"HIPLASH".

The title of the movie appeared on the big black screen, and at the same time, there was a low, muffled drum beat, as if coming from the distant horizon, and then the subtitles disappeared, and the entire screening room fell into a pitch black with no fingers visible, and when the senses of sight, taste, and smell were blocked by the darkness, the other touches of the five senses gradually began to amplify.

The acuity of hearing and touch seemed to be able to feel the slightest sound of the air flowing, and the drumbeat from the sound became clearer and heavier, and the drum beat penetrated through the pores on the surface of the skin, and little by little penetrated into the blood, slowly, slowly making the muscles begin to tremble slightly, as if the drumstick had struck the soul.

The misalignment of sound and visual effects creates a fantastic movie-watching experience.

"Knock............ Boom............ Boom...... Boom...... Boom... Boom... Boom. Knock knock. Knock knock. ”

The drum beat, from slow to fast, from slow to urgent, the whole rhythm of the rhythm slowly rises in an orderly manner, the auditory feeling created by the rhythm of the drum kit is slowly pushed to a new high point in the dark, the blood begins to boil, the restlessness and noise of the audience are all involved in the drum beat, the chaotic thoughts in the mind completely disappear, the world is only left with the drum beat, relax the body, immerse yourself, and enjoy the subtle pleasure / feeling brought by the sense of rhythm.

"Knock knock knock!

The drum beat became more and more dense, more and more surging, more and more turbulent, and finally it was cathartic like a storm, and it stopped abruptly at the peak, and a heavy loud sound cut off the rhythm of the entire drum beat directly, and the storm suddenly and simply stopped, from extreme restlessness to extreme quiet, and the instantaneous transformation created a kind of pleasure/feeling of free fall when falling from a high altitude, but before I had time to savor the excitement created by this extreme contrast, the big screen lit up.

The soft cold light tore through the darkness of the audience, but the audience couldn't help frowning slightly, and their eyes needed to adapt slightly, and the stiff transition from hearing to vision created a physiological discomfort that successfully attracted the attention of the audience.

But they don't know that compared to the follow-up, this can't be regarded as "physiological discomfort" at all.

At the end of the narrow corridor, the boy sat behind the drum kit, stopped the drumstick in his hand, and supported his arms on his thighs in different postures, so that the arm muscles were slightly relaxed, and he panted and stared at the drum kit in front of him, even through the long corridor, he could still feel his dissatisfaction.

He bent down and began to adjust the support of the sling, but because the distance was too far to recognize facial expressions, it was impossible to know whether the regrets and flaws of the performance he had just played were blamed on the sling, or whether the sling began to loosen due to the intense performance just now. Anyway, after adjusting the sling, he wiped down the drum surface of the jazz drum and adjusted his position.

It seems to be fully preparing.

When the adjustment was over, he started the drumming movement again.

At the beginning, the muscles are relaxed, the movements are stretched, and the drum beat is a little casual and casual, but the whole person enjoys it, and then the camera begins to slowly advance along the corridor, and the boy gradually enters the state, with his left hand, right hand, and left foot, the whole drum frame is completely arranged, and the drum beat is like rain hitting the beach.

"Knock knock. Knock knock. ”

The drumming speed is getting faster and faster, but the connection between the drum beats still remains clear and rounded, and the vivid and light rhythm is like a ray of sunshine, penetrating in the blue-green cold light, bringing a wonderful auditory feeling, even if you don't know much about the drum kit and drum beats, you can still immerse yourself in the rhythm of the rhythm.

It's close. It's closer.

The young face appeared on the big screen, it was Lan Li-Hall, but at this time, the audience was completely immersed in the rhythm of the drums, and the immersive viewing experience created by the light changes, camera advancement, auditory effects, etc., made their attention firmly controlled by the drums.

The young man in front of him is a college student, his short hair is slightly messy and sloppy, his chin has a green beard, and his sweat makes the whole person look a little embarrassed;

"Sorry, uh...... Embrace...... Deficient. ”

The camera stopped at the door, the boy's drum beat was interrupted, he raised his head, and said in a panicked voice, because he was so nervous that he stuttered a little, and then took the initiative to stand up, raised his hand and signaled, indicating that he would leave immediately.

The camera turned, and then you could see JK-Simmons's shiny bald head looming in the dark corridor, dressed in all-black clothing, with a little coldness and seriousness, and the surrounding light seemed to be sucked away by the black figure, like a hellbringer.

