Andrew was completely devastated, the sense of shame and shame swept over endlessly, from the first time he fought with Fletcher, the dullness and grievance of dead suppression followed him, penetrating into the depths of his soul little by little, no matter how much he struggled, he could not get rid of it, and now this feeling hit him tenfold and hundredfold, crushing him violently, almost losing his ability to resist.

And then ...... Fall to pieces.

Andrew chose to flee.

took off his suit jacket, threw it on the ground, and staggered away from the stage, but his thin shoulders still couldn't support the weight of his body, and the whole person looked lost, and his eyes hidden in the shadows were dazed and helpless, even worse than a lost dog. When he looked up, he saw his father standing at the end of the side platform.

Andrew's footsteps paused in amazement.

He used to think that his father did not support him, his father did not care about him, his father was standing on the opposite side of himself, and he was isolated on this thorny road to his dream, but at this moment, his father was standing in front of him, his face was full of worry and pity, and he opened his arms.

Suddenly, the tears broke free from the shackles of their eyes and slipped down. Andrew suddenly disintegrated like this, like a five-year-old child, aggrievedly took a step towards his father, buried his head deep in his father's arms, and let the tears completely burst.

……

Paul-Reiser, the veteran actor who plays Andrew's father, Jim-Neimann, was slightly stunned, this is not the scene described in the script!

Just a pause in the action of being stunned, an expression that erupted after forbearance, vividly showed the contradictory relationship between Andrew and his father, and showed Andrew's brokenness after falling into despair, the kind of fragility and stubbornness that belongs to the heart of a nineteen-year-old child, deeply touched Paul Reeser at this moment.

These are the dramatic tensions between the characters that are not written in the script but are hidden.

What's more, this tension is an important addition to the scene that is being filmed now, making the plot story mellow and full, and at the same time making the character transformation rich and sufficient.

Paul Reeser completely entered the role, incarnated as Jim Neiman, opened his arms, gave his son a big hug, gently patted his back to express comfort, tightly, tightly used his arms to bring the strongest backing to his son, like a calm harbor.

Andrew's eyes were closed, tears still hanging above his eyelashes, but slowly, his frowning eyebrows relaxed little by little, revealing a hint of comfort and enjoyment, just like returning home exhausted, finally able to relax a little, that kind of comfort and comfort is addictive, if you can anchor here forever and forever, it would be great.

But, Andrew reopened his eyes.

The crystal clear eyes revealed a touch of perseverance and determination, the focus and focus of the eyes re-condensed, and the eyes became sharper and brighter, revealing a sense of courage to break the boat, it seems that nothing has changed, but the temperament of the whole person seems to have undergone earth-shaking changes.

Break and then stand.

Now Andrew, after being shattered, finally really ushered in a good opportunity to break and stand up, those light brown eyes are becoming gloomy and dark little by little, no irritability, no anger, no surging, just in a calm hidden cold and violent sharpness, like the cold wind on the snowfield, invisible and intangible, but full of power.

It's like...... It's like Fletcher.

A change in his eyes fully shows Andrew's change of mentality.

Then Andrew could be seen turning around, and under the gaze of his father, with a look of surprise and consternation, he slowly retreated, slowly retreated, and without any words, he turned around firmly, and strode back towards the stage, his steps becoming more and more firm and faster, and he returned to the stage and sat down behind the drum kit again.

Fletcher was apologizing to the audience when Andrew's footsteps were heard, and all the audience, all the musicians, and Fletcher turned their heads in surprise and looked at Andrew for no apparent reason.

Andrew and Fletcher exchanged glances.

Andrew's eyes were extremely calm, as if nothing had happened just now, Fletcher's eyes fluttered slightly, and then the corners of his mouth rose, a little surprised, the blow just now still did not destroy Andrew, but he quickly calmed down, because he still had a back hand, and the matter was far from over.

Fletcher staggered his head back to the audience, trying to explain the situation, and Andrew remained calm, with not even the slightest wave in his eyes.

Suddenly, Andrew struck the drums, and the sound of cries and jazz erupted like thunder in the surround sound of Carnegie Hall, forcefully interrupting Fletcher's explanation, so without warning, that everyone's hearts jumped, including Fletcher, and their eyes were once again focused on Andrew.

