Chapter 1393

Andrew's mouth is rising slightly. He tries hard to hide his pride and excitement, but the 19-year-old's green still makes the slightly pursed corners of his mouth invisible. That kind of joy, that kind of excitement, that kind of youthful vigor at that time, stretches out between his eyebrows, as if he has owned the whole world.

Sitting in front of the drum, Andrew can clearly feel the attention from all directions, but the nervous mood has disappeared. He believes that he is special, he believes that Fletcher sees his talent, and he believes that he can occupy a place in it. He believes that he is a genius! Destined to shine on the stage!

At this moment, it is his shining moment. He can even imagine the scene of the whole audience and thunderous applause after his performance.

"Good, gang," whipped. " Fletcher walked into the classroom, the whole person in a relaxed posture, gestured to everyone, and then cast his eyes at Andrew, "slow down, OK? Neyman? Just try your best. " He even had a light smile on his mouth, which was far away from the devil like image just now. It was like a spring breeze, showing a father like kindness. It seemed that he had a different view of Andrew.

Andrew showed a shallow smile, a little shy, trying to express his modesty, but the pride and pride in the bottom of his eyes could not be restrained.

But then Andrew grabbed the drumstick and got ready. He noticed a small detail: after Fletcher made sure he was ready, he took his eyes back and said, "let's go."

So, he's really special.

"Five six seven... Go."

At Fletcher's command, Andrew regained all his attention and began to beat the drum. The first part was not too difficult. Andrew unconsciously mumbled to himself in the depth of his throat and counted the beat, "2-3-2". His hand muscles were slightly tense, and his sense of rhythm was relatively simple. He stepped on the beat steadily.

The whole rhythm is even and stable, and it is completed in strict accordance with the score. In this way, there is a lack of personal characteristics and style, and there is also a lack of some emotional injection and deduction. It can be said that it is more close to the teaching template playing method. But Andrew did not dare to relax at all. At the beginning, it was the most important thing to make sure his rhythm was accurate.

Inadvertently, the ear came Fletcher's voice, "here played a little bit of drum.".

In the literal sense, this sentence is "add flowers to fill", which means that when passing by, do not rigidly adhere to the rhythm form, give the performance more skills and emotions, rather than cold Rune melody, intuitive understanding is to inject personal characteristics, rather than regular basic performance.

Andrew glanced at Fletcher's action and motioned for him to add a little more. This reminds Andrew of their first meeting. After class, he practiced repeatedly in the practice room alone, but unexpectedly met Fletcher. At that time, Fletcher didn't say much, but nodded in affirmation.

And Fletcher's words of encouragement during the break.

Does this mean that Fletcher values his talent most? Is Fletcher's own characteristics and colors the reason for his choice?

Andrew's confidence is rising. Wrist movements and finger shaking are slightly added to some smart changes, the steady rhythm immediately began to jump up.

He raised his head and looked at Fletcher from the rest of his sight, just like a dog seeking the attention of its owner, with a faint sense of uncertainty.

Fletcher supported his left hand with his right hand. His left hand lifted his cheek and his head beat gently. It seemed that he was enjoying the performance. His eyebrows and mouth were very relaxed, just like the ordinary audience listening to the jazz performance. He really immersed himself in it and roamed freely.

Darren Fletcher's reaction greatly inspired Andrew.

As a result, Andrew did everything he could to bring out all the tricks he knew. He took this place as his own stage, because his muscles were so strong that his shoulders and upper body were shaking. It was as if the whole person was immersed in the sea of jazz music, like a fish in water, made of nature The taste of integration produces an illusion: the illusion that musical symbols are in your own hands.

At this moment, Andrew felt that he was the master of music!

Fletcher outspread his hands and exclaimed, "this is the incarnation of buddy rich!"

Andrew's smile rose from the corner of his mouth. He's buddy rich! He's buddy rich! The vigor of youth is like the golden sun at ten o'clock in the morning. Even Apollo was eclipsed by the heat and brilliance. The pride and pride slowly spread between his eyebrows, but he still told himself: modest, I must keep modest.

