Chapter 1705

Andrew Neyman, a freshman at the shelver Conservatory of music, is pursuing his music dream.

Adolescence teenagers are always immersed in their own world, full of worries, stubborn. Andrew is no exception.

He was eager to break out on the road of music. His father expressed his support but could not understand it. He just thought that he was too paranoid. "You have other options. When you get to my age, you'll be able to see it. " But he couldn't understand his father, "I don't want to see it."

He is eager to start a relationship. The restlessness of his youth is surging. He is secretly in love with the girl who is the attendant of the cinema, but he doesn't even dare to look at each other; There are always too many ideals and wishes waiting to be realized, but they are trapped in reality, struggling like trapped animals.

He is eager to be buddy Ricky. In private, he always listens to the performance of buddy Ricky. Then he secretly imitates the style of buddy in his daily practice, imagines that he is buddy. Standing on the stage of Lincoln Center, he plays for audiences all over the world and shows his talent.

As a freshman, he joined a school band and became the second drummer, but he was depressed. Ryan, the first drummer in the orchestra, is the object of his admiration. He is handsome, romantic and talented. After leaving for a period of time, Ryan made a special trip for a holiday. When he returned, the members of the orchestra warmly welcomed him with his beautiful and sexy girlfriend.

"It was a disaster when Neyman sat behind the drum."

A member of the orchestra gave Ryan a big hug and expressed their nostalgia for him in this way.

Andrew sat quietly behind the drum and watched. He is eager for recognition of his talent, but from his family to school, his life circle is tightly repressed, almost out of breath, and seems to be out of tune with the whole world.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, not a smile, but a radian of pretending relief, but there was lingering bitterness in the light brown fundus of his eyes. Ryan apologized to him on behalf of the members of the group. He could only smile back to show that he didn't care - look, this is Ryan. Even renshe is so perfect.

But Andrew and Ryan, as well as every student in the school who is studying musical instruments, are eager to join the same band: Studio band.

This band is one of the top in the school. Only the best and most talented students can join. The band's strength and ability have reached the professional level. Every member may become a real professional musician after graduation, perform on the big stage of Lincoln Center, or sign a contract with a professional jazz company, Or become an immortal master.

Everyone is eager to join in, but not everyone can succeed.

Today, the opportunity comes.

Fletcher appeared in the black suit, which is still a black suit today. It seems that there are countless black suits in his wardrobe, which can be worn repeatedly. There will never be a lack of black suits; This is the conductor of the music room band. He is in charge of the life and death of the whole band and the future hope of all the students.

"Lovely."

Fletcher commented on the music score that the band was practicing. There was irony and ridicule in his calm and understated expression, but it was cold and piercing.

Cello, trombone, saxophone and Fletcher can be tested one by one, even without a four beat, he can complete the judgment. A radio gesture can directly determine the fate of every musician. He has even come to the drummer before he has time to breathe.

"Drummer, try double swing."

Ryan was the first to play, a four beat, cut performance.

"Behind? It's the same

Andrew stepped forward, a four beat, cut off the show.

After that, Fletcher tested Bess again and thought about it in the same place. He seemed helpless and struggling, but after all, he breathed out a long breath, "drummer, follow me."

Ryan's face appeared a happy smile, almost unable to hide his excitement and excitement, he still dropped his eyes, folded the smile, tried his best to keep calm, to avoid looking too proud. In the envious eyes of the whole audience, he slowly stood up and looked like a gladiator who had just defeated his opponent.

Andrew was a little distracted and looked at him, but the focus and focus had broken away. It seemed that his whole brain was blank, and he was in a state of mindlessness. It was as if he was avoiding looking at Ryan, and then he would reveal his deep admiration and jealousy. However, there was no color in those eyes, which was just a guess. No one could know the reason for Andrew's action.

Fletcher looked back and said, "no, no, no, another drummer."

Ryan's movements froze.

