Seven Hundred and Seventieth Sixth, Settle Accounts After Autumn

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

Encore! Encore!

Ronan! Ronan!

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped……

Boom, boom, buzzing roar continued to circle around the ears, gradually drifting away but never completely disappearing, lingering around the beam.

Open your eyes, the golden sunshine of California shines down through the tall palm trees, and you can see the cloudless mint blue sky at a glance. It looks like crystal clear jelly, and you can feel the springiness when you bite The taste jumps between the lips and teeth.

Close your eyes, the cheers and shouts of the Nokia Theater last night became clear again in your mind, even the surface of your skin can still feel the boiling heat wave of the audience, hot and flamboyant, scorching hot and wanton, hormonal breath lingering under the nose , The heartbeat can't help but accelerate.

When I opened my eyes again, there was nothing but emptiness.

From extreme turbulence to extreme tranquility, from extreme noise to extreme loneliness, the huge drop from the peak to the bottom makes people unbalanced, as if suspended in mid-air, unable to touch the flat bottom. On the one hand, I miss the lights and cheers of the concert , but surrounded by a huge emptiness on the one hand.

An indescribable loneliness.

One second, standing in the spotlight, surrounded by mighty cheers and screams; the next second, looking around, there is only silence and nothingness, facing the darkness and emptiness alone. Like a free fall, trying to catch something with all my strength, but there is nothing.

During the long six-month tour, Ronan thought he could get used to this gap, but the moment he realized that the tour was completely over, reluctance and sighs still gushed out uncontrollably, swallowing himself in an instant—— The more happy you are, the more lonely you are, and the happier you are, the more lost you are.

That feeling, as if there is a black hole deep in my heart, devouring all the light like a wolf, can't be filled no matter what.

call……

Ronan let out a long, long breath, stuffed the bacon on the dinner plate into his mouth, and chewed it crunchily, using food to fill the emptiness in his heart, but he felt that he might need a lot of food, a lot!

"Ah! How does it taste?"

He arrived before anyone was heard, and then a hand stuck out from behind, threw a piece of bacon from Ronan's dinner plate, made a gorgeous turn, and sat down on the wicker chair next to Ronan, A piece of sunlight was heavily stirred up, noisy and noisy.

Ronan gave Maxim a hard look,

"If you're hungry, order one yourself. Anyway, the tour is over, so you can eat with your stomach open."

Normally, in order to maintain his "beauty", Maxim's diet management is undoubtedly the strictest, not at all like a rock band, but like a member of an idol group.

Maxim shook his head, "One! Just one! Next week is the Grammy, and I must hold on till the end of the awards ceremony!"

Compared with the tour, the Grammy stage is the real top event. Maxim's self-management not only cannot be relaxed, but also needs to be upgraded.

Maxim raised his jaw slightly, showing Ronan his jawline like a blade, and cast an ambiguous look like a peacock spreading his tail, "Such a level of beauty can already apply for the level of the United Nations non-cultural heritage." , of course I need to take good care of it.”

Ronan, "..."

He felt that after this "Departure" tour, Maxim's narcissism seemed to be getting worse.

Ronan gave a serious suggestion, "Maxim, do we need to contact archaeological experts to professionally protect this intangible cultural heritage? I'm not talking about this face, but this confidence, wow, this is unprecedented You can really contact the United Nations World Heritage Application Agency for the shameless city wall that has no one to come."

"..." Maxim, cursing with his eyes, gave Ronan a hard look, then raised his hand to brush his hair back, and shook his head lightly to tidy up the messy hair, like a handsome man in ancient Greece Generally, "Don't be jealous of me, I'm also quite envious of your stage performance, sincerely."

Ronan was slightly taken aback, then laughed dumbly, and did not respond, but picked up his own coffee and tasted it slowly.

After finishing speaking, Maxim also ignored Ronan's white eyes, and looked at Cliff and Ollie, who were sitting in two corners with 90-degree horns. The atmosphere was filled with a smell of gunpowder, "What's wrong with you two?"

Without waiting for an answer, Maxim guessed on his own, "Because of the accident last night? Wasn't it properly resolved in the end? Ollie's performance is amazing." The understatement and nonchalant tone have completely disappeared from last night. Anxiety and tension, only relieved by the passage of time.

"Maxim!" Cliff was still upset, and immediately exploded when he heard Maxim's words, "Do you know the potential consequences? Huh? All the major sponsors were present last night, that is Looking forward to us being able to give a great show, and if it gets screwed up because of Ollie..."

"I didn't!" Ollie shot back directly, not to be outdone, "I didn't mess up the show. In fact, I not only didn't, but I exceeded expectations. Are you deaf? So, Cliff, don't take those who didn't It makes you look particularly noble by giving me a hat for the assumptions that happened."

"Not this time, what about next time?" Cliff snorted, "After the concert last night, when you returned to the hotel, did you get high again in the room? You were still running naked in the corridor at five o'clock in the morning, but you were caught by the hotel staff." People chased and intercepted, almost made a joke, if it was exposed by TMZ, what do you think the sponsors will think?"

"Sponsors, sponsors, what you worry about is never the performance, but the attitude of the sponsors, if the sponsors let you wait on the bed in their room, you will not hesitate to wash yourself, wrap Towels delivered to my door, so don’t pretend you care about the show and judge me condescendingly.”

Ollie didn't show any weakness, and fought back with a crackling sound. He didn't usually participate in the quarrel, but it didn't mean that Ollie had no ideas. The tit-for-tat attitude collided with sparks again.

Cliff sneered, "If there is no sponsor, there will be no tour. At least I am worried about our future, but what about you? You are drunk and depraved just for a woman. You should really look at your picture Face, I'm not surprised by Ophelia's choice at all."

"Cliff!" Slapping people without slapping people in the face, such short-cut words have crossed the line, Ronan stopped him aloud.

But the words spoken, the water poured out, the word "Ophelia" has already hit the nail on the head.

Ollie's anger immediately exploded, but he couldn't stand still because his physical strength was exhausted. He staggered and almost sat back down again, and said with a red face, "Yes, yes, yes, you are thinking about it for the band. , you are the first person who selflessly considers the future of the band, so what happened to Trastan? Why are you afraid to tell Maxim and Ronan that you are still in frequent contact with Trastan?"

Arguing, slightly off track.

Both Maxim and Ronan were frightened, and they both looked at Cliff with shock and surprise in their eyes.