King of Stage

In less than a week, similar situations happened twice. Cliff has his little emotions and Ronan has his dissatisfaction. They are no longer children, and everyone has the right to express their ideas. Then Ronan did not need to shut up because of his concerns about Cliff.

"Cliff, I am a member of the King of One Day. I didn't want to leave the team and fly solo. I didn't want to monopolize the attention of the spotlight. I didn't do any small actions behind your back. I'm very open and honest. You don't. It is necessary to speculate strangely at every turmoil."

"Similarly, I have no way to control the paparazzi and the media. Like you, I don’t know what will happen next. All this is new to us. Therefore, I hope that similar conversations will not happen again. I don’t like it. I I believe you will not like it either."

　　 Ronan, expressing his opinions simply and bluntly, he needs to express his attitude clearly and clearly, and then draw a line.

　　 The same thing happens over and over again for the first time and the second time. It is not a pleasant experience for anyone.

　　 Of course, the relationship between people has never been so simple. Even if the line is drawn, they may still be entangled, but at least he needs to make his position clear.

Compared with the emotional out-of-control at the club a few days ago, Ronan appeared calmer and calmer today. He spoke calmly and expressed his thoughts, calmly with firmness, and slammed toward Cliff with his words. , Does not mean soft-handed——

　　 For a moment, he wondered if he was making a fuss. There was nothing wrong, but he went online and turned the small things into big ones.

　　 But Ronan knew he didn't.

"Cliff, you have your emotions, and likewise, I also have mine, so why not, I clean up my mess, you clean up your mess, there is no need to vent those garbage emotions towards me for no reason, because You need to know that I will not swallow."

　　 At the end of the words, they were still a bit sharp after all.

　　 Cliff was also stung, "I just said a few words, and then you talked a lot, who is making a fuss?"

"It's better not to be duplicity. You say that you don't like the hot news at all, but in fact, you have a brisk footsteps and joy, and it looks like you have the world." Cliff sneered, looking out of sight. Looking up and down Ronan, the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

　　 Ronan was really dumbfounded, and slammed back directly with sharp words.

"Cliff, my good mood has nothing to do with any news. Don’t think everyone cares just because you care about those illusory bubbles. If you like it, all those paparazzi will be given to you. I hope you can do well. Enjoy the life under the spotlight."

　　 After finishing speaking, Ronan emphasized every word, "All the time!"

Cliff's body leaned forward uncontrollably because of his excitement. He stared at Ronan glaringly, spitting out words one by one, "I don't need you to tell me what I should do, I don't like it. With your lofty attitude, don't think that everyone says that you are the star of tomorrow, and you really think that you are a great man."

　　 huh.

　　 huh.

Cliff's chest was undulating violently, he wanted to speak, but he glanced at Maxim, and then at Ronan again. After all, he suppressed all the surging emotions in his mind. He also didn't want things to go into an unmanageable situation.

　　 Take a deep breath.

　　 took a deep breath again, did not hold back, and added a sentence, but the tone and attitude were not as sharp as before.

　　 "You'd better remember what you said today, you will focus on the band work, not the next time we learn from TMZ that you are going to star in a Hollywood movie, that is the real face-slapped."

　　 After that, Cliff ignored Ronan and Maxim, and walked straight out, opened the door of the recording studio, "I will come back when I go out and smoke a cigarette."

boom.

　　 The door to the recording studio was closed again, blocking all sounds and sight, but the sparks surging in the air still buzzed in my ears.

In recent times, first "Seven" swept the Billboard Albums chart for seven consecutive titles, then "My Devil" became the band's first billboard champion single, and then the Coachella Music Festival frenzy, the Grammys ended. The powerful influence afterwards pushed the aura of the King of One Day to a whole new level.

Naturally, the hustle and bustle lingering in the ears of the band began to increase, everyone is facing change, Ronan and Cliff are like this, including Maxim and Ollie are no exception, they all appear more impetuous. Simple conversations can also feel the smell of gunpowder, and small differences can also evolve into conflicts. The sharpness of the words becomes more and more sharp, and the slightest carelessness will lose control.

　　 It was the same last time, and it was the same this time.

　　 is not a question of who is right or who is wrong, but their communication style is becoming irritable and intense, as if everyone doesn't know how to speak well.

　　 So, what happened to them?

　　 Ronan raised his head, and then you could see Maxim's gaze projected over. The two exchanged glances. It was difficult to tell the mixed look, but the only thing that was certain was that both of them thought the scene was a bit funny.

　　 bashing~www.readwn.com~, smiling at the corners of the mouth, not because it is funny, but because it is ridiculous and funny, helpless and ridiculous.

　　 Then, Maxim broke the silence first.

　　 "You are not really going to star in a Hollywood movie, are you? Even if there is a chance, it should be me first, right?"

　　 "...Maxim, is your focus wrong?"

"Haha. Haha." Maksim smiled awkwardly, his gaze shifted for a while, but he fell on Ronan again, and emphasized it again very seriously, "It should be me who should go first. "

"..." Ronan rolled his eyes, not wanting to continue wasting time on such boring topics, "How about, is there any inspiration for the creation? Let's not forget today's work, otherwise Mr. Captain may be furious again. "A joke made Maxim laugh.

　　 Maxim also took back the messy thoughts and nodded, "Well, I'm just ready to discuss with you, you wait, I will use the tablet to sort it out." When it comes to creation, Maxim is still very serious.

　　 Maxim walked to the sound console.

But I have to admit that after Maxim's squabbling, the atmosphere of the original rattling was relaxed, Ronan's mood was brightened again, and he turned to look at the door of the recording studio, not worried about Cliff-- He also felt that Cliff needed a blow to calm his mind.

　　 Just calm down.

　　 But, what's the matter with Ollie? There was no sound from beginning to end, it was too quiet.

　　 Is it sleeping?