Andrew raised his eyes abruptly. There was an accident in his eyes. His brain hadn't turned completely. For a moment, he didn't know what happened. Then he saw Fletcher stop and turn around. His serious face was expressionless, but it showed a kind of impatience, as if to say: no?

Andrew immediately straightened his back, held his breath, made the whole person stand up, and then stood up slowly.

He is controlling his emotions, which can be seen from the tightness of the muscles of his shoulders and neck - the suppression of his fists after clenching his hands, which involves the muscles of his whole body; At the same time, the slightly diffused pupils and slightly tight jaw can also be seen - after holding the breath, all the physiological characteristics inevitably change, even the cheeks are slightly red.

The only change is the look.

That pair of light brown eyes suffused with a slight flash, vaguely able to capture the surging heart, and the surface calm to almost dull stiff expression formed a sharp contrast, so that step by step forward step by step, the pace has become trembling, every cell of the body can feel his excitement, like the waves under the calm lake.

Andrew walked up to Fletcher with no expression and caution. Like a robot walking on a tightrope, he finally stopped.

"Room B16, six o'clock tomorrow morning. Don't be late. " Fletcher whispered, then turned and left, as if unaware of Andrew's abnormality - or, rather, indifferent.

Andrew stood where he was and blinked. Now he finally had a sense of reality. He realized what this scene meant. He sipped his lips and then calmed down; Turn around and walk back to your seat step by step.

All the eyes of the audience were on Andrew. Surprised? Surprise? envy? Anger? Disdain? But no matter what, Andrew, who is usually hidden in the corner, is standing under the spotlight. Ryan, who is always kind and kind, is not willing to cast his eyes at Andrew at this time. Even his eyes are not satisfied. The slightly tight jaw curve reveals his burning anger in his heart.

Andrew returned to his seat, and the band began again - Ryan was still the first drummer, but... He was able to enter the music room! Andrew's smile did not hold back after all, rose up, pure and clean, just like a child got his favorite toy.

It was the best moment of Andrew's life.

……

Andrew offered a date to the girl at the cinema. Her name is Nicole; Then he went to the music room early the next morning for band rehearsal. He almost thought he was late and arrived at the practice room all the way in a hurry. However, he found that there was no one in the room and he thought he was in the wrong room. Unexpectedly, he saw the schedule at the door of the practice room

The practice starts at nine in the morning.

This is Fletcher's first downfall, but only the simplest and most common one.

Nine o'clock is nine o'clock, every minute. Fletcher appeared. When Fletcher appeared, all the youth in the whole practice room disappeared, just like the Dementors in "Harry Potter". Then Andrew understood the reason - hell. This is hell.

Fletcher can grasp every bar, note and detail accurately and meticulously; Any small mistake, Fletcher will show his own tongue style, the musicians scolded shame, "shame" is not even enough to describe those harsh and acrimonious comments.

Fletcher broke down the trombone on the spot. Andrew didn't even know what was wrong, which made him flustered.

During the half-time, Andrew began to prepare quickly. He absolutely didn't want to be kicked out of the band the first day he entered the music room. That was the real disaster. Unexpectedly, Fletcher had a cordial conversation with Andrew. He didn't have the charisma of the devil's coach just now. He even used Charlie Parker as an example to describe Andrew, which made Andrew gradually relax.

But the next five minutes turned out to be Andrew's nightmare.

howling winds and driving rains ; violent conflicts! The real storm! Fletcher slapped Andrew fiercely in the face, so as to beat the rhythm and let Andrew judge whether it was a snatch or a drag; Even let Andrew as a coward general commitment to their suffering and injury. Andrew broke down and was completely crushed.

Finally, after the practice, he fled the practice room in a mess.

The entire screening hall was silent, and even the audience could feel the involuntary backward movement, leaning back on the chair, looking for a sense of security. The fear and shock passed through the big screen and let it out, almost forgetting to breathe.