Chapter 1705: 1705
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The audience was silent.
The duel between Fletcher and Andrew is like dancing with the devil, crashing and struggling under the pressing step by step, as if an ant is twisted under the palm of a giant of destiny. The harder you work, the more sad. The more you fight, the more bitter it is. The slowly disintegrating process of absence, under the elegance of jazz music and the warmth of the creamy lights on the scene, exploded ten times and one hundred times more powerful energy, crushing it vigorously. .
Every audience was deeply shocked, and they couldn't even find a proper vocabulary or sentence to express their inner feelings at this moment. In the faint, they seemed to be able to capture a touch of blood, if there was no place. Floating in the air, then she couldn't help but began to shiver.
One. one more.
...
How should we face difficulties?
Some people choose to give up, some people choose to be circuitous, some people choose to ask for help, and some people choose to fight hard, rushing up with their own flesh and blood, and then one after another to see if their own flesh/body/mortal/fetal can At the end of the laugh, he was the first to hit the flesh and blood and torn apart.
Bloody feeling.
The movie really shows this **** feeling. In the process of repeatedly practicing "whipping" the track, Andrew's tiger's mouth has a rubbing wound. It is just a small wound, but Andrew continues to torture himself. During the practice of the style, a heart-piercing pain burst out.
Obviously they did not see the blood, but the audience on the scene could clearly feel the **** feeling, just like the torture of a long time. They cut wounds on the body with one knife, and then they could see the muscles rolled up, exposing the skin underneath Red tender meat, blood did not flow out, just scarred and bloody.
Watching a jazz movie, but I felt a strong sense of health and mental discomfort. This is really a rare movie-watching experience. But this is only the second time in the whole work and the first time is the opening.
When Andrew loosened his right hand and dropped the drumstick because of excessive pain, the dots of plasma fell on the beige drumhead of the jazz drum, and the audience appeared at the scene raising their hands and covering their eyes, and couldn't help it. I started to retching, and the irritation of stomach cramps and nerve tension evolved from a psychological directly to a physical effect.
The only good news is that the picture flashed by, and then switched to Andrew and Nicole’s first date. The changes in the picture and light finally slowed down the fear of psychological horror.
This is not a wonderful date.
Andrew was talking about music nervously, and all topics were inseparable from music. To be precise, it was jazz; and Andrew didn't know how to respond to the topics Nicole took the initiative to raise. Then they talked about the school. They thought it was the common ground, but they didn't expect it to become the biggest difference.
Nicole is also studying at university, but she has not yet determined her major, she is not in a hurry, she is ready to slowly determine, which are two different styles from Andrew. Andrew clearly knows what she wants and what she wants to be. , I am planning something.
Nicole even said that she didn't like Shelford College very much, because the people there looked down on her a bit.
Moreover, Nicole is very homesick. She is from Arizona, but now in New York, she wants to go back all the time; while Andrew's relationship with the family is gradually estranged, even if his family is in New York.
If necessary, their differences and differences can still be counted down, but... this is not a successful date.
The music room band participated in a jazz competition. During the intermission, the lead drummer Turner handed over the score to Andrew, letting Andrew take care of Turner with his own habits and quirks. If he left the score, he would not be able to play. Although every musician must recite his own music score, Turner has nothing to do. This is a healthy state and he needs the reminder of a visual reference.
Andrew casually placed the music score on the bench in the corridor, but the score was missing. No one can be sure whether this was an accident or Andrew deliberately did it. But as a result, before going on stage, Turner panicked. After Fletcher learned of this, he was furious, and Andrew seized the opportunity and became the chief drummer.
Turner and Andrew were not friends in the first place, and now they are directly enemies.
"Turner, what are you doing here? Today is the core training, I don't have time to adjust the bench." This is the next training, Fletcher saw Turner's first and last sentence.
Andrew's life seems to have finally entered the realm of his dreams, but at home, he still can't find a sense of belonging and identity.
At a family gathering together, Andrew was talking about his band, but everyone's attention was focused on Andrew's two cousins, one is a rugby player and the other is a schoolmaster. Their achievements are the focus of everyone's praise and attention, because they are the "successors" recognized by the mainstream of society, because the music industry is not a job at all.
