The students did not realize that there was another super master sitting among them.
Luo Jun gently raised his chin to the girl, signaling her to join the class.
The girl nodded as if in a dream and sat back in her chair.
At the other end of the lecture theater, Zhuo Ran walked onto the podium with a smile.
"Hello, fellow juniors and juniors."
There was another burst of screams from the audience, including the voice of "Zhuoran, I love you", which made people feel like they were at a fan meeting.
It's no wonder that Zhuoran himself is a Hong Konger. He started his career by acting in Hong Kong dramas, and then gradually moved to the big screen. Naturally, he has a lot of influence in Hong Kong.
Faced with such enthusiasm, Zhuo Ran remained calm.
As a movie star, I have never seen any kind of situation. This kind of scene is really child's play.
"I don't think it's necessary to introduce myself. I can go back to my alma mater today. I don't think I have enough information to give lectures. I just hope I can share some of my experiences with you." He showed a warm smile, "In the future, you may be
You are a big star in the film and television industry, so please take care of me. Now, shall I start?"
This humble and funny statement made everyone smile knowingly.
The students also put away their enthusiasm and began to listen quietly.
"I think beauty is a vague concept. Everyone has a different understanding of beauty. A movie is composed of countless shots, but when you look at the whole movie, it may only be a few shots that impress people..."
Sitting on the podium, Zhuo Ran spoke eloquently, with a low baritone voice and a hint of Hong Kong accent in Mandarin.
Occasionally raising your palm slightly or smiling modestly is just right.
Not showy, not pretentious!
At first, everyone may have focused on his person and face, but gradually, everyone was unconsciously attracted by his narration.
Luo Jun listened quietly. Chu Xiaochen had already taken out his notebook and jotted down a sentence or two from time to time.
No one shouts "Zhuoran I love you" anymore, there is more the sound of the pen tip sliding across the paper or fingers tapping on the keyboard.
"...To sum up, it is true that film aesthetics are determined by sound, light, shadow...but I think what is more important is how to touch people's hearts. What is moving is beautiful! Thank you everyone."
Everyone was immersed in his emotional and humorous narration.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
On the window seat in the middle, two beautiful palms touched gently, and the first one took the lead in applauding.
Only then did people react, and for a moment, they burst into applause.
Zhuo Ran's eyes naturally moved over. At this time, Luo Jun, who was the first to take the lead in applauding, had already retracted his hands. His eyes naturally fell on Chu Xiaochen, who had just put down his pen and was applauding with everyone.
Seeing him move his gaze, Chu Xiaochen raised the corners of his lips and gave him a thumbs up.
Her face was also in the sun, her crystal skin was reflected translucent by the light, and her black hair seemed to be covered with a layer of golden light...
What a nice view!
When a person's eyes are too focused, he cannot see others.
Just like Zhuoran at this moment.
He only saw Chu Xiaochen, but did not see Luo Jun beside her.
A girl stood up and spoke loudly.
"Teacher Zhuo, there are still ten minutes left, can we ask questions?"
"Yes, Student Zhuo, give us a chance?"
…
Zhuo Ran looked away from Chu Xiaochen, "Of course, as long as I know everything, I can tell you everything. If you have any questions, you can raise your hands."
