The girl nodded, turned and looked in the direction of the sound.
Then, hesitantly and apprehensively, he stretched out his hand.
The other hand seemed particularly active and held her hand vigorously.
As if being led by that person, the girl followed her footsteps and ran towards the distance.
The skirt is flying.
The sky is still blue.
The sun is still bright.
Another glorious day.
Bang!
The lights in the auditorium suddenly turned on, and a line of words appeared on the big screen!
Say no to campus bullying, starting from you and me!
!!!
After a brief silence, thunderous applause broke out.
At the judges' table, more than a dozen judges looked at each other, and the surprises on their faces were obvious.
The freshmen in the back row didn't come back to their senses for a long time.
Some girls cried with their eyes and noses red. I don’t know if they were still immersed in the depressing episode just now, or they were recalling the unpleasant memories that had happened to them.
There were also boys and girls who were stunned, with expressions of admiration on their faces.
While they were still limited to the love-love-you-love-me-I-love-him love thing, they had already jumped out and started paying attention to social issues.
What a pattern!
Shi Ruyan's face turned pale.
Pain filled the air, and when he lowered his head, he discovered that the palms of both hands were filled with tiny crescents.
Shi Ruyan folded his hands and held them.
Looking up again, he saw Ye Wan and three others standing in front of the judges' table.
“Whose inspiration?”
"Sister Wan. No, Ye Wan!"
Ji Chengming answered quickly and pointed at Ye Wan who was standing in the middle.
The white-haired Principal Mu was filled with admiration. He looked at Ye Wan, then at Jiang Ke'er. After a long while, he hesitated and said, "The starring role is Jiang Ke'er?"
When she was acting, she was a tool. She would do whatever Ye Wan asked her to do. Jiang Ke'er didn't even know what the effect would be.
But just now I stood on the side of the big screen and watched it again. At this moment, Jiang Ke'er's eyes and nose were red, and she looked like she had cried hard.
Completely forgetting that she was worried about her performance before going on stage, Jiang Keer sobbed and nodded, "Yes, it's... me! Hiccup..."
The judges laughed.
Principal Mu nodded, "Well done!"
On the side, Dean Qin from the directing department looked at Ji Chengming in surprise, "Did you shoot it?"
Ji Chengming nodded.
Then, he quickly handed the phone back to Ye Wan, "Sister Wan, your phone!"
Dean Qin raised his eyebrows, "It was taken with a mobile phone?"
???
Ji Chengming was a little confused, "I, I don't have a camera."
The future life is terrible!
As if he was afraid that the Photography Department would compete with him for a job, Dean Qin hurriedly marked the assessment book, stared at Ji Chengming with piercing eyes and asked, "You're not half-hearted, are you?"
???
Ji Chengming was confused again.
Ye Wan looked helpless and whispered back to the Chinese translator, "What does Dean Qin mean, you won't change your application to another department, right?"
"Oh... no, no, no, absolutely not!"
Ji Chengming shook his head quickly.
Dean Qin smiled.
The young man is very talented, but he is a little too immature!
On the side, the dean of the photography department let out a long sigh.
It's too late to start!
"Ye Wan..."
Hearing someone calling her, Ye Wan turned around and faced the gentle and handsome face of Emperor Qi Musen, "One of them is the director and the other is the lead actor. What about you? You won't just throw out one hand, right?"
From the beginning to the end, the only one who appeared in the scene was Jiang Ke'er, and she didn't show her face.
Until the last word "classmate", a hand appeared in the camera.
Thinking about it, it was only Ye Wan who came.
"yes."
"No!"
"no!"
Three voices spoke in unison.
Ji Chengming was about to speak hurriedly, but when he met Jiang Keer's glare, he said: Ladies first, understand?
Ji Chengming was startled for a moment.
Jiang Ke'er has already spoken: "The screenwriter, dubbing, and post-editing are all my sister Wan, right?"
Dubbing?
Thinking of the more than ten kinds of sounds in the short film, everyone was stunned.