They ridiculed Andrew's achievements, but because one of his cousins, Travis, advanced for ninety-three yards in the football game at the weekend, they brag about it. Such a stark difference in treatment made Andrew couldn't help but complain. To, "That's only a third level event."
In the NCAA tournaments, the first level is the highest level, and players among them have a one-tenth chance of becoming professional athletes. As for the second and third levels, the hope is even slimmer.
The Sheriff College where Andrew attended is the top music school in the world.
Andrew’s words made the atmosphere of the entire dining table freeze and stiff in an instant. Everyone looked at Andrew with shocked faces, but Andrew was completely unknown. “The Carleton University team didn’t even enter the second level. It is the third level." He was stating an objective fact, but he didn't know why they were so surprised.
Travis did not speak.
Andrew's uncle Frank spoke up, "Andy, do you have any friends?"
"No." Andrew also told the truth.
Frank said with a disdainful expression, "Why?"
Andrew frowned slightly and said in a mocking tone, "I don't know, I just don't see the use of friends."
"Then who do you usually play with?" Frank aggressively said, "John Lennon and Paul McCartney were good brothers in college, right?"
"Before Joe Jones hit Charlie Parker with a bowl, Charlie didn't have any friends." Andrew also refused.
Frank sneered. "So that's what you define as success?"
"I think being the greatest musician of the twentieth century is a success in everyone's eyes." Andrew's answer did not stop, and he responded by hitting the wall.
At this time, even Andrew's father Jim couldn't stand it anymore, "After being abused/alcohol/drugs, my family was destroyed at the age of 34, which is not a success in my opinion."
Andrew stared at his dinner plate without raising his head. He cut the potatoes with the knife one by one, and he could even hear the clash of the knife and the porcelain plate. / The poison and the destruction of the family has become a topic of discussion at the dinner table of people's family gatherings. They don't want to live to be ninety years old, but no one remembers it."
"But your friend remembers you, that's the point." Frank seemed to grab the painful foot and immediately continued.
Andrew's eyebrows rose slightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth looked at Frank with a deep sarcasm, "None of us are Charlie Parker's friends, that's the point."
Frank still refused to show weakness. "Travis and Dustin have many friends and many goals."
Andrew's smile remained the same, and he looked directly at the two cousins on the opposite side, and a sarcasm slowly flowed from between his eyebrows, "I'm pretty sure that one day in the future you can become the chairman of the student union."
Dustin, who was always silent, finally spoke, "Oh? So that's why you don't like us? Do you think you are stronger than us?"
Andrew looked straight at Dustin and said blankly, "The reaction speed is good. I practiced it in Model United Nations?"
Travis did not hold back, "I can answer you. Do you think Carlton Rugby is a joke? Come with us (e-play-ith-us)."
Andrew lifted his chin slightly, showing his domineering and condescending, "That's four words you will never hear from nfl."
nfl, the National Football League, the lifelong dream stage of every football player, is like Lincoln Center to Andrew.
"Who wants dessert?" The aunt sitting next to her tried to break the deadlock.
Jim couldn't understand his son's appearance, and added, "Then can you hear it at Lincoln Center?"
Andrew turned his head and looked at his father~www.novelhall.com~ The light in those eyes gradually and gradually became cold, the calm indifference and estrangement stretched the distance between the two people; and the latter one The anger and unwillingness of encountering humiliation flashed by, he lightly bit his gums, said nothing, just stood up with his plate, turned and left.
Jim sat on the spot, picked up his white wine glass, and his expression became unpredictable.
Art is always like this. In the eyes of mainstream society, it is not life and does not have any value worth pursuing.
After the dinner party, Andrew became more involved in the training of the band. Fletcher arranged the repertoire for the next game, when the drum set needed to challenge the highest level of four hundred hits, which was also the pinnacle of double swing technique. Andrew can show his strength and level.
But before Andrew had time to be happy, Fletcher continued, "Like you, I recently met another kid who was practicing double swing in the rehearsal room, so I will give him another chance."
