novellhall Chapter 374 Cracking!burst!Blast!
Chapter 374 Cracking!burst!Blast!
Chapter 374 Cracking!burst!Blast!
"All right, gang, 'whiplash'!"
Sitting in the position of the backup drummer of the top orchestra of the highest jazz institution, Ye Qin developed a strong self-confidence.
However, he was quickly rubbed on the ground mercilessly by JK Simmons.
"There's a little problem here, starting at 17 knots."
"It's not the rhythm I want, do it again."
"18-bar downbeat, okay, he'll do it again!"
As a newbie, Ye Qin practiced for the first time, knocking and tapping, but it was not as good as JK Simmons wanted.
"There is nothing wrong here, this teacher is deliberately punishing him."
"Of course, look at the expression of the main drummer. This teacher is looking for faults. I feel that Qin is not very good."
Under Damien's excellent camera movement and editing, the atmosphere of the band in the film is oppressive and dull, the swords are on the verge of breaking out, and a storm may come at any time.
Jk Simmons pressed on step by step, Ye Qin was like a trembling lamb, the sense of oppression overflowed the screen.
The audience felt uncomfortable and gradually felt suffocated, but they did not disagree that strict teachers make excellent students!
But soon realized that this girl is a perverted devil teacher.
Because of rhythm problems, JK Simmons threw a folding stool over angrily, regardless of whether it would hurt or not.
Ye Qin's hands trembled slightly, his psychological defense line was broken again and again, helpless and pitiful, looking around, the rest of the band kept indifferent and silent.
"Is the tempo fast or slow?"
"I do not know."
"Come and count the beat."
"Five six seven..."
"Count to four, hell, look at me."
"one two three--"
When Ye Qin said "four", JK Simmons slapped him, and the clear and clear slap resounded through the auditorium with thousands of people, and it sounded heavy and heavy.
In the picture, every time Ye Qin counted the beat, JK Simmons would slap Ye Qin in the face on the fourth beat.
"Snapped!"
"one two three four!"
"Snapped!"
"Now, am I playing faster or slower?"
"Soon." Ye Qin's left cheek was red and swollen, his whole eyes were slack and dazed, and he acted out that face that was slapped to the point of bewilderment.
Sofia Coppola covered her mouth, "Wow, it's really fanning."
Willem Dafoe shrugged and said, "It's not a big deal. His speed scenes, falling buildings, and martial arts scenes in "Quick Kill" are all performed by him himself, without any substitute. He is very dedicated and crazy."
The audience looked worried, and the elderly parents were all livid. They thought differently, and couldn't stand their children being tortured and humiliated like this.
And not just physically, but also spiritually.
"You are worthless, a waste without friends!"
"Now you know that I'm crying in front of the drum set, with a nine-year-old girl, this is the last time for him!"
Ye Qin was aggrieved and shed tears, but what he got in return was not that JK Simmons, the teacher of Zu'an, stopped to greet the household registration book, but insulted him more ruthlessly and sharply.
"Speak up!"
"almost."
It was only then that the audience realized that this was not a strict teacher, but a perverted devil-muscular teacher!
Just like the tormentor, JK Simmons continued to torment, constantly putting pressure on Ye Qin.
It's a tone idiot to laugh at him for not knowing the beat.
Laughing at him for being too slow is rubbish.
Laughing at him for not being good enough to be the main force.
Anger, struggle, madness, throwing himself into the drums that exploded into explosions.
Boom boom!
Ye Qin was like a spring, which was compressed and touched the bottom again and again, but he didn't fall down.
In the picture, he is sitting in front of the drum kit, shirtless, and the muscle lines of his whole body, against the light, are like sculptures, and every line is naked into the eyes of the audience.
Especially the gay man, he couldn't help exclaiming: "This oriental man is too sexy!"
"It's a pity that there is only the upper body and no lower body."
Chattering, whispering, his eyes were very energetic, all of them were not sleepy, staring at the screen tightly, Ye Qin's hormones were bursting.
France is the capital of romance, and Ye Qin is fascinated by French men and women.
He was beaten from morning to night, and when his hands were bleeding, he used a band-aid to cover them. If one was not enough, the wound cracked and bled, only two or three.
Even, putting ice cubes and ice water into the bucket, soaking the bloody hands in it, the water surface was suddenly blood red.
"Is this true too?"
Saoirse Ronan looked at Ye Qin in disbelief.
"Of course it's true." Ye Qin stretched out his hand, "You can touch it."
Saoirse Ronan subconsciously held Ye Qin's hand, rubbed the palm lines, and calluses really appeared on the tiger's mouth.
"Those pains, that kind of madness, you can hardly imagine how crazy Qin was on the set."
Damien couldn't help but praised: "He's really 'bursting'!"
Saoirse Ronan blinked her light blue eyes, and felt Ye Qin pull his hand away from her. She suddenly realized, why did she hold it by accident?
"Boom boom boom, ding ding ding..."
Ye Qin on the screen is like a madman. It is obviously a jazz movie, but it is burning strangely. Every sound of drums is like a torturer. The protagonist breaks through again and again, in exchange for a stronger protagonist.
The truly outstanding people are all forced out by themselves!
The movie fans were in awe, they seemed to see a lunatic like Nietzsche, carrying out "what cannot destroy me, will make me strong!"
They understood that the more they agreed with Ye Qin, the more they hated JK Simmons. He was not only a pervert, but also a bastard of PUA students, who tortured students and even forced them to death.
