The rebirth of the national school is too paranoid

Chapter 107 109. Have you found anything wrong?
"I don't know, I can't say, anyway, it just feels weird, every move is weird."

Hua Yin checked his face and asked calmly, "For example."

"Well, it's his attitude at first, then his attitude, and his voice, which is indescribably eerie."

"Pretty clever."

Wu Jing didn't buy it, "Hmph, is your tone derogatory or commendatory."

"It's because you're used to being scolded, and you don't like others to praise you?" Hua Yin suddenly laughed softly.

"You, I'm so mad, die!" Wu Jing was annoyed and spoke incoherently.

After climbing the sixth floor, Wu Jing's anger was finally dissipated.

Wu Jing lay panting on the railing, complaining, "I'm so exhausted. This place is really high, but it's not bad to see the panoramic view of Tianzhe."

The little wind blew her bangs, "By the way, where is this studio?"

Hua Yin pointed to the open iron gate not far to the right, "That's it. There are already people who are more anxious than us."

"You wait here first, I'll go in and have a look."

Wu Jing made an OK gesture to Hua Yin, "No problem."

Hua Yin walked into the studio, and the lights inside were on. Although the lights were dim, it was obvious that the people working in the room could be seen.

That person is used to wearing a suit with eyes and tails, and his affection and indifference are like a millennium cold pool.

As expected.

Ye Ningsheng heard footsteps, looked up and saw Hua Yin.

His deep eyes narrowed, his face was expressionless, and his voice was as indifferent as ever, "Go out."

"Isn't this Ye Daxiao's grass?"

"Get out."

The surrounding air was almost instantly cold.

It is clearly Mayday, but it makes people feel cold through the bones.

Hua Yin leaned lazily against the wall, calm and calm, with a gentle smile on his face as if carved on it, just right.

The young man looked down at his fingers, and his voice was hoarse and a little bit magnetic: "There's no need to check, he has a problem."

For a moment, Ye Ningsheng's eyes darkened, and his voice was so low that one couldn't help but tremble, "How can you be sure."

Hua Yin raised his head and smiled lightly: "Guess."

Ye Ningsheng looked at the computer, and said cold words with her thin lips, "If you choose to go out now, you still have a way to survive."

Hua Yin's expression didn't fluctuate, he just walked in with long legs without slowing down, standing behind Ye Ningsheng on the right hand side, watching the video on the computer.

"With Liu Shuyun's performance, no matter how much he improves, it is impossible to reach such a point. There is definitely a problem,"

"Go away."

Ye Ningsheng's thick voice was mixed with strong ruthlessness, he gritted his teeth, as if he was going to strangle Hua Yin to death in the next moment.

"Stop! Just here, zoom in. There's something wrong with this place."

Hua Yin pressed the pause button, and accidentally brushed the back of Ye Ningsheng's hand.

As if being stung by a mosquito, Ye Ningsheng immediately withdrew her hand and clenched it into a fist. The veins on the back of her hand bulged, and her molars creaked.

He wanted to get up but was easily pushed down by Hua Yin.

"Since our purpose is the same, don't make mistakes."

Hua Yin twitched the corners of his lips in a deep voice.

Staring at the computer, typing on the keyboard with one hand, and sliding the mouse with the other, the video was edited and zoomed in continuously.

Then press play.

Move the mouse on the computer, "There is a problem, this place."

Ye Ningsheng restrained his expression, and stared coldly at the computer screen, "I've looked at this place no less than ten times, I'm sure, there is no problem."

Hua Yin played it again, "Look carefully again."

The young man's voice was warm and steady, magnetic and hoarse, "Look at his eyes and his pen, and see if there is anything wrong."

(End of this chapter)