, "But, how do we arrange the music? The piano version doesn't sound like our style at all."

Ronan waved his hand lightly, "That depends on how we arrange the music."

"I think we can make two versions, an unplugged version (--) and a plugged version."

To be precise, Ronan didn't have a clear idea until the whole song was written. After all, this is their purpose today, discussing the creation of the new album and concert together; however, during the recent vacation, Ronan has indeed been in Think about how to give the new album a different soul color.

On the one hand, Ronan hopes to continue the style of "Seven". After all, the style of Kings for a Day has just taken shape. They need more music to establish their own color and seek breakthroughs on the basis of the previous album; on the other hand, Ronan also hopes to break the style of "Seven", bravely break through the shackles brought by the Grammy trophy, and find his own way as a king for a day.

But the two ideas are in a state of contradiction, and Ronan himself needs time to explore and explore, so he throws out the inspiration in his mind now to see if more sparks can be collided in the internal discussions of the band and find more Inspiration, and then sort out the creative ideas for the new album.

The creation of this song just now is a piece of cake, Ronan didn't think much about it, but after finishing the creation, he couldn't help but have such an idea:

How about an unplugged version? Is it possible to inject different colors into the music?

But both Maxim and Cliff felt a little awkward, and Maxim asked directly, "Where did this idea come from? What are you going to do?"