King of Stage

Dark, dancing lightly and smartly at the fingertips, with a touch of cold touch, and then the fingertips gradually lost consciousness and became numb, as if they could feel the devil’s breath flowing slowly by the ear, and the whole space slowly solidified stand up.

　　 "Ronan..."

　　 There was a moment of silence, Ollie spoke cautiously, trying to say something, but the words paused for a moment, and the sharp bell broke the silence.

Jingle Bell!

Jingle Bell!

　　 The ringtone of getting up was loud, and the whole bed and the whole room seemed to vibrate. Ollie was taken aback and fell under the bed.

　　咚!

Ronan only heard a muffled noise. First, he was startled by the alarm bell, and then by the impact. Yigulu directly sat up and saw a figure on the floor grunting vaguely. I quickly turned on the bedside lamp, and then I could see Ollie curled up in a ball.

　　 "Oli, are you okay?"

　　 His pupils shook quickly twice, and after judging the situation on the scene, he immediately understood, and then the laughter broke out.

　　 "Hahahaha!"

Seeing Ollie's tall and strong man curled up in the narrow space between the bed and the bed, Ronan couldn't even find a place to stay. Even Ollie was so aggrieved, the bed followed his movements. When I moved, the picture was too happy and very impactful.

Although Ronan was very worried about Ollie’s condition, the remaining reason told him that he needed to ask about Ollie’s condition-he did so, but the laughter still couldn't help, so he buzzed in his chest presumptuously. Buzzing.

Ollie held his head and struggled to sit up. As a result, the bed couldn't support the strength at all. He pushed back most of the position with one click. As a result, Ollie squatted down with his **** and his feet turned up. , This suddenly caused Ronan's laughter to burst frantically.

Ollie also thought it was funny. He was a little depressed and a little ashamed, but because of this follow-up, he laughed with Ronan and looked at Ronan helplessly, "Didn't you say that you will never walk alone?" "

　　 Ronan couldn't speak at all. He just pointed to his position and showed the state of the two people with his eyes, as if to say: Yes, I will be with you.

　　 Ollie felt a little tight in his chest.

　　 "KOKOKO!"

There was a knock on the door, and then the door of the room was pushed open. Cliff came in like a tornado. The door was trembling like the dead leaves of a treetop in late autumn, and the chattering sound raged in the room. The ground crashed.

　　 "I heard you are making noise since just now, but after so long tossing and not getting ready, you are really! Get up and wash and prepare, we are about to set off! If there is a traffic jam along the way, the flight will be delayed, what should I do?"

　　 Ollie murmured back, "What kind of traffic is jammed at this time?"

Then I felt Cliff’s almost cannibalistic eyes, flying over like a knife, which made Ollie make a motion of pulling the chain of his mouth, and the room was filled with Cliff’s voice again. Urging Ronan and Ollie to get up quickly and get ready to go.

Judging from the level of anxiety and excitement of Cliff, Cliff and Maxim did not close their eyes last night. They are now in a state of excessive adrenaline, not to mention them, even Alice did not sleep well. An steady, squinted dazedly for about forty minutes, and then got up.

Arrived at the airport unimpeded all the way, usually takes 30 minutes by car, but arrived smoothly in less than 20 minutes. The check-in procedure was started early, and even the worrying drum air transport problem was solved perfectly without any delay. Time, and then the band members entered the terminal and waited boringly and anxiously for nearly two hours before they boarded the plane smoothly.

　　 After taking his seat in the business class, Ronan was a little excited——

　　 In his last life, he took a handful of flights, but all of his few experiences were in economy class. He had never tried business class. It is inevitable that there are some novelty and excitement of entering the city from the countryside.

However, the mental state of staying up all night is really not so good. The long wait and pride in the waiting hall before has caused fatigue to invade slowly. Soon after sitting down, Ronan was so fainted without being able to take a closer look at his feelings. Drowsed into the dreamland, completely relaxed.

　　 When the plane meal was distributed, Ronan came to his senses, and after sweeping the food into his stomach, he continued to fall asleep under the blanket.

Dazedly, until the second flight meal was distributed, it was considered to be a little rejuvenated. Half asleep and half awake opened his eyes, and carefully looked at the flight meal in front of him. The friendly flight attendant heard from his ears. Inquiring, "Do you need champagne and red wine?"

Ronan rubbed his wistful eyes and refused with a smile. Then he could hear Ollie next to him order a glass of red wine. He couldn't help but turned his head and looked over, but he was startled by Ollie's bloodshot eyes. , "God, Ollie, you won't sleep all the way, do you?"

Ollie drank the whole glass of red wine in one sigh, turned his head and looked at Ronan excitedly. Instead of answering Ronan’s question, he handed over the notebook in his hand~www.readwn.com~ At this point, it was all already. Without the look of tiredness and frustration, the excitement could not be suppressed all over the body.

It was a sixteen-volume sketchbook, and the black cover was marked with stickers of different states. It was messy but distinctive; the edges of the notebook were fluffed, and the traces of time could be clearly seen. Open the inside, You can even see scattered alterations and records.

This is Ollie’s own writing notes. Many of the King’s tracks in One Day are derived from this, but since the incident with Scout, Ollie hasn’t opened it for a long, long time-maybe occasionally, but after all No more recordings.

Until today.

Ollie was about to pass the sketchbook to Ronan, but Ronan still politely refused and gestured to the dinner plate in front of him, "I'm about to eat, you should also eat something, otherwise the rehearsal in the afternoon will give you physical strength. It may not be able to keep up."

Ollie nodded perfunctorily, opened the sketchbook, leaned over his upper body, and looked at Ronan courteously. Only a wagging tail was enough to imitate the dog who was welcoming his master home, "Well, I just I recorded some inspirational clips. Why don't I read them to you? How do you feel?"

　　 Ronan slowly spread the butter on the bread, as if he was using a butter knife as a paintbrush, creating an oil painting, and glanced at Ollie, "Score?"

　　 "No, lyrics." Ollie shook his head, ignoring the food in front of him.

Ollie, who always cherishes food and loves food, left the food behind. This made Ronan glance at the plate in front of Ollie, revealing a pity in his eyes, but he turned his head to look at it. After Ollie, he nodded and said he was listening.