The audience was silent.

The duel between Fletcher and Andrew in front of him is like dancing with the devil, the collapse and struggle under the pressure step by step, as if the ants are twisted under the palm of the giant of fate, the more they try, the more sad they are, the more they fight, the more bitter they are, the layer by layer slowly falling apart The process of losing their minds, under the elegance of jazz and the warmth of the milky lights on the scene, burst out ten times and a hundred times the super energy, vigorously crushed over.

Every viewer was so shocked that they couldn't even find a proper word or phrase to express their inner feelings at this moment, and faintly, they seemed to be able to catch a touch of blood, as if it were floating in the air, and then they couldn't help but start shivering.

One. Another one.

……

What should we do in the face of difficulties?

Some people choose to give up, some people choose to take a detour, some people choose to ask for help, and some people choose to ...... Resist hard, rush into it with your own flesh and blood, one after another, and see if it is your own flesh/body/mortal/fetus that can have the last laugh, or whether you are the first to hit the flesh and blood blurred and fragmented.

Bloody feeling.

The movie really presents this sense of blood, and in the process of practicing the "whipping" track repeatedly, Andrew's tiger mouth has a wound that rubs off the skin, but it is just a small wound, but in Andrew's continuous self-torture practice, a heart-rending pain bursts out.

Obviously, there was no blood, but the audience could clearly feel the bloody feeling, just like Ling Chi's punishment, slashing wounds on the body one by one, and then you could see the muscles rolling up, exposing the red tender flesh under the skin, and the blood did not flow out, but the scars and flesh were blurred.

Watching a jazz movie, but feeling a strong physical discomfort, this is really a rare movie-watching experience. But this is only the second time in the whole work, the first is the opening.

When Andrew let go of his right hand and threw away the drumstick because of excessive pain, the sporadic plasma spilled on the beige drum surface of the jazz drum, and the audience raised their hands to cover their eyes, and couldn't help but start retching.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the picture flashes by, and then switches to Andrew and Nicole's first date, and the change of picture and lighting finally slows down the psychological horror for a while.

It's not a wonderful date.

Andrew talks nervously about music, all topics are inseparable from music, jazz to be precise, and Nicole takes the initiative to bring up the topic, and Andrew doesn't know how to respond. Then they talked about school, which they thought was the common denominator, but they didn't expect it to be the biggest disagreement.

Nicole is also in college, but she hasn't decided on her major yet, and she's not in a hurry, she's ready to take her time to decide, which are two very different styles from Andrew Andrew, who knows exactly what he wants, what he wants to be, and what he's planning.

Nicole even said that she didn't like Shelfer College very much, because the people there looked down on her.

Also, Nicole is very, very homesick, she is from Arizona and now in New York, and she wants to go back all the time, while Andrew's relationship with his family is gradually becoming estranged, even though his family is in New York.

Their differences and differences, if necessary, could go on and on, but ...... It wasn't a successful date.

The music room band participated in a jazz competition, and at halftime, the lead drummer Turner handed over the score to Andrew, and let Andrew keep Turner has his own habits and quirks, if he leaves the score, he can't play, although every musician has to recite his own score, but Turner just can't do it, it's a healthy state, he needs a visual reference reminder.

Andrew casually put the score on the bench in the hallway, but the score was missing, and no one was sure whether it was an accident or Andrew's intention, but the result was that before he was about to take the stage, Turner panicked, and when Fletcher learned about it, he was furious, and Andrew seized the opportunity and became the lead drummer.

Turner and Andrew were not friends in the first place, but now they are directly enemies.

"Turner, what are you doing here? It's core training today, and I don't have time to train the benches. It was the first and last sentence that Fletcher would see at Turner in the next practice.

Andrew's life seems to have finally entered the situation of his dreams, but at home, he still can't find a sense of belonging and identity.

At a family gathering, Andrew is talking about his band, but all eyes are focused on Andrew's two cousins, one is a rugby player and the other is a top student. Their achievements are the focus of everyone's praise and attention, because they are the "winners" recognized by the mainstream of society, because the music industry is not a job at all.

