1406 Moth to flame
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There was a muffled sound hidden under the skin. The band-aid was dyed dark red little by little, and then it was loosened suddenly, and the pain that followed slowly began to hurt. The ground tore open the wound, and instantly swarmed up like a tide, piled up on the chest, and exploded unreasonably..
Andrew still didn't give up.
He gritted his teeth and frowned, and all the muscles in his body were tense to the extreme, like a fully drawn round bow, which seemed to be completely broken as long as a little more force was added. That kind of precarious trembling made his His eyes were condensed, and a terrifying fierceness and determination burst out from the depths of his eyes, truly showing the madness that would rather be broken than destroyed..
But the tight muscles are causing the striking action to completely lose control. Let alone two hundred and eighty strikes, let alone one hundred and forty strikes. It is a complete mess, with no structure or technique at all. It's just a layman's random tapping, and even the most basic sense of rhythm has disappeared..
Andrew still didn't give up.
His whole body burst out with a stubbornness that would not look back even after hitting the south wall. The red thread in his eyes outlined a violent and primitive bloody aura, which made people shudder..
He was hitting, he was still hitting crazily, until the pain broke out completely, and his entire right hand was so stiff that he could not swing it, as if the pear blossom needles in a rainstorm were concentrated on the back of his hand, and his eyes were Finally he couldn't help but closed it tightly and withdrew his right hand. The heartbreaking pain made his jaw begin to tremble slightly..
He didn't speak, he just closed his eyes tightly, gritted his teeth, raised his head slightly, let the drumstick leave the tiger's mouth of his right hand, and stopped in mid-air, as if he was waiting for the pain to slowly subside..
There was silence in the entire practice room. Everyone held their breath and didn't even dare to move their fingers. They were afraid that any slight movement might break the tranquility of the scene - or they were worried that they might detonate a landmine and become that madman. vent object.
In the dead silence, Rooney noticed Renly's right hand.
He was controlling and trying his best to endure it. The muscles from his upper arms to his shoulders were tense to the extreme. You could even see blue veins protruding, as if the blood vessels might burst at any time. But even so, you could still see his fingertips. He was trembling slightly, and the extreme pain was slowly eating away at his willpower..
No blood could be seen, because the blood was hidden under the band-aid, but the piercing pain was clearly revealed in the tight muscles. Even bystanders could not help but frown, and did not dare to look directly..
In full view of everyone, Andrew lowered his head and slowly tore off the band-aid..
With gentle movements, the pupils spread bit by bit and bloomed in an instant. The extreme pain surged exponentially at this moment, and even the bystanders couldn't help but start to grin, unable to bear it. I was so frightened that I said, "Hiss!"”.
Damien looked restless and eager to try. He couldn't hold it any longer. On impulse, he wanted to step forward and grab the camera to take close-up shots. These pictures were too real and too exciting, and they were incompatible with the whole movie. The styles are so consistent that he can even picture in his mind the finished picture of the movie projected on the big screen. Every detail is so lifelike..
But Damien still suppressed the urge.
Because he knows that the current state of living as a madman is definitely something that can only be met but cannot be sought. This is true for actors, and it is also true for directors. Missed scenes can be reshot later, which is also the biggest advantage of the movie; but The missed state may never be regained once it is broken..
he needs to calm down.
Damien is always able to keep his composure during the professional part of filming a movie. No matter how impatient, urgent or excited he is, he can still hold his nerve..
Andrew tore off the band-aid, his pupils had completely dilated, and you could even hear the rattling collision of his clenched teeth, but he still did not flinch, instead a coldness and excitement burst out from deep in his eyes. , the obsessive madness leaked out in an instant, but disappeared in an instant, as if nothing had happened just now, it was just the illusion of the bystander..
This fleeting illusion made people shudder. The image of the twin little girls in "The Shining" came to mind..
Andrew pursed his lips slightly, a simple movement that revealed the taste of bloodthirsty. Then, he took out a band-aid again and reattached the wound; another band-aid covered the enlarged wound with double protection. The entire tiger's mouth lines have been soaked with dark red viscous blood.
After finishing the bandaging, Andrew raised his head again and held the drumstick tightly..
He needs to break through, he needs to control, he needs to relax.
