Big play bone

Take a deep breath!

Fletcher made a deep breathing action, let himself calm down, he turned his head to the other members of the band.

"Sorry, everyone. Har hate let everyone experience this, if you want to go to the large or drink, what is the best time, because these drummers can hit the accurate rhythm of fucking, no one is fucking Quick home! I am apologize to all musicians here. I am serious. Ten, twenty minutes, one hour. "

Then Fletcher turned around to see three drums. "Do you hear it? Dog scorpion." The eyes become fierce and cold, "You are best to give me a perfect four hundred hits. Comneri! Roll immediately to the drum in front of the drum! "

torment!

The next step is to suffocate, this is the case for the three drummers within the big screen, the same for the audience outside the big screen.

Andrew can't work, Turner; Turner is not good, Connell, Connell, Andrew.

There is a dead cycle between three drummers, everyone is more energetic, with themselves, with the opponent, with Fletcher, and drums with the shelf.

The body's torture has gradually reflected, everyone is sweating, as in the sauna, the sweat is completely treated, even the hair can drop the water, and the bad departure of physical strength makes the muscles become stiff; Worse, the tiger mouth and wrist began to have wear, dark red blood will drumstick, as the embroidery needle begins slowly penetrate.

The torture of the physical level is getting awareness began to be blurred, but it seems that it is not so terrible than the spiritual level. The worst thing is that the pain of the physical level is challenging the nerve, and the collision of the spirit is repeated Rejuvenate the last harmful reason. The torture caused by the double blow is that three drummers are broken.

Even other musicians, there is a mold room in the practice room. They can also faintly hear those roar, sultry and tight emotions begin to slowly spread, so that they have become like sitting in needles; Do you have all three drummers who are experiencing everything within the practice room?

They bathed in the Fletcher's cursing and humiliation, not what simple "dam" or "see ghost", but the real personal attack! What kind of race discrimination, what personality insults, what family friend, what politics is correct, completely lost the bondage of the bottom line and the border, Fletcher brings the spirit of the poor to be imagined, it is like a pair of giants, will Their soul tears a little bit.

The entire screening hall was in the scene, the kind of dull and hot suffocation was in the shackles of the big screen, so that every audience was in the same way, every second to watch the movie became a torment, truly Let people feel embarrassed, the impulse of the falling ruined begins to surging in the mind, the burning of the stomach continues to roll, every cell of the body is screaming.

The discomfort of psychology and physiology, at this moment, at this moment.

Then the audience looks at the mad Andrew, the burning sweat drops from the hair, and the light brown pupil seems to see the devil is in the claw; pale to the cheek without a blood, revealing a loss The collapse of the soul is like standing on the edge of the cliff. The devil hidden in the depths of the eyes is like it can be bundled at any time, torn away this bag, breaking the soil.

The feeling of shocking and fear is truly can't be cold.

"Devil ... Devil!"

This is the only idea in the minds of the audience.

Even if Fletcher screamed in the ear, even Fletcher turned to fight the utensils, even Fletcher lifted the military drum directly and threw away ... Andrew still stopped hitting, then you can see Going to the dark red blood can't control it. It flows out from the injury of the tiger, walking down, sweeping on the drum, Yin Hong Yinhong is like a plum blossoms.

In the reflection hall, some people didn't even hear it, and they had a fierce and wonderful, but the most terrible thing is that even the voice of the hammer is dead. It is only afraid that it is a little bit of sound. The object of La, anger, may also become an object of Andru, the devil's devourd.

The limits of illusory and reality are not important at this moment.

Finally, Andrew has won the chief position, and at this time, the time has pointed to two in the morning, and the whole competition has lasted for nearly five hours, and there is a late night of the devil dance.

However, the band has continued to practice, when you leave the practice room, all the band members have been mentally embarrassed, and the three drummers are even more so, but ... the game will be held at 5 pm this afternoon, Fle Three stress again, everyone must leave himself for at least two hours, absolutely don't be late!

But Murphy Law is the case, you are most worried about fear, often become a reality.

Andrew is not late, although the spirit is sluggish, he still caught up with the bus in time, but the tire of the bus did not expected the accident, panic, Andrew had to go down the bus, but stopped in a unknown On the place, there is no way to find a taxi on the street. He can only choose a car to rent a car and rush to the game.

Despite this, Andrew is still late.

Fletcher decided to hand over the chief position to Ryen Cornile, which made Andrew's emotions completely broke out, tight to the ultimate nerve, seemed to be altered at any time, even if Fletcher Andrew is also straightforward, stringing, strive for their rights

This fuck is my chief position!

1707 completely out of control

Fletcher and Andrew are facing it.

In the surprising eye, the beads of the beads were almost the horror atmosphere, Andrew came forward, according to the struggle, let go of their own chief position, "This is my position!"

"This is my position!" Fletcher hit back, "Who would I want to give you! Generally I will give a drumstick."

Andrew became realized that he had forgotten his drumstick, but his mouth said, "I forgot to be in the car. I will come back soon. Five minutes!"

"I started to warm up now." Fletcher is not close.

Andrew is still fighting, "I can use Ryan's drumstick ..."

"Naiman, the chief is not yours." Fletcher is not moving.

Recalling that I will suffer from five hours last night, Andrew refuses to pay, "No, I don't! You can't do this!"

"Can't it?" Fletcher opened a big mouth of the blood in the shark, "When did you become a ghost expert to tell me what should I do? You should do it? You see ghost flat chest match!"

Andrew ran quickly, face, "I won the position!"

"You have not won anything. My grass, you are really self-righteous!" Fletcher is still full of mouth, "You become the chief because you'll throw 'the score." Turner's score. "You can enter the music room is because when you are in the Nassing Band, I will tell you what I want!"

Double swing.

"am I wrong?"

Andrew had no way to refute, "No." But the words refused to retreat, "I am going to enter the music room because ..."

Ryan speaking interrupted Andrew's words, "Why can't you go?"

"Hey!" Andrew directly turned directly, his eyes brought to the red, "Rolling! Johni Utah Johnyutah), turn my music! !"