Johansen Clarke looked up and down at the youthful Lan Li Hall in front of him.

He didn't like Lan Li.

Strictly speaking, it's not that I don't like Lan Li, but I don't catch a cold.

He always believed that "Lanley Hall" was just a deified image created by the news media and social networks, like Tom Cruise, Taylor Swift, Harrison Ford, Beyoncé, etc., and people couldn't wait to put labels under their names, and then more and more people adored and loved them, but at the end of the day, no one really knew what they were behind their masks.

Maybe Tom Cruise is a big guy who picks his feet, maybe Taylor Swift is a moldy otaku, maybe Harrison Ford is a collector old man, maybe Beyoncé is a narcissistic princess......

Johansen has no opinion on this, because this is the inevitability of a commodity society, he is simply not interested or curious, in comparison, he still prefers "real", those people and things that really exist in real life, which is more important.

Looking at the story of Lan Li, any reasonable person will feel that "that's nonsense". Everyone is bowing and worshipping, everyone is bowing their heads and surrendering, and everyone is full of praise, as if it was a perfect fairy tale.

Especially in the recent period of overwhelming touting, what EGOT, what actor slam, everything is really outrageous, that guy is only twenty-four years old, okay? Strictly speaking, he is not yet twenty-four years old! I can't believe it, as if there is only this actor left in the world.

But the problem is that, even in fairy tales, Cinderella is not a good girl that everyone praises. So, how can a "perfection" really appear in real life?

Johansen does not see the Blue Rite as an exception.

Even the hugely loved George Strand and Don Quixote are just another beautiful fairy tale, George Strand was originally a commercial music producer. The real ballad has long been annihilated in the occasion of the times, as if "rock and roll is dead".

In other words, in Johansen's view, all of Lan Li's possession is just another commodity created by the Hollywood film industry.

To be more precise, Johansen doesn't like or hate it, but ...... Indifference. Or, dismissively.

This time, the reason why I was willing to take on this teaching job came from the persuasion of my friends.

"Anyway, you've been teaching drum kits right now, and there are a lot of annoying students, no matter how scary they are, no worse than the nervous bear kid who smashed the drum kit last time. You think of him as another normal student. You didn't raise or lower the price of your charges, everything was normal, didn't you?"

Johansen couldn't argue.

So, here he is.

However, before they met, Lan Li was already late, and he needed to go out to find it in person, such a student was not unprecedented, and it was definitely an alternative. As Johansen said, "Everything above the media is a lie." He was not surprised at all, and the current Lan Li just proved all his thoughts and guesses.

After actually meeting, Johansen felt a little strange.

It is hard to imagine that the man who is now making history step by step is nothing more than a street boy who is free and sunny, but from another point of view, this also directly proves Johansen's idea.

Thoughts were racing in his head, but on the surface, Johansen still maintained a polite smile, which was basic etiquette.

Perceiving Lan Li's puzzled gaze, Johansen explained unhurriedly, "I don't think you're carrying your phone. When I called, it was a man with a calm and cold voice, and he told me that you should be lost, but not too far away, and you can find the figure by walking around two blocks. So, I made a special trip to try my luck. ”

Lan Li smiled dumbly, "Sorry, I'm late." ”

Without quibbling or resisting, Lan Li readily admitted his mistake.

This was a slight surprise to Johansen - his words were extremely subtle and did not issue accusations in any way, but Lan Li still calmly faced his mistakes. Perhaps, this shows that he is a young man with a tutor, and that's all.

Lan Li could faintly sense Johansen's unhappiness. Although Johansen thought he had done a good job of concealing it, he had nothing to hide in Lan Li's eyes, but he could not be blamed for it, it was his fault that being late at any time and on any occasion was a very rude act.

In fact, Lan Li left the house forty-five minutes early, but walked around the neighborhood for thirty minutes, unable to find his destination, so that he ended up being late. Does that mean that next time he should go out an hour early, or should he simply bring the human/body/navigator Lord Matthew Dunlop?

