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In the huge multimedia classroom, hundreds of seats surround the screen on the stage in a circular shape, which is different from ordinary teaching projection equipment. One projection is done in front of a curtain screen. The projection screen here is not so much for teaching as for viewing. , the whole is not much different from a movie theater, and it is estimated that the three-dimensional effect is not a problem.

The screen is showing a majestic melee scene between the two armies. The sounds of fighting, shouting and exciting background music are perfectly integrated. The students sitting in the audience are discussing in low voices until the last scene. In Xishan, the camera freezes the surging waves of the river, and only a few words gradually emerge on the screen - "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

"Really well done."

"Go, Liu Jia, your vision is too low. What is this? Last time, Brother Ye was so awesome!"

"That's right, no matter how good it is, it can't compare to Brother Ye's..."

Ye Weilin heard the voices of the two unconsciously amplified, and quickly interrupted: "Shut up, you will be in trouble if someone finds out that you are not from this department."

"Okay, but if we sit so remote, we shouldn't be discovered, right?" Marvin couldn't help but complain again.

Ye Weilin glared at him, feeling a little regretful in his heart. Originally, today was the department's final assignment exhibition, which was only limited to the students in the department to watch, but helplessly, everyone in the dormitory said they wanted to see it, even the most important things on weekdays. My own Xie Donglin expressed his intention to go, and Ye Weilin inquired about the rules of previous years, and found that almost every department’s work exhibition or performance at the end of the semester would be sneaked in to watch, as long as there were not too many people, they would turn a blind eye Yes, so Ye Weilin agreed.

Unexpectedly, as soon as a few people sat down, they commented on other people's works in various ways, making complaints and ridicules endlessly. Only Xie Donglin maintained his usual aloofness, but he also made a sarcasm from time to time, which made him regret but also felt a little lucky. At the beginning of entering the arena, he wisely chose a remote position in the back row, otherwise there would be a dispute if he was heard by others.

The layout of this multimedia classroom is deliberately designed according to the structure of the theater. A slight difference is that the field of vision in the first row is not low, and the distance is controlled at a suitable position, and the perception will not be affected by the screen being too close.

There are only three people sitting in the first row. On the left is Dai Jiaxue, the counselor of the department, on the right is Zhang Min, the teacher of the editing class, and in the middle is an old man with gray temples. If there are media present, there will be countless spotlights Deng, because he is the leading famous director in China——Fu Jinliang. Perhaps it is more appropriate to call him an old artist. His classic masterpieces are countless, and he has shot many TV series and movies. "Director's Lifetime Artistic Achievement Award", "Huaxia Film Lifetime Achievement Award" and "Huaxia Culture Communication Contribution Award" are all included in his bag. He has made considerable contributions in the field of art and is known as the leader of China's film and television industry.

Fu Jinliang was also the former president of the Huaxia Academy of Drama. Three of the four most famous TV series produced in China at the earliest stage were produced by him, and now they have become insurmountable classics for future generations.

At this time, he was staring thoughtfully at the screen that had been frozen for a long time. Dai Jiaxue and Zhang Min sitting on both sides of him were a little at a loss. They couldn't figure it out. Being favored by Dana and asking to see it, is there any hidden secret?

"Why are you all staring blankly? Let's see the next one." Fu Jinliang frowned when he saw the two of them in a daze as soon as he turned his head.

The two nodded hurriedly and pressed the play button.

The screen was instantly pitch black, and in the gloom, came a sentence——

"I have seen this sister before."

Accompanied by this sentence full of gentle smiles, the classic picture of the first meeting between Jia Lin and Jia Lin appeared.

The scene where Sister Lin, who is as refined and moving as Xizi frowns, pauses for a few seconds to peep at Jia Baoyu, and the two of them are close-ups with their brows twitching. Together with a brisk and lively BGM, it gives people a sense of fate.

What followed was the scene of the Yuanchun Provincial Family Opera Banquet.

The picture of a family feast like a picture of an ancient lady unfolds slowly. Jia Yuanchun, who is dressed in yellow clothes and is full of luxury, is surrounded by the silver-haired but hale and hearty Mrs. Jia and the smiling Mrs. Wang. As the time went by, close-ups of the face were almost all taken, but they were all very fast, and there was a slight pause until the slanted sister Lin, who slanted her shoulders and frowned halfway, appeared.

The camera then pauses slightly between Baoyu and Baochai, hinting at the future entanglement of these three characters.

Ye Weilin couldn't help being a little surprised when he saw this video. From the very beginning, this video showed the extraordinary level of the editor. The materials and background music complement each other. What's more rare is that his editing sequence constitutes a unique sense of the lens. , there is also a red building material selected earlier that is the same as him, but the rendering effect is very different. Apart from this kind of technique, it is more of a mastery of details and aesthetic talent.

