King of Stage

and many more! Things seem to be overwhelming because of too many loopholes. If I continue to talk about it, I am afraid that my lie will be put through on the spot.

Alice stuck out her tongue, thinking by luck that everyone is in shock and ecstasy now, and shouldn't notice the loopholes in the words. Just look at the urgent expressions of Ollie and Maxim, their attention. It was all on the phone; as a result, when she turned around, she saw Ronan's meaningful eyes, which shocked Alice, and she turned around and ran away without even having time to say goodbye.

　　 toot toot.

At this point, Cliff has ended the call. Just as Alice brought the news, the caller was from the organizers of the full moon party at the Old Blacksmith Bar. They asked if the King’s Band was near the bar and if they could come to help film a full moon. A documentary about the party and a brief interview in front of the camera.

　　 But they all know that the interview is just a gimmick, and the real intention behind it is Scout.

　　 In fact, during the entire conversation, the name of Scout was not mentioned from beginning to end. It was more like a documentary image prepared by the old blacksmith bar himself, which also made the provisional proposal very abrupt—

Without pre-preparation and planning, everything happened too suddenly, but overall there weren’t too many surprises, at least on the surface it made sense. Even without Alice’s whistleblower, the band members would not refuse such an invitation. .

Ronan was thoughtful, vaguely able to understand what Alice was using to persuade Scout's proposal, and the contradictory and flawed rhetoric could also find corresponding reasons, but... There was still something wrong, and Alice's reaction didn't make sense.

　　 What is wrong? Perhaps, what is missing now is the key part of the core of the puzzle: a perfect lie should be nine truths plus one lie. Then, which part of Alice's words is a lie?

　　 "Ronan?"

When I came back to my senses, I found that the band members had already left the deck one after another. They were gearing up to make their debut. This was definitely a coveted opportunity, but I didn’t expect Ronan to still sit in front of the dining table. Coming down, he looked like he was ready to "fight" to the end.

Ronan just stuffed a piece of scrambled egg into his mouth and was chewing with his heart. There were still thoughts in his mind. There was no time to get up, and then he could feel the sharp eyes projected over. The band members couldn’t wait to see Ronan’s It is a sharp contrast between whether it is slow or slow, which can be called the tortoise and the hare.

　　 "Aren't you serious?" Cliff rolled his eyes and expressed his dissatisfaction with his expression.

In fact, in Ronan’s opinion, there is no need to be anxious. Since Scooter contacted the band by phone—and there must be more than one of them, it will take some time for everyone to go to the scene. This delay is three minutes and five minutes. It's not a problem.

　　 wasting food, this is a very, very bad habit.

But at this time, bathed in the cannibalistic eyes of his teammates, Ronan did not say much, but the two swept all the food on the plate into his mouth, and the empty plate was completed in a blink of an eye, and then quickly stood up and left with his teammates. After the deck, he waved his hand to indicate that he was ready and everyone was ready to go.

Cliff didn't move, looking at Ronan's bulging cheeks, he was speechless for a while. Instead, Ronan looked upright and mumbled, "Go, aren't you worried about being late?" The round cheeks It's like a squirrel stuffing a pine cone into its mouth.

　　 Cliff didn't complain after all, turned around and took a quick step, rushing towards the old blacksmith's bar like a tornado.

When I arrived at the Old Blacksmith's Bar again, the full moon party had come to an end. When people went to the empty building, the empty streets and the empty bars could not see any figures. There was a trace of loneliness and emptiness left in the mess, and even the air could not be felt. The hustle and bustle, my heart is empty, I can't help but start to feel sad.

Just as Ronan expected, they did not see Scout immediately, but waited for a while in the backstage of the bar, and there was no news. The boring and anxious time flowed slowly through the hourglass, which was a kind of suffering, and then emotions. It couldn't help but began to surging and tumbling.

"...We are not bad, right?" Cliff's expression could not conceal his anxiety, he said without a word, and then quickly added, "I mean, for tonight's performance, we really played to the extreme. , Unreservedly demonstrated his full strength?"

　　 The tail sound that rises slightly reveals the inner anxiety and panic, but such a Cliff is something Ronan has never seen before—

　　 Of course, Ronan has only been here for three days. There are many things that he hasn't seen, which is not surprising.

　　 Ollie repeatedly nodded in agreement, "Of course, our performance tonight was really excellent."

Maksim noticed Ollie’s sight, and added, “Yes, this is our most exciting and perfect performance in recent years.” Despite this, Maksim still subconsciously turned towards When Ronan glanced at it, UU read www.uukanshu. Com then fell into contemplation again.

Maxim did not realize his actions, because Ronan was not a lead singer in the band before, looking for Cliff for daily trivial matters, and asking Maxim or Ollie for professional matters, and Ronan was one. The vocalist who is dedicated to exerting his singing talents, then, what does Maxim's action mean?

　　 I am afraid that he himself did not react. In just three days, some things have undergone subtle changes.

"I was born this way, I can't give up." Ronan's singing voice lingered in his ears. He didn't speak, but hummed the "born" chorus. Without the accompaniment of instruments, Ronan's singing was softer , Like a serenade, quietly narrating his thoughts, faintly with a little tiredness-but still did not give up.

　　 did not answer, but better than answer.

Maxim's impetuous mood could not help calming down, and he looked at Cliff again, and his tone was obviously firmer, "We have done our best. The audience is the best feedback. Are you a goldfish memory?" Can't remember what happened a few hours ago?"

　　 Rarely, Cliff did not quarrel with Maxim, but was immersed in his own thoughts, like an ant on a hot pot, wandering back and forth, muttering unintelligible words.

　　 Then, Ollie saw a figure appear at the end of the corridor, "Come on!"

Cliff leaped out like a frightened bird, Maxim and Ollie also followed step by step. Lu Yiqi, who was originally in a stable mind, also became nervous. He could faintly hear the sound of his heart hitting his chest and swallowed. The saliva eased the dry throat, and followed his footsteps.