They sneered at Andrew's accomplishments, but boasted about one of his cousins, Travis, who advanced by 93 yards in a football game over the weekend, so stark that Andrew couldn't help but complain, "It's only a third-tier event." ”

Division 1 is the highest division in NCAA competitions, and players in it have a 1 in 10 chance of becoming professional athletes, while Division 2 and Division 3 are even more hopeless.

However, the Shelfer College where Andrew attended is one of the top conservatories in the world.

Andrew's words made the atmosphere of the entire table freeze and stiffen instantly, and everyone looked at Andrew with shocked faces, but Andrew didn't know at all, "The Carlton University team, not even the second division, it's the third division." He was stating an objective fact, but he didn't know why they were so surprised.

Travis didn't speak.

Andrew's uncle Frank spoke, "Andy, do you have any friends?"

"Nope. Andrew also told the truth.

Frank said with a look of disdain, "Why?"

Andrew frowned slightly, and said in a teasing tone, "I don't know, I just don't see the use of friends." ”

"And who exactly do you hang out with?" Frank said aggressively, "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 is also not giving an inch.

Frank sneered, "So that's what you define as success?"

"I think being the greatest musician of the 20th century is a success in everyone's eyes. Andrew's answer didn't pause, and he responded by hitting the wall.

At this time, even Andrew's father Jim couldn't stand it, "After drinking/smoking/drugs, the family died at the age of thirty-four, which is not a success in my opinion." ”

Andrew stared at his plate without raising his head, cutting potatoes with a knife one by one, and even hearing the sound of the knife colliding with the porcelain plate, "I'd rather be ruined at the age of thirty-four because of alcohol/drug abuse, and become a topic of discussion at people's family dinner tables, than live to be ninety years old with a lot of red face, but no one remembers it at all." ”

"But your friends remember you, and that's the point. Frank seemed to grasp the sore foot and immediately continued.

Andrew's eyebrows were slightly raised, and the smile on the corner of his mouth looked at Frank with a thick mockery, "None of us are friends with Charlie Parker, that's the point." ”

Frank still refuses to show weakness, "Travis and Dustin have a lot of friends and goals. ”

Andrew's smile was still the same, and he looked directly at the two cousins opposite, and a sarcastic look slowly flowed from between his eyebrows, "I'm pretty sure that one day you will be able to become the president of the student council." ”

Dustin, who had been silent all the time, finally spoke, "Oh? So that's why you don't like us, and you think you're stronger than we are?"

Andrew looked at Dustin squarely and said with a blank face, "The reaction speed is good, practiced in Model United Nations?"

Travis didn't hold back either, "I can answer you." Do you think Carlton football is a joke? ”

Andrew lifted his chin slightly, showing his domineering and condescending attitude, "Those are four words you'll never hear from the NFL." ”

The NFL, the NFL, is every footballer's lifelong dream stage, just as Lincoln Center is to Andrew.

"Who wants dessert?" said the aunt sitting next to her, trying to break the ice.

Jim, however, was not used to seeing his son's appearance, and added, "Can you hear it at Lincoln Center?"

Andrew turned his head to look at his father, the light in those eyes gradually and gradually became cold, and the indifference and alienation in the waves opened the distance between the two people, and then a flash of anger and unwillingness to be humiliated flashed, he gritted his gums slightly, did not say anything, just took his plate, stood up, and turned away.

Jim sat still, holding his white wine glass, his expression becoming unpredictable.

Art is always like this, in the eyes of mainstream society, it is not life, there is no value worth pursuing.

After the dinner party, Andrew became more and more involved in the band training, and Fletcher arranged the repertoire for the next competition, when the drum kit had to challenge the highest level of 400 strokes, which is also the pinnacle of double swing technique, and he wanted Andrew to show his strength and level.

But before Andrew could rejoice, Fletcher continued, "Like you, I recently met another kid who was practicing double swings in the rehearsal room, so I'm going to give him another chance." ”

Before Andrew could react, Ryan's figure appeared in the practice room.