King of Stage

　　 Ollie was surprised, unable to believe his ears, "No... tell me you are not serious."

　　 But Ronan seemed to be able to capture the surprise in Ollie’s words, and said firmly, "You didn’t hear me wrong, I’m serious, I really think so."

　　 "No, no, no, it shouldn't be like this. The piano should still be used for the first verse..."

　　 "No, the piano should only be added when the chorus is officially cut in, to make full use of the different textures of the keyboard sounds, enrich the layers, and create a three-dimensional effect."

"Ronan, the guitar string sound is too thin, not to mention the texture of the string sound is more suitable for folk songs, and the structure of the melody alone is also unreasonable. We need to be straightforward in the first verse. The texture of the skeleton, this is the correct way to open it."

　　 "I don't think so, Ollie, I insist..."

　　 "God! Ronan!"

The conversation between you and me was too rush and turbulent, bombarded like a torrential rain, leaving no breathing space at all. They were closely connected with each other, so the two sides entered a stalemate. State, expressing one's own views and opinions without giving way, and fighting for reason, both of them refused to give in and stood firm, and the red-faced appearance seemed to be able to directly swing their fists at each other at any time.

At the end, I couldn’t keep up with my breathing, and the words were still grunting in my throat, but in fact, I couldn’t make a sound at all, and the whole voice was stuck. In desperation, Ollie stunned. Looking at Ronan, his round eyes seemed to be thrown out at any time, like a cockfight.

　　 However, Ollie still had nothing to do with Ronan.

At this moment, Ollie was already standing up, sweating profusely, bursting with blue veins, and panting. His face was so excited that his almost speechless face was completely red, as if it was about to explode in the next second; The contrast was Ronan, who was calm, peaceful, and calm.

From the beginning to the present, Ronan has never raised his voice or speeded up his speech. His unhurried manner maintained his consistent rationality and calmness. He was clearly organized and clear thinking. Even though Ollie repeatedly interrupted him with grumpy temper. Still unbiased, he came back and insisted on his own opinions.

Moreover, no matter how eager or excited Ollie is, he has never been able to change Ronan's thoughts. Those eyes with a slight smile can capture the firmness of determination in the depths, and quietly hold on to his position. It is clearly Austrian. Li has the initiative in the conversation, but always feels that Ollie is losing control.

　　 As a result, Ollie became more and more excited and anxious. Instead, he retreated steadily in front of Ronan, and there was always a sense of stubbornness.

Staring at Ronan fiercely, Ollie found that Ronan was unavoidably facing his gaze. The firmness displayed from the inside out never loosened. The bright gaze made Ollie start to waver and appear. Confused for a second—what on earth are you insisting on?

"No! Wake up, Ollie!" Ao patted his cheek forcefully, but Ronan was startled by the sudden movement, because the movements were really hard, and the sound was exceptionally crisp, and even faintly could see Ao. Lee's cheeks flushed slightly, and before Ronan could react further, Ollie turned around and left the room mightily, like a tornado.

　　 Ronan was stunned: What kind of operation is this?

　　 Immediately after Ronan got the answer, there was a heavy knock on the door in the next room, and Ollie's voice echoed in the corridor, "Maxim! Maxim! Cliff!"

Thirty seconds later, Ollie dragged his rescuer back, cracklingly, Ollie tried to get Maxim and Cliff to give a reference, the hustle and bustle voice filled the room with the restlessness and enthusiasm of a midsummer night. Inside, it was like three thousand flies swarming, but the twittering words failed to explain the situation clearly, making two people confused—

　　 Maxim had to look towards Ronantou and ask his sight.

　　 Cliff couldn't help but laughed and teased, "It was one appearance last night, and it was another appearance tonight. It is estimated that the other guests are wondering what is going on with this band, and there is no one to stop."

　　 laughed at himself and teased everyone in the band.

　　 "Cliff, no!" Ollie was not in the mood to make a joke. He thought that Cliff thought they were quarreling and was eager to explain.

　　 But Ollie is sweating in anxiousness now, and he couldn't say a reason for a long time. He looked at Ronantou vigorously, as if he was expressing protest: This is not my business alone, don't you comment?

The smile in Ronan's eyes also flowed out, and he took the initiative to explain, "I just got some inspiration and created a song, but on the arrangement, Oli and I had a disagreement. Then you showed up. "

　　 Maxim's smile also relaxed, and he turned his head and exchanged a joking glance with Cliff:

In fact, in the band, the four of them have been encouraging each other to create more and try more, only in this way can they burst out more sparks, but Ronan and Cliff's progress has not been very good; and Ronan at least still After trying hard, Cliff seems to be in a state of half-giving up—

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However, Ronan has always lacked enough confidence. He usually hides well. He only talks with Ollie occasionally, but even Ollie doesn’t know much. Tonight, he brought a little surprise, Ollie. Taking the initiative to pull Maxim and Cliff over, Ronan still did not refuse.

　　 Although Maxim did not respond to expectations, he still looked towards Ronantou to encourage him, hoping to provide some help.

　　 Cliff stood against the wall, posing a stance of listening attentively.

　　 I omitted the intricate explanation of the situation, and went straight to the actual combat drill. Ronan was a little nervous, and inevitably he was still a little worried. If Alice likes it, but his teammates don't like it? What if Alice’s love came from the comfort of her family, but her teammates were hit hard?

　　 "Huh..."

Ronan let out a sigh of relief quietly, and fell into Maxim’s eyes, joking happily, "There is no need to be shy in front of us. This is not the first time. Don’t worry, we all know that the complaints are correct. Way, it will never deviate from the bullseye."

　　 A teasing made Ronan relax immediately, without any explanation from the mother-in-law, lightly sketching the strings with the fingertips, and then singing a cappella.

Ronan's voice is clear and translucent, and it seems to lack a little characteristic when it is rough. Compared with the story-rich voice like smoke or bass, it is really difficult to firmly grasp the ears at the first sound, but the voice is clean. But with a unique penetrating power, quietly grabbing the ears.

How exactly should 　　 be described?

　　 clear as water.

　　 This was the first thought in Maxim's mind.