Four hundred.

Andrew finally achieved the perfect 400 hits, his whole person is like a volcano ready to go, the majestic and surging power continuously erupts from the depth of his body, the intensive drumming is like a storm in the whole performance hall, and his faces show the brilliance of concentration and devotion.

But it's still not the end.

After the hand speed reached 400 blows, the turbulent force was still erupting continuously. Then, after the storm, there was a hurricane like storm. The force became stronger and stronger, and the sound of the sound became brighter and clearer. Then, Andrew entered the stage of full-scale outbreak

left hand. one 's right hand. Right foot.

A whole set of drums began to play, and each part has been played to the extreme. The drum and the click came like a tsunami, crossing and surging with each other, connecting with each other, but independent of each other. They whirled vigorously and kept the peak state of 400 hits. Even the rain hitting the beach can not describe the soul baptism at this moment.

Baptism.

This is the most appropriate word. The whole person is completely bathed in the airtight drumming. The eardrum, heart, blood vessels and skin can clearly feel the strong blow penetrating. It is penetrating into the soul bit by bit. It is like a summer storm, mixed with the smell of water, soil and torrential rain, All the pores have been opened, but still unable to breathe.

Fletcher opened his mouth and stood in the same place.

Andrew did it. He not only reached 400 hits, but also mastered 400 hits. The pouring down drum beat really brought the essence of the drum to the extreme. His talent and talent showed unreservedly, which was amazing!

He saw Charlie Parker, he saw buddy rich. Although it is not mature enough now, the vigorous vitality and vigor endows the drummer with more spirituality. It turns out that this is the so-called perfection, the so-called peak, and the so-called peak!

Fletcher's inner struggles and difficulties gradually subsided, completely disappeared, and his shoulders drooped slightly, revealing a touch of depression and decadence. The whole person is a little numb.

Because he knew that Andrew had completely got rid of the reins and shackles, and he could no longer control him. On the contrary, he is witnessing the rising of a rising star, guiding the beginning of a legend, and participating in the creation of a history.

When the king abdicates and gives up his throne to his successor, he will become the end and starting point of a period of history.

Fletcher slowly straightened his back again. All the sadness and bitterness were temporarily put aside. Joy and madness filled his chest again. Perhaps, this was the highlight of his whole career. Among the students who came and went, he finally found his own "Charlie Parker".

This is perfect!

In his ecstasy, Fletcher became cautious, fearing that his every move would disturb Andrew's drumming rhythm. He carefully observed Andrew, and then saw that the force exerted by Andrew's left drumstick was slightly out of control. After continuous intensive percussion, he suddenly added a heavy punch, and the left side of the drumstick was simply crooked.

So forgetful that it's a little out of control. Now Andrew has entered a new realm.

Fletcher bent his knees, let his body disappear in Andrew '.

Andrew is still concentrating on beating. It seems that the pain and crack in his muscles start to spread again. But this time, it's not limited by his talent, but the extreme of the drummer. If he continues to speed up and work hard, his hands will be destroyed completely. He raises his jaw to meet Fletcher's eyes.

The light brown eyes were shining, without arrogance and complacency, but reflected the waves of the golden halo on the scene. The pure and focused look was bursting out with a strong self-confidence, which completely took over the whole scene.

However, the depth of the eye is still with young people's immature and astringent, the lack of experience is highlighted at this time.

Fletcher didn't speak or show any expression. He just raised his right hand and began to press down gently, indicating Andrew to slow down the rhythm slowly. At the same time, his jaw converged. There was appreciation and recognition in his eyes. The frustrations and sharpness seemed to have disappeared.

Andrew's drumming began to slow down. His strength and speed relaxed, and he began to reduce the frequency. The whole person gently exhaled a long breath, but his drumming posture still did not relax. The whole person began to maintain a good basic posture. The drumming slowly calmed down, just like the last ray of the setting sun, slowly disappeared at the junction of the sea and the sky.

Fletcher grinned, nodded, and pressed his right hand slightly down, again appreciating Andrew's control.