"Let's start the course now. To learn, we must seize the time. Without other explanations and politeness, Lan Li cut to the chase with a smile, polite and gentle.

This is the second time Johansen has been surprised.

I met a student from a wealthy family before, and after he was late, he said that the billing was still according to the original time, and the late part was also counted as usual, so there was no need to worry.

Of course, this is Johansen's concern, but the problem is that he is not so bad that he is ten minutes or twenty minutes, and he can make up for it and exchange his actual labor for his own payment. The other party's posture is as if he is a beggar, and he cares about that little bit of timekeeping fee, which is really uncomfortable.

But Lan Li didn't. The focus of his speech was on the course of study.

Perhaps, his tutor is really good.

Johansen nodded, "The classroom is actually just around the corner, you're already very close, let's go over together." But as soon as he took a step, Johansen had to reluctantly say again, "This direction, that's the opposite direction." Then he saw Lan Li's confused eyes, and he nodded in affirmation, "Yes, your understanding is wrong." I'm pretty sure. ”

The music classroom is indeed just around the corner, less than a hundred meters from where Lan Li is located. But for road nerds, it's a labyrinthine stretch of road.

The music classroom is actually an old school building on the campus of the New York University School of Music, which is now more often used as a residence for student clubs, where students themselves rehearse, perform, and do their own activities.

In addition, Greenwich Village's independent orchestras often perform here, and the small performance venue can only accommodate about 50 to 70 people, which is not expensive and the target audience is concentrated, which is really suitable.

Looking at the rehearsal room in front of him, Lan Li couldn't help but show a shallow smile.

The damp and mottled walls, the broken cobwebs hanging in the corners, the pungent musty smell in the air, the dim yellow light struggling to support it, without the support of sunlight, it seemed that it was powerless to illuminate the whole room, and the dim and oppressive atmosphere fell little by little, like a rainy sky in March, from which there was no escape.

In the past, Lan Li rolled on Broadway for a long time, the years when he just arrived in New York, and the years after the filming of the "Pacific War", Lan Li frequently went in and out of such buildings, such rooms, in the dark basement or dim corners, day after day, silently looking forward to his efforts and hard work to break out of the world.

Lan Li must admit that it was not a wonderful time.

Sometimes, in the middle of a rehearsal, a rat crawls over the actor's feet, or a cockroach falls from the ceiling, and from the first chicken-dog jump to the later calm, this is a process, not only because of habit, but also because their performance stage may face the same situation.

But it was an irreplaceable time. Without the tempering and precipitation at that time, there would naturally be no rise and growth later, even if the two lives are human.

"Sorry, it's all in the rehearsal rooms here. Spring has just passed, and it is so humid here in the lower town that it doesn't get better until July. Please be patient and patient. Johansen's tone was as steady as he could, making a simple statement unhurriedly, and before the other man could open his mouth to provoke, the ugly words came first.

Johansen turned his back to Lan Li, who couldn't see his expression, but his calm tone revealed too much.

Lan Li could open his mouth to explain, build bridges and get closer to each other by remembering bittersweet memories, but he felt that it was not necessary, he didn't need to be friends with everyone, and he couldn't be friends with everyone.

"Then let's hurry up and start our lessons, and get out of here early. Lan Li made a joke in an ironic way.

Johansen was slightly stunned, he couldn't tell if it was a joke or not. However, Lan Li's words immediately interrupted his thoughts, "Which drum kit belongs to me?"

"On the right-hand side. Johansen came back to his senses and replied subconsciously, before he retracted his thoughts and officially took on the role of teacher, "Have you ever learned a drum kit before? I mean, any form of drum kit, even if it's just play, but what about the other instruments? Every instrument has something to do with rhythm, and as long as it's a melody, it hides a rhythm." ”

Johansen expertly began to get into the groove, "Well, you sit behind the drum kit, your way and your understanding, relax, you don't need to have any burden, you can play a few rhythms at random, even if it's a random beat, let's feel the rhythm and rhythm of the drums, and then we'll have a discussion." What do you think?"

"No problem. Lan Li readily agreed.

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