The three teammates were exchanging sights, but Ronan seemed to have not noticed them at all, and even the rhythm of his speech did not stop. He just followed the rhythm and told the story in a casual manner.

"She worked very hard and wanted to survive, so she tried to learn a lot of skills, but unfortunately, her learning speed and efficiency were not satisfactory. After two years of learning, she only learned to sew buttons. But she was very happy because she finally learned a skill."

"And, to encourage her, her family and friends kept telling her that she did a good job - of course, it was true, she did sew well. Over time, she thought she was the best person in the world to sew buttons. Later, every time I visited my friend's house, she would come and look at me seriously and ask, Ronan, I can sew buttons, do you need me to teach you?"

"I know her idea is good, but I refused."

Ronan's words were interrupted for the first time. Oli sat upright and asked "why", as if he couldn't believe his ears. Unconsciously, they all entered Ronan's story.

Ronan smiled at Oli, "One is because I can sew buttons myself and don't need to learn from her; the other is because I'm afraid that she can stab me with a needle, but I can't hurt her in turn, which is unfair."

puff.

Ollie couldn't help but laughed out loud, but then she felt that "mocking" the girl like this seemed bad, so she restrained her smile, shook her head gently, muttering about alien language that no one could understand.

Maxim seemed to have something to say. He didn't understand what Ronan wanted to say this story and what he really wanted to express, but after hesitating, he swallowed it.

Ronan did not try to joke and continued, "But every time she saw me, she would still ask, Ronan, I am the most powerful person in the world to sew buttons. Do you want to learn to sew buttons with me? This has become a way of communication for us, just like asking what we ate for lunch today."

Cliff didn't understand Ronan's intentions and the meaning of the story, but he listened very seriously, more seriously than Oli and Maxim, and did not show any unnecessary emotions throughout the whole process. He listened with all his attention, with a deep thought in his eyes.

"And then today, Scud reminded me of that girl again." Without any preview, Ronan's words turned around and contacted today's events. Everyone was full of question marks, and even Alice could not understand what the connection between these two things was.

Ronan chuckled, "You see, the girl is working hard to learn a lot of things, but the only thing she is good at is sewing buttons. So over time, she thought she was the most powerful person in the world, and mistakenly thought that people all over the world had to learn to sew buttons from her, and other possibilities did not exist."

"But we should all know that sewing buttons are just the tip of the iceberg of the huge knowledge and skills of real life. There is no need to be so happy or so excited. If the eyes are only focused on sewing buttons, then we may always be frogs at the bottom of the well."

"I mean, is Scudt's sewing buttons great? Of course, he is very, very powerful. He may be a master of sewing buttons, but do we need to learn to sew buttons from him? That's not necessarily. If I reject a girl, I will also reject Scudt. This does not mean that Scudt is wrong, but it does not mean that I am wrong."

"In this world, besides sewing buttons, there are many possibilities. Similarly, the world Skutter knows is not the real world."

Speaking of this, the story ends.

"So, I don't think Scud's matter represents the end. On the contrary, this may be the turning point for us to go all out. What's more important is, do we have such courage and courage?"

Ronan's eyes fell on the band members, and everyone was in thinking, and a trace of contemplation gradually flowed out of his eyes - but it was not 100% completely clear. The remaining doubts were surging, and he couldn't help but exchanged eyes and tried to find the answer.

Maxim and Cliff's eyes also touched each other. Although there was no dialogue and it quickly changed, the stiffness of the atmosphere was gradually broken and there were signs of softening. This was a good start.

Cliff looked at Ronan quietly, then attracted Ronan's attention, took the initiative to cast his eyes and made a puzzled look. Cliff thought for a while and said hesitantly, "...you look a little different."

In fact, this is also a problem that Ronan has always been worried about—

He and Ronan Cooper are two independent souls. They may have many differences in their behavior, personality traits, living habits, daily preferences, etc. How to avoid being exposed between band members and family members and then be caught and sliced ​​in the 51st zone to study is also something he has been thinking about since the first night.

At this time, facing Cliff's question, Ronan was still a little nervous, especially with Alice right next to him, but he still looked surprised, "What's the difference?"

Cliff narrowed his eyes slightly, "I can't explain it clearly, I always feel a little different."

Ronan felt relieved. As long as it was not a factual deviation, it didn't matter - assuming that eating seafood used to be allergic to it now is fine, such an objective situation may cause strong doubts; but subjective judgments are not so rigorous, after all, people will change.

On the surface, Ronan showed a light smile, a little helpless and sighed, "If there is no change, then this is the end."

A very, very brief sentence made the band members fall into deep thought, and even Alice's eyes showed a hint of heartache.

In the past few days, not just Ronan, but the other three band members have changed more or less; and Ronan has experienced a long period of high fever and has ended up fainting on the stage, which has become a stimulus. How could it not change?

After a brief exchange of two sentences, I fell silent again. The communication between the bands was still a bit bumpy, and I could see that the atmosphere between the members was affected with the naked eye.

"Wait, Ronan, why do I think you are scolding Scudt?" Ollie seemed to finally come back to her senses and raised her doubts loudly.

As a result, Ronan's eyes narrowed into two crescent moons with no sound, but his expression said everything. He made a silent move towards Oli, "shush", which almost meant to agree with Oli's statement. At this moment, Maxim and Cliff both laughed.

The agitated and stiff atmosphere soothed, and they vaguely found the familiar pattern of getting along with each other again.
Chapter completed!