"Dong Dong Dong Dong Dong."

Andrew's two drumsticks are hitting the jazz drum, and the bright sound can clearly feel the weakening process.

"Dong Dong Dong."

"Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong

"Dong. Dong. Dong. Dong

"Dong... Dong..."

The sound and rhythm are slowly dissipating in the air. It seems that even the drum surface has stopped shaking, leaving only hot sweat flowing on the surface of the skin. A touch of steam and curling from the sauna room is dense. The strength is finally relaxed, and the muscles are finally relaxed. However, Andrew and Fletcher still do not lose their attention, and their eyes are still intertwined, The two remained highly concentrated.

"Dong..."

When the drum is about to disappear, it's like the last ray of halo left on the vast sea. Fletcher's right hand turns over, palm up, and then begins to close his fingertips, slowly signaling Andrew to lift the drum up again. The steady and powerful drum is as cool and transparent as jumping into the blue sea and blue sky in hot summer, The power of piercing clouds and cracking rocks solidifies into a bunch of sound, steadily surging around and around the halo.

Fletcher also raised his left hand to signal a little more, a little more, a little faster, a little faster, and a little stronger, a little stronger.

In just two eight beats, Andrew's hands pushed the drum to the top again, and entered the world of 400 beats again without any obstacles.

Among the incessant and violent drumming, the first is the dull sound of the bottom drum, the second is the crisp sound of the hanging, and the third is the bright sound of the cymbals. The whole beating is like flowing water, so that every audience can clearly feel the rhythm of their heart beating violently in their chest.

Involuntarily, everyone straightened his waist, opened his shoulders, and stretched his neck. The rising excitement was like a ray of residual light. However, the ray of light was not the setting sun, but the morning light. It brightened up bit by bit, tearing the cover and bondage of the night, and the blockade and dullness of the night, Then in a flash... All the light poured down, and the whole world became bright.

That kind of excitement and excitement, that kind of joy and agitation, in the blood of the crazy Pentium up.

Andrew's eyes are still bright with that concentration and devotion. His facial muscles and shoulder muscles are tense, but his expression is particularly relaxed and enjoyable. It seems that he has begun to roam and soar in the drums. Then he can see that the light in his eyes is getting brighter and brighter, and even the spotlight is beginning to fade.

His jaws and fingertips began to crack again.

Little by little the blood and little by little the sweat sprinkled down, beating on the drum face and the sharp face, like the crystal beads rolling on the lotus leaf, wonderful, reflecting the different halos of the golden sun, blooming one by one, all of which fell on Andrew's eyes.

Joy is bubbling.

He touched it, he really touched it, and he hugged it with open arms. That's what he longed for, that's what Fletcher had been searching for, that's what Charlie Parker and buddy Ricky had. Now, he's finally reached that kind of pleasure and comfort, that kind of free will and enjoyment, Let the whole world radiate a completely different colorful.

This is perfection.

Even if the soul is torn, even if the world is broken, even if the universe is destroyed, he does not care, because at this moment, he has perfect.

The smile on the corner of his mouth rose little by little, just like the black lotus blooming in the golden world. The blood and flame were lingering, and it seemed that he was burning vitality. But he didn't care, but he was completely immersed in it.

Suddenly, the drum stops.

After reaching the peak, with a double-click, all the sounds stopped suddenly. Andrew looked at Fletcher, Fletcher looked at Andrew, and their eyes surged quietly in the air. There was no language, no communication, or even no movement. But just one look was enough, deep in each other's pupils, They all find their own perfection.

Yes, it is.

Even if we die now, there is no regret about the perfection.

The corner of Fletcher's mouth showed an unprecedented sweet smile, while Andrew's pupil showed an incomparable bright light, a breath, a pause, a look, and... A smile, and then the resonance began to roar in his mind. Finally, Fletcher dropped his hands heavily, and the whole band's performance burst out, At the same time there was Andrew's drumbeat of the approaching storm.

Boom. Boom.