King of Stage

After a gust of wind and clouds passed, except for Maxim, all the other plates were cleared away, the wine was full, and then... started to feel sleepy.

Fortunately, Maxim mentioned the matter of the full moon party in time, and this time it went much smoother, and Ronan was finally able to concentrate.

Judging from the brief contact last night, Sam, the owner of the "Noon" bar, should be a person who loves talents and a senior music fan who really knows how to appreciate the show. He treats Ronan differently; For Cliff and Maxim, who had a double conflict with the body, it was obvious that Ronan was the best person to negotiate.

So, in the end, it was Ronan who asked Sam if he would recommend the One Day Kings Band to be on the stage of the Full Moon Party in the name of the bar.

Sam, yes.

"Ho Ho Ho Ho! Ho Ho Ho Ho!"

"Hey, what do you guys think we should perform? This is a full moon party, we must come up with the bottom-of-the-box unique skills and present a performance that will surprise everyone!"

"Ronan, I think we should rent a practice room for extra practice tomorrow. This kind of performance opportunity must not be missed."

"Practice room? Maxim, are you crazy? Where do we have money now? Don't forget, we have five pub tours to come. If the practice room is rented, we may not even be able to afford gas .”

"Cliff, I just think we need to pay more attention to..."

"Ronan, what do you think? What do you think? Otherwise, the four of us each make a list, then exchange ideas with each other, and finally choose the most suitable track, how about it?"

Chirp, chirp, chirp, on and on.

After leaving the "Noon" bar with an affirmative answer, on the way home, the four members of the King's Band couldn't stop for a day, you said yours, I said mine, occasionally staggered conversations with each other, and occasionally talked to themselves , But what is amazing is that such misplaced conversations continued all the way without any problems, and the discussion can continue.

Slowly, Cliff parked the car in the open space of the motel. It was only ten o'clock in the evening, and the motel was still the busiest and noisiest time. The whole hotel was brightly lit like daytime, and even the parking lot could Saw young people coming and going enjoying the party.

Rumble!

A young man with dreadlocks was carrying a giant retro radio from the 80s on his shoulder, playing deafening rap all the way, swaying from the direction of the road into the open space in the front yard of the motel, dragging almost The dropped jeans passed in front of the car.

Ronan, who had just opened the door of the passenger seat and walked down, cast his gaze full of curiosity, but there were too many elements, and he didn't know which element to study first. Surprise and exclamation swirled in his eyes, and he felt that he was in the pocket of his trousers. There was a vibrating sound of the mobile phone, and the attention was still not withdrawn, and the phone was connected directly.

"Hello, this is Ronan Cooper."

His eyes still stayed on the party that was going on not far away, and then a magnetic low laughter came from the receiver, like the mellow strings of a cello, "Why, have you recently started to take on office secretarial work?"

What?

What and what?

Ronan had question marks all over his head.

However, Ronan could detect the familiarity and joking in the voice on the other end of the phone, and seemed to be able to "see" the slightly raised corners of the mouth on the other end of the phone, which made Ronan temporarily turn his attention away from the speaker whose body size was smaller Asking the huge young man to take it back, he took the phone from his ear and glanced at the caller ID:

Max.

There is no label, no surname, just such a lonely name, but the corresponding face soon appeared in Ronan's mind.

Max-Cooper,

Ronan Cooper's brother, two years older, is the brother Cliff mentioned last night.

"Today, because I started to worry about unemployment, I have to think about the way out." Ronan put the microphone to his ear again. It was supposed to be a self-mockery, and responded to the joke with a joke, but Ronan was still not used to such a conversation. As a result, the words spoken were slightly jerky——

In the previous life, Ronan was an only child and had no brothers or sisters. Later, at the age of seventeen, he completely lost his eyesight. In order to treat the disease, the family was exhausted long ago. Quarrels and fatigue made them drift away. At the age of twenty, their parents After all, I still couldn't bear the pressure and chose to divorce.

For Ronan, not to mention brothers and sisters, even how to deal with family relations is a tricky matter.

Like now.

Facing his friends, Ronan was able to handle them humorously with ease; but his brother was on the other side of the phone, and his joking tone changed.

What's more, Ronan hasn't fully adapted to his situation yet, what if Max sees through his flaws?

Inevitably a little nervous.

As a result, a ridicule turned into a complaint, which made Ronan close his eyes, bared his teeth, and his face was full of annoyance.

Unexpectedly, a low laugh came from the other end of the phone, rolling in his throat dullly, graceful and moving, "Don't pretend to be pitiful in front of me, this incident is a lesson, just keep your eyes open in the future , you should also learn to grow up."

Although he was teaching his younger brother, the gentle voice was not harsh, which relieved Ronan's nervousness a little, but he still didn't know how to respond:

It is wrong to say too much, but not right, so is it best to keep silent at this time? But how do the Cooper brothers get along with each other?

Max on the other end of the phone noticed Ronan's silence, and laughed again, but didn't pursue it further, but changed the subject on his own initiative.

"I have already consulted my lawyer friend about the lawyer's letter. You don't have to worry about the rest. I will help you with the rest."

So, that's what Cliff was asking about? The band members asked Ronan to inquire about the lawyer's letter sent by Trastan?

"However, you and the bandmates need to discuss whether you are going to sue him to recover your income from this tour."

"You have the right to appeal, but the problem is that appealing takes time and costs, which may be higher than your income from touring performances. From a profit point of view, this is not cost-effective, but if you are going to declare your position, the appeal is a statement, which is indeed necessary."

Although Ronan didn't speak, Max still explained in detail. Ronan's footsteps gradually left the noisy area and walked towards the reeds on the other side of the road. The air became quiet again. The concern revealed in Max's voice It also gradually became obvious and could be clearly felt.

"...What's your opinion?" Ronan finally spoke, hesitating a bit, but finally asked.

"My opinion is that you need to express your position, send a lawyer's letter, and express your determination to appeal. There is no need to go to the next step for the time being. You can see his reaction before making a decision. Perhaps, an out-of-court settlement is also possible. "Max gave an objective opinion from his own standpoint.