1339 Mindless
Johansen was a little out of sorts. His chin was slightly drooped. It was not an exaggeration, but he could not close it. The astonishment, shock, surprise and confusion on his face slowly lingered, lingering and unable to be restrained..
In sight, Renly was sitting alone in the practice room. There was a dumb drum in front of him, leaning against it with his body. The metronome next to him was clicking. He was holding drumsticks in both hands and was concentrating on practicing. Among them; moreover, it is not some difficult exercises, but the most basic sixty.
Not fast or slow, not in a hurry, steady and powerful.
It can be clearly felt that Renly is adjusting his drumming strength and movements. Through subtle adjustments of his wrists, fingertips and body, he maintains a more even and stable continuous power output during the beating process, ensuring that every time The hitting tone is fuller and the sound quality is thicker.
This is a very difficult and boring exercise process.
While practicing, you must maintain a high degree of concentration, capturing the sound of the metronome and the sound of your own drumming. While ensuring the correct rhythm, you must also identify the difference in drum beats caused by changes in your own strength and control, and then perform Make detailed adjustments little by little.
Because of this, you can only practice with the most basic sixty. Once the speed increases, the loss of details will become rapid and complicated, making it difficult to make accurate judgments, let alone local details adjustments. Of course, after the basic skills are completely solid, you can slowly increase it to 100 or 120 to further deepen your control; then, the difficulty will be increased bit by bit..
Not to mention amateurs, even true professional drummers, there are only a handful of people who can calm down and slowly polish their skills. Johnson himself has experienced such a stage, and he knows it better than anyone else. Boredom and boredom, pain and torture can easily make people collapse.
What's more, nowadays, the entire society is becoming more and more irritable. It is really not an easy task to polish the basic skills down-to-earth..
But now, Renly Hall？
Johansen's first reaction was, is there a camera recording next to him? This could be a reality show, or a documentary, where Renly is putting his learning process on display and once again becoming part of an image-building process, all about publicity and commercial gain.，
Up and down, front and back, left and right, Johnson searched in a circle, but could not find any clues..
“Is your neck uncomfortable? Why are you twisting your head like a psycho? In other words, drinking alcohol has already started before nightfall.？”
A joking voice sounded in the corridor. Johnson looked away in panic, turned his head and looked over. He noticed the person and breathed a sigh of relief. "Laura, do you know about this? Someone rented this room." The practice room? Or did he just break in when he saw no one was there? Wait, what happened?？”
Johnson was a little incoherent, and his words of inquiry had no central content. He just threw out all the questions at once, but he didn't know what he was asking..
Lara- Frost is a student at the New York University School of Music and an officer of the student union. Lara knows all about the rental of practice rooms in this teaching building and is sometimes responsible for the schedule. and schedule arrangements, now is the perfect time to be the subject of inquiry..
“who? Laura took half a step forward, stuck her head out and looked over, "Oh, Renly?" Hey, don’t you know? If I remember correctly, isn't he taking your class now? I thought it was your instructions and requests..”
Laura showed an unexpected look, but she explained kindly, “Now, in addition to the fixed classes every day, he has also booked four hours of practice room time, two hours in the morning and one after the afternoon class. two hours.”
What? Johnson was completely stunned. No matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't find a suitable and accurate answer. He subconsciously blurted out, "Why?"？”
Yes, why?？
“Ha, I also asked Renly this question the day before yesterday." Laura laughed happily, "He half-jokingly said that he was preparing to take the Juilliard School exam, but found that his talent was not enough, so he decided to rush for a try. Hope to be able to succeed in the entrance exam. He is really a humorous guy, isn't he?？”
Later, Laura noticed the surprised expression on Johnson's face, and she immediately interpreted it, "Don't you think? Or is it that same-sex repulsions? Every time I talk to Renly, he is very kind and approachable. I asked We asked him about some of his comments about stage performance and he gave interesting feedback. It’s a pity that he needs to focus on practice and our conversation was too short, otherwise there should be more to gain..”
