King of Stage

"So, is this an unbreakable dilemma? Like Sisyphus?" Ronan asked softly, as if he was asking Ryan and himself.

Ryan shrugged. "I don't know, and I don't have an answer."

"However, Ronan, in real life, everyone needs to face pressure and find a way to vent. A short-term loss is not the end of the world. The most important thing is to stick to your heart and never forget the reason why you started this journey."

Ronan raised his head to look at Ryan, and then he could see the slight smile in Ryan's eyes, like a layer of light on the surface of a calm lake.

Words are like chicken soup for the soul, but Ryan's understatement made the music of the Republican era emerge in Ronan's mind, just like running wildly in the vast desert. In the vast expanse, even if it is covered with thorns, it is still full of passion and continues to burn.

Music can also be seen as a mirror of the creator's heart, at least that's what Ronan believes, even chicken soup for the soul can also become energy.

"You've done a good job, very good, don't be too hard on yourself." Ryan gave Ronan a thumbs up, "As for the rest of the band, everyone has their own way to go, no one can Instead of doing it for them, all you need to do is to continue to insist on yourself."

Whether it's Ollie or Maxim, including Cliff, they are all embracing life in their own way, there is no right or wrong, maybe it's a wild dance on the tip of a knife, maybe it's a high-altitude wire rope, but... No matter what, in the end, they will eventually find their own path and face their own future.

Ronan seemed to understand a little, but there seemed to be a lot he didn't understand, which made him chuckle, "I guess, the only way to know what scenery is ahead is to walk down."

Once, Ronan believed in his heart that he was a "reborn person", and had a chance to read the file and start over, he naturally needed to be more wise and mature, just like facing a test paper that he had already done, he must know All the answers, and finally complete a perfect answer sheet.

But the reality told Ronan that what was in front of him was not the same test paper, but a brand new and different test paper. Even if I have already had a chance, it does not mean that I can have the answers to all the questions. Such thinking is dangerous and naive.

All the challenges that the king has experienced and faced in a day are all "first times".

At least, in the long river of history that Ronan is familiar with, the One Day King never appeared at all, not to mention Grammy, even the names of daily life are unheard of.

In other words, Ronan is changing history and writing a new history at the same time.

Become famous overnight, reach the top of the list, get a lot of response, become famous, attract attention, put pressure on...all of them are the first time.

In the future, there are still more "first times" that have never been encountered, experienced or faced.

Even as a reborn person, there are still no answers to these questions. Obviously, every period of life cannot be copied, and everything is brand new.

But it is precisely because of this that "unrepeatable" also means "unique". The unknown prospects and challenges are really exciting. Every minute and every second, you can feel the fresh vitality surging, not just to live , but live because of publicity, live because of recklessness, and live because of blooming.

Even a setback, even a fall, even an impact, doesn't seem so terrible, because scars are also a way of carving life.

Perhaps, in the present, none of them have the right answer. The only thing they can do is to stick to their hearts, make choices, and explore more possibilities in the long journey of life.

The unknown may be fear, but it may also be anticipation.

Thinking of this, the smile on the corner of his mouth fell into the depths of his eyes again, and he felt a little more relaxed. Although the worries deep in his heart were still weighing heavily, after thinking about it from a different angle, he was finally able to see a different scene. relieved to some extent.

Ryan's expression also became a little more relaxed, and he lightly bumped Ronan's shoulder with his shoulder, "I can't predict what the scenery will be like tomorrow, but I can tell you the scenery in the next ten minutes. Enjoy a wasabi hot dog without anyone trying to stop me tonight."

As he spoke, Ryan beamed, which made Ronan laugh out loud.

While talking, the taxi had already arrived at the destination, and the Mexican driver still parked the vehicle on the side of the road cautiously and cautiously.

Ryan also noticed that the driver kept peeking at the rearview mirror. Before getting out of the car, he grabbed the back of the driver's seat with both hands and leaned forward suddenly. This sudden action scared the driver so much that he almost died On the verge of screaming, Ryan laughed gleefully at the panicked look.

However, Ryan didn't intend to hit anyone, but raised his right hand and pointed to the car radio, and said bluffingly into the driver's ear, "The handsome guy next to me is the songwriter and singer of this song." Or, you should be screaming and applauding."

After finishing speaking, Ryan stepped away from the taxi, leaving cheerful and wanton laughter surging in the car.

Ronan couldn't help laughing, and handed a fifty-dollar ticket to the driver, "No need to look for it, thank you for helping us out just now, I hope you can enjoy your meal."

Inside the taxi, it became quiet again.

The Mexican driver was slightly stunned, but his brain still couldn't turn the corner. He put down the handbrake and stepped on the accelerator, and the car rushed out like an arrow off the string, rushing through the intersection before the green light turned into a red light. It disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

It wasn't until the long queue of hot dog stands could no longer be seen in the rearview mirror that the Mexican driver relaxed a little. After calming down, he realized that his back was covered in cold sweat.

Wait, radio?

At this time, the melody was playing on the radio, and it was "falling apart". The Mexican driver couldn't help but calm down and listened carefully.

"We used to think as much as we could, as much as we wanted, money."

"We used to think as much as we could, sober up, money."

The uniform rhythm came down like a storm, and he couldn't help but nodded slightly, feeling the rhythm of the melody with his body, but what did the fat man say?

"That handsome guy is the creator of this song?"

So, he's the lead singer of... One Day King?

The driver's brain, which was like a mess, finally reacted, but he couldn't help but froze in place. After finding the answer, he fell into another dilemma:

Wait, wait, wait, what happened just now? One day the lead singer of the king took his own taxi, but he regarded the other party as a killer? And then missed the chance to ask for autographs all the way?

"Ah! God!"

All the viscera curled up, and he slammed his head against the steering wheel in a dull mood——

"Bah!"

The loudspeaker roared above the eardrums.