Liu Siqi turned around and left the living room, it seemed that she was going to get clothes for Bai Qi, but Bai Qi didn't dare to bet, what if she was another temptation, pretended to leave, and then looked at herself in secret?

He could only adjust the piano while secretly comforting himself in his heart: "It's okay, calm down, she has no reason to suspect that you have always behaved very naturally, and you can even directly win the Best Blind Actor Award."

Bai Qi tried his best to calm down his flustered thoughts, and couldn't help but sneak a glance at the position of the sofa, is the guy on the sofa really the girl's boyfriend? Why did she kill him? Emotional disputes?

Didn't she say she'd bring me her boyfriend's clothes? Why haven't you come back yet?

Just then, he heard the sound of water splashing.

Is she doing my laundry? Very good!

Put on your clothes again, get the damn piano for her, and leave right away.

Well, I hope he remembers to take out his pocket when he does the laundry, and my phone is still in his trouser pocket... Wait a minute! Damn it! Notebook! My notebook is still in my clothes!

If I'm blind, why do I use a notebook? The font used for the records inside is not Braille!

A lie, often with more lies to cover up, but lies are only false after all, there will be flaws, the more details are deducted, the more loopholes and flaws will be found, and the same is true of his blind identity.

Normally, he wouldn't pay attention to these details, after all, no one would search him or look at his notebook, but in this situation, any tiny loophole could cause himself to be exposed.

Just when he realized that his blind role was not as perfect as he had always thought, and panicked, Liu Siqi's footsteps came from behind him again, from far and near, and then stopped behind him.

He could feel that Liu Siqi was very close behind him... He didn't know if she had found her notebook, or what she wanted to do, and he didn't dare to turn back, so he could only continue to play his blind role at the moment.

You can't turn around! You can't see, you don't have any reason to look back... He told himself hypnotically.

He opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't make any sound at all, and in a situation of extreme tension, he would lose his voice.

After being silent for a long time, he subconsciously pressed the keys and played the piano.

He was so nervous and anxious that he almost couldn't think, like a drowning man grasping at that life-saving straw, and the piano was now his life-saving straw.

The piano was the one he knew best, and it was the only thing he could do now.

A melodious piano sound echoed in the living room, and Bai Qi's flustered mind gradually calmed down.

I'm blind, I can't possibly know who's plotting what's behind my back, and since I don't know anything, I should take it easy...

At this time, the camera in Jiang Zhan's hand also slowly panned backwards, incorporating the figure of Liu Siqi behind Bai Qi into the lens.

I saw Liu Siqi standing behind Bai Qi with an expressionless face, holding a large air nail gun with both hands, aiming at the back of Bai Qi's head...

The camera continued to move slowly, and finally stopped at a round mirror decoration hanging on the wall behind the two of them, in which Liu Siqi raised a gun and pointed it at the back of Bai Qi's head.

Bai Qi is still immersed in the performance... I should keep playing, she hasn't moved since I played the piano, and she can't kill me while I'm playing.

She won't kill me while I'm playing...

Until the end, Bai Qi was still playing his blind role, even though he had already expected something at this time, even though it was already a matter of life and death, and his life was hanging by a thread...

"Click!"

After six days of shooting, the tuner, it's finished!

Subsequently, everyone spent a few hours restoring the background of Li Haohao's furniture, replacing the sofa cushions, cleaning up the plasma paint on the ground, and by the way, they returned to school.

After the shooting is completed, it does not mean that the short film is completed, if you want to make it into the final product, the post-production video editing, soundtrack, and dubbing still need to be processed.

And a week's time, now there is only one and a half days left, even if Jiang Zhan has the original work in his memory as a reference, but the time of the day is still a little short, and he needs to work overtime to do the later stage.

This aspect of the video editing is naturally done by Jiang Zhan himself, and the rest of the soundtrack and dubbing are handed over to Li Haohao.

The piano music soundtrack needed in the short film is in charge of Li Haohao, and the lines and dialogues that need to be re-dubbed are done by Liu Siqi and Bai Qi, and the rest of Ma Bin is responsible for giving everyone a hand.

Everyone acted together, and the efficiency was not bad, and the final product was finally completed before the deadline.

Looking at the finished feature film played on the computer screen, a sense of satisfaction arises spontaneously, and everyone has worked hard for nearly a week, and it is finally not in vain.

Although it is only a ten-minute short film, and the footage shot with a mobile phone is not very detailed, there is no doubt that this short film is a good work.

After watching the finished film with everyone, Jiang Zhan made a copy of the film, sent it to Professor Zhou's mailbox, and handed in his homework.

On Tuesday, the directing department held an open class.

"Senior brother, you really came." A junior senior of the director department who he didn't know greeted Jiang Zhan with a smile, looking very warm and friendly.

"Well, senior."

The senior smiled and nodded, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, then turned back to his seat on the other side and went to meet his companion.

Then Jiang Zhan heard a whisper.

"I'll win, and I'll have lunch for the next week, please."

"Zi, I didn't expect this junior brother to dare to come today... Forget it, I'm willing to lose the bet, I admit it. ”

"However, I guess I will be able to watch a good show later, do you say that this junior brother, will he be like the senior sister last time, who was scolded by Lao Zhou and ran out of the classroom crying?"

"Who knows..."

Jiang Zhan, who vaguely heard the conversation between the two, couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, and the senior just now, was he betting with his companions?

And listening to them talk like that, it seems that Professor Zhou doesn't like him like a class-rubbing party? That's why I deliberately had a problem before, just to squeeze him out?

Jiang Zhan was still secretly thinking about Professor Zhou, and Professor Zhou had already walked into the classroom.

Professor Zhou looked up and glanced around the classroom, and deliberately glanced at Jiang Zhan before he said loudly: "In today's class, I will talk about the short films you have made in the past few days." ”

"Just from... Let's start with Jiang Zhan's "Tuner". ”