Eight Hundred Fifty-Seven Lost Center of Gravity

The tumbler, no matter how you push it, shake it, or hit it, it will always be able to regain its upright position, but if the center of gravity that maintains the balance under the tumbler disappears, it will fall apart, and its magical appearance will fall apart in an instant.

It's like being king for a day right now.

Flying solo, Trastan, the two familiar and unfamiliar words are connected, and all the clues are connected in a flash.

Maxim's expression darkened in an instant, looked at Cliff, and asked sharply, "Is this your plan? Or Trastan's plan? Did you know that Trastan planned all this from the very beginning? "

"I don't know." Cliff reacted fiercely, and then he couldn't help shouting again, "I don't know! I don't know anything! Ronan, what's going on? What did Trastan and you say? ?”

Ronan believed that Clive really didn't know.

Because the proposal Trastan gave him was for Ronan to start anew as a solo singer instead of forming a brand new band, it was clear that Cliff was no longer in Trastan's plan.

The corner of Ronan's mouth raised slightly, revealing a hint of sarcasm, "What did Trastan tell you? Create a brand new band with you as the core, and you are the core of the band? Just like David Grew Same?"

Back then, David Grue was the drummer of the Nirvana band. After Kurt Cobain died, the Nirvana band fell apart. In the era, the Foo Fighters band has been active until now.

Cliff, "..."

He could sense the sarcasm in Ronan's voice, and the pain deep in his heart was poked like this.

"Why, can't you? Do you think I can't be the next David Grew?" Cliff didn't like Ronan's tone, "You can fly solo and open up a world, why can't I."

"Yes, I can, but I rejected Trastan." Ronan raised his eyes again, looked at Cliff calmly, and said the truth calmly.

Indeed, Ronan can go solo. With his current reputation and popularity in the industry, whether he is going solo and becoming a solo singer, or starting a new band to form a band, the starting point has already stood at a new height, not to mention whether he can succeed, but There is absolutely no need to worry about publicity and signing and so on.

But Ronan didn't want to.

Ronan still wants to be a member of King for a Day,

He still wants to keep Ollie's memory, and he still wants to move on with Ollie's dream.

Cliff felt insulted. Ronan didn't say anything, but his calm eyes seemed to be condescending and mocking, "There is no need to pretend to be noble, and there is no need to show a contemptuous expression. I just want to Wouldn't it be nice to gain some breathing room?"

Cliff directly hit back - this is also tantamount to admitting Ronan's guess that the root of everything is Trastan.

that fox.

They were right, they were right all along about Trastan!

Maxim couldn't believe his ears, "Cliff, can't you see that? Trastan is playing with you, he is contacting Ronan behind your back, if Ronan agrees, do you think Trastan is still there?" Will he fulfill his promise to you? You are a stepping stone and a replacement."

boom!

Cliff burst open in an instant, his eyes seemed to explode, "You are jealous, you are jealous that Trastan has not contacted you from the beginning to the end, you are not even as good as me, so you are angry, you You should really look at your face."

Maxim smiled angrily, "You don't need to look away, I don't care, I can tell you that I never cared about Trastan's approval, because what he valued was never talent, but profit, you In his eyes, it’s just a string of numbers, so I don’t care if I don’t want this kind of attention.”

Cliff was stung.

"Maxim!"

Cliff roared angrily, "You're half a catty too, there's no need to pretend to be aloof."

"You once said that without you, there would be no Ronan now, but Ronan completely forgot about this, and has always supported Ollie's creation, ignoring your talent, and you also want to fly solo and form a team Band, prove yourself, don't you?"

Words like machine guns came out, and it was obvious that Maxim's handsome face changed color.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Maxim gritted his teeth word by word, as if he could hear the sound of teeth colliding.

Cliff has already turned the situation around, with a gloating smile in his eyes, "Ha, you don't keep your mouth shut, tell your flesh and blood after the rain, keep bragging about your talents and abilities, thinking that no one will hear, but you can't imagine Well, that flesh and blood actually knocked on my room door, and then lay under me, sharing those information with me..."

"Shut up!" Maxim clenched his fists and rushed forward.

Cliff retreated again and again.

Without Ollie, there would be no human shield to persuade the fight. The short and thin Cliff stood in front of Maxim like an ant shaking a giant.

"You're angry because of the pain of being poked by me, you are showing your stupidity!" Cliff cursed loudly as he retreated.

Maxim's movements came to an emergency stop, and he didn't know whether to continue smashing his raised fists, but he finally pulled the reins at the last moment.

"What about you? You plan to disband our band. Do you know that you are Trastan's little puppet?"

"I'm thinking about the band!"

"For the sake of the band? Haha, this is probably the funniest joke I've heard in over twenty years. Thanks, Cliff, for making me happy on days like this."

"You obviously think the same as me, don't pretend to be noble, at least I haven't spoken until now, but what about you? Before Ollie left, you already wanted to fly solo, didn't you?"

"Go away! I never thought of it that way!"

Chirping, rustling.

The quarrels between you and me hurt each other in front of your eyes, and the confrontation with spitting and red faces in a clean and peaceful cemetery is like an Italian comedy.

Absurd and ridiculous.

However, Ronan never spoke, just stood aside, quietly watching the two teammates in front of him accuse each other, all over the place, wanted to laugh but couldn't, and then was dragged by a deep sadness, Slowly, slowly sinking like this.

Ollie has just left, has the conflict already erupted?

Obviously, this is not a contradiction accumulated in three days or two days, so when did it start? Before the release of "Nine"? Or after "Seven" reaches the summit? Or before the journey begins? Or is it that the seeds were planted when New Orleans was about to fall apart but was forced to gather because of Ronan?

This journey, so grand and magnificent, is unforgettable; however, perhaps this journey should not have started from the origin.