Even if the performance order was successfully adjusted and even if it appeared before Scudt, it was still impossible to ensure that the band could seize this opportunity.

What's more, when Scudt comes to the party, he will definitely not be foolish and honest in appreciating every band performance, and then selecting potential bands based on his own judgment.

As can be seen from Scudt's rise, he is a character who is good at socializing and grasps the craftsmanship. So there are obviously more and more efficient ways to examine the bands he is interested in through the full moon party.

Perhaps, Scudt is simply enjoying the party tonight, and watching the band's work stays tomorrow, waiting for the party to see the audience's reputation and feedback after the party is over, that is the most effective method; and Scudt's musical talent is mediocre, and he himself understands this clearly. He is better at capturing the band's market potential than believing in his judgment of music, in other words, the audience's reaction.

From every aspect, Scutter can find a better way to look at the band instead of clumsyly taking observation tests from live shows.

A not complicated truth, after Alice, the bystander pointed out, it became clear immediately. Then, the easiest and most effective way for the Kings of One Day really wanted to seize this opportunity of Scudt and the Full Moon Party.

show.

Focus on your own performance, that's the key point.

Today, New Orleans is indeed the Eight Immortals who show their magical powers across the sea. One Day Kings Band is no exception. Their magical powers are their own performance stage! A stage that truly carries hands with the audience! A stage that truly allows the audience to enjoy the stage! A stage that truly shows their charm!

Alice's words made the atmosphere in the car cheer again.

Oli and Maxim both looked towards Ronan, and then they could see a ray of sunshine on the corner of Ronan's mouth, "Are you ready to tear the stage? Just in time, our performance was postponed for twelve hours, which also means that we have won valuable practice time."

This is Ronan's favorite way. Even competition is a kind of kindness, bright and open plot, and speaks with music and performance in a dignified manner. In this way, even if it fails, there will be no regrets.

Speaking of this, Ollie couldn't wait to start rubbing her hands with flies, "Practice practice practice, how about it, are you all ready for the challenge?"

"You should focus on yourself first. You are the one who makes the most mistakes." Maxim complained without mercy, and Oli made a sharp protest.

After the fight, Ollie happily jumped in her original seat, "Now it seems that Ronan's idea is correct, we need to give it a try, and performing 'innate' at the full moon party is the best opportunity. Ronan Ronan, your inspiration brings us a glimmer of hope at the right time!"

Looking at Oli's approaching enthusiastically, Ronan immediately showed a disgusting expression and refused Oli's move to embrace him.

Oli immediately made a heartbreaking expression, and the appearance of Huobao made Ronan retort lightly, "Why didn't you see you so active during the rehearsal just now?"

"Haha!" Others except Oli burst into laughter. Oli even covered her chest and made an injured move, making the laughter more and more cheerful.

Although I didn't sleep all night last night and only slept for two hours so far, the band members did not feel tired at all. They could continue to persevere with just a stream of chicken blood, and even burst out with emotional energy that was even more enthusiastic and excited than last night.

Unconsciously, Cliff stepped on the accelerator, rushed back to the motel, and couldn't wait to enter a new round of practice.

But practicing is obviously not an easy task.

Even repeated practices in the best state may be exhausted, because some exercises are not something that can be simply changed by quantity. If continuous practice cannot find inspiration, it is likely to fall into a deadlock and eventually enter a vicious cycle.

What's more, the band members are now under the double pressure of lack of sleep and tight time, and things are even more difficult.

From being energetic and united, to being exhausted, tranced, to being mentally distracted, then going through extreme suffering, then stimulating greater potential, running at high speed again, and sprinting with all your might, the band's practice entered a state of madness that was almost out of control.

Since the band was founded, I'm afraid today is the most intensive, hardworking and most focused time for them to practice—

Not only did they burst out with endless potential because of the hard blow on the edge of the cliff, but they also had their cruel reality in the past few years, perhaps they were running around for their livelihood, or perhaps they were entertaining their performance stage for commercial performances. In short, they had not been practicing with great concentration for a long time.

Until today.

It was a bit strange. Two days ago, they almost gave up. The fall apart seemed to be an irreversible result. Ronan's fever did not subside, Cliff and Maxim faced each other in a tit-for-tat way, Ollie was at a loss and at a loss, and the band's soul seemed to have withered.

But now, they are practicing day and night, like they are back in college overnight. When the band was just established, there was no applause or cheer. With a passion, they can rush forward. There is always endless energy in their bodies.

Such a look and condition have been missing for a long time.

When I came to my senses, the moon was already hanging outside the window, and even the dinner was solved in a hurry. Ronan only remembered that something he stuffed into his mouth, it seemed like a sandwich, but he didn't remember whether it was a sandwich or what it tasted. He just swallowed it whole and started practicing again-

Eating is just for survival.

Then, when you look up, you can see that the clock has quietly pointed to 3:35, and the band members realized that they had to set off.

I hurriedly left the motel and rushed to the roadside restaurant to fill my stomach with a simple meal.

Looking at the bacon and fries in front of him, Ronan tried hard to recall the taste of the dinner, but failed. Then he picked up the coffee cup and tasted it, but frowned because of the bitter black coffee. His whole face was twisted, and he wanted to spit out his tongue, "What does this taste like!"
Chapter completed!