"It's okay, sit. The black suit took two steps forward and walked under a beam of light, outlining the entire face like a spotlight, "What's your name?"

The young man adjusted his sitting posture a little restlessly, and he could faintly detect his nervousness, not only the panic of being broken by outsiders, but also a hint of the dignity of the student seeing the teacher, "...... Andrew. Andrew Neiman. After a pause, he added, "Sir." ”

"What grade?" the black suit said in a deep voice, with an aura that was not angry.

"I'm ...... Freshman. Andrew's voice quietly lowered, and the feeling of a dry mouth seeping out little by little.

The black suit was completely expressionless, as if the facial muscles were out of balance, and only a circle of muscles around the mouth was moving when he spoke, making the solemn and solemn feeling more and more heavy, "Do you know who I am?"

Andrew nodded slightly, his gaze was a little erratic, he almost didn't dare to look at the black suit head-on, and his focus couldn't help but drift towards the surrounding darkness, "Yes, sir." ”

The black suit is still zombie-faced, "So, you know I'm looking for a drummer." ”

"Yes, sir. Andrew swallowed a mouthful of saliva, growing uneasy.

"So, why did you stop playing?" the black suit threw out a question, not a question, but a question, and the condescending stern aura permeated.

Andrew was stunned, his constant blinking made his nervousness, but he still sat upright, adjusted the drumstick in his hand several times, and then found the right direction, and then there was no time to catch and think, so he began to hit the drum kit again in a daze.

At this time, it can be clearly felt that Andrew's arms began to tighten, and the drum beat was obviously jerky, lacking the coherence of the pearl and jade just now, and the nervous mood still affected the play after all, but after the difficulty of the first eight beats, the state gradually came out, and the courage of the newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers made the primitive talent fully bloom.

After a short performance, Andrew voluntarily stopped playing and looked up at the black suit.

The black suit was still unfazed and expressionless, and said quietly, "Did I let you continue playing?"

This......?

Andrew was a little incoherent, "uh......" He raised his hand and touched his hair, his gaze quickly drifted, there was nowhere to put it, and his face stiffened completely, "I'm sorry...... Belch...... I...... Mr. ......"

"I'm asking, why did you stop playing?" interrupted Andrew in a black suit, "and you replied that he had turned into a monkey. ”

"Sorry, I ......" Andrew was genuinely confused, he couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the black suit.

The black suit interrupted Andrew's words again, and as he took off his blazer, he said, "Let me see the basics." Then he hung his blazer on a nearby hanger.

"Yes, sir. Andrew raised his chin slightly, stunned for a second, but replied reflexively.

Andrew cut to a basic rhythm, but then the black suit stopped him, "Double swing." Then, he also took the initiative to hit the rhythm so that Andrew could adapt to his own style.

Andrew nodded his head in understanding, and then began to strike.

"No, no, double swing. Double up!" The black suit shook his head again and again, pulling Andrew's slapping sound with his own high-five rhythm, "Hurry up!"

Faster and faster, faster and faster.

But Andrew was still a little uneasy, not able to fully increase the speed, but immersed in his own world, constantly emphasizing "don't make mistakes, don't make mistakes", which can be clearly felt on his young and immature face...... Nervous.

Then the whole shot is getting closer and closer, completely attached to Andrew's face, you can feel the emotional details in the expression and eyes up close, even the sound effects have changed, and the whole world is only left with the double swaying sound, which rings clearly and densely.

"Bang!"

The sound of the door slamming shut interrupted the rhythm of the squeeze, and Andrew jerked his head up, and then all he saw was an empty doorway - the black suit had left.

Andrew looked up in chagrin and regret, clenched his gums, unable to hide his disappointment, trying to do something, but not even knowing where to put his hands.

"Click", the door was pushed open again, the black suit reappeared, and the surprise of going and returning made Andrew raise his head, stared at the black suit with a somewhat dull gaze, and straightened his waist to show his respect.

"Oops, forgot about the coat. The black suit was full of lightness, took off his coat from the hanger, said nothing, and turned away again.

Disappointed. Wish. Disappointed again.

Two consecutive emotional gaps made Andrew stiffen in place, not even knowing what expression to make, but the light in those eyes slowly dimmed, and finally his shoulders drooped heavily, and even his head hung down, like a wilted sunflower.