Chapter 61 Missing

Luo Yi was stared at like this, and his face gradually became unnatural.

In the end, Jiang Cheng stood up and said that filming was the most important thing, and the rest could be discussed after returning.

Pushing open the door, the group was troubled by the scene in front of them.

The huge music classroom was full of people, and many students who did not have classes also squeezed in to watch the excitement.

At a glance, all the faces were full of youth.

But at this time, it made people feel uneasy.

Where there were many girls, there was inevitably chattering, and the student cadres who maintained order ran around and were exhausted.

The situation was not better until a female teacher in charge of lighting got angry.

Two cameras.

The one that could take pictures of ghosts was in Jiang Cheng's hand, and the other was carried behind Yu Wen.

Jiang Cheng held the camera, looked at everyone, and asked: "Is it me, or you?"

The tripod on the side had been set up.

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

Everyone knew that Long Tao died after filming the chorus, and he used this camera.

Zhang Yinyin, who had recovered from her shock, even secretly glared at Jiang Cheng.

But Jiang Cheng, who had sharp eyes, noticed it.

He stretched his neck, stared straight at Zhang Yinyin, and asked in a rhythmic tone: "Ms. Zhang, do you want to try it?"

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

With the experience of the last time, this time it went very smoothly.

The first three groups of choruses ended quickly.

The final chorus began.

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

With the continuous adjustment of the angle, all three groups of people were included in the camera.

The three groups of girls were disrupted in order and stood on the chorus stage in an alternating manner.

From a distance, they looked like the same person with almost the same height, hairstyle and clothing.

The singing was sometimes soft and sometimes loud and powerful. Under the guidance of the on-site conductor, the last transition ended and the chorus reached a climax.

The atmosphere on the crew side was very different from the atmosphere on the scene.

Zhou Taifu's face turned pale. He stared at the camera screen and couldn't stop shaking. "Where are the people? Why are they gone?!"

The two cameras showed exactly the same picture.

There were 48 people on the chorus stage.

The extra person disappeared.

No, it was a ghost!

The ghost disappeared.

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

He took the one that could take pictures of the ghost.

After the second rehearsal, the students and 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 pointing at them at the corner outside the door.

Jiang Cheng and others explained that they hoped to collect some behind-the-scenes footage.

"Sorry for bothering you," Feng Lan dragged her tired body over after sending off the last batch of teachers who came to observe.

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

Then he turned his eyes to Yu Wen, "Miss Yu," her voice was a little strange, "Can I talk to you alone for a few words?"

"Let's talk here if you have anything to say," Yu Wen replied lightly.

"Here"

"Is it inconvenient?"

"No," Feng Lan shook her head quickly. She first looked deep in the corridor and found that almost everyone had left, and the few people who were left didn't notice this place.

So she turned back, lowered her 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, and then returned to normal, "Yes, before coming here, our equipment was stored there."

"Don't go there again," Feng Lan looked a little anxious.

"Why?"

Hearing the mention of the equipment center, Zhen Jianren couldn't help it anymore, after all, he was a man who was painted by ghosts.

"I don't know about this either. Anyway, you just don't go there again. People in the school hide there," Feng Lan's voice became smaller and smaller, "You have been there, and the school leaders will be unhappy if they know.

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

"Then I'll go first. You guys should go back and rest early."

"Goodbye."

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

Unfortunately, there was nothing unusual.

They took pictures of almost everyone who was present today, but they didn't find the extra girl.

The ghost seemed to disappear out of thin air.

Zhen Jianren's face became uglier and uglier. He had been stared at by the ghost. Who knows, in the next second, he would have his chin torn off by the ghost like Long Tao and the cheongsam girl.

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

It is past 3pm now.

While it was still early, Jiang Cheng insisted on going to the cafeteria for lunch.

At noon, he had been staring at the menu posted on the blackboard outside the cafeteria.

At 4pm, braised pork, black pepper steak, Sichuan chicken shreds, spicy duck head and other hard dishes were served one after another.

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

His original intention was to buy some bread or something when he passed by the supermarket and fill his stomach.

But Jiang Cheng advised him to be more open-minded, as it might be his last meal.

Zhen Jianren, who had just picked up the chopsticks, trembled and almost dropped the chopsticks on the ground.

“You guys eat,” Zhen Jianren put down his chopsticks, “I’m not hungry.”

Others also ate a few bites casually, with worried faces.

It can be seen that Jiang Cheng was the only one who ate well. He ate two large bowls of rice and finally packed an extra dry pot duck head to take back as a midnight snack.

"I really admire you," Zhou Taifu walked behind Jiang Cheng, worried and almost crying, "It's already this time, how can you still eat?"

Strangely enough, the disappearance of the ghost makes people more uneasy than the appearance of the ghost.

"What does my eating have to do with ghosts?" Jiang Cheng held the duck head in one hand and the big bucket of iced black tea bought from the supermarket in the other hand, and retorted: "I eat for myself, I am growing up, not for ghosts."

Zhou Taifu thought for a while, but couldn't find a point to refute.

After arriving at the dormitory, Yu Wen stopped Luo Yi who was going back to the room.

When everyone was looking at him quietly, Luo Yi's nervousness began to show again, and he sat on the chair in room 406.

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

Like an animal in a zoo.

"I know what you want to know," Luo Yi sighed, "but you will be disappointed. There is nothing in the archive room, just some old books and materials."

"Just some books and materials?"

Luo nodded, "Yes."

Yu Wen's face showed no expression, but her tone was slightly cold, "Then why did they arrest you?"