The situation is a bit tricky.

We met in such an embarrassed manner the first time we met, what should we do next?

More importantly, it was the first time Ronan and Maxim participated in a midnight party. They didn’t know anything about such an occasion. Even if they wanted to help out, they didn’t know how to deal with it correctly.

They can't just take Chris away from the scene, right? Wouldn't anyone stop it? What about Chris' agent, bodyguard, or someone else?

So, what about Gwyneth Paltrow?

Ronan and Maxim quickly exchanged their sights. Neither of them was able to give an answer. The confusion and confusion in their eyes were so similar that after their sights collided, both of them showed helpless smiles.

But this exchange is also very short-lived, because Chris quickly recovered, grabbing Ronan’s arm again, and whispering, "I have an idea. We each composed five lyrics and five others. The first melody, and then exchanged, composing each other’s five lyrics and writing words for the other five melody, clash of inspirations, and see what works can be fermented."

So, Chris is serious about cooperation?

Maxime smiled at Ronan, unable to suppress his excitement and anticipation, "Wow, such an idea is really genius!"

It seems that Chris and Maxim have also talked a little bit earlier, but they are not so specific. It is no wonder Maxim has become excited regardless of the image.

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

The music styles of Coldplay and King of the Day are not similar, and Ronan and Chris have different understandings of instruments and chords. Although it cannot be said that it is a collision between the ultimate and the ultimate, they want to collide with each other and spark sparks. It is not an easy task, and the result is more extreme.

Chris nodded in agreement, "It's like Queen's'Bohemian Rhapsody', either a genius or a rubbish, wandering on the extreme edge, or life or death, without a fuzzy zone in between. It’s a real challenge—it’s so exciting."

Before saying the last sentence, Chris paused briefly, his eyebrows squirming up and down like Crayon Shin-chan, and he said with interest.

Such an atmosphere, a little absurd, and a little joyful, the madness of the midnight party just seeps out from the corners.

Ronan was stunned, and then he also laughed, "What? Is Coldplay ready to try to break through? Is the band facing a bottleneck now?"

It’s not that Ronan deliberately spurs, but the fact is that Coldplay is not a band with a bold and changeable style. Their current style is stable in the pop rock category. Like the Magic Red Band, they have a large crowd in the mainstream market. It's just that the former focuses on the difference between rock and roll and the latter focuses on pop. Strictly speaking, their music style is relatively limited.

After all, in order to cater to the mainstream market, it means being unable to break out of the comfort zone and dare not easily challenge the adventurous style.

Not only is Coldplay, this is also the subject of every musician. How to maintain a balance between catering to the market and persisting in self is always a problem in the tug of war between business and art.

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

To be precise, every move of Chris tonight seems inexplicable, and it is difficult to define exactly what is going on. Ronan and Maxim are also outside the situation-dialogue is dialogue, but the context behind the dialogue is completely out of order. .

However, Ronan didn't understand Chris, so naturally he couldn't judge whether it was always the case or was it the effect of alcohol?

"So, Ronan, cherish the opportunity now." Chris's speaking style is always jumping. At this time, he suddenly grows up and makes people unable to keep up with the rhythm. "I heard that Ahmet agreed with you to build according to your own ideas. Album? It’s very rare, very rare. You have to stick to your next album."

"...Thank you for the advice." Although Ronan was completely confused and didn't understand what was going on, he expressed his gratitude to Chris, "This is also our plan. In fact, we forgot to thank Ahmai tonight. Special, ah, without him, there would be no such album."

Maxim shook his head, "No, we are grateful." And more than once, when interviewed by reporters, they also expressed their gratitude again. Cliff will never forget this.

"Ah." Ronan suddenly realized, with an embarrassed smile, "Obviously, tonight is not suitable for thinking, I am still a little dizzy now."

"It's allowed, because this is your night." Chris seems to be back again, and the conversation becomes smoother, but he starts to speak his tongue again. The originally slightly vague English accent is more blurred, and it looks like alcohol is on the head. "I’m serious. I look forward to our cooperation. Even if it’s not an album, the tour is okay. You warmed up for Bruno, didn’t you? Maybe you should attend our concert as a guest performer next time."

The speed of this thinking jump...the rhythm is not fast, but it is impossible to accurately judge the context, making people dumbfounded by running back and forth.

"Of course, our honor." Ronan could only reply politely, watching Chris swaying and unsteady, Ronan hurriedly stepped forward to hold Chris, "Be careful! Be careful."

Looking at Chris who was shaking like a tumbler, Ronan cautiously stood Chris on his feet and looked up at Maxim again. "When you met Chris, didn't you see Gwyneth?"

"No~lightnovelpub.net~Maxim spreads out his hands, but in his opinion, this is not the point. "We should talk about cooperation in depth. He is serious. "

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

Maxim disagrees, "Many inspiration collisions are done in the state of drunken or stunned, what can't be?"

"So, are you going to discuss chords with Chris?" Ronan gestured with his eyes to Chris who was floating like a balloon man, although Ronan also very much hopes to cooperate with Coldplay, which is undoubtedly A good opportunity, but now is really not the time.

Who knows? Maybe after waking up tomorrow, Chris simply forgot about it, so what should they do? Cheeky to come to the door, forcibly demanding cooperation? Twisted melons are not sweet, and forced commercial cooperation may not be able to really collide with sparks, at least Ronan thinks so.

Maxime curled his lips. Obviously Chris was not suitable for creative discussion tonight, and he could not refute it, but because the expectations were full, it was still difficult to put it down directly, and it was inevitable to be choked. So he mumbled some unintelligible words and expressed Own depression.