Just when Ye Weilin was looking forward to it, the picture style on the screen changed, and the beautiful and magnificent scene in front of him dissipated like a dream, replaced by all kinds of eerie.

"It's lamentable to stop virtue, but to pity Yongxu talent. Jade belts are hung in the forest, and golden hairpins are buried in the snow."

"It has been 20 years to distinguish right from wrong; where the pomegranate blooms illuminate the palace. The three springs compete for the early spring scene, and the tiger and the rabbit meet and return with a big dream."

"Talent is smart and self-satisfied, born in the end of the world, luck fades away, Qingming tears sent to the riverside to look, a thousand miles of east wind is a dream away."

……

Prince Qing read every sentence from each booklet, and the flickering light made his face ignorant and cold, while the Jinghuan Fairy beside him watched with a half-smile, the picture was strange and unspeakable.

When he turned to the second volume of the twelve gold hairpins and saw Qingwen's verdict, he was snatched away by the fairy girl next to him, and only smiled and said not to reveal the secret.

However, in a blink of an eye, when Jia Baoyu cried and Qingwen wrote about her daughter, and said the phrase "Under the Qian screen window, I have no chance; in the loess ridge, what is your fate", Daiyu's face was half hidden by the shadow of the lake water, That startling look.

The fear of fearing that a word will become a prophecy and... the helplessness of a vague premonition.

The cool-toned picture and the weird BGM that is like gossamer make people feel goosebumps all over their bodies, as if there is a destiny in the dark.

The last tens of seconds at the end are intercepted when Jia Baoyu learns that Lin Daiyu has passed away, and after crying and fainting, he returns to the Yin Division. He is walking on the Yin Division Road in a daze. Turning to the half-opened window of a simple courtyard, a candlelight cuts out a shadow of a down-and-out literati, and on the rice paper exposed through the window, it is written one stroke at a time——

"The paper is full of absurd words, a handful of bitter tears. It is said that the author is crazy, who can explain the meaning?"

After the pen and ink are written, the camera fades away, the courtyard is covered with snow, and in the dark blue night, a branch of cold plum blossoms slant into the picture in the mirror, contrasting with the window not far away that reveals a ray of warm light.

The snow fell silently in the courtyard, pens were written in the window, and the world was quiet, as if the long river of time had been frozen.

The picture was frozen at the last moment, and Ye Weilin was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses.

Not only Ye Weilin, but almost everyone present was amazed by this video. Although the transition in the middle was edited a bit abruptly, but thinking about it carefully, the rhythm of the whole video was well grasped. , instead of suspecting the producer's negligence, it is more convincing to assume that he made a joke. Ye Weilin can even feel the producer's casual mentality.

However, there are also those who don't buy it, such as Ma Wencai: "Damn it, what about ghost movies?"

"Aren't you a bit appreciative? This is called excitement! Eye-catching!" Liu Jia retorted immediately.

"It's really well cut," Ye Weilin affirmed, "but...I think it's a bit worse."

As soon as the words fell, there was a cold sneer from behind: "What do you think is wrong?"

Ye Weilin was startled, and turned his head to look, only to find that someone sat in the row behind him at some point. Originally, they chose to sit in the remote position in the bottom row, but this person just sat in the bottom row. The row was in the corner, and if he hadn't made a sudden noise, Ye Weilin would never have noticed that there was someone behind him.

Hearing that the other party was so rude, Ye Weilin was unambiguous: "The material selection and editing of the video are very good, as for the rhythm... I think the author may be playing, and the abrupt transition in the middle is the effect he wants, so I don't think his rhythm is good. There is a problem, I almost said that he pays too much attention to the display of skills and creates an overly deliberate aesthetic. Although I appreciate his aesthetics of light and shadow materials, and the hints and expressions of various lenses are also very suitable, it is a pity. It’s really not as good overall.”

The other party obviously didn't expect Ye Weilin to say the truth, and after a long silence, he reluctantly said: "Which class are you in? Have you played your group's homework?"

Ye Weilin saw that he had long hair, shawls, and handsome features, and his voice was quite neutral. He didn't know himself yet, so he couldn't help but suspect that a girl from another class sneaked in, but he politely replied: "The film production class, the work hasn't been played yet."

The man let out a long "oh" and said, "I'm also in the film production class. You just said it clearly and logically. I want to see what your work looks like."

Ma Wen, who was aggrieved from listening to it, finally couldn't hold back and said, "Anyway, it's better than the one just played."

"You!" The man seemed a little angry, and was about to say something, but the screen suddenly lit up, and the next student's work had already started playing.

"Hey, isn't this Ye Ge's?! You all stop talking, look!" Liu Jia was afraid that it would be too late, so he quickly pulled Ma Wencai's sleeve, and the two immediately ignored everything and looked at it intently.

The man swallowed hard, feeling a little heartbroken. Looking at the picture that lit up on the screen, he couldn't help but sneer in his heart, well, let me see how good you are!