The situation is a bit tricky.

When we met in such a embarrassed face for the first time, what should we do next?

More importantly, Ronan and Maxim are the first time they are participating in a midnight party. They know nothing about such occasions. Even if they want to help, they don’t know how to deal with it correctly.

They can't just take Chris away from the scene like this, right? Will no one stop him? What about Chris's agent, bodyguard or others?

So, what about Gwyneth Paltrow?

Ronan and Maxim quickly exchanged a glance, and neither of them could give an answer. The confusion and confusion in their eyes were so similar that after the eyes collided, they both showed helpless smiles.

But such a journey was very short, because Chris quickly recovered, grabbed Ronan's arm again, and said, "I have an idea. We each wrote five lyrics and five other melodies, and then exchanged them, compose music for each other's five lyrics, and wrote lyrics for the other five melodies, and collided inspiration to see what works could ferment."

So, about cooperation, Chris is serious?

Maxim smiled at Ronan, unable to suppress his excitement and expectations, "Wow, this kind of thought is really genius!"

It seems that Chris and Maxim had just talked about it, but it was not that specific. No wonder Maxim became excited regardless of his image.

"It's either a miracle or a disaster." Although it is definitely not the best time to discuss cooperation, Ronan still expressed his views-

The musical styles of Cool Play Band and One Day King are not similar, and Ronan and Chris have different understandings of instruments and chords. Although it cannot be said to be a collision between extreme and extreme, it is not easy to collide when working together, and the result is more extreme.

Chris nodded repeatedly in agreement, "Just like Queen's 'Bohemian Rhapsody', it's either a genius or a garbage, wandering on the extreme edges, living or dying, without a blur in the middle, this is a real challenge - it makes people excited."

Before saying the last sentence, Chris paused for a moment, his eyebrows squirmed up and down like a crayon Shin-chan, and said enthusiastically.

Such an atmosphere is a bit ridiculous and a bit funny, and the madness of the midnight party is permeated from every corner.

Luo Nan was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "What? Is Cool Play Band ready to try to break through? Is the band facing a bottleneck now?"

It’s not that Ronan deliberately picks on it, but that’s the case. Cool Play Band is not a band with bold and varied style. Their current style is stable in the pop rock category. Like Magic Red Band, it has a lot of crowds in the mainstream market. It’s just that the former is on the rock side and the latter focuses on the difference between popularity. Strictly speaking, their musical style is relatively limited.

After all, in order to cater to the mainstream market, it means that you cannot break out of your comfort zone and dare not easily challenge your adventure style.

It’s not just Cool Play Band, it’s also the subject of every musician. How to maintain a balance between catering to the market and sticking to yourself is always a difficult problem.

"Ha, I don't want to, but sometimes, I don't have a choice." Chris's answer was meaningful, but it was confusing.

To be precise, Chris' every move tonight seemed inexplicable, and it was difficult to accurately define what was going on. Ronan and Maxim were also out of the situation - the dialogue was a dialogue, but the context behind the dialogue was completely inconsistent.

However, if Ronan doesn't understand Chris, he naturally has no way to judge whether it is the same as before or is it the effect of alcohol?

"So, Ronan, cherish the opportunity now." Chris's speaking style was always jumping, and at this moment, he suddenly became serious and couldn't keep up with the rhythm. "I heard that Ahmet agreed to you to create an album according to your own ideas? This is rare, very rare, and you must stick to yourself for the next album."

"...Thank you for your advice." Although Ronan was completely confused and didn't understand what was going on, he still expressed his gratitude to Chris, "This is our plan too. In fact, we forgot to thank Ahmet tonight. Ah, if it weren't for him, there would be no album."

Maxim shook his head, "No, we thank you." And more than once, they expressed their gratitude again in an interview with reporters, and Cliff will never forget this.

"Ah." Luo Nan suddenly realized and showed an embarrassed smile. "Obviously, it's not suitable to think tonight. I'm still a little dizzy now."

"This is allowed, because this is your night." Chris seemed to have come back a little more, the conversation went smoothly, but he started to have a big tongue again, and the already slightly vague English voice became even more blurred, and it seemed to be alcoholic. "I'm serious. I look forward to us being able to work together, even if it's not an album, the tour is OK. You are warming up for Bruno, aren't you? Maybe next time we should attend our concert as a guest."

This thinking jumps at a speed...the pace is not fast, but it is impossible to accurately judge the context, which makes people laugh and cry.

"Of course, our honor." Ronan could only reply politely. To see Chris shakingly and unable to stand firm again, Ronan hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Chris, "Be careful! Be careful."

Looking at Chris who was shaking like a tumbler, Ronan carefully made Chris stand firm, and looked up at Maxim again, "When you met Chris, did you not see Gwyneth?"

"No." Maxim spread his hands, but in his opinion, it was not the point, "We should talk in depth about cooperation, he is serious."

"Even if Chris is serious, do you think his current state is suitable for discussion and cooperation?" Ronan asked back.

Maxim disagreed, "Many inspirational collisions are done while drunk or thrilled, what's wrong?"

"So, are you going to discuss chords with Chris?" Ronan signaled Chris with his eyes, who was floating back and forth like a balloon man. Although Ronan also really hoped to work with Cool Play Band, this was undoubtedly a good opportunity, but now is really not the time.

Who knows? Maybe after sobering up tomorrow, Chris will forget about this. So, what should they do? Will they come to the door with shame and forcefully demand cooperation? The forced melon is not sweet, and forced business cooperation may not really bring sparks. At least Ronan thinks so.

Maxim curled his lips. Obviously Chris was not suitable for creative discussion tonight, and he could not refute it, but because he was full of expectations, it was still difficult to let go directly, and he couldn't help but feel sorry for him. So he muttered something that couldn't be heard clearly and expressed his depression.
Chapter completed!