Wen Yiren subconsciously turned around and looked at the classmate in horror. On her shoulder lay a woman with messy hair. The woman had only white eyes and gray skin. At the moment, she was smiling strangely. Leng Buding shivered and hurriedly looked away“ Pleasant, what's the matter? Look at your face. "“ No, nothing. Maybe it's because of the pressure of the recent exam and the weather. I'll take you to the infirmary and prescribe some medicine soon. " Wen Yiren smiled very stiff and couldn't help looking behind her. The woman was still there. She tilted her head, stared at Wen Yiren with two eyes, and giggled in her mouth. It sounded very penetrating“ Pleasant. You don't look well. Are you sick, too? "“ No, it's just a little cold. Let's go to the classroom first. " Wen Yiren's voice trembled and forced herself not to see the woman, but the chilling eyes always fell on Wen Yiren, which made her very stiff“ It's a little cold. Let's go. " With a vague hum, he quickly walked across the bridge. When he reached the opposite side, Wen Yiren breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help looking back. The wooden bridge was surrounded by fog. The scene above was not particularly clear, but vaguely. He could see a person floating around, as if he had lost his way“ Card. Miss Wen, your performance is really great. No wonder Steven has been recommending you to me. " Wen Yiren smiled, "thank you."“ Take a break. The next play needs to be transferred to the classroom“ OK. " Soon, the second scene began again. Looking at the director's posture, I felt like I didn't finish her scene and didn't get off work. In the script, she studied archaeology. This class is about Egyptian mummies. The crew not only borrowed a simulated mummy from somewhere and put it in front of the classroom, but many staff couldn't help taking out their mobile phones to take pictures. When everyone is ready, Wen Yiren converges and enters the state in an instant. She was nodding on her head. Suddenly, she felt that there were more people on her side. Subconsciously, her hand holding the pen kept shaking. It was the woman again“ Cluck, come with me, let's kill together... Come with me, let's kill together... "No. Wen Yiren squints. This is true. This is a real ghost. She looks a little different from the person who played the female ghost just now, and... Wen Yiren glanced around with the remaining light, and the director and others all looked puzzled. The person who plays the female ghost hasn't come in yet, but was Wen Yiren performing without real objects just now? His expression is too in place, very good! Wen Yiren tried to pretend that I was so scared that I was going to be scared to death“ Giggle, you're filming. Ghosts don't act like that. Come and play ghosts. I'll teach you! " Teach your sister. I need you to teach? Wen Yi tried hard to resist the urge to make complaints about it. As a messenger of forgetting Sichuan, it's really difficult for her to play a psychic who is afraid of ghosts“ Giggle, you're afraid of me. Oh, don't be afraid. Come down with me. You all come down with me? " Wen Yiren simply ignored the female ghost and looked at the podium. The female ghost seemed to haunt her. Seeing that Wen Yiren ignored herself, she sat in front of Wen Yiren angrily, turned her head and looked at her, revealing her terrible face. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.