Before Andrew could react, Ryan's figure appeared in the practice room.
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The audience was silent.
The duel between Fletcher and Andrew is like dancing with the devil, crashing and struggling under the pressing step by step, as if an ant is twisted under the palm of a giant of destiny. The harder you work, the more sad. The more you fight, the more bitter it is. The slowly disintegrating process of absence, under the elegance of jazz music and the warmth of the creamy lights on the scene, exploded ten times and one hundred times more powerful energy, crushing it vigorously. .
Every audience was deeply shocked, and they couldn't even find a proper vocabulary or sentence to express their inner feelings at this moment. In the faint, they seemed to be able to capture a touch of blood, if there was no place. Floating in the air, then she couldn't help but began to shiver.
One. one more.
...
How should we face difficulties?
Some people choose to give up, some people choose to be circuitous, some people choose to ask for help, and some people choose to fight hard, rushing up with their own flesh and blood, and then one after another to see if their own flesh/body/mortal/fetal can At the end of the laugh, he was the first to hit the flesh and blood and torn apart.
Bloody feeling.
The movie really shows this **** feeling. In the process of repeatedly practicing "whipping" the track, Andrew's tiger's mouth has a rubbing wound. It is just a small wound, but Andrew continues to torture himself. During the practice of the style, a heart-piercing pain burst out.
Obviously they did not see the blood, but the audience on the scene could clearly feel the **** feeling, just like the torture of a long time. They cut wounds on the body with one knife, and then they could see the muscles rolled up, exposing the skin underneath Red tender meat, blood did not flow out, just scarred and bloody.
Watching a jazz movie, but I felt a strong sense of health and mental discomfort. This is really a rare movie-watching experience. But this is only the second time in the whole work and the first time is the opening.
When Andrew loosened his right hand and dropped the drumstick because of excessive pain, the dots of plasma fell on the beige drumhead of the jazz drum, and the audience appeared at the scene raising their hands and covering their eyes, and couldn't help it. I started to retching, and the irritation of stomach cramps and nerve tension evolved from a psychological directly to a physical effect.
The only good news is that the picture flashed by, and then switched to Andrew and Nicole’s first date. The changes in the picture and light finally slowed down the fear of psychological horror.
This is not a wonderful date.
Andrew was talking about music nervously, and all topics were inseparable from music. To be precise, it was jazz; and Andrew didn't know how to respond to the topics Nicole took the initiative to raise. Then they talked about the school. They thought it was the common ground, but they didn't expect it to become the biggest difference.
Nicole is also studying at university, but she has not yet determined her major, she is not in a hurry, she is ready to slowly determine, which are two different styles from Andrew. Andrew clearly knows what she wants and what she wants to be. , I am planning something.
Nicole even said that she didn't like Shelford College very much, because the people there looked down on her a bit.
Moreover, Nicole is very homesick. She is from Arizona, but now in New York, she wants to go back all the time; while Andrew's relationship with the family is gradually estranged, even if his family is in New York.
If necessary, their differences and differences can still be counted down, but... this is not a successful date.
The music room band participated in a jazz competition. During the intermission, the lead drummer Turner handed over the score to Andrew, letting Andrew take care of Turner with his own habits and quirks. If he left the score, he would not be able to play. Although every musician must recite his own music score, Turner has nothing to do. This is a healthy state and he needs the reminder of a visual reference.
Andrew casually placed the music score on the bench in the corridor, but the score was missing. No one can be sure whether this was an accident or Andrew deliberately did it. But as a result, before going on stage, Turner panicked. After Fletcher learned of this, he was furious, and Andrew seized the opportunity and became the chief drummer.
Turner and Andrew were not friends in the first place, and now they are directly enemies.
"Turner, what are you doing here? Today is the core training, I don't have time to adjust the bench." This is the next training, Fletcher saw Turner's first and last sentence.
Andrew's life seems to have finally entered the realm of his dreams, but at home, he still can't find a sense of belonging and identity.