Johnson felt that his brain capacity was a bit insufficient. There were so many unexpected parts that he didn’t know where to start being surprised and where to start asking..
“……Four hours a day? "After holding it in for a long time, Johnson finally blurted out his first idea..
Laura nodded in affirmation, “Four hours a day.”
Johnson suddenly felt a shameful anger.
Every day, Renly worked overtime to train, but never said it out loud; then every time he went to class, he continued to emphasize the basic skills, educating Renly from a superior position; finally, Renly's variable-speed drum practice showed this Excellent, even perfect. He thought it was his own credit, but it was not..
Seven consecutive days of mute drum practice, and eight hours of mute drum practice every day. This level of professionalism and devotion is absolutely appalling. For any beginner, it is.
“He did it on purpose." Johnson's thoughts broke through the shackles of reason and exploded, "I secretly practice extra every day, and then perform well in class, consciously humiliating me and making me look like a clown. , chattering non-stop there, and he was watching my jokes. He did it on purpose.！”
“This is a show, a show! God! Even in life, there is no trace of reality. He is just a performer from the inside out. He is just looking forward to this scene, right? Expecting someone to marvel, expecting someone to be ashamed, expecting someone to once again express how tall and glorious his image is！”
Johansen didn't know what he was talking about. He just poured out all his thoughts and kept talking..
Laura was stunned for a moment. There was no warning or context for Johnson’s outburst..
She had no idea what happened between Johnson and Renly, and she didn't know what Johnson was referring to behind his words, but after hesitating for a moment, she still expressed her thoughts, "...Johnson, although It's very rude to say this, but the fact is that you and I are nothing. We have no meaning and are not important to Renly. There is no need for him to deliberately target you or me, and there is no need for him to make a fight for us. Show, we are not as important as we think.”
Johnson's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at Laura with great anger..
Laura raised her hands in a gesture of surrender, indicating that she meant no harm, but she still insisted on her opinion and said, "What's more important is that Renly learned the drums and practiced all the basic skills voluntarily. In order to be brave and competitive, I spent eight hours here learning drums..”
“I don't think Renly is such a person, and he doesn't have to. If he wanted to target anyone, I think it would be an extremely simple thing given his current position." Laura shrugged, Said lightly.
But there is one sentence left unsaid: neither she nor he is an important role. There is no need for Renly to target them in a big way. Any achievement or work is enough to make them breathless..
After all, I still didn’t say this sentence because it was too hurtful and too true..
“But...but..." Johnson didn't know what he was insisting on. He just felt a surge of anger and irritability that was uncontrollable. He tried to vent it out, but it was stuck in his throat. The hot The feeling of suffocation became clearer little by little, and it was almost about to explode..
Laura didn't want to continue arguing, and showed a polite smile to Johnson, "I still have something to do, let's talk another day." After saying that, Laura turned and left, walked to the corner of the corridor, and she He paused and added, "By the way, don't worry about the equipment and lights. Renly will take care of them before leaving.".”
Then, walked away.
Johnson stayed where he was, with turbulent emotions rushing left and right, unable to find an exit..
At the end, his eyes fell on Renly through the window; Renly was still immersed in the practice, concentrated and undistracted, without any interruption, and his focused eyes were completely immersed in the world of basic skills. .The entire practice room forms a small world, isolating everyone else..
It’s all about basic skills and only basic skills.
This made Johnson feel extremely insignificant. As Laura said, they had no meaning or weight to Renly; and his fussing only made him look more humble and stupid. That feeling A sense of shame and shame swept through the soles of the feet, and the entire scalp began to feel numb, so that the limbs were slightly numb..
Sure enough, Renly is an impossible person to like..
If he could, he wanted to wave his fists right now, give Renly a lesson, break that perfect face with one punch after another, reveal the true face hidden under the mask, and put all his negative emotions away. Let it all out.
But this was just a fantasy. So, he turned around and left in stride.
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