But this is really not an easy task. Inexplicably, an Asian boy with black hair and yellow skin began to appear in his mind, lying on a snow-white hospital bed, lying quietly like this..
In a blink of an eye, the boy seemed to be tied up with white bandages, like a mummy, unable to move; in the blink of an eye again, the boy returned to his normal state, lying quietly on his back, sleeping like a sleeping beauty; and another blink of an eye. In the blink of an eye, he opened his eyes, and then he entered the body of the young man..
He tried to sit up, but then he found that he was tightly imprisoned in this body. No matter how hard he struggled, his body did not respond at all. Even his fingers and toes were completely stiff. The only thing that could move was his head. He reluctantly raised his heavy head, but he couldn't even see his toes..
Damn, damn, damn！
Inhale and exhale, inhale and exhale, repeat the breathing action over and over again - not a deep breath, just a breath, return to the normal rhythm of breathing, let your brain gradually calm down, and then, all those inexplicable scenes will disappear, Back to the real world again.
His eyes fell on Diao Cha.
I reviewed Buddy Rich's performance again in my mind, gently checked the rhythm with my head, relaxed my muscles as much as possible, and then... started hitting again..
Sweat dripped down his nose, and there were hot beads of sweat hanging on his eyelashes, but he didn't pay attention at all. He stared at Diao Cha with a burning gaze, and began to shake his wrist at a low amplitude and high frequency, touching it lightly with the drumstick. The clear sound flowed out like a ding-dong spring water..
The wrist frequency still increases rapidly.
But the stiff muscles refused to obey. As the speed increased slightly, the wrist and forearm began to shake, and the entire amplitude began to increase uncontrollably. The feeling of embarrassment and depression was like being tightly imprisoned in the young man's body. It was getting stronger and tighter, and the restraint was so tight that he almost couldn't breathe. If he didn't resist, he might be suffocated to death like this..
Even if I use all my strength, even if I struggle like a madman, my limbs and torso are still unable to move, I feel aggrieved, angry, depressed and sad. All the negative emotions are accumulated together, and they all erupt like a volcanic eruption. came out, so that the soul began to tremble slightly.
struggle, get rid of, fight.
Involuntarily, his stubbornness and paranoia began to drive all the muscles in his body to resist with all his strength. In order to tear apart the shackles of his body and spirit, he waved his limbs like a madman and fought to the end with all his might. , all the focus, all the energy has become a mess, completely lost..
Those eyes gradually became stiff, and they locked on the Diaocha in front of them with a terrifying gaze. The fierceness of life and death made them want to eat the Diaocha alive..
“country country, country country, country country country.”
The rhythm has been completely unbalanced, with no frame or structure. If jazz is an elegant waltz, then Andrew's current performance has evolved into a bloody boxing match. He and the drum kit are no longer dancing partners. relationship, but the two sides confronting each other. It is absolutely impossible to stop before the winner is determined..
He didn't close his eyes. He never closed his eyes. He just widened his eyes. A thick murderous aura rolled deep in his eyes. A sharp and violent aura flashed past. It was like a demon spreading its wings and casting a shadow, solid and solid. Andrew was completely wrapped up in it. The evil paranoia flashed through again, and was submerged in the violence like a violent storm..
No rhythm. No melody. No rules. No structure..
Andrew just hit the hammer blindly, without even seeing an end point. The frenzied temperament spread in the narrow space, and the hearts of every bystander shrank, and a sense of despair emerged in their hearts. The urge to run away is just to get away from this demon, lest my life will be in danger if I move a little slower..
But what's even more frightening is that their footsteps are nailed to the spot, unable to move. Even their fingers and chests have completely calmed down, and there is no sound at all. This strange silence and tranquility, in the chaotic dance of the demons The clattering sound became more and more weird and terrifying..
“Card！”
Damien couldn't help it anymore and shouted loudly, but he immediately found that his voice was stuck in his throat and could not come out at all. It was like a mosquito, completely drowned in the layers of noise. Amid the clattering sound, before he could even take a breath, his breath was cut off violently, and then he was wiped out like ashes..
Damien also froze on the spot, staring at Renly with dumbfounded eyes.：
He didn't stop, he still didn't stop, the violent violence burst out with a kind of tragedy and tragedy like a moth flying into a flame, it seemed that he was clearly burning his own life and blooming with light..
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