At a family gathering together, Andrew was talking about his band, but everyone's attention was focused on Andrew's two cousins, one is a rugby player and the other is a schoolmaster. Their achievements are the focus of everyone's praise and attention, because they are the "successors" recognized by the mainstream of society, because the music industry is not a job at all.
They ridiculed Andrew's achievements, but because one of his cousins, Travis, advanced for ninety-three yards in the football game at the weekend, they brag about it. Such a stark difference in treatment made Andrew couldn't help but complain. To, "That's only a third level event."
In the NCAA tournaments, the first level is the highest level, and players among them have a one-tenth chance of becoming professional athletes. As for the second and third levels, the hope is even slimmer.
The Sheriff College where Andrew attended is the top music school in the world.
Andrew’s words made the atmosphere of the entire dining table freeze and stiff in an instant. Everyone looked at Andrew with shocked faces, but Andrew was completely unknown. “The Carleton University team didn’t even enter the second level. It is the third level." He was stating an objective fact, but he didn't know why they were so surprised.
Travis did not speak.
Andrew's uncle Frank spoke up, "Andy, do you have any friends?"
"No." Andrew also told the truth.
Frank said with a disdainful expression, "Why?"
Andrew frowned slightly and said in a mocking tone, "I don't know, I just don't see the use of friends."
"Then who do you usually play with?" Frank aggressively said, "John Lennon and Paul McCartney were good brothers in college, right?"
"Before Joe Jones hit Charlie Parker with a bowl, Charlie didn't have any friends." Andrew also refused.
Frank sneered. "So that's what you define as success?"
"I think being the greatest musician of the twentieth century is a success in everyone's eyes." Andrew's answer did not stop, and he responded by hitting the wall.
At this time, even Andrew's father Jim couldn't stand it anymore, "After being abused/alcohol/drugs, my family was destroyed at the age of 34, which is not a success in my opinion."
Andrew stared at his dinner plate without raising his head. He cut the potatoes with the knife one by one, and he could even hear the clash of the knife and the porcelain plate. / The poison and the destruction of the family has become a topic of discussion at the dinner table of people's family gatherings. They don't want to live to be ninety years old, but no one remembers it."
"But your friend remembers you, that's the point." Frank seemed to grab the painful foot and immediately continued.
Andrew's eyebrows rose slightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth looked at Frank with a deep sarcasm, "None of us are Charlie Parker's friends, that's the point."
Frank still refused to show weakness. "Travis and Dustin have many friends and many goals."
Andrew's smile remained the same, and he looked directly at the two cousins on the opposite side, and a sarcasm slowly flowed from between his eyebrows, "I'm pretty sure that one day in the future you can become the chairman of the student union."
Dustin, who was always silent, finally spoke, "Oh? So that's why you don't like us? Do you think you are stronger than us?"
Andrew looked straight at Dustin and said blankly, "The reaction speed is good. I practiced it in Model United Nations?"
Travis did not hold back, "I can answer you. Do you think Carlton Rugby is a joke? Come with us (e-play-ith-us)."
Andrew lifted his chin slightly, showing his domineering and condescending, "That's four words you will never hear from nfl."
nfl, the National Football League, the lifelong dream stage of every football player, is like Lincoln Center to Andrew.
"Who wants dessert?" The aunt sitting next to her tried to break the deadlock.
Jim couldn't understand his son's appearance, and added, "Then can you hear it at Lincoln Center?"
Andrew turned his head and looked at his father~www.novelhall.com~ The light in those eyes gradually and gradually became cold, the calm indifference and estrangement stretched the distance between the two people; and the latter one The anger and unwillingness of encountering humiliation flashed by, he lightly bit his gums, said nothing, just stood up with his plate, turned and left.
Jim sat on the spot, picked up his white wine glass, and his expression became unpredictable.
Art is always like this. In the eyes of mainstream society, it is not life and does not have any value worth pursuing.
After the dinner party, Andrew became more involved in the training of the band. Fletcher arranged the repertoire for the next game, when the drum set needed to challenge the highest level of four hundred hits, which was also the pinnacle of double swing technique. Andrew can show his strength and level.
But before Andrew had time to be happy, Fletcher continued, "Like you, I recently met another kid who was practicing double swing in the rehearsal room, so I will give him another chance."
