King of Stage

Seeing Ronan grinning his teeth and curling his hands and feet, Ollie and Maxim couldn't help laughing. Black coffee is indeed very lethal—and the black coffee in the restaurant is not of a high standard, like soot. , but Ronan's expression was still a bit exaggerated.

Cliff seemed to be fine, and the espresso cup was emptied, and then he said to Ronan, "Drink the coffee and get ready to go!"

Coffee is not because it tastes good, but for refreshment. In the past more than fifty-five hours, they only closed their eyes and rested for two hours, and they were running at high speed at other times. A little energy, or you might fall asleep standing on stage.

No matter how bad the black coffee is, they must "get the job done."

Ronan squeezed his nose and poured all the coffee into his mouth, wiped his mouth indiscriminately, followed his teammates into the car again, and hurried towards the old blacksmith bar.

"Ronan, are you okay?" Ollie approached Ronan's ear and asked worriedly.

Although Ronan's fever has subsided, his body is still a little weak, and now he is spinning continuously at high intensity. Ollie is inevitably worried, wondering if there will be another accident tonight.

Then Ollie felt that Ronan was constantly winking at him, and he was sending hints. Ollie didn't know, so he was about to ask, when Alice's surprised voice came from his ear, "What's wrong with your body?"

Ollie understood right away, but it was too late. Seeing Ronan's depressed expression, Ollie said "Sorry" with his eyes, shrunk his head and said nothing.

Originally it was a secret for Alice, but now it was directly exposed by Oli. Ronan could only turn his head to look at Alice, and smiled, "It's okay, it's just that I had a fever two days ago. It's recovered now." .”

To put it bluntly, Ronan was going to take it easy, but that guy Maxim said, "Not only. The high fever persisted for two days, and he fainted on the stage. Ronan, why did you say it so lightly? Didn't you faint? And when you wake up, you are still confused, don't know when and where you are now, it's like losing your memory."

hehe.

hehe!

This guy is here to tear down the stage, right?

Ronan was swearing with his eyes, but Maxim didn't know why, and he took the initiative to say, "Did I say something wrong? Isn't it like this? Why are you swearing with your eyes?" His expression was very serious, and he definitely wasn't trying to make things difficult for Luo Nan. South.

puff.

Alice didn't hold back, she was very worried at first, but because of Maxim's gesture, the atmosphere became more relaxed. Alice's gaze came from behind the camera, and she gave Ronan a hard look, as if to say, "I'll teach you when I get back," but ostensibly asks, "Now? How does it feel?"

"Everything is fine!" Ronan said quickly, and patted his chest hard, "Stronger than a bull."

Alice carefully recalled the situation in the past two days, and she did not notice Ronan's abnormality. She also realized that Ronan should not have lied, so she felt a little relieved.

Because she was filming a documentary, Alice swallowed her words temporarily, and just mouthed something to Ronan, "Take care of yourself." It was still difficult to hide her worry between her brows.

Ronan glanced at the camera lens, and a smile appeared in his eyes-fortunately, the camera lens saved him in time.

While talking, Bourbon Avenue appeared in front of my eyes again. Even though it was already early morning, the street was still packed with crowds of people coming and going, and the brightly lit street seemed like daytime. Involuntarily overflowing, it is difficult to imagine such a grand occasion unless you see it with your own eyes.

The heat wave of the midsummer night is gurgling and boiling,

As if this is the center of the world.

Sleepless all night! Carnival wantonly!

Among them, the entrance of the old blacksmith bar is still in constant flow. The people who come in and out can't hold back their excitement and excitement, dancing and expressing their inner emotions, discussing tonight's performance, the surging voice in the air falls lightly. On the surface of the skin, it is so hot that it almost scalds the skin.

Unknowingly, his body moved closer to the car window, greedily and eagerly looking at the outside world.

Ollie couldn't help but open the window, and then the heat wave rushed towards his face like this, and the blood couldn't help rolling along with it. Before entering the performance scene, the adrenaline had already started to erupt, and the body language had already revealed it without words. I can't wait.

Boom boom boom!

Boom boom boom!

Arriving at the parking lot, the deafening sound of music came from the soles of the feet, and along with the advancing footsteps, it became more and more obvious and more intense. However... the eager footsteps of the band were intercepted at the back door.

The security personnel in charge of guarding the back door meticulously checked the band's access documents - when he came back in the morning, Cliff received the documents from the organizer; and then confirmed the identities of the band members in detail based on the access documents - because of the busy performance With the backstage crowd, this process took fifteen minutes.

After the inspection was finally completed, the security personnel further confirmed the guitar that Ronan was carrying to ensure that he was not carrying any threatening weapons. It took another ten minutes before they were able to enter the back door.

Although these are all necessary procedures for safety, they took too long. Maxim almost clashed with the security guards, and finally suppressed his emotions by focusing on the performance.

However, after entering the back door, Maxim was still a little upset, "They just bullied us as an unknown small band, so they dared to do this. But the problem is, all the guests attending the full moon party tonight are independent singers and independent bands, no one What is the difference in their treatment of us if we can come in swaggeringly?"

I can't blame Maxim for being dissatisfied, because the security personnel did question, "King for a day? What kind of band is this? I've never heard of it."

As Maxim said, tonight's attendees are all independent bands, and bands that the security inspectors have never heard of should occupy the main lineup, but the other party still expressed such an attitude.

If Ronan was really twenty-five years old, he would be as angry as Maxim, but Ronan was not, and he had experienced more serious and terrible discrimination in his last life, which also made Ronan's mentality More peaceful and calm.

Ronan just patted Maxim on the shoulder, "Don't forget our goal tonight, don't let those insignificant people affect our performance. Remember? We should be like kings, at least when we stand on the stage, We should show the attitude of conquerors!"