Actor's reincarnation

Chapter 73 Don't be crazy, don't survive

A man cannot be an animal, nor can he be a machine.

So it is impossible for 90.00% of the people in this world to do nothing but eat, drink, and sleep, just beat the dumb drum mat every day, mechanically maintain the same rhythm, the same strength, Practice boringly all day, day after day.

And even if people can stand it, the muscles can't stand it. Sixteen hours a day will really make people bad.

Da Liuer quickly thought of this problem, and offered to reduce the practice time to ten hours a day, divided into three sessions.

Although it was cruel, Su Yi refused.

He told Da Liu'er that it was still sixteen hours a day, but for every four hours, he would rest for two hours.

Da Liu'er didn't believe that Su Yi could do it at all, he said with a smile, "Okay, okay", but in fact, he was holding back in his heart to read Su Yi's joke, waiting for Su Yi to take the initiative to subdue.

So, for the first time in his life, Liu Er saw what a ruthless person is.

Su Yi really did it!
The backlog of anxiety and depression on the last set urgently needs a platform to let go of ideas for continuous release.

Because of the mental trauma caused by self-doubt and denial, it is also urgent for him to achieve catharsis and balance by torturing the flesh.

Playing the drums, without needing to use your brain, and torturing yourself in a tedious manner, is simply a "healing elixir" tailored for Su Yi.

The most important thing is that Su Yi was born with ruthlessness.

Be hard on yourself and be hard on others.

And he has no worries yet - any damage to this body will be repaired as long as he does not die and leaves the set.

So, make it!

On the first day, Su Yi broke a pair of drum hammers, his arms were swollen, his eyes were lost, and he was confused.

But he just persevered.

Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da...

The dull muffled sound lingered in the ears, and even when he fell asleep, he still drilled into Su Yi's ears.

Da Liu'er was very surprised, and there was a trace of admiration in his heart, and he said that no matter what happened in the future, he insisted on this day, and Su Yi was worth his thumbs up.

The next day, when Liu Er was still sleeping, he heard that Su Yi had started to play the drums again.

Then, under the unbelievable gaze of Da Liuer, Su Yi broke another pair of drum sticks, smashed the dumb drum pads, and persisted for sixteen hours again!

Every four hours, Su Yi stopped, drank water, went to the toilet, picked up food and devoured it, then fell back to sleep.

Two hours later, when the alarm rang, he got up in a hurry, slapped cold water on his face, and sat on the drum stool to start again.

If so.

On the third day, Su Yi broke two pairs of drum sticks and a dumb drum pad for [-] hours.

Day [-], same as above...

Day [-]...

Day [-]...

And then, the seventh day!

Da Liuer was completely shocked!

Although Su Yi seven days later described withered wormwood, unshaven beard, messy hair, and his clothes were sour and smelly like a rag that had just been wiped on the table, but at this moment, Da Liu'er looked at Su Yi as if he were looking at an immortal !

Seriously, Da Liu'er can't imagine that a person can really be so cruel to himself!
He was really shocked!

He couldn't imagine that if such a person was unsuccessful, what was the point of heaven!
Seven days!

Seven full days!

Su Yi's pair of arms were swollen and never disappeared!
The two forearms became black and transparent, and Da Liu'er felt pain when she looked at it, but Su Yi didn't seem to feel it.

On the fifth day, Da Liuer couldn't stand it anymore, so he went to the pharmacy to buy safflower oil. Before Su Yi was resting, he quickly rubbed the medicine on Su Yi, massaged it, and put it on with a hot towel.

Su Yi's food has also changed from the simplest fried cakes and rice bowls to a variety of meat, fruits, eggs and other nutritious meals.

He didn't feel bad for Su Yi, he just wanted to see how far this ruthless man Su Yi could go.

On the eighth day, Da Liuer still didn't let Su Yi play the real drum, and still let Su Yi play the dumb drum pad.This time, he adjusted the speed of the metronome to 80, and also let Su Yi play a single jump, which is 1234, around or so.

Still a week!
Su Yi persisted again!
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Da Liuer wouldn't have believed it, that someone could actually do such a boring thing without breaking down!

The third week, metronome speed 100, single jump, one week!
Then the fourth week, the metronome 60, double jump, which is 11223344, and play for another week!
Fifth week...

Sixth week...

It wasn't until the seventh week that Da Liuer freed Su Yi from the dull, dumb drum pads, and let him start learning to rub, play the snare drum, and play the kick drum, all of which are eighth notes.

In this way, it was another four weeks before I officially started to practice moving, moving, moving...

Su Yi completely lost the concept of time.

Practice for four hours, rest for two hours, practice again, rest again.

He had no concept of day and night, and just lived like this.

What about the first eight and the sixteen, the first sixteen and the sixteen, all kinds of basics, he practiced over and over again.

There was absolutely nothing in his mind, only moving and hitting.

In his ears, only the metronome of "didididi" kept ringing, and it was ringing in dreams.

In front of you, there will always be black soundproof cotton.

He didn't know how many sticks had been broken and how many heads had been broken.

He practiced day and night, without thoughts or emotions. He was really like an animal, like a machine.

In the end, even Da Liuer saw it.

Su Yi is intentionally punishing himself.

Otherwise, no one would really work so hard.

This is masochism at all!
Da Liu'er couldn't guess what happened to Su Yi, but he began to be afraid, began to be afraid.

He felt that Su Yi was like a devil, and he didn't want to teach any more.

So, when only the last week of three months was left, Da Liuer called out Su Yi, who was already stunned, from the drum set.

"Go take a shower, change clothes, and follow me."

"Where to?" Su Yi's eye sockets were sunken, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"You have graduated, congratulations, there is a graduation performance I arranged for you tonight!"

"Performance?" Su Yi's eyes showed a trace of confusion.

Memories flooded him.

He was suddenly completely awake.

Recalling the nearly three months of hard training that was almost self-abuse, and looking at his swollen limbs, Su Yi only felt overwhelmed with emotion.

"Okay, I'll go with you."

night.

Feasting and feasting, gongs and chips are staggered.

A guy with ponytail pigtails and pointed-mouthed monkey cheeks put on Big Liu'er's shoulders and said with a full mouth of alcohol: "Liu'er, for your face, I'll take care of this! Since you say he's doing a good job, I believe it. You! Let him replace you later, but the money..."

"Don't worry, I don't want any money!" Da Liu'er hurriedly said, "But I'll explain in advance that my buddy doesn't like to play with flowers, so I just play the rhythm."

In fact, it's not that Su Yi doesn't like playing with flowers, but that he doesn't know how to play with flowers yet.

He also asked Da Liu'er.

Da Liu'er said to him, "Brother, as far as you are doing now, when you really want to play with flowers, it is a natural thing. But don't be awkward when you don't want to play."

Snapped!
As soon as Xiaopi'er snapped his fingers: "It's fine if you can move it a few times, it's just three songs, and you don't need to play with any flowers, okay, let this buddy come on stage with me later. By the way, buddy, your name is what?"

"Explosives."

(End of this chapter)