Mr. Ji's morning star

Chapter 589 The Mystery Veil
The students in the room full of empty seats did not understand what she meant.

Nancy beckoned Sean to come and operate.

The students at the scene are also very familiar with Sean, knowing that this person is Nancy's agent, and the relationship between the two is very good-could it be good?Almost as long as you can see Nancy, you will definitely see the appearance of this man.

Many people in Addis College regard Sean as Hill's rival in love.

Even the members of the student union feel that such a person wants to compete with their president?They underestimated their president too much, and underestimated them too!
Hill who discovered this phenomenon: "..."

They are too deep into the drama, you know.

Have you ever asked him how the client feels?

In fact, even if Hill came forward to explain now, not many people would believe it.

It's only strange that he didn't draw a line with Nancy immediately when the situation developed.

Even now, Hill can't draw a line with Nancy.Because he will take Nancy's class and discuss the black hat project with Nancy.

Hill maintains that he has a clear conscience and has nothing to do with Nancy. He doesn't need to explain anything to others.

But I don't know, sometimes his silence is a kind of acquiescence in the eyes of others.

At this moment, Sean walked up to the lecturer's desk, put the laptop he had prepared earlier on the table, and operated it with both hands.

The students below looked at him, and heard small discussions in An Yi, mostly from girls.

"He looks pretty good that way."

"Very handsome, although not as good as President Hill."

"I think the two of them stand together better, and the picture looks very good."

"What the hell is he going to do?"

It didn't take long for Sean to operate it.

As soon as he stood up straight, everyone saw the projection screen in front of him light up.

This time it's not the course content that lights up, but...

"Forehead--!"

Many people made a sound of surprise.

After a brief surprise, he returned to calm.

Because in the classroom, it is common for the classroom to show them movies or music clips.

It's just that the one played by Nancy is obviously not a domestic work they are familiar with.

Could it be Nancy's own work again?

But didn't Nancy just star in one movie, they had already seen it, it didn't start like this.

Nancy greeted Sean, and then walked off the lecturer's platform with him to the student seats below.

Because she was prepared from the beginning, and her place was reserved long ago, right beside Hill.

Nancy sat down beside Hill and received a side look from Hill.

Nancy smiled and said, "Can you understand Z text?"

Before Hill could speak, Nancy went on to say, "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, just watch the picture and listen to the background music."

Hill asked, "What does this work have to do with you?"

Nancy said: "I am the art director of this work."

Hill's eyes were deep, and his expression became even more indifferent.

Nancy not only showed a talent that made him feel pressured in music, but was also desperately good in other aspects.

Not far from them, there were two familiar people, Aina and Aiya.

Aiya was looking at Nancy and Hill, and could vaguely hear their conversation clearly. For a while, her mood and expression were similar to Hill's.

Aina said: "Maybe the art director is just a name."

Aiya said, "Be quiet."

Aina froze her face immediately, and held back her lips from moving.

"Boom——" the sound of a heavy drum came to the ears first, as if coming from a distant valley, driving everyone's heartbeat.

Just as the heartbeat started, there was the sound of the zither and the flute, and the drums gradually became the background, which could not be ignored.

"Hahaha." A burst of laughter resounded in the piano and flute ensemble.

The bamboo leaves are green, moving with the wind, a figure swayed through the bamboo forest, the gown swayed, and the figure was like this green bamboo, straight but flexible.

There was a cloth strip wrapped around his back, something rectangular was tied, and he was drinking a jug of wine in his hand.

As Nancy said, even if you can’t understand Chinese subtitles or understand Chinese, just watching the pictures and listening to music is enough.

This is a new feeling, different from the movies I have seen before.

As for what is different, no one can say in detail.

Anyway, the picture is very good, and the background music is also very good, people can't help but watch it seriously.

At this time, the man in the picture paused, and he didn't know what he heard.

His eyes, which were originally drunk and hazy, suddenly turned cold, and the corners of his mouth turned up, revealing a cold and disdainful smile.

His makeup is completely in the ancient style of Z country requested by Nancy, with thick black sword eyebrows near the temples, narrow and long eye ends, and single eyelids highlighting the sharp lines of his eyes, making it difficult to see the emotions in the black eyeballs. Under the straight bridge of the nose, there is a touch of light-colored lips and a smile, full of frost and snow.

The long black hair was bound by a light blue headband, not so neatly, and a few strands were scattered on the forehead.

A light blue gown without too many patterns, tied with a black belt.

At this time, the wind blew the man's forehead hair, his body suddenly bent back, he raised his hand to hold the flagon, the wine in the flagon flowed down and flowed into his mouth.

It was too late, but then it was too fast, an arrow shot out from nowhere in the darkness, and it arrived in front of the man in the blink of an eye.

"Snapped."

The arrow pierced the jug in the man's hand.

The man let go, and the flagon was carried away, and it was inserted into a green bamboo pole behind him.

The green bamboo swayed.

Everything happened between lightning and flint.

If the man hadn't bent over beforehand, the arrow would not have hit the jug, but his neck.

The wind stopped again, and the atmosphere was dignified.

Men in black suddenly appeared in all directions, with iron faces.

The man in blue swayed his waist, his hands behind his back, the strips of cloth were scattered, and Han Feng pulled out his sheath.

He stood still, the long sword in his hand slashed across the fallen leaves, and a green bamboo leaf was cut into two halves under the edge of his sword.

One still and one movement, between haste and slowness, flowing clouds and flowing water.

Except for the occasional sound of breathing in the classroom, there was no other sound heard.

At this time, Nancy was the only one who was still thinking about appreciating other people's expressions.

For her, this sense of cinematic painting does not bring much shock.

If she were to give an evaluation of this movie, she would be able to achieve a score of above pass, but not astonishing.

Of course, this is because she has seen too many movies of this type.

According to Wang Zhiyun's first production and shooting of this type of film, it is already very remarkable to be able to reach this level.

Just looking at the reactions of everyone at the scene, Nancy knew that the movie was a success.

From the beginning of the movie, her differences are highlighted, as well as the attractive picture and plot tension.

The next step is the unfolding of the plot, showing the mystery of the knights in the rivers and lakes.

(End of this chapter)