Before Andrew could react, Ryan's figure appeared in the practice room.
The audience was silent.The duel between Fletcher and Andrew is like dancing with the devil, crashing and struggling under the pressing step by step, as if an ant is twisted under the palm of a giant of destiny. The harder you work, the more sad. The more you fight, the more bitter it is. The slowly disintegrating process of absence, under the elegance of jazz music and the warmth of the creamy lights on the scene, exploded ten times and one hundred times more powerful energy, crushing it vigorously. .Every audience was deeply shocked, and they couldn't even find a proper vocabulary or sentence to express their inner feelings at this moment. In the faint, they seemed to be able to capture a touch of blood, if there was no place. Floating in the air, then she couldn't help but began to shiver.One. one more....How should we face difficulties?Some people choose to give up, some people choose to be circuitous, some people choose to ask for help, and some people choose to fight hard, rushing up with their own flesh and blood, and then one after another to see if their own flesh/body/mortal/fetal can At the end of the laugh, he was the first to hit the flesh and blood and torn apart.Bloody feeling.The movie really shows this **** feeling. In the process of repeatedly practicing "whipping" the track, Andrew's tiger's mouth has a rubbing wound. It is just a small wound, but Andrew continues to torture himself. During the practice of the style, a heart-piercing pain burst out.Obviously they did not see the blood, but the audience on the scene could clearly feel the **** feeling, just like the torture of a long time. They cut wounds on the body with one knife, and then they could see the muscles rolled up, exposing the skin underneath Red tender meat, blood did not flow out, just scarred and bloody.Watching a jazz movie, but I felt a strong sense of health and mental discomfort. This is really a rare movie-watching experience. But this is only the second time in the whole work and the first time is the opening.When Andrew loosened his right hand and dropped the drumstick because of excessive pain, the dots of plasma fell on the beige drumhead of the jazz drum, and the audience appeared at the scene raising their hands and covering their eyes, and couldn't help it. I started to retching, and the irritation of stomach cramps and nerve tension evolved from a psychological directly to a physical effect.The only good news is that the picture flashed by, and then switched to Andrew and Nicole's first date. The changes in the picture and light finally slowed down the fear of psychological horror.This is not a wonderful date.Andrew was talking about music nervously, and all topics were inseparable from music. To be precise, it was jazz; and Andrew didn't know how to respond to the topics Nicole took the initiative to raise. Then they talked about the school. They thought it was the common ground, but they didn't expect it to become the biggest difference.Nicole is also studying at university, but she has not yet determined her major, she is not in a hurry, she is ready to slowly determine, which are two different styles from Andrew. Andrew clearly knows what she wants and what she wants to be. , I am planning something.Nicole even said that she didn't like Shelford College very much, because the people there looked down on her a bit.Moreover, Nicole is very homesick. She is from Arizona, but now in New York, she wants to go back all the time; while Andrew's relationship with the family is gradually estranged, even if his family is in New York.If necessary, their differences and differences can still be counted down, but... this is not a successful date.The music room band participated in a jazz competition. During the intermission, the lead drummer Turner handed over the score to Andrew, letting Andrew take care of Turner with his own habits and quirks. If he left the score, he would not be able to play. Although every musician must recite his own music score, Turner has nothing to do. This is a healthy state and he needs the reminder of a visual reference.Andrew casually placed the music score on the bench in the corridor, but the score was missing. No one can be sure whether this was an accident or Andrew deliberately did it. But as a result, before going on stage, Turner panicked. After Fletcher learned of this, he was furious, and Andrew seized the opportunity and became the chief drummer.Turner and Andrew were not friends in the first place, and now they are directly enemies."Turner, what are you doing here? Today is the core training, I don't have time to adjust the bench." This is the next training, Fletcher saw Turner's first and last sentence.Andrew's life seems to have finally entered the realm of his dreams, but at home, he still can't find a sense of belonging and identity.At a family gathering together, Andrew was talking about his band, but everyone's attention was focused