King of Stage

　　 Ollie froze slightly, staring at the friend in front of him, Ronan's clear and deep eyes gradually brightened, as if... full of stars.

Then the smile at the corner of the mouth rose up lightly, just like in the early summer afternoon in June, the breeze brought the dry and refreshing summer air, and the golden sunlight fell on the turquoise lake, sparkling and glittering, and swaying from the reeds. The rustling sound revealed a little laziness and looseness in the silence.

　　 Involuntarily, the mood just followed.

Vaguely, Ollie always felt that Ronan seemed to have undergone a subtle change, but he couldn't tell a reason. Then he noticed that Ronan's gaze was falling on him, and he subconsciously stepped back half a step, staring roundly. Eyes, "You...what do you want to do?" His throat was dry and fiery.

Ronan’s gaze followed Ollie’s movements down, and then he could see Ao using his hands to protect his chest, even grabbing the shirt’s neckline, plus the movement of his upper body leaning back, which made Ronan’s eyesight. A bright smile appeared, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in you."

Ollie also noticed Ronan’s gaze and looked down. He was a little embarrassed, but he didn’t panic. Instead, he straightened his chest and retorted, “Who knows, I’m so beautiful and delicious. Who knows if you can control me? Can't live."

　　 Ronan did not speak, but looked at Ollie again, his eyes rolled around, and he raised his hand and grabbed the door panel of the bathroom, making a gesture of preparing to close the door.

　　 Ollie was dumbfounded: Can it still be like this?

Unexpectedly, Ronan just made a gesture of preparing to close the door. Seeing Ollie's face changed, he opened the door completely and walked out in strides, "Catch up, we have another show. It needs to be completed." There was a brisk laughter behind the words.

There are mountain high mountain!

In the end, Ronan slapped it fiercely. Ollie rubbed his messy hair and sighed in annoyance. As a result, he didn't hold back a chuckling laugh, and then trot all the way to chase him up, "You What means?"

　　 Ronan turned his head and said to Ollie who was catching up, "Since the boss said that our performance was not over and refused to admit it, then we should complete the stage, isn't it all right?"

　　 Ollie dumbfounded: Things are not calculated like this, okay? Please, this is not a patch! Moreover, did the bar owners really protest just because their last song did not finish?

　　 But Ronan's footsteps did not stop, and he went straight forward, leaving no time for Ollie to express his opinions, and he could only follow in a hurry.

　　 "Ronan."

　　 "Hey, Ronan!"

　　 "This way..."

　　 "They may not let us on stage."

　　 In a panic, Ollie was also speechless, and in a blink of an eye they had already come to the stage.

Said it is a stage, it is actually a small low platform, which is only half a palm or a step from the ground. The performers on the stage and the audience watching the scene basically keep their eyes parallel, and there is no stage height difference. Formal performance atmosphere.

　　 Even the public karaoke stage is more grand.

　　Of course, there are naturally no security or guards around the approachable stage, so Ronan and Ollie did not encounter any obstacles, one after another on the stage.

On the stage, the traces of the chaos can still be seen. The guitar and bass are randomly leaned against the drum set. The keyboard is almost toppling crookedly. The microphone stand that had fallen has been re-supported, but the wires are scattered. There was still a messy appearance.

Below the stage, the guests who sang about wine did not pay attention to the scene at all. They caught a few people in the peripheral light of their sight. They thought it was the staff who was preparing to clean the stage, so naturally they didn’t care too much. Then they regained their sight and continued on their own. Things, chatting, drinking and playing billiards.

　　 However, such a stage is the first time for Ronan.

　　 Even if it's just a dilapidated little bar, even if it's just a low stage, even if it's just a group of boring drinkers, this is indeed a stage, a real performance stage.

Standing on the wooden floor of the stage with both feet, with a little harder on the soles of the feet, you can hear the creaking sound, it seems that every inch of history and story is hidden; the unprofessional spotlight is focused on the stage, but at this time only The lone illuminator, the other stage lights have been extinguished, and the dim light unintentionally formed a kind of condensing effect, and the light fell lazily on the surface of the skin, slightly hot.

　　 Once, Ronan dreamed of having such a stage.

It doesn’t need to be too big, it’s good to be able to stand on it; it doesn’t need to be high to be able to see the audience; at the same time, the audience doesn’t need to be many, just one person, even if there is only one, as long as they are willing to listen to his singing. A little applause would be even better, but even if it didn't, he wouldn't be sad.

　　Music should be a ray of light that tears through the darkness. No matter sadness or happiness, no matter pain or joy, it can awaken the resonance in the endless darkness.

　　 Now, Ronan is standing on such a stage.

　　 That kind of satisfaction is beyond words; besides, he still has...ten 20... a total of 23 viewers! Twenty-three people!

　　 If happiness has color, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, then it should be the caramel color in front of you at this moment.

　　 "Ronan?"

Ollie also walked onto the stage, but saw Ronan standing in front of the keyboard, realigning the keyboard, as if he was really ready to start performing, which made Ollie a little nervous, staring at Ronan with round eyes, and approaching his belly. The voice of the bass said, "Ronan, this is not appropriate, what do you want to do?"

　　 "Sing." Ronan uttered a natural answer to Ollie, and directly choked Ollie.

　　 Ronan lowered his head, his gaze fell on the black and white keys in front of him, his fingertips could not help but lightly passed, the familiar feeling of intimacy made the mood more relaxed—

After losing his hearing, he was groping in the "dark" for a long, long time. He could still feel the texture of the keys and strings in his hands, but he could no longer capture those notes, so he could only imagine in his mind. .

After 　　 his vision deteriorated, he simply closed his eyes and really learned to listen attentively. Although he needed the help of others, he could know the quality of the music he played. The difficulties followed, and he did not give up.

In the past three years, he has become a piano and guitar teacher. He persisted with difficulty, fearing, fearing, shaking, frustrating, irritable, and even having extreme thoughts, compromising to the dark, but after all, music guided him Found the way back again. Life is always full of countless possibilities. Regardless of whether you care about them or not, they all exist objectively. The only question is, can you calm down and search?

　　 "Oli, let us finish tonight's performance." Ronan raised his head and showed a big smile at Oli.

　　 Watching Ronan's bright eyes, all the words were stuck in his throat, and eventually he couldn't say it. Ollie nodded heavily.