Chapter 1420

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang."

There are full and surging drumming in my ears. Like a storm, I am crazy and rampant in the whole practice room. At the beginning, I still output evenly and steadily, but gradually, the rhythm is out of control. Even the layman can clearly feel that all the strength and rhythm have become a mess, and the change of priorities has completely blurred the boundaries.

Visible to the naked eye, the right hand hit the drum fiercely, and the whole drum began to bang, shaking violently from top to bottom, left to right, as if the whole drum had been tottering - the direct collapse of the physical level.

This is obviously not the right way to hit the drum.

However, Andrew still did not relax, and he was beating with ecstasy, and the violent percussion continued to sweep through, but his eyes could not catch any confusion. Instead, he was staring directly at the drum in front of him, and his motionless sight exposed the enchanted dark breath layer upon layer, which immediately burst out a kind of chilling madness.

Is this a rule to follow or is it a random act?

Andrew's crazy beating is entering a magical and strange realm. It sounds like monotonous beating is playing the double jump skill repeatedly, and the speed is soaring bit by bit. It's like driving a speeding sports car, but the brake has failed, and the whole speed has lost control, but the driver can only hold the steering wheel, Focus all your attention and try your best to control it, but the situation is slowly getting out of control.

If they are the top professional drivers of formula one, maybe they can control the speed of life and death in their hands; But if you are a rookie driver of the road killer, then such speed may lead to a devastating disaster at any time.

And Andrew?

He is just like a gifted racer with talent and inspiration. He can control such speed, but he is still a bit reluctant. He clenches his teeth to force out his best state, and then he can control the situation for a short time. At this time, the limitations of green and immature make things get away from his palm, and then he starts to be irritable, nervous, violent, and then he starts to work hard, In this way, the situation slowly deviated from the expected track.

The picture of "gradually off track" is clearly and accurately displayed.

……

Everyone on the scene was attentive to Lan Li. Even the layman who didn't have any research or interest in the drum could feel the tension at this time. His heart contracted involuntarily, and even his breath broke in his throat, so he stayed in the same place.

It's hard to imagine that the feeling of losing control of sliding to hell step by step appears in front of us. Every spectator watching the last performance can really feel the subtle change: more manic, more wanton, more restless, even the drumming has been infected with that emotion.

No wonder people always say that music can reflect the color of the heart, and that's true of all arts. Therefore, sadness and pain can always breed more immortal art.

For people, disaster is torture, but for art, disaster is soil.

Appreciating the beauty of art is quite different from watching the creation of art. For every audience, their feelings and moods are also different. However, it is undeniable that these two processes are the best part of life.

Hold your breath and gaze, no one can be an exception.

No, maybe someone is the exception. For example, Melissa bernoist.

Paul Walker put his hands in front of his chest and looked at lenley. The enchanted performance had lasted for three minutes, but lenley still didn't stop. Vaguely, Paul seemed to see that lenley's wound was cracked again, and the dark red blood slowly penetrated out and covered up under the band aid.

This made Paul tighten his fingertips involuntarily. Then he found that his fist had been completely clenched. The fingertips that kept tightening had touched the temperature of the palm. The polished nails were penetrating into the muscles sharply. The faint pain made the tight nerves shake a little, but it was fleeting.

"Pa pa."

Paul could feel the gentle slap coming from his shoulder, not the loud slap, but the light touch. It seemed that he was testing cautiously and rigidly, just like in the crew, the shooting was going on, but the staff needed to find other colleagues in an emergency, so he used this way to remind them, Try to avoid making any subtle potential noise.

After years of working in the production team, Paul kept alert and turned his head conditionally. Then he saw a completely strange figure. At this time, he reflected that this was not his production team. So why would someone look for him in the shooting? This let him not from tiny Cu raised eyebrow, revealed the sight of doubt.

"Hey, Paul. I'm Melissa. Nice to meet you The other side showed a bright smile and extended his right hand in a courteous way, trying to shake hands with Paul.

Paul was so surprised and shocked that he didn't know what to do: what was going on? What's going on now? Why does this happen on the scene? Why does a person appear to introduce himself?

If it is a normal occasion, with Paul's personality, even if he is uncomfortable, he is bound to give a kind reply, and even does not mind talking with each other.

But now?

Paul looked at each other quietly, hesitated for a moment, still didn't know how to respond, so he kept a state of astonishment, slowly turned his head, didn't pay attention and didn't respond, and then quietly looked at lenley again, as if nothing had happened just now, and enjoyed lenley's performance again.

Melissa was slightly stunned for a moment. She didn't expect Paul's reaction, but she thought about it seriously. She still didn't give up. She patted Paul on the shoulder again. Without waiting for Paul to turn around, she said, "are you here specially to visit? It seems that you and Langley are really good friends

"Shh

There was a low voice in my ear, not Paul, but Ryan gosling.

Melissa turned her head and saw Ryan's angry face. Even if she didn't say anything more, the anger and irritability in her eyes were projected sharply. Like a wall, it hit her hard. Melissa immediately became dizzy.

Melissa's eyes turned red and she looked at Ryan with great grievance. She didn't seem to understand what she had done wrong. She faintly burst into tears and bit her lower lip. She seemed to be trying to calm herself down instead of collapsing at the scene.

In Ryan's eyes, this kind of behavior is just a bad performance, and he won't buy it at all; But now the question is, how should he deal with the shooting scene, where he is concentrating on his work? Especially for such girls, a little bit of stimulation may make things big, which is definitely not a good thing for lanli who is working.

Ryan rounded his eyes, glared at Melissa fiercely, and bit his teeth. The cold corners on his face became more and more distinct. In silence, he sent out a signal and gave a firm warning, as if to say: if you don't shut up any more, then things won't be so simple.

Then Ryan turns his head and looks at lenley again.

Melissa stood in the same place, wriggling her mouth. After all, she didn't say anything more. She also looked at the filming crew in the practice room, and looked at Lan Li bitterly.

"Bang!"

Without warning, a loud noise burst out, startling Melissa. She quickly raised her hands to cover her mouth, and looked at lanli with incredible eyes——

At this time, he clenched his fist like the Hulk, and hit the drum face of the jazz drum hard. The first time, the second time, and then the strong and elastic drum face was easily worn out like paper paste, and the jazz drum had become broken.

What happened just now?

Hit, hit, Andrew's muscles gradually tense up, the whole person is like a full bow string, precarious, trembling, seems to fall into the crisis of disintegration at any time, then, rhythm and strength have lost control, the drums have completely become chaotic, the sense of shackles makes him more and more irritable More and more irritable.

However, the more we struggle and resist, the more tight the sense of bondage is, and we are almost out of breath. If we don't break out again, we are likely to go to the end in such a dull way - if we don't break out in silence, we will perish in silence, so he will break out.

Chagrin and anger to the hanging Cha and jazz drum, bloody drumstick so waved out, barehanded began to continue to "hit", one punch, another punch, hard hit the jazz drum drum face, bang! Bang! The dull sound was like the thunder behind the thick clouds, rumbling and rolling, but the rainstorm never came down.

In the end, the drum was torn.

The explosive feeling, the catharsis feeling, the burst feeling, released all the power hidden in the muscles. Even if the drum surface was torn, he still did not stop and kicked the jazz drum fiercely. All the fury curled up in his chest turned into coarse words, "grass! Grass! Grass! You're a piece of shit! Grass! I'm going to kill you! Kill you

Thunderous anger swept by, the air in the whole practice room began to compress, and everyone closed their mouths.

Melissa's eyes widened, showing an innocent look again. She couldn't help burping in her fright: burp.