He is done.

Like a bereaved dog, Andrew fled the stage in embarrassment, but saw his father on the side stage-the father who never understood but always supported him. A stunned, a stopped, caught off guard, tears condensed on his eyelashes, the stubbornness behind despair, the fragility in the brokenness, were exposed to his father without any cover.

Father opened his arms, wrapped Andrew firmly in a big warm hug, patted his shoulder lightly, healing his wounds like a safe harbor.

Then Andrew opened his eyes again.

The focus and focus slowly gathered again, bursting out a wave of determination and determination, the temperature of the eyes slowly peeled away, leaving only a quiet and waveless peace, but like a bottomless abyss, the darkness and boundlessness in the silence Little by little, the dizziness in it revealed a bit of bitter cold, hiding the cold and violent sharpness, slowly and slowly seeping out.

The power of the eyes burst out completely at this moment.

Andrew seemed to have become Fletcher.

Then, Andrew turned around and strode back onto the stage again. The audience inside and outside the screen let out a breath of exclamation, when Fletcher was surprised and surprised. While looking, the audience did not have time to pay attention to Fletcher's changes, and all their eyes were focused on Andrew's straight shoulders.

Andrew and Fletcher exchanged their sights, and for the first time in the stunned sights of the audience, for the first time, they could truly feel that the aura of the two had reached an equal footing!

Then, Andrew took the initiative to hit the drum.

The brisk and cheerful drums gurgled densely and violently, "Wait for my prompt.'Caravan'!" Andrew said to the cellist on his right.

The drums gradually began to accelerate, and the entire rhythm was gradually unfolded under the controlled relaxation. Not only did Andrew not be nervous and flustered, but he also had time to incarnate as a conductor, and said to the cellist, "Three! Four!"

The cellist was full of consternation, but he still started to play the "caravan". The low strings and the bright drums were intertwined, bursting out the essence of elegant and wonderful jazz, and then you can see Andrew raising his head. , Intently met Fletcher's gaze.

The audience can faintly feel the subtle air flow: Andrew's aura is slowly climbing, surpassing Fletcher at an alarming speed; but Fletcher was flustered for the first time, not knowing how to respond. Completely helpless, the entire reversal situation seems unstoppable.

This kind of Andrew, unprecedented confidence, unprecedented freedom, unprecedented invigoration, round and jade drums flowing out like a surging river, really makes jazz a kind of enjoyment, and the performance of the whole orchestra is involuntarily spread around the drums. .

The charm of music and light and shadow is intoxicating, but the confrontation between Andrew and Fletcher is still not over. Fletcher is still trying to regain the initiative, and Andrew has made a perfect response with endless drums.

In this way, the performance of "Caravan" gradually reached a climax, and even the most difficult chapters were completed in one go, so that Fletcher's expression was stretched, and he began to enjoy this jazz performance.

After one piece was played, Fletcher and the other band members all finished the performance, but Andrew still did not stop his drums.

The lights went out and the whole audience plunged into darkness, while the drums were still rushing calmly and tightly, seeming to have once again returned to the movie-watching experience at the opening moment. The drum beat was pushed to the extreme in the amplification of the auditory touch, which made people I couldn’t help but enjoy it; then, a spotlight slowly lit up and enveloped Andrew’s body, and the penetrating drums intensively and surgingly tore through the creamy yellow halo, rushing down like a waterfall. , The whole world brightened up.

"Andrew, what are you/mother/what are you doing?" Fletcher asked.

"Wait for my prompt." Andrew replied.

The drums became denser and faster, and then reached an incredible frequency, four hundred hits! Andrew finally reached four hundred strikes, the sound of the whole world had disappeared, hot sweat rolled over the hanging-not blood but sweat, and then the peak frenzy of four hundred strikes was vented like this.

The momentum and charm of the drum kit has reached its extreme!

Andrew has completely forgotten himself. Those drums, rhythms, rhythms, and musical notes seem to be gushing out from the depths of his soul. Every audience in the auditorium couldn't help but open their mouths slightly and stared at the scene inconceivably. The brain stopped functioning completely.

Because of being too dedicated and focused, the position of the sling immediately lost its balance, and then you can see Fletcher cautiously stepping forward and realigning the sling, his eyes flashing like never before. Unconsciously, his position had fallen below Andrew, and he gradually began to look up at Andrew.

