Luo Yi's face gradually became unnatural as everyone stared at him like this.

In the end, it was Jiang Cheng who stood up and said that the filming was important and that we would discuss the rest later when we got back.

Pushing open the door, the group of people felt headaches at the sight in front of them.

The music classroom in Nuo Da was crowded with people, and many students who did not have classes crowded in to watch the fun.

At a glance, there are all youthful faces.

But at this time, it makes people feel slightly uneasy.

Chattering is inevitable in places with many girls, and the student cadres who maintain order are running around here and there, exhausted mentally and physically.

It wasn't until a female teacher in charge of lighting got angry that the situation got better.

Two cameras.

The one that can capture ghosts is in Jiang Cheng's hands, and the other one is carried behind Yu Wen's back.

Jiang Cheng held the camera, looked at everyone, and asked: "Am I coming, or are you coming?"

The tripod on the side has been set up.

No one reached out to take the camera, and no one answered the phone.

Everyone knows that Long Tao died after filming the chorus, using this camera.

Zhang Yinyin, who had regained consciousness, even secretly glanced at Jiang Cheng.

But the sharp-eyed Jiang Cheng discovered it.

He stretched his neck, stared directly at Zhang Yinyin, and asked in a measured tone: "Miss Zhang, do you want to give it a try?"

"No, no..." Zhang Yinyin waved her hands quickly, "I didn't."

...

Based on the experience last time, this time it went very smoothly.

The first three groups sang together quickly.

The final chorus... begins.

Yu Wen took off the camera bag she was carrying, took out another camera, then unfolded the tripod and placed it next to the first camera.

As the angle is constantly adjusted, all three groups of people are included in the shot.

The three groups of girls were shuffled and stood staggered on the chorus stage.

Looking from a distance, they look eerily like the same person despite their almost identical heights, hairstyles and clothing.

The singing is sometimes soft and beautiful, sometimes high-pitched and powerful. Under the guidance of the on-site conductor, the last transition ends and the chorus reaches its climax...

What is very different from the atmosphere on the scene is the atmosphere on the film crew's side.

Zhou Taifu's face turned pale. As he stared at the camera screen, his whole body couldn't stop trembling, "Where is the person...the person? Why is he missing?!"

The images displayed by the two cameras are exactly the same.

There are 48 people on the choir stage.

The extra person... is gone.

No, it's a ghost!

The ghost is gone.

Zhen Jianren gritted his teeth, grabbed the camera, turned and walked out the door.

The one he took away was the one that could capture ghosts.

The second rehearsal ended, and the students, as well as the teachers in charge of equipment, lighting, etc., also left one after another.

The moment they stepped out of the music classroom door, they couldn't help but notice that there was a camera pointed at them at the corner outside the door.

The explanation given by Jiang Cheng and others was that they wanted to collect some tidbits.

"Sorry to trouble you," Feng Lan dragged her tired body over after seeing off the last group of teachers who came to observe.

She first glanced at Luo Yi to confirm that he was still there.

Then he turned his attention to Yu Wen, "Miss Yu," her voice was a little strange, "can...can I have a few words with you alone?"

"If you have anything to say, just say it here," Yu Wen replied lightly.

"here......"

"Not available?"

"No," Feng Lan shook her head quickly. She first looked deep into the corridor and found that almost all the people were gone, and the few remaining people didn't notice it.

So he turned his head, lowered his voice, and said quickly with a mysterious expression: "Have you... been to the equipment center?"

Yu Wen's expression finally changed, but only for a moment before it returned to normal, "Yes, our equipment was stored there before coming here."

"You must not go there again," Feng Lan looked a little anxious.

"Why?"

When Zhen Jianren heard the mention of the equipment center, he couldn't bear it anymore. After all, he was a man who had been painted by ghosts.

"I don't know about this. Anyway, just don't go there anymore. People in the school are hiding there," Feng Lan said in a softer voice, "You have been there, and the school leaders will be unhappy if they know about it.

Yu Wen thought for a while and nodded, "I understand, thank you."

"Then I'll leave first, and you should go back and rest early."

"goodbye."

After Feng Lan walked away quickly, Zhen Jianren, as if unwilling to give up, picked up the camera and pointed it at Feng Lan's back.

Unfortunately, there is nothing unusual.

They filmed almost everyone present today, but they couldn't find the extra girl.

That ghost... seemed to disappear out of thin air.

Zhen Jianren's face became more and more ugly. He had been targeted by a ghost. Who knows, the next second, like Long Tao and the cheongsam girl, his jaw would be torn off by the ghost.

Yu Wen stood up at this time, looked at him and said, "Go back first, this is not the place to talk."

It's about 3pm now.

While it was still early, Jiang Cheng was clamoring to go to the canteen to eat.

At noon, he focused on the menu posted on the blackboard outside the canteen.

At 4 p.m., braised pork, black pepper steak, Sichuan-style shredded chicken, spicy duck head and other hard dishes are coming out one after another.

"You guys go and order," Zhen Jianren found a table and sat down.

His original intention was to buy some bread when passing by the supermarket to fill his stomach.

But Jiang Cheng advised him to keep an eye on it, as it might be his last meal.

Zhen Jianren's hand shook as he just picked up the chopsticks, and he almost dropped the chopsticks to the ground.

"You guys can eat," Zhen Jianren put down his chopsticks, "I'm not hungry."

Others also had something to eat, some didn't, and they just took a few bites, with worried faces on their faces.

It can be seen that only Jiang Cheng ate well during this meal. He ate two large bowls of rice, and finally packed an extra portion of dry pot duck head to take back as a late night snack.

"I really admire you," Zhou Taifu walked behind Jiang Cheng, almost crying with sadness, "How can you still eat at this time?"

Oddly enough, the disappearance of a ghost is more confusing than the appearance of a ghost.

"What does it have to do with ghosts whether I eat or not?" Jiang Cheng, holding a duck head in one hand and a large bucket of iced black tea bought from the supermarket in the other, retorted: "I eat for myself, I am growing, and

Not for ghosts to eat."

Zhou Taifu thought for a while and found no points to refute.

After waiting in the dormitory, Yu Wen stopped Luo Yi who was about to go back to the room.

When everyone looked at him quietly, Luo Yi's nervousness began to show again. He sat on the chair in room 406.

The chair was placed in the middle, surrounded by everyone.

Like animals in a zoo.

"I know what you want to know," Luo Yi sighed, "but you are going to be disappointed. There is nothing in the archives, just some old books and information."

"Just some books and information?"

Luo nodded, "Yes."
Chapter completed!