Nightmare Attack

Chapter 61 Missing
Luo Yi was stared at by everyone like this, and his face slowly became unnatural.

In the end, Jiang Cheng stood up and said that the filming is important, and the rest will be discussed later.

Pushing open the door, the group of people were given a headache by the sight in front of them.

Nuo's music classroom was full of people, and many students who didn't have classes also crowded in to watch the fun.

At a glance, they are all youthful faces.

But at this time, it was faintly disturbing.

There was constant chattering in the crowd, and the student cadres maintaining order were running around, exhausted.

Things got better until a female teacher in charge of lighting got angry.

Two cameras.

The one that can capture the ghost 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, "I'm 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.

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

Zhang Yinyin, who was relieved, even glared at Jiang Cheng secretly.

But it was discovered by the sharp-eyed Jiang Cheng.

He stretched his neck, stared straight at Zhang Yinyin, and asked in a cadenced tone, "Miss Zhang, do you want to try it?"

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

With the previous experience, this time it went very smoothly.

The first three groups sang quickly over.

The final chorus. Begin.

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

With the continuous adjustment of the angle, all three groups of people are included in the shot.

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

From a distance, they, who are almost identical in height, hairstyle, and clothing, look strangely like the same person.

The singing is sometimes soft and sometimes high-pitched and powerful. Under the guidance of the live conductor, the last transposition ends and the chorus reaches its climax.
Different from the atmosphere of the scene is the atmosphere of the film crew.

Zhou Taifu's face turned pale, staring at the camera screen, his whole body trembled uncontrollably, "Where's everyone? Why are they gone?!"

Both cameras showed exactly the same picture.

There are 48 people on the chorus.

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.

What he took away was the one with ghosts.

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

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

Jiang Cheng and others explained that they hope to collect some tidbits.

"Trouble everyone," Feng Lan dragged her tired body over after sending off the last group of teachers who came to observe.

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

Then she turned her gaze to Yu Wen, "Miss Yu," her voice was a little strange, "Can I. Can I chat with you alone?"

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

"here."

"Not available?"

"No," Feng Lan hurriedly shook her head. She first looked at the depths of the corridor and found that almost all of 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 in just a moment, it returned to normal, "Yes, before we came, our equipment was stored there."

"You must never go there again," Feng Lan looked worried.

"why?"

Hearing the mention of the equipment center, Zhen Jianren couldn't bear it any longer. After all, he was a man who had been drawn by ghosts.

"I don't know about this either. In short, don't go there anymore, everyone in the school is hiding there," Feng Lan said in a lower voice, "You've been there, and the school leaders will be unhappy when they find out.

Yu Wen thought for a while, then nodded, "Understood, thank you."

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

"Goodbye."

After Feng Lan walked away quickly, Zhen Jianren, as if not giving up, picked up the camera and aimed at Feng Lan's back.

Sadly, there are no exceptions.

They photographed almost everyone who was there today, but they couldn't find the extra girl.

That ghost... just disappeared out of thin air.

Zhen Jianren's face became more and more ugly. He was already being targeted by ghosts. Maybe in the next second, he would have his chin torn off by ghosts 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's past 3pm now.

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

At noon, he stared at the menu posted on the blackboard outside the cafeteria.

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

"Go and order," Zhen Jianren found a table and sat down.

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

But Jiang Cheng advised him to look away, maybe it was the last meal.

Zhen Jianren, who had just picked up the chopsticks, shook his hand, and the chopsticks almost fell to the ground.

"Let's eat," Zhen Jianren put down his chopsticks, "I'm not hungry."

Others also have a ride, and they don't have a ride. They just take a few bites, and their faces are worried.

It could be seen that only Jiang Cheng had a good meal. He ate two big bowls of rice, and finally packed an extra piece of duck head in a dry pot to go back for supper.

"I really admire you," Zhou Taifu walked behind Jiang Cheng, so worried that he was about to cry, "It's all this time, how can you still eat in?"

Strange to say, the disappearance of the ghost is more confusing than the appearance of the ghost.

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

Zhou Taifu thought for a while, but he didn't find anything to refute.

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

When everyone looked at him quietly, Luo Yi's nervousness began to show again, and he sat on a 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 will be disappointed, there is nothing in the archives, just some old books and materials."

"Just some books and materials?"

Luo nodded, "Yes."

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

(End of this chapter)