Talking!

Thunderbolt!

Shocking!

In this way, Andrew’s drums reached the blast-like extreme, and then under Fletcher’s command and control, he slowly returned to the original point, almost disappearing, let his body muscles relax again, and then slowly slowed down. Slowly re-accelerate, faster and faster, more and more fierce, the whole drum is gushing violently and densely, and the technique and art of drumming has reached an incredible peak at this moment.

"Boom boom boom boom, boom boom boom boom."

Afterburner! Push harder! Work harder!

The perfect combination of power and speed, rhythm and rhythm made the whole drumbeat burst out unreservedly. Andrew's eyes still had that concentration and devotion bright, his facial muscles and shoulder muscles had tightened, but his expression But it seemed extraordinarily relaxed and enjoyable, and then you could see the light in the depths of the eyes getting brighter and brighter, and the light of the whole world began to eclipse.

The audience at the screening hall held their breath.

They could clearly see that Andrew’s tiger’s mouth and finger wounds cracked again, a little bit of blood and a little bit of sweat were spilled, rolling on the drumhead and the drumhead and the pain seemed to be easing. It spread slowly, but Andrew's expression did not find the slightest pain and suffering, but...enjoy it!

In the close-up of the lens, the light bursting from the depths of the eyes is so pure and so bright, the audience can clearly feel the baptism of sublimation, as if...as if the soul is being purified, from a turbid state Little by little, it turned into clear and transparent, and then faintly exuded a holy halo. The drums were losing their original meaning and evolving into a pure and clear melody, lingering in the ear, penetrating the brain and penetrating. The skin, the soul slowly warmed up, and even the golden halo had become eclipsed.

This is perfection.

The waves of light in the pupils are flowing darkly, joy and happiness are tumbling purely and thoroughly, interpreting the sublimation of art vividly and vividly. The excitement, grace, surging, and moving of the drums, the gracefulness, laziness, indulgence, and gentleness of jazz, everything turned into starlight, falling into those pupils, surging clear and pure, and the soul is just like this. A little bit is filled with the symbols of the musical notes, and then you can see the musical notes slowly disappearing into the depths of the soul, gradually becoming a part of it.

The drum beats faster and faster, even the light and shadow have turned into a foil under the hands, and then you can vaguely see Andrew's figure projected on the wall behind the stage, getting taller and bigger, He grew taller and taller, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that he had begun to look up at that figure.

The tall and strong figure projection completely enveloped Fletcher, and then Fletcher's figure slowly became small and fuzzy, his face hidden under the shadow, solemn and majestic, hideous and ferocious expression The smoke was dissipating, and only the shock of slightly opening the mouth was left, and then it gradually evolved into surprise and excitement. There was also a **** breath from the depths of those pupils, as if they were sacrificing their own souls. Suffering from the pain of crushing and tearing, he guided Andrew to a new peak regardless of recklessness.

The transition of momentum between Andrew and Fletcher reached an incredible peak in the increasingly fierce, surging, and magnificent drums.

The audience has completely lost the ability to think, just staring at the scene in front of them dumbfounded. Even laymen who don’t know anything about drums, even laymen who don’t have any interest in jazz or music, can feel deeply at this moment. They felt the shock and invigoration revealed in the dense drums, and completely surrendered to it without knowing it~lightnovelpub.net~ Then they could see Andrew in the close-up shot, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth. Lifting up lightly, the face that was distorted due to excessive force burst out with a holy light like an angel, just like the moment of transformation when Lucifer fell into a dark angel. The temperament of darkness and light is changing, holy and evil. Entangled together, deeply buried in the interlaced space between the left and right eyes, makes people shudder.

The drum beat suddenly stopped.

Andrew cast his gaze parallel, staring at Fletcher quietly, and cast his gaze condescendingly; Fletcher raised his chin slightly, as if he was looking up at Andrew, with a tragic look in his eyes. But happy and complete burst of joy, projected in Andrew's sight.

Andrew's eyes flashed slightly, and the powerful aura came out in a mighty manner. The smile on the corners of his mouth bloomed wantonly and arrogantly, truly interpreting the definition of "perfect", and then he raised his hands high and heavily Hit it down.

"boom!"

The screen, the darkness; the movie, the end.