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Fletcher couldn't believe his eyes. A drop of clear tears slowly slid down Andrew's cheek, revealing a sense of grievance and vulnerability, but he stubbornly refused to turn his head. The long and thick eyelashes gently covered him, and he was I try hard to protect myself, but I feel pity for him, which makes people feel a sense of sympathy involuntarily..
But the question is, why should he sympathize with a loser?？
After the absurdity reached the extreme, I couldn't help but burst into laughter. A real smile. The smile that had never been shown before was now sincerely raised. It was ridiculous and funny, so that the whole person laughed lightly, lightly. He shook his head slightly and sighed, "Oh, my dear God.”
Those gentle words showed a completely different side, but even more reflected the cruelty and coldness just now..
Fletcher couldn't help but frowned, a little disgusted and a little curious, as if he had seen something new. He frowned and looked at it carefully, then stepped back slightly and seriously asked his curious question, " Are you the type who sheds tears without leaving a trace?？”
Andrew raised his right hand, wiped away the tears on his cheeks, and lowered his eyelids to hide his embarrassment. He knew, he knew that it was too late to cover up now, but what else could he do? ? What should he do? He couldn't control himself, he was completely helpless and it was a disaster.
Fletcher's eyebrows stretched again and his eyes widened, "In your eyes, do I look like a damn double rainbow?"？”
The two sentences before and after are mocking those specific people who are easily moved, shed tears, and are easily satisfied. As long as they see a double rainbow, they are like seeing a unicorn, crying with joy, but in the eyes of others - at least in Frye's eyes From Toru's point of view, they are a group of people who live in their own world, who are extremely pretentious and artificial..
Fletcher's words stung Andrew severely. He tried to regain his composure, but Fletcher did not give him a chance..
“You must be feeling very uncomfortable. Are you feeling uncomfortable now? "Fletcher pressed forward step by step, and the bloody storm enveloped him again..
Andrew gritted his teeth, held his breath, and tried to answer in the strongest way, "No." But the slightly trembling lips revealed the fluctuations in his heart, and the slightly red eyes revealed the grievances in his mind. The fear inside had overwhelmed him, and he had to open his mouth and breathe heavily. The suffocating feeling of drowning made him extremely embarrassed..
“No? So you don't take it seriously at all, right? "Fletcher's words were like a dagger, piercing into Andrew's chest, leaving no room for maneuver..
Andrew had to turn his head and tried to meet Fletcher's gaze, but he didn't dare to raise his head. Just a glance was enough to severely suppress his shoulders. Now he doesn't even dare to lift his chin. That kind of timidity His back was completely crushed, and he defended himself like a dying struggle, "I care."……”
Fletcher did not let Andrew finish, but directly cut off the words, "Then are you feeling uncomfortable? Yes, or no？”
How should he answer? yes? Or not? What is the correct answer for him? think! think! But my mind was so messed up that I couldn't think at all, and couldn't even find a clue.！
Andrew's precarious and fragile emotions were once again on the verge of collapse. He was forced into a corner by Fletcher, unable to turn around or breathe. He could not think, so he could only subconsciously lower his head slightly and express his agreement. The urge to collapse made him He pressed his lips hard. Only in this way could he avoid crying directly..
“Yes, it's hard for you." Fletcher concluded..
Andrew nodded unconsciously, and a murmur escaped from the corner of his mouth, "Yes..”
“Speak out." Fletcher still refused to give up..
This forced Andrew to the corner, or the edge of the cliff. It seemed that he could feel the danger of the strong wind. His life was being threatened. He opened his mouth, but the grievance and sadness came up all at once, and his voice was like Being blocked in this way, he could only slowly squeeze out a hoarse voice from the depths of his throat, exposing all the innocence and unwillingness in his heart, "I feel very uncomfortable.".”
Fletcher still didn't let go and shouted louder, "Louder so that everyone can hear you.".”
