He's done.

Like a lost dog, Andrew fled the stage in embarrassment, only to see his father on the side stage – a father who never understood but always supported him. One was stunned, the other stopped, and suddenly, tears were condensed in the eyelashes, the stubbornness behind the despair, and the fragility in the brokenness, were exposed to the father without any cover.

The father opened his arms and wrapped Andrew firmly in a big warm embrace, patting him gently on the shoulder, like a safe haven, healing his wounds.

Then, Andrew opened his eyes again.

The focus and focus slowly gathered again, bursting out with a decisive and resolute determination, the temperature of the eyes slowly peeled off, leaving only a silent and waveless calm, but like a bottomless abyss, the darkness in the silence, the dizziness in the infinite dizziness revealed a biting cold, hiding the coldness and violent sharpness, slowly, slowly seeping out.

The power of the eyes completely burst out at this moment.

Andrew, as if he had become Fletcher.

Then, Andrew turned around and strode onto the stage again, and the audience on and off the screen let out a gasp of exclamation, and when Fletcher showed a look of surprise and surprise, the audience didn't have time to pay attention to Fletcher's changes, and all eyes were focused on Andrew's upright shoulders.

Andrew and Fletcher exchanged glances, and then in the stunned eyes of the audience, for the first time, they could really feel that the momentum of the two people had reached an equal position!

Then, Andrew took the initiative to hit the drum kit.

The light and cheerful drum beat is dense and turbulent, "Wait for my prompt." 'Caravan!'" Andrew said loudly to the cellist to his right.

The drums gradually began to pick up, and the whole tempo gradually unfolded in the relaxed control, and Andrew not only did not get nervous and flustered, but also had time to become a conductor and say to the cellist, "Three!

The cellist was stunned, but he began to play the "caravan", and the deep strings and bright drumbeats mingled together, bursting with the essence of elegant and wonderful jazz, and then Andrew could be seen looking up and meeting Fletcher's gaze intently.

The audience could faintly feel the subtle air current: Andrew's momentum was slowly climbing to overtake Fletcher at an astonishing speed, but for the first time, Fletcher was in a panic, not knowing what to do, completely helpless, and the whole reversal seemed unstoppable.

Such Andrew, unprecedented confidence, unprecedented freedom, unprecedented exuberance, and the round and smooth drum beat flowed out like a surging river, which truly made jazz a kind of enjoyment, and the whole orchestra played involuntarily around the drum beat.

The charm of music and light is intoxicating, but the confrontation between Andrew and Fletcher is still not over, Fletcher is still trying to regain the initiative, and Andrew responds perfectly with a continuous drum beat.

The performance of "Caravan" gradually went to a climax, and even the most difficult chapters were completed in one go, so that Fletcher's expression was stretched and he began to enjoy the jazz performance.

When the song was finished, Fletcher and the rest of the band all finished playing, but Andrew didn't stop beating his drums.

The lights went out and plunged into darkness, but the drums were still running calmly and compactly, as if they had returned to the viewing experience of the opening moments, and the drums were pushed to the extreme in the amplification of the auditory touch, which made people can't help but start to enjoy it, and then, a spotlight slowly lit up, enveloping Andrew's body, and the penetrating drums densely and surgingly tore through the halo of the milky yellow halo, gushing down like a waterfall, and the whole world was brightened.

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

"Wait for me to prompt. Andrew replied.

The drums grew denser and faster, and then they reached an incredible frequency, four hundred blows! Andrew finally reached four hundred blows, and the sound of the whole world was gone, and hot sweat rolled over the hanging—not blood but sweat, and then the peak frenzy of four hundred strokes was unleashed.

The momentum and charm of the drum kit have reached the extreme!

Andrew had completely forgotten himself, those drums, those rhythms, those rhythms, and those notes seemed to erupt from the depths of his soul, and everyone in the screening hall couldn't help but open their mouths slightly, staring at the scene in front of them incredulously, and their brains completely stopped.

Because he was too involved and too focused, the position of the sling was directly out of balance, and then you could see Fletcher cautiously stepped forward and put the sling back in place, his eyes flashed with an unprecedented amazing light, and before he knew it, his position had fallen below Andrew, and he gradually began to look up at Andrew.

