"You don't think..." Those are all materials found online, right?
As soon as the words came to his lips, he paused.
Jiang Keer thought it was better not to say anything.
Sure enough, Dean Wu of the Broadcasting Department looked at Ye Wan with burning eyes, "If I counted correctly, there are 9 human voices and 10 prop sounds in it?"
There were exclamations from the back seat.
"Are there actually 10 kinds of prop sounds? Why do I only hear five or six kinds?"
"It's not your fault if you don't have good ears!"
"The train at the beginning, the white pigeons, the steps, the glass, the sound of falling water, the pushing and kicking in the middle, the tearing of paper, the sound of drowning, and the final sound of the door being pushed and the wind, these are the 10 correct ones."
"Then, those 9 voices are also hers?"
"Damn it, this is too awesome, isn't it? Fortunately, she enrolled in the acting department. If she had come to the broadcasting department, we would have to be crushed by the big guys every day in class, wouldn't we have nightmares?"
…
Amidst the murmurs of discussion, Ye Wan looked at Dean Wu and said, "It's 10 voices."
Dean Wu was startled and looked down at his notebook.
Voiceover at the beginning.
The two boys and girls in the middle bully the female lead.
When bullying occurred in the later period, five classmates and teachers took the initiative to help.
And the "classmate" at the end.
That's it, not counting the faint abuse and ridicule in the background.
Just this, did he miss the calculation?
Dean Wu raised his eyes and looked at Ye Wan, "I am old and my ears are not good, you can't lie to me."
Ye Wan smiled brightly and said, "There is also the voice of the female lead."
???
Isn’t that Jiang Keer’s original voice?
Countless eyes fell on Jiang Keer.
The girl waved her hands proudly and embarrassedly, "Sister Wan said, my voice doesn't sound like I'm seeking death, it sounds like I'm falling in love. So..."
So, Ye Wan wears multiple hats and is responsible for screenwriting, dubbing and editing?
"Finally know what that sentence means?"
"Which sentence, what kind of riddle are you playing?"
Amidst countless sighs, the boys and girls in the audience looked at me and I looked at you, and they understood instantly.
Without Ye Wan, there would be no harm!
Before forming a team, they actually dreamed of defeating Ye Wan?
When you saw that there were only three people in Ye Wan's group, not even a SLR, you actually thought you had won at the starting line?
How happy I was then, how ashamed I am now.
Everyone had to accept one fact with sincerity: the distance between them and Ye Wan was separated by several Himalayas and the Mariana Trench.
"Ye Wan, why don't you consider the film department?"
The dean of the film department extended an olive branch.
As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Zhou, who had been silent all this time, scolded him back, "Old Chen, why are you people in the film department so ignorant of martial ethics?"
There was Professor Zheng before, and he dared to poach her in front of her during a performance assessment.
I finally scolded him and left.
The dean of the film department jumped out again.
She didn't say anything because she didn't want people to think she was selfish.
Although she does have selfish motives.
But looking at it now, if she doesn't stop her, Ye Wan will be packed up and kidnapped, right?
"Ye Wan is from our acting department! If you don't have any objections, please rate it quickly and don't delay the child's return to rest."
Mr. Zhou urged repeatedly, and all the judges either laughed or looked regretful.
When the teaching assistant saw the comprehensive scores given by the judges, even though he was mentally prepared, he still looked at Ye Wan one more time.
"The overall score of this group of works is A+."
"Jiang Ke'er, A."
"Ji Chengming, A+."
"Ye Wan..."
With hundreds of pairs of expectant eyes watching, the assistant coach read out an incredible score, "Super A+."