Andrew only felt that he was naked, without dignity, pride, and confidence. He was exposed in front of everyone at a loss, but he had no choice. He raised his head slightly, but his neck and shoulders were as stiff as stone. Usually, you can't lift it up at all. You can only turn your body slightly awkwardly, grit your teeth, use all your strength, and say loudly, "I feel very uncomfortable."！”
“louder！”
“I! very sad！”
“Louder！”
“I'm so sad! "After roaring, the tears burst out again. There was a thick nasal sound in the voice, and the eyes were filled with hazy and hot tears. He was like a lost five-year-old child, standing at a huge crossroads, at a loss. But Fletcher didn't make it easy.
The moment Andrew roared, Fletcher's face transformed in an instant, and all the traces of disguised gentleness disappeared, and he once again became a bloody and brutal Tyrannosaurus Rex, destroying Andrew's last life with full firepower. A trace of dignity, not even a bottom line left.
“You are just a piece of shit with no prospects, no value, no friends. When you were a child, your mother found out that her partner was not the great Eugene O'Neil, so she abandoned you and your father and left. , when he grew up, he went to my drum set and cried and blew his nose like a nine-year-old girl, so he said it to me one last time, louder.”
Before the rehearsal, Andrew and Fletcher mentioned their families, their mother and their father. Unexpectedly, it would now become a weapon for Fletcher to attack him, and even his mother became a prop to rub salt into the wound..
Andrew had completely collapsed, with tears streaming down his face, runny nose, his whole cheek turned red, and the left side of his face was even swollen. He felt like he had just experienced the confusion and embarrassment of being insulted. In the face of the pretense of strength that he could barely maintain his emotions , looking more and more cowardly and timid, he clenched his fists, clenched the drumstick tightly, and the muscles all over his body were tense to the extreme, like a volcano erupting in anger, and he used all his savings in a mighty way. All the energy is released.
“I! very! Disaster! Pass！”
The mouth was opened to the extreme, as if his life was hanging by a thread and he was calling for help, transmitting his own voice while drowning..
But after he finished shouting, the tears on his face made him even more embarrassed and humble..
Fletcher stood up straight and looked at Andrew with disdain and contempt, like looking at an ant falling into the dust. He even thought it was too wasteful to spit on him, and walked back step by step. , said calmly, "Karl.”
This is a call to the original lead drummer Carl Turner.
Karl stood up and came to Andrew's side, preparing to take his place.
Andrew sat there in a daze. The sadness and despair was like witnessing the collapse of a world with his own eyes. It was grand and magnificent, spectacular and tragic. His shoulders, his head, and his hands all relaxed. Finally, He spit out a breath, and then his whole body fell apart like this, without even a trace of life..
Crushing, crushing completely, crushing without any room or warmth..
“Start practicing hard now, Neiman." Fletcher had long since regained his composure and calmness. With his back to Andrew, he said a word in an understatement, then returned to his conductor score, adjusted his breathing, and continued to give orders. , entered the daily training again, "'Whiplash', 125 bars, adult rhythm, five, six, seven... go.”
It's as if...as if nothing happened just now.
Andrew stood up, gave up his position to Karl, and sat back in his original position. All confidence, pride, and self-esteem had been completely crushed into dregs, and nothing was left..
Now, Andrew couldn't raise his head at all. Even when he stood up and offered his seat, he kept his head bowed deeply, as if there was a heavy mountain on his shoulders. Every step was so heavy that it was enough to Deep holes were left on the ground, but this still could not relieve Andrew's inner suffering..
He just sat quietly on the substitute seat next to the drum set, with his head hanging down. There was no sadness, no anger, no annoyance, or even fluctuation. Even the teardrops on his eyelashes and corners of his eyes were not wiped away. In a state of calm numbness, it seemed that he had tried to control the pain. He just sat there with his soul out of his body. Even when the performance started again, he was not in the mood to listen..
Time and space seem to have stopped for Andrew.
If anyone is curious about what it would be like to have a mental breakdown when the world is destroyed, Andrew in front of you is the best example..
The air in the entire rehearsal room was frozen, no one spoke, and no one moved. The silence was making everyone stiffen. Even their fingers did not dare to move easily, lest they become "Tyrannosaurus Rex" "The fear and astonishment of the other dead soul under its claws was spreading rapidly, so much so that Damien even hesitated..
The entire scene had been filmed, but Damien still looked left and right. After hesitating for a while, he cautiously raised his voice and shouted, "Card.".”
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