"Haha."

　　 "Haha."

　　Looking at Ollie and Ronan laughing like crazy, Maxime turned his head to look at Cliff, "Do we need to exorcise them?"

　　 Actually, Maxim's first reaction was to ask Alice, after all, Alice is the one who knows Ronan best.

However, after three months of getting along, Maxim and other band members have gradually become accustomed to ignoring the existence of Alice, like an invisible person, recording everything silently with the camera all the time, just like Alice in the beginning. Silk asks for the average, really began to get used to the existence of the camera and learned to ignore the existence of the camera and show the most true self.

　　At this time, Maxim's gaze drifted towards Alice, but lightly skipped Alice, made a circle, and finally fell on Cliff.

Cliff, who was concentrating on waiting for his luggage, failed to catch the complaint in Maxim’s words at all, instead he absently replied, "There is no time, do you remember? We need rehearsal right away, where there is still time to deal with it." These chores."

　　 Maxim, "..."

　　 Although he didn't speak, Maxim was cursing with his eyes.

"Hahaha!" Ollie and Ronan accurately captured the dislocation dialogue between Maxim and Cliff, but they had a wonderful tacit understanding. They were clearly able to answer the wrong questions but they were able to fit together, and the laughter could no longer be controlled. Can't help it.

　　Especially the laughter of Olina swallowing mountains and rivers is really powerful and destructive, like ultrasonic waves, so that the nearby passengers have watched them one after another, expressing strong dissatisfaction with the noise pollution here. But looking at the two big men Ollie and Ronan, the impulse to step forward to protest still stopped.

　　 Maxim is full of black lines.

Amidst the giggles of laughter, the band’s luggage has arrived one after another, very smoothly without any accidents, and then they left the airport with their heavy luggage, but there was no time to go to the parking lot to rent a car, and they had no choice but to bear the pain. He opened his pockets, greeted two taxis, and drove slowly from the airport towards the city center.

Different from the cloudless clear sky in the central and western regions, it is just the first impression of landing. The gray sky above the head already shows the difference in the eastern part. This one is different because of the existence of the White House. The city of Las Vegas reveals a deep and heavy, which is in sharp contrast with the bustling and frivolousness of Las Vegas.

　　 A brand new scene, just like that slowly opened in front of my eyes.

The straight and spacious streets are lined with dark gray low-rise buildings on both sides. There are no high-rise buildings to obscure the sky. Instead, straight and rigid lines divide the vision neatly into an orderly appearance. Those dark green and bricks. The red and dark blue were all submerged in large tracts of gray, like a huge wave crashing down.

　　 Then, I caught a touch of white in it.

A group of white wrapped in the broad and flat green, the vision is wide and far-reaching, and the suddenly enlightened scene makes the contrast more vivid. The white group reflects the gray piled up above the head, like two opposite worlds above and below, The connection is completed at the apex of the white dome, and people can't help but wonder what the white below and the gray above each have.

　　 Ronan lay next to the car window, quietly watching the scene outside the window and slowly backing away, trying to record those colors, those characters and those scenes with his eyes.

When they arrived at the hotel they were staying at, the band members seemed a little restrained. The magnificent, clean and tidy hotel lobby made their steps lighter. It contrasted with the narrow, sultry, and simple space of the motel, as if coming from hell. heaven-

In fact, motels are far from hell. At least they also have eaves and walls to keep out the wind and rain. Worse situations and conditions abound. Such a description is really not appropriate; it's just... the hotel in front of you. The completely different scene presented is indeed to make the action involuntarily follow the restraint, and the moral alarm bell of "not to make a loud noise" in the brain is directly sounded like this.

　　 Previously, Las Vegas also had many five-star hotels, but the high-end hotels in the casinos were positioned as "resorts," and the overall atmosphere was completely different.

A shopping street, a food street, concerts, acrobatics, tourist attractions, etc. are set up in the hotel to create a small world in the hotel space, even if you live in it for a year or two. There is no problem staying at home, and even an old-fashioned barber shop can be found.

　　 It is precisely because of this. Although all hotels in Las Vegas are allowed to enter and exit freely, the overall feeling is more like hanging out in tourist attractions. Without the experience of a "hotel", it is difficult to directly connect the surrounding environment and accommodation.

　　 But stepping into the Hilton Hotel, the sight of grace, luxury, tranquility, and order is a different look—

The elegant gentleman waiting in the hotel lobby is reading the newspaper, and the business people hurried to the bar on the first floor of the hotel. There are children who occasionally ran back and forth in the corridor to break the tranquility, laughing happily...

　　 Every aspect of the details are sending out signals, UU reading www.uukanshu.com This is a five-star hotel.

　　 What's more, there was the doorman who took the initiative to greet him, smiling and eloquently taking the luggage from Cliff.

The words of "rejection" had already flooded my lips, but I could feel the gaze of the entire lobby from the outside of my sight. Cliff still swallowed, quietly opened his shoulders and straightened his waist, although his heart was still a little uneasy. But the baggage was handed over to the doorman without revealing it.

　　 Until entering the room, after the doorman closed the door and left, Cliff began to have pain—

　　 The tip is a full ten dollars.

　　 For One Day King, it’s not that they can’t afford it, but it’s really unnecessary extravagance. Moreover, they just took a taxi.

　　 For this reason, Cliff also knocked on the door of the next room, and asked Ollie with a face to face, "How much did you tip just now?"

　　 "...twenty." Although he was a little surprised, Ollie thought about it seriously, and answered casually, and then he could hear Cliff's gasp.

　　 Ollie chuckled lightly, "That is once, my drum kit and Ronan's keyboard are all heavy objects. They helped to bring them up. Of course we need to express our gratitude."

　　 Cliff almost couldn't breathe, "How could I not care? This is our accommodation fee for one night, so you give it as a tip?"

　　 "Hehe, once in a while, okay." Ollie was still heartless, unable to understand Cliff's concerns.

　　 Cliff is a little heartbroken.