"You're everything, Fxuk you, Fletcher!"
Ye Qin finally broke out, raised his fists and beat JK Simmons hard, anonymously reported him to get out, and the dignified music conductor could only play a trio in a small bar.
Suddenly, the audience cheered, and the oppressive and dull atmosphere suddenly became cheerful.
"That's right, I would have knocked him down long ago."
"Happy education is good education. This kind of devil-tortured education only cultivates machines, not people."
"This kind of teacher should have reported to the school committee long ago!"
Criticism comes one after another, and it is impossible to shake Jk Simmons in the movie. He never admits his mistakes, because he believes in:
"The most harmful sentence in English is 'good job'!"
What he did at Schaefer was to push students to push their limits.
In the bar, the master and apprentice met again and told each other frankly.
"I've never met a Charlie Parker."
"Don't you think the way you are, the next Charlie Parker will fall?"
"No, the next Charlie Parker will never be discouraged."
The eyes of the two faced each other, and the two men with similar personalities exuded a strange and blurred feeling under the dim light.
"Wow!"
The rotten girl and Lily below have already drawn countless small blue books in their minds, and they can't wait to go to AO3 to write a doujinshi:
"Andrew Chin and Fletcher's Forbidden Love"
"Under the drum set, they are in love with each other"
"Applause for Love, Play Drums for Love"......
If Ye Qin knew that the noises erupting from the auditorium were all about flirting, he would be absolutely stunned.
Saoirse Ronan asked quietly, "Who is Charlie Parker?"
JK Simmons replied: "Genius jazz musician, famous trombonist."
Ye Qin murmured: "No, Simmons, don't use the word genius to kill a hardworking person!"
………………
The movie lasted for more than 1 hour, and it has reached the final climax.
The two teachers and students seemed to settle down in the bar and understood each other. JK Simmons even invited Ye Qin to participate in the music festival as the drummer of the band.
There will be countless big names, music critics, jazz musicians, etc. present. A blockbuster will surprise you, and a fall may ruin your life.
"Does this concert look like our Cannes?"
Gilles Jacob stroked his snow-white beard and chatted with Zhang Guoshi and Gong Huang about the movie.
"How old is Qin?"
"25 years old." Gong Huang said.
"The same age as the director of "Mummy", Xavier Dolan!"
Gilles Jacob smiled and said, "It's really an age full of vigor and vigor. They have passed the impulsive arrogance of adolescence, and gradually calmed down, unlike middle-aged people who tend to be conservative and lack vigor."
"It's not like me, old guy, old-fashioned."
"You have been at the helm of Cannes for more than 30 years, and Cannes has become more and more prosperous in your hands."
Zhang Guoshi said with relief, "Why don't you continue and choose to retire?"
"I don't want to die on the red carpet."
Gilles Jacob twirled the ring on his finger, "This year's Cannes will be my curtain call and also the opening ceremony for young people. It will be very exciting and lively."
"Emperor Gong, is Qin the most promising young filmmaker in your Chinese films?"
Emperor Gong said with a hint of sadness, but his tone was firm: "That's right!"
While talking, Ye Qin on the screen, sitting in front of the drum set, was at a loss and panicked.
JK Simmons is going to destroy Ye Qin!
What he was given was the wrong sheet music, which made him at a loss like a fool on stage, unable to follow the rhythm and melody of the band at all. After this battle, Ye Qin's dream of being a great drummer was completely shattered!
"Too despicable."
"It's not a settlement at all, it turned out to be a conspiracy."
"He's going to destroy this young man."
The audience felt displeased, seeing Ye Qin step down from the stage with a face full of frustration, and was greeted by his father Zunlong's hug, but in an instant, under the heavy pressure, they didn't know that the boat was overwhelmed and the beast came out of the cage.
Ye Qin took the stage again, exceeding JK Simmons' expectations. What was even more unexpected was that he leapfrogged to command the entire band.
The drummer is the conductor of the band, the soul.
Now, this soul is burning with rage.
Ye Qin's hands and feet were fighting vigorously with his whole body, he was fighting rapidly, and he was fighting vigorously.
Kick drums, snare drums, tom drums, rhythm cymbals, and hi-hats welcome the storm.
The rushing drums are like a shower, the swinging arms are like a whirlwind, the fierce pedals are like an earthquake, and the colliding cymbals are like electric light.
As soon as Ye Qin knocked, he became ruthless, lost his feelings, and died!
The scene exploded, like the sky falling apart, like hundreds of stones being knocked up by strong earthquakes, dancing wildly in front of him.
The audience's eyes, heartbeat, and emotions were all involved in this mighty jazz storm, and their adrenal hormones surged.
The blood at the mouth of the tiger continued to flow wildly, and the blood dripped on the drums and cymbals. Even the audience who had not been exposed to jazz, under the madness of Ye Qin's wild bee dance, their blood boiled and their scalps became numb.
Break through, break through again.
Under the wrong education policy and high-pressure environment, the next Charlie Parker was born!
After the music ended, the sound disappeared, the scene was dark, and everyone was silent. In less than a while, the movie theater with thousands of people exploded!
The noisy voices all converged on one word, "Qin".
"Qin!"
"Qin!"
"Qin!"
At this time, Gilles Jacob said with a smile on his face: "Emperor Gong, I'm afraid he is not only the most promising young filmmaker in China, but also one of the most promising young filmmakers in the world!"
Thank you book friends for your monthly tickets and recommendation tickets.
(End of this chapter)