on Andrew's two cousins, one is a rugby player and the other is a schoolmaster. Their achievements are the focus of everyone's praise and attention, because they are the "successors" recognized by the mainstream of society, because the music industry is not a job at all.They ridiculed Andrew's achievements, but because one of his cousins, Travis, advanced for ninety-three yards in the football game at the weekend, they brag about it. Such a stark difference in treatment made Andrew couldn't help but complain. To, "That's only a third level event."In the NCAA tournaments, the first level is the highest level, and players among them have a one-tenth chance of becoming professional athletes. As for the second and third levels, the hope is even slimmer.The Sheriff College where Andrew attended is the top music school in the world.Andrew's words made the atmosphere of the entire dining table freeze and stiff in an instant. Everyone looked at Andrew with shocked faces, but Andrew was completely unknown. The Carleton University team didn't even enter the second level. It is the third level." He was stating an objective fact, but he didn't know why they were so surprised.Travis did not speak.Andrew's uncle Frank spoke up, "Andy, do you have any friends?""No." Andrew also told the truth.Frank said with a disdainful expression, "Why?"Andrew frowned slightly and said in a mocking tone, "I don't know, I just don't see the use of friends.""Then who do you usually play with?" Frank aggressively said, "John Lennon and Paul McCartney were good brothers in college, right?""Before Joe Jones hit Charlie Parker with a bowl, Charlie didn't have any friends." Andrew also refused.Frank sneered. "So that's what you define as success?""I think being the greatest musician of the twentieth century is a success in everyone's eyes." Andrew's answer did not stop, and he responded by hitting the wall.At this time, even Andrew's father Jim couldn't stand it anymore, "After being abused/alcohol/drugs, my family was destroyed at the age of 34, which is not a success in my opinion."Andrew stared at his dinner plate without raising his head. He cut the potatoes with the knife one by one, and he could even hear the clash of the knife and the porcelain plate. / The poison and the destruction of the family has become a topic of discussion at the dinner table of people's family gatherings. They don't want to live to be ninety years old, but no one remembers it.""But your friend remembers you, that's the point." Frank seemed to grab the painful foot and immediately continued.Andrew's eyebrows rose slightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth looked at Frank with a deep sarcasm, "None of us are Charlie Parker's friends, that's the point."Frank still refused to show weakness. "Travis and Dustin have many friends and many goals."Andrew's smile remained the same, and he looked directly at the two cousins on the opposite side, and a sarcasm slowly flowed from between his eyebrows, "I'm pretty sure that one day in the future you can become the chairman of the student union."Dustin, who was always silent, finally spoke, "Oh? So that's why you don't like us? Do you think you are stronger than us?"Andrew looked straight at Dustin and said blankly, "The reaction speed is good. I practiced it in Model United Nations?"Travis did not hold back, "I can answer you. Do you think Carlton Rugby is a joke? Come with us e-play-ith-us."Andrew lifted his chin slightly, showing his domineering and condescending, "That's four words you will never hear from nfl."nfl, the National Football League, the lifelong dream stage of every football player, is like Lincoln Center to Andrew."Who wants dessert?" The aunt sitting next to her tried to break the deadlock.Jim couldn't understand his son's appearance, and added, "Then can you hear it at Lincoln Center?"Andrew turned his head and looked at his father~www.novelhall.com~ The light in those eyes gradually and gradually became cold, the calm indifference and estrangement stretched the distance between the two people; and the latter one The anger and unwillingness of encountering humiliation flashed by, he lightly bit his gums, said nothing, just stood up with his plate, turned and left.Jim sat on the spot, picked up his white wine glass, and his expression became unpredictable.Art is always like this. In the eyes of mainstream society, it is not life and does not have any value worth pursuing.After the dinner party, Andrew became more involved in the training of the band. Fletcher arranged the repertoire for the next game, when the drum set needed to challenge the highest level of four hundred hits, which was also the pinnacle of double swing technique. Andrew can show his strength and level.But before Andrew had time to be happy, Fletcher continued, "Like you, I recently met another kid who was practicing double swing in the rehearsal room, so I will give him another chance."Before Andrew could react, Ryan's figure appeared in the practice room.
