With everyone staring at him, Luo Yi's expression gradually grew uneasy.
In the end, Jiang Cheng stepped forward and said they should focus on filming and discuss everything else after they got back.
When they opened the door, the sight before them gave everyone a headache.
The enormous music classroom was packed with people. Plenty of students who didn't have class had squeezed in to watch the excitement, too.
Everywhere they looked, they saw youthful faces.
But somehow, the scene made them uneasy.
The crowd chattered nonstop, while the student leaders trying to keep order rushed around, exhausted.
Things only improved after a female teacher in charge of the lighting lost her temper.
There were two cameras.
Jiang Cheng held the one that could capture ghosts. Yu Wen had the other slung over her back.
Holding the camera, Jiang Cheng looked at everyone and asked, "Should I do it, or will one of you?"
A tripod had already been set up nearby.
No one reached out for the camera, and no one answered.
Everyone knew Long Tao had died after filming the choir, using this very camera.
Once she had recovered, Zhang Yinyin even shot Jiang Cheng a furtive glare.
But Jiang Cheng had sharp eyes and caught her.
He craned his neck and stared straight at Zhang Yinyin, asking in a lilting voice, "Miss Zhang, would you like to give it a try?"
"N-no..." Zhang Yinyin hurriedly waved her hands. "I didn't mean that."
Thanks to their previous experience, this time the filming went very smoothly.
The first three groups finished singing in no time.
Then the final group performance began.
Yu Wen took off the camera bag she had been carrying, pulled out the other camera, then unfolded the tripod and set it beside the first camera.
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