As a result, Andrew worked hard to restrain his smile, and again devoted himself to the performance. He worked harder and harder, and more and more flowery. He tried his best to show himself, as if this was his personal concert, and the other band's teammates seemed to be reduced to the background, setting off his shining brilliance.

But Fletcher's smile stopped at his mouth. Suddenly, he raised his right hand, made a clenching gesture, and cut off the whole band's performance. Only Andrew's drum was still ringing, only half a beat slower. Andrew also stopped playing, and looked at Fletcher puzzledly.

Fletcher pursed the corners of his mouth as if he were thinking about it. Then he pointed out gently and kindly, "there was a problem there just now. Back to the seventeen bars. "

Seventeen bars? Andrew doesn't know why, isn't his performance praised and recognized?

Later, Fletcher returned to his command post again, raised his right hand and scanned the whole room. Finally, his eyes fell on Andrew, "ready. Five six seven... Go

Andrew is playing again.

His upper body has been exerting faintly. It seems that he only needs a little more muscle force to correct the "problem" just now; But deep down, he was a little uncertain, because he couldn't hear the problem. As a result, his eyes firmly locked Fletcher's figure: is it just too many patterns? Or is the strength just not accurate enough?

It's obvious that Andrew's strike is a little bit stiff and his control is getting weaker, but he's trying to make adjustments and make corrections according to his own ideas.

But the smile on Fletcher's face was disappearing, and then he clenched his right fist again and stopped playing.

Fletcher pinched his right hand into a orchid finger, as if he had grasped the invisible beat with three fingers. His expression was a little serious. After hesitating for a moment, his voice was still gentle, and he said, "it doesn't fit my rhythm very well."

Andrew slightly Leng Leng, proud and proud quietly disappeared in the depths of the pupil, replaced by a trace of dignified and confused: "my rhythm"? What is the rhythm of Fletcher? How does he fit into Fletcher's rhythm?

Fletcher didn't pause, then said, "one more time. Five six seven... Go

Andrew had to take his mind back and concentrate. All his attention was focused. He hit the drum again. But before the end of the first four beats, Fletcher clenched his right fist again and stopped playing. Before he knew it, Fletcher was approaching step by step.

"Downbeat-on-18 in the first beat of verse 18." Fletcher hands on, "one more time. Five six seven... Go

Andrew was a little confused, a little shy, a little embarrassed, a little embarrassed, but he pretended not to care, nodded to show that he understood, and then began to play again.

After the first four beats, Fletcher started shaking his head. When the second four beats just started, Fletcher clenched his fist again and stopped playing, "bar-17, the-and-of-4."

It is very particular to subdivide the quarter note time in English, "1-a-and-d, 2-a-and-d, 3-a-and-d, 4-a-and-d". In fact, a beat is divided into four dots, and each syllable represents a quarter note. If it is put in a complete four beat, then each note is a sixteenth note.

In Fletcher's words, it refers to the "and" syllable of the fourth beat, that is, the third sixteenth note in the fourth beat, which means that the beat of this note is slow.

As mentioned before, "whipping" is a seven beat rhythm, so the arrangement and combination of each beat are different. The cyclic arrangement and combination of two beats, three beats and two beats, subdivided into a sixteenth note, makes the rhythm control extremely delicate. It can be described as:

The gap between the thickness of a hair.

Fletcher's words made Andrew even more nervous. His brow was slightly frowning unconsciously. Countless question marks were echoing in his mind

What point should the third sixteenth note of the fourth beat step on? More compact? Or more procrastinating? Wait, didn't Fletcher just praise himself as buddy rich? So what's wrong now? Oh, no, I made a fool of myself in front of the other members of the band, just like the trombone just now. Won't he do the same?

"Five six seven, go!"

Fletcher's calling the shots again.