Talking!

Thunderball!

The momentum is terrifying!

Andrew's drum beat reached the extreme of a storm like this, and then under the command and control of Fletcher, it slowly and slowly returned to the original point, almost disappeared, allowing the body muscles to relax again, and then slowly and slowly re-accelerated, faster and more violent, the whole drum beat sprayed violently and intensively, and the technique and art of the drum reached an incredible peak at this moment.

"Knock knock, knock knock. ”

Afterburner! Afterburner!

The perfect combination of power and speed, rhythm and rhythm makes the sound of the whole drum beat burst out without reservation, Andrew's eyes are still bright with that concentration and dedication, the muscles of his face and shoulders have tensed, but his expression is extraordinarily relaxed and enjoyable, and then you can see that the light in the depths of those eyes is getting brighter and brighter, and the light of the world is beginning to eclipse.

The audience in the screening hall held their breath.

They could clearly see that Andrew's tiger mouth and finger wounds were broken again, little by little blood and little by little sweat were spilled down, crystal clear and rolling on the drum and slur, the pain seemed to be slowly spreading and spreading, but there was no trace of pain and suffering on Andrew's expression, but ...... Enjoy!

In the close-up of the camera, the light bursting from the depths of those eyes is so pure and so bright, the audience can clearly feel the baptism of sublimation, as if it were ...... It was as if the soul was being purified, gradually transforming from a turbid state to a clear and transparent state, and then faintly emitting a holy aura, the drum beat was losing its original meaning, evolving into a pure and clear melody, lingering in the ears, penetrating the brain and penetrating the skin, and the soul slowly warmed up, and even the golden halo had become eclipsed.

That's perfection.

The light in the pupils is flowing dimly, and joy and happiness are simply and thoroughly tumbling and surging, interpreting the sublimation of art to the extreme. The excitement, elegance, surging, and moving of the drumbeat, the graceful, lazy, cheerful, and gentle of jazz, all of them turned into starlight, falling into those pupils, surging clearly and purely, and the soul was filled with the symbols of the notes little by little, and then I saw the notes slowly disappear into the depths of the soul, and gradually evolved into a part of it.

The drums are beating faster and faster, and even the light and shadow have turned into a foil under his hands, and then he can vaguely see Andrew's figure projected on the wall behind the stage, taller and taller, and when he comes back to his senses, he realizes that he has begun to look up at the figure.

The projection of a tall and strong figure completely enveloped Fletcher, and then Fletcher's figure slowly became small and blurred, his face hidden in the shadows, solemn and majestic. The hideous and fierce expression was disappearing, leaving only the shock of opening his mouth slightly, and then it evolved into surprise and excitement little by little, and a trace of blood burst out from the depths of those pupils, as if he was sacrificing his soul, bearing the pain of crushing and tearing, regardless of guiding Andrew to climb to a new peak.

The momentum shift between Andrew and Fletcher reached an incredible peak in the increasingly intense, surging, and majestic drumbeats.

The audience has completely lost the ability to think, just staring at the scene in front of them dumbfounded, even if they don't have any knowledge of the drum kit, even if they don't have any interest in jazz or music, at this moment can deeply feel the shock and exhilaration revealed in the dense drum beat, and unconsciously surrender to it.

Then they can see Andrew in the close-up, the smile on the corner of his mouth is gently and gently raised, and the face distorted by excessive force blooms with an angelic holy light, just like the transformation moment of Lucifer's fall into a dark angel, the temperament of darkness and light is pulling and changing, holiness and evil are entangled together, deeply buried in the interlaced space of the left and right eyes, which makes people shudder.

The drumbeat suddenly stopped.

Andrew cast his gaze in parallel, quietly staring at Fletcher, condescendingly, Fletcher raised his chin slightly, as if looking up at Andrew, his eyes burst out with a sense of sadness, but happy and full burst burst out of a joyful cheerfulness, projected in Andrew's sight.

Andrew's eyes flashed slightly, and that powerful aura was vented mightily, and the smile on the corner of his mouth bloomed wantonly and proudly, truly interpreting the definition of "perfect", and then raised his hands high and struck hard.

"Bang!"

Screen, Dark, Movie, End.