I came from an alien planet: Using my immortal body to commit suicide crazily

Time passed slowly, and there was nothing else in the corridor except the sound of teaching coming from the classroom.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Qian Yiming's forehead. His fingers moved from being unfamiliar at first to being skilled at it. He finished it perfectly, pressed the light switch, and handed it over to Yun Wang with satisfaction.

"It's not too bright during the day, but it's definitely beautiful at night, especially its shadow."

Yun Wang squatted down and covered himself with his arms, staring at the dreamy light and shadow.

"It's not bad. It's much more complicated than what I made up, and the effect is good."

Qian Yiming felt as happy as if he had drunk honey. He turned his head and his heartbeat suddenly skipped half a beat.

The dim yellow light shines on Yun Wang's face through the hollow texture, illuminating the mottled light and covering the fair face with a different kind of mysterious mask, like a powerful and gentle priest, full of sacredness.

"I asked you two to stand for a while, let's start playing, right?"

A scolding brought Qian Yiming back from his thoughts.

He looked forward and met those angry eyes impartially.

The middle-aged male teacher knocked on the table hard with his ruler: "Come in, let the students see your attitude!"

Yun Wang turned off the lights and walked onto the podium holding the light ball. Qian Yiming followed behind him anxiously.

The male teacher picked up Yun Wang's arm with a ruler: "There is such a thing as leisurely weaving. Do you think the school is your home? One or two, they can come when they want and leave when they want. I have never seen this Let’s get past naughty and arrogant students like you!”

Being criticized in front of hundreds of students, Qian Yiming's face turned red to the root of his neck.

Yun Wang's expression remained unchanged: "Teacher, we were just discussing the composition of light and shadow."

"Really? Have I misunderstood you?" The male teacher smiled but said, "Then you guys tell me."

He erased all the knowledge points on the blackboard and made way for them.

Yun Wang picked up the chalk and handed it to Qian Yiming: "Don't be nervous."

Qian Yiming looked at Yun Wang's calm expression, which made people feel at ease inexplicably.

He scribbled a line of words on the blackboard with white chalk and whispered: "Without light, there is no shadow; without shadow, there is no light..."

"Louder, I can't hear you."

Song Zhijie, who was in the back row of the classroom, raised his lips.

Qian Yiming paused and raised his voice: "Light can give us the texture of color, and shadow can give us changes in spatial composition. If you use shadow well, you can often get unexpected effects..."

"In film and television, light and shadow can shape a person's image, personality, temperament, etc., and can also create an atmosphere and show the style of a movie, such as..."

The more he spoke, the more vigorously he spoke, and his words were sonorous and powerful, as if he were demonstrating to Song Zhijie invisibly.

Until the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Qian Yiming still had no intention of stopping and filled the blackboard with writing.

During this period, no one interrupted him, even the teacher sat aside and listened patiently.

"Please help me pull the curtains."

Qian Yiming took the wooden lamp in Yun Wang's hand and turned it on.

In the darkness, intertwining light and shadow filled the entire classroom.

Qian Yiming walked around Yunwang and lit the lights in various directions, occasionally adjusting the brightness and color.

"When lighting, the light position is very important. Different positions will greatly change the image and texture of the characters."

As the light source turned, bursts of exclamations echoed in the classroom. Yunwang, with his humble appearance, exuded unique temperament and charm.

"Damn it...that's awesome, you can make a handsome guy look like he's there..."

"This further illustrates the importance of lighting atmosphere..."

"The lighting arrangement looks simple. Light intensity, direction, and color temperature are all important and affect the overall effect. Qian Yiming's work is completely professional."

"Don't say it, really don't say it, Yun Wang looks so vaguely like an artist."

"Heh, open the curtains and take a look."

Yun Wang lowered his head and walked out of the classroom quickly.

Qian Yiming secretly thought it was wrong and quickly chased after him: "I just wanted to express the light and shadow effect to them, nothing else. I didn't know they would..."

Yun Wang reminded: "I forgot to take the lamp."

"Oh yes."

Qian Yiming ran back to the classroom that was shrouded in sunlight, and at a glance he saw the object being played with by Song Zhijie.

"Give it back to me!" Qian Yiming clenched his fist tightly, but did not dare to snatch it.

Song Zhijie flattened it abruptly and threw it into the trash can.

Qian Yiming was furious and cursed secretly at Song Zhijie's back.

He looked towards the trash can and saw that a lot of dirt had adhered to the handmade lamp. Qian Yiming's facial features were distorted in disgust and he decided to go back and make another one.

"I don't see that you know a lot."

A familiar rough voice sounded, but this time there was a hint of admiration in the tone.

Qian Yiming looked up and saw Xiao Long close at hand, and subconsciously took two steps back.

"Let's work as a group." Xiao Long invited: "There is still one spot. We are going to Chifeng Village this week. We plan to take pictures and upload them online to help them alleviate poverty."

Qian Yiming refused without even thinking: "Yun Wang and I have agreed that we will be a team."

"Oh..." Xiao Long looked regretful, and then said: "So you are still short of three people, right?"

"Not bad." Qian Yiming blurted out.

Xiao Long frowned: "What do you mean, you don't want to teach? Or do you think other people are a burden?"

Qian Yiming was oppressed by the overwhelming momentum, and his fingertips couldn't help but tremble.

"No...it's not..." He thought quickly and made an excuse: "My pocket money is only enough to take Yunwang with me. I can't bring more people."

Xiao Long laughed loudly: "Don't worry, you won't be asked to pay. We all have to take care of ourselves."

"we?"

Xiao Long stretched out his hand and pointed at Xiao Feng, who was struggling to memorize knowledge points but couldn't memorize them.

"Take my sister with you. Don't look at her stupidly. She still has strength. When the time comes, she will carry the luggage or the camera. You can make arrangements. In addition, she has two little sisters. You can take them all and let's go to Chifeng Village together. "

He patted Qian Yiming on the shoulder and said jokingly: "We are both girls. I wouldn't worry about spending the night somewhere else with two grown men."

Qian Yiming faced Xiao Long, who firmly dominated him both in terms of people and family status, and agreed with a grimace.

At this point, seven men and three women embarked on an extremely dangerous journey.