Four Hundred and Twenty Third, Drunk and Confused

The situation is a bit tricky.

The first time we met, we met with such a distressed appearance, what should we do next?

What's more, Ronan and Maxim are the first time to participate in a midnight party. They don't know anything about such an occasion. Even if they want to help, they don't know how to deal with it more correctly——

They couldn't just take Chris away from the scene like this, could they? Will no one stop it? What about Chris's agent, bodyguard, or someone else?

So, what about Gwyneth Paltrow?

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

But this kind of back and forth was also very short-lived, because Chris quickly recovered, grabbed Ronan's arm again, and said, "I have an idea, we each write five lyrics and another five." The first melody, and then exchanged, compose each other's five lyrics, write lyrics for the other five melodies, inspiration collision, and see what works can be fermented."

So, about the collaboration, is Chris serious?

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

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

"It's either a miracle or a disaster." Although it's definitely not the best time to discuss cooperation, Ronan still expressed his point of view——

The music styles of Coldplay and the King for a 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 of extremes and extremes, when they cooperate, they want to collide with sparks It is not an easy task, and the result is more extreme.

Chris nodded again and again in agreement, "It's like Queen's 'Bohemian Rhapsody', it's either genius or garbage, wandering on the edge of extremes, life or death, there is no blur in the middle It's a real challenge — it's a thrill."

Before saying the last sentence, Chris paused for a while, his eyebrows wriggling up and down like Crayon Shin-chan, and said with great interest.

Such an atmosphere, a little absurd and a little hilarious, and the madness of the midnight party seeps through every corner.

Ronan froze,

Then he also laughed, "What? Is Coldplay going to try to break through? Is the band facing a bottleneck now?"

It’s not Ronan’s deliberate criticism, but the fact that Coldplay is not a band with bold and changeable styles. Their current style is stable in the pop-rock category. Like the Magic Red band, they have a large number of crowds in the mainstream market. It’s just the difference between the former focusing on rock and the latter focusing on pop. Strictly speaking, their music style is relatively limited——

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

It's not just Coldplay, it's also a topic for every musician. How to maintain a balance between catering to the market and insisting on oneself, the tug-of-war between business and art has always been a difficult problem.

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

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

However, Ronan didn't know Chris well, so he naturally couldn't judge whether it was always like this, or was it the effect of alcohol?

"So, Ronan, cherish the present opportunity." Chris's speaking style was always jumping, and at this time he suddenly became serious, making people unable to keep up with the rhythm, "I heard that Ahmet agrees with you to build according to your own ideas An album? It’s rare, very rare, and you have to stick to yourself in the next album.”

"...Thanks for the advice." Although Ronan was completely confused and didn't understand what was going on, he still expressed his thanks to Chris, "This is our plan too. In fact, we forgot to thank Ahmai tonight Wow, ah, without him, there would be no album."

Maxim shook his head, "No, we thank you." And more than once, when they were interviewed by reporters, they expressed their gratitude again, and Cliff will never forget this.

"Ah." Ronan suddenly realized, showing an embarrassed smile, "Obviously, tonight is not suitable for thinking, and I'm still a little dizzy now."

"This is allowed, because this is your night." Chris seemed to be back a little bit, and the conversation became smoother, but he began to speak loudly again, and his English accent, which was already slightly vague, became even more blurred, which seemed to be caused by alcohol. , "I'm serious, I look forward to our cooperation, even if it's not an album, a tour is also possible, you are warming up for Bruno, aren't you? Maybe next time you should attend our concert as a guest performer."

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

"Of course, our honor." Ronan could only reply politely, seeing Chris staggering and about to lose his footing, Ronan quickly stepped forward to hold Chris back, "Be careful! careful."

Looking at Chris who was shaking like a tumbler, Ronan carefully made Chris stand still, and looked up at Maxim again, "Didn't you see Gwyneth when you met Chris?"

"No." Maxim spread his hands, but in his opinion, this is not the point, "We should have an in-depth discussion about cooperation, he is serious."

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

Maxim disagreed, "Many collisions of inspiration are done while drunk or high, what's wrong?"

"So, are you going to discuss chords with Chris?" Ronan gestured to Chris, who was floating back and forth like a balloon man, although Ronan also very, very hoped to cooperate with Coldplay. A good opportunity, but now is really not the time.

Who knows? Maybe when he sobers up tomorrow, Chris will forget about it at all, so what should they do? Do you come to the door with the cheek and forcefully ask for cooperation? A twisted melon is not sweet, and a forced business cooperation may not be able to really collide with sparks, at least Ronan thinks so.

Maxim curled his lips. It was obvious that Chris was not suitable for creative discussion tonight, and he couldn't refute it, but because he was full of expectations, he still couldn't put it down directly. own depression.