"Thank you, thank you for your encouragement and support, this is the last piece of puzzle that makes tonight perfect."

Cliff once again expressed his gratitude and words surged in his ears, and then there were loud voices of Ollie and Maxim chattering. Duncan took his brisk steps and turned away, but the hot emotions in his chest were still surging.

Involuntarily, Duncan looked back again, and then he could see the young people celebrating with high-highlights. Because of a certain sentence, he cheered and even the corners of his mouth were raised lightly again.

Sure enough, happiness and joy are contagious.

Duncan was also a little surprised by his impulsive behavior. He said that going to the back door to wait for the band members is like a fanatical star-chasing fan.

Duncan is thirty-five years old, he has long passed the age of chasing stars, and has long passed the youth of loving pop rock; and he has never really liked pop rock, and the same is true tonight

Duncan is actually not interested in the songs of the One Day Kings. He has forgotten the simple chords. He just simply likes the atmosphere of the entire performance and the infectiousness of the stage. This is the real reason why the mood is clear.

The innocence and madness of blood are like standing at the end of the world and singing loudly, blooming with the colors of life in a flash and wanton manner. The boring and patterned life is leveraged, allowing Duncan to feel the indulgence and madness of his youth again. Such empathy is the most beautiful and moving scenery.

So, after a long time, Duncan just stood up and went to the back door, without any thought, no special motivation or purpose, no crazy enthusiasm and worship, just simply wanting to express his likes, and then say thank you, this should be all.

After all, I have been repeating my life day after day, year after year, and I haven't found such a surge for a long time. I quietly opened a window in the tired and boring life. I don't need to think about my boss's difficulties, I don't need to worry about my job tomorrow, I don't need to worry about the burden of my family, I don't need to worry about the direction of the future, and I just laughed out loud.

He likes nights like this.

Although he was surprised by his actions, what was even more surprising was that after coming back to his senses, Duncan did not regret it, but was glad that he did so.

The entire contact was very short, with only a few conversations back and forth. Duncan didn't even ask each band member's name, but so what, he really remembered the appearance of these four faces, and every pair of bright eyes, and the enthusiasm released on the stage, which was enough.

At this moment, looking at the group of band members who were jumping, laughing, celebrating and joking, Duncan's steps also became lighter.

"The King of One Day", Duncan chewed it carefully several times. He always felt that he would see this band again in the future. Even if he didn't like pop rock at all, his intuition did think so.

...

"Ah! Ahhhh!"

The stranger had just turned around and left, always keeping calm. The calm Ronan could no longer control the excitement and excitement that surged in his heart, and screamed, with smiles all over the tips of his eyebrows, eyes and corners of his mouth.

Ollie, who was unknown, also screamed, even more excited, jumped high in place, like a kangaroo warming up, and waited for the cheering to calm down slightly, then he asked, "What the hell are we screaming?"

Cliff couldn't help but rolled his eyes, "You don't know anything and you'll make fun of it."

When Ronan heard this, he laughed happily and said to Oli, "He really likes our stage, really! Do we have fans?"

Fans.

This is a wonderful noun. Just talking between lips and teeth, the collision of syllables can fill the chest with warm happiness.

Ollie immediately jumped in place, jumping higher than once, just like a plumber who was hitting mushrooms in the red and white game "Super Mario", and then cheered with Ronan's emotions, "Fans. Fans! Do we have real fans too?"

Looking at Ronan and Oli cheering face to face, there was no hidden joy in their hearts, and it was shown in this way. Cliff and Maxim couldn't help but jump, and their mood seemed to have wings and soaring under the night sky of New Orleans.

In fact, sometimes happiness is really simple. Even if it is just a sincere love from an audience, it can make the smile bloom freely.

Such happiness continued until dinner time, and the corners of his mouth that were raised high still did not fall.

Sam, the owner of the "Noon" bar, kept his promise, not only for the band members to get free dinners last night and tonight, but also paid for the evening's performance.

Three hundred dollars!

In fact, Sam didn't need to do this at all, because tonight's performance was to make up for the performance that was not completed last night. Even if Sam didn't pay any fees, Sam was also the one who was in the right position from a contract perspective; but Sam still paid the cost of the performance tonight to pay respects.

It is indeed not much for only three hundred dollars, but for the One Day Kings band in a desperate situation, it is a timely help, which really makes tonight perfect. Even the worried Cliff smiled and was able to temporarily completely remove the burden and enjoy tonight well.

Dinner is like an extra reward.

Cliff and Oli, who finished ordering early, looked at Maxim and Ronan who were unable to make a decision for a long time, with a helpless expression.

But Maxim and Ronan have different expressions.

Maxim frowned slightly, as if he was not satisfied with all the menus he saw in his sight; while Ronan's right finger tapped the tabletop lightly, looking eager to try it out as if every dish on the menu was ready to try.

Cliff glanced slightly at the side, and said in a low voice, "Ronan, the waiter is waiting."

Compared to Maxim, Ronan should be able to make decisions faster.

"Well, wait." Ronan replied politely, but his eyes still did not leave the menu, so Oli also looked at the menu with his head, thinking that Ronan's menu was different from his own, and that there might be some secret dishes hidden inside.

Detecting Oli's actions, Ronan explained, "I'm thinking about whether to choose a crayfish sausage roll or a roast beef roll."

Cliff was covered in black lines, "Isn't this the same?"

"Of course not!" Ronan replied seriously, "Although they are all bread rolls, you should know that Nora's rolls have a southern flavor, right?" The serious and focused expression seemed to be like a doctor was publishing a paper.
Chapter completed!