Chapter 1710

He's done.

Like a lost dog, Andrew fled the stage in embarrassment and embarrassment, but saw his father on the side stage - never understanding but always supporting his father. A stunned, a stop, caught off guard, tears congealed in the eyelashes, despair behind the stubborn, broken in the fragile, without any cover to expose in front of his father.

Father opened his arms, wrapped Andrew tightly with a big warm hug, patted him on the shoulder, and healed his wound like a safe harbor.

Then Andrew opened his eyes again.

The focus and focus slowly gathered again, burst out a desperate determination and firmness. The temperature of eyes slowly peeled off, leaving only a silent calm, but like a bottomless abyss, the darkness in the quiet and the dizziness in the boundless revealed a biting cold bit by bit, hiding the cold and violent sharpness It's coming out slowly.

The power of eyes burst out at this moment.

Andrew, it's like Fletcher.

After that, Andrew turned around and strode onto the stage again. The audience inside and outside the screen gave a gasp of surprise. When Fletcher showed a look of consternation and surprise, the audience had no time to pay attention to Fletcher's change. All their eyes were focused on Andrew's straight shoulders.

Andrew and Fletcher exchanged a sight, and then in the whole audience's dismay, Fletcher and other members of the band all finished their performance after a performance, but Andrew still did not stop his drumming.

The lights went out and fell into darkness, while the drums were still running steadily and compactly, which seemed to return to the experience of watching the film at the opening moment. The sound of the drums was pushed to the extreme in the amplification of the sense of hearing and touch, and people began to enjoy it; Then, a spotlight slowly lit up and shrouded Andrew's body. The penetrating drums intensively and surgically tore through the halo of cream yellow halo, gushed down like a waterfall, and the whole world brightened up.

"Andrew, what the hell are you doing?" Fletcher asked.

"Wait for my cue." Andrew replied.

The drumming became more and more intensive and rapid, and then it reached an incredible frequency, 400 Beats! Andrew finally reached 400 strokes, the sound of the world has disappeared, the hot sweat is rolling on the hanging - not blood but sweat, and then the peak of 400 strokes is so wantonly released.

The momentum and charm of the drum reached the acme!

Andrew has completely forgotten himself. The drumming, the rhythm, the rhyme and the rune seem to come out from the bottom of his soul. Everyone in the auditorium opens their mouths slightly and looks at the scene in front of them miraculously, and the brain stops working completely.

Because of too much devotion and too much concentration, the position of dangcha lost its balance directly. Then you can see Fletcher walking forward carefully, holding dangcha right again, his eyes shining with unprecedented amazing light. Unconsciously, his position had fallen below Andrew, and gradually began to look up at Andrew.

spout eloquent speeches!

an irresistible force!

It's terrible!

Andrew's drumming reached the extreme like a storm, and then under Fletcher's command and control, he slowly returned to the original point, almost disappeared, let his body muscles relax again, and then slowly increased his speed again, faster and faster, more and more fierce, and the whole drumming was raging and dense, The technology and art of drumming reached an incredible peak at this moment.

"Dong Dong, Dong Dong, Dong Dong."

Afterburner! More power! More power!

The perfect combination of strength and speed, rhythm and rhythm makes the whole drum burst out unreservedly. Andrew's eyes are still bright with concentration and devotion. His facial muscles and shoulder muscles have tightened up, but his expression is particularly relaxed and enjoyable. Then you can see the light in his eyes getting brighter and brighter, The light of the world began to fade.

The audience at the screening hall held their breath.

They can clearly see that Andrew's tiger mouth and finger wounds are cracking again, little by little blood and little by little sweat are spilling down, crystal clear rolling on the drum face and face. The pain seems to be spreading slowly, but Andrew's expression can't find the slightest pain and suffering, on the contrary... Enjoy it!

In the close-up, the light from the deep of those eyes is so pure and bright that the audience can clearly feel the baptism of sublimation, as if... The soul is being purified, gradually changing from turbid state to clear and transparent, and then emitting a kind of holy aura. The drum is losing its original meaning, Evolved into a pure and clear melody, lingering in the ear, penetrating the brain, penetrating the skin, the soul slowly warmed up, even the golden halo has become eclipsed.

This is perfection.

The wave light in the pupil is flowing secretly. Joy and happiness are rolling and surging simply and thoroughly, which interprets the sublimation of art incisively and vividly. The drum is passionate, elegant, surging and moving, and the jazz is graceful, lazy, cheerful and gentle. All of them turn into starlight and fall into the eyes, clear and pure surging. The soul is filled with the symbols of musical symbols bit by bit, and then you can see the musical symbols slowly disappear in the soul and gradually become a part of it.

The drum beat is faster and faster, even the light and shadow have become the foil under the hands, and then you can vaguely see Andrew's figure projected on the wall behind the stage, which is bigger and bigger. When you come back, you realize that you have begun to look up to that figure.

Fletcher was completely shrouded in the shadow of his tall and strong figure. Then Fletcher's figure became small and blurred. His face was hidden in the shadow. His solemn and dignified, ferocious and ferocious expression was disappearing, leaving only the slightly open mouth shock, and then gradually evolved into surprise and excitement, There was a bloody smell in the deep of those pupils, as if they were sacrificing their souls, bearing the pain of crushing and tearing, recklessly guiding Andrew to a new peak.

The transformation of momentum between Andrew and Fletcher has reached an incredible peak in the increasingly fierce, surging and majestic drums.

The audience has completely lost their thinking ability, just staring at the scene in front of them. Even the layman who doesn't know anything about the drum, even the layman who doesn't have any interest in jazz and music, can deeply feel the shock and pleasure revealed in the drum, and submit to it unconsciously.

Then they can see Andrew in the close-up, his smile rising gently and gently. His face twisted by excessive exertion is shining like an angel, just like Lucifer's transformation into a dark angel. The temperament of darkness and light is changing, and holiness and evil are intertwined, Deeply buried in the staggered space of left eye and right eye, it makes people shudder.

The drumbeat suddenly stopped.

Andrew cast his eyes parallel, quietly at Fletcher, condescending; Fletcher raised his jaw slightly and seemed to be looking up at Andrew. There was a solemn and stirring in his eyes, but a happy and complete burst of joy, which was projected in Andrew's eyes.

Andrew's eyes flashed slightly, and his powerful air was released. The smile at the corner of his mouth bloomed wantonly and arrogantly, which truly explained the definition of "perfection". Then he raised his hands high and hit hard.

"Bang!"

Screen, dark; Movie, over.