But Andrew turned a deaf ear and beat the drum with all his heart and mind.

The whole drum beat was light and excited, dense and turbulent, like a gurgling stream in the milky yellow stage lights, Fletcher and Andrew's eyes met again, but this time, it was Andrew who remained calm and indifferent, and instantly forced Fletcher into a corner, the corners of Fletcher's eyes twitched slightly, and the constricted pupils burst out with a dangerous aura.

There is also no breathing time, no room for manoeuvre, and no opportunity to take advantage of it. The only difference is that the positions of the cat and the mouse seem to be changing.

Fletcher was helpless, the playing had begun, there was no turning back, and now Andrew was regaining the initiative, but Fletcher was not ready to disarm, even if it was a "whipping" or a "caravan", so what? He could destroy Andrew, he could do it the first time, he could do it a second time.

Fletcher's eyes were aimed at Andrew in a horrible look, then he gently tugged at his blazer, straightened his waist, nodded to the audience, and returned to his commanding seat.

Andrew, on the other hand, had no time to fight with Fletcher, completely immersed in his own drumbeat. The drums that cut through the chapter are still just the infrastructure, the difficulty is moderate, and his playing is unhurried and easy, and the defensive and casual state pours down the even and full drum beats continuously.

Andrew looked up, looked at the cellist on his right, and said, "Wait for me to prompt." 'Caravan'!"

If you want to fight, I will fight!

Andrew opted for the 400-hit "Caravan" and went head-to-head with Fletcher to see who could stand last and be the survivor.

The drum beat gradually began to get faster, and the whole rhythm was rising in an orderly manner, but Andrew did not panic at all, and even had time to take care of the cellist around him, incarnated as a conductor, and reminded loudly, "Three!

The cellist had a stunned expression, but he began to play the "caravan" anyway, and the deep strings intertwined with the bright drum beat, a unique charm burst out, revealing a wonderful jazz style.

Andrew looked up and fixed his eyes on Fletcher.

Neither of them spoke, but Andrew's eyes were unprecedentedly focused, and the powerful aura collided with a wall-like counter-attack, and his deep and bright eyes did not hesitate or hesitate, looking at Fletcher resolutely and affirmatively, and the power was clearly transmitted through his eyes alone.

What's even more amazing is that although Andrew stares at Fletcher intently, Andrew's drum beat is not disordered at all, and at the same time, it is methodically climbing up, releasing the charm of the rearranged version of the "caravan" little by little, and Andrew's wrist and finger control has reached a whole new level, the dense and compact drum beat is like a round pearl rolling down, falling on the eardrum, which is really wonderful.

There are no words. There was no conversation either.

But in a trance, the power between Andrew and Fletcher has changed, Andrew is straightening his waist, and Fletcher is dumbfounded, in the end, Andrew decisively chooses/kills/father, he is now overthrowing the powerful restraint and control of the "father" little by little, and breaking into a new world with his own ability.

Fletcher was a little angry and a little annoyed, and he put one hand on his waist, hung his head, and touched the tip of his nose, as if he was thinking about what to do.

At this time, other instruments also joined the ranks of the cello and drum kit, and the performance of the "caravan" officially began, and Fletcher now had no way out, even if he wanted to regret it, it was too late, so he could only drive the ducks to the shelves, and since Andrew killed himself, then don't blame him for his bloody cruelty.

Taking a deep breath, Fletcher raised his right hand and began to engage in command. The whole band went into "caravan" mode, but Fletcher's eyes still didn't leave Andrew, staring at him deadly.

However, Andrew had already retracted his gaze and concentrated on the percussion performance, and when he was completely forgetful, the flowing drum beat showed his strength and talent to the fullest, light and agile, agile and powerful, even and full, and the graceful drum beat perfectly matched with the other band members, truly showing the elegance and moving of jazz.

The audience was silent, from panic to doubt, to curiosity, and finally to concentration and enjoyment, they carefully tasted the spirituality of Andrew's drumbeat, and their eyes couldn't help but brighten.

Fletcher realizes that he is losing ground and that it is still ongoing.