You call Final Destination a safety education film?

In an eerie atmosphere, the movie "Hannibal" ended.

Lin Ye breathed a long sigh of relief.

Even with his thick skin, he felt extremely uncomfortable under everyone's gaze. Fortunately, Yin Jianhuan was sitting next to him, and the fresh, cool scent of her perfume relieved his anxiety to some extent.

"Are you... alright?"

Yin Jianhuan moved closer to Lin Ye, her eyes filled with concern, and asked in a low voice.

Lin Ye shook his head gently, indicating that he was alright.

Before long, all the films were screened, and the lights slowly came on, illuminating the entire screening room.

The host returned to the stage.

"Each work embodies the students' love for directing and their dedication to creation, fully demonstrating the original aspirations and talents of young directors."

"Thank you to all the teachers for your guidance, and thank you to all the creators for their hard work."

"..."

"May everyone uphold their passion and continue their journey on the path of filmmaking; the future is bright. This screening of graduation works from the Directing Department has now come to a successful conclusion!"

Thunderous applause erupted in the large screening room.

The scene gradually became lively, and people got up and left one after another, exchanging their thoughts on the movie as they walked. Some people even squeezed to the front row to greet the school leaders.

Lin Ye stood up and applauded with the others, then slumped back into his seat and closed his eyes to rest. Yin Jianhuan, sitting next to him, watched him quietly, a faint smile in her eyes.

Seeing that it wasn't a good idea to go up and call him directly, Jian Ping simply pulled the other roommates and left first.

On the way out.

"Brother Jian, what do you think that woman is...?"

"Shh." Jian Ping put his index finger to his lips. "I don't think Lin Ye is that kind of person."

"I feel that the beautiful woman is interested in Lin Ye."

"How did you figure that out?"

"A veteran gamer's intuition."

"Get lost." Jian Ping gave him the middle finger in an annoyed tone.

……

As Lin Ye regained his senses and got up to leave, he suddenly noticed a middle-aged man who looked like a leader staring in his direction from the row in front of him.

Lin Ye looked around and found that there were hardly any people around, so he tentatively pointed to himself.

The middle-aged man nodded slightly, gesturing for Lin Ye to come down and talk.

Lin Ye turned his head and whispered to Yin Jianhuan beside him, "Jianhuan, a school leader wants to see me. I need to go over there."

"it is good."

Yin Jianhuan responded and quietly watched him walk towards the front row.

Lin Ye strode up to the middle-aged man and said, "Good morning, leader."

"No need to be so polite. I'm not really a leader; I've just been temporarily assigned to oversee the directing department's work." The man waved his hand. "My name is Zhou Jianming; you can just call me Senior Brother Zhou."

"Zhou... Senior Brother?"

Zhou Jianming understood Lin Ye's doubts and added with a smile, "I'll show you something, and you'll understand why."

After saying that, he took an envelope out of his briefcase.

It was a very ordinary kraft paper envelope, signed by Ji Qiaosong.

That is, the former principal.

In an instant, the conversation at the school auditorium entrance that day echoed in my ears: "I'm going to trip up your graduation project a little."

Lin Ye was taken aback at first, then laughed.

By now, he had long understood that it was just a joke. The old man was thin-skinned and, although he wanted to help him, he insisted on pretending to be deliberately picking a fight.

"Before Teacher Ji went in, he spoke with us students, saying that he owed many people a lot in his life." Zhou Jianming paused, his voice softening, "His sister, his nephew, and those people who were pressured by his nephew at school..."

"I'll be mainly responsible for liaising with you."

Lin Ye remained silent.

"The teacher's methods were indeed not honorable; he used your work to set a trap for his nephew." Zhou Jianming looked at him, his tone becoming more serious. "Afterwards, he felt very guilty, thinking he shouldn't have put you in the spotlight."

"Before he went in, he repeatedly told me that he was sorry for you and asked me to take good care of you." Zhou Jianming looked at Lin Ye with a serious expression. "From now on, you are my junior brother. If you have any difficulties, just say so, and I will do my best to help you."

"This is to repay a little of what I owe my teacher."

Lin Ye gave a soft "hmm," then took the old principal's envelope and Zhou Jianming's business card.

Zhou Jianming glanced at his watch, then patted Lin Ye's arm: "I have some things to take care of, so I'll be leaving now. Call me anytime if you need anything, don't hesitate."

Lin Ye nodded: "Okay, Senior Brother Zhou."

Zhou Jianming smiled, turned around and slowly walked away with the departing crowd. Lin Ye stood there, holding the envelope and business card in his hand, watching him leave.

a long time.

Lin Ye casually stuffed the business card into his pocket, ran his fingertips over the envelope a couple of times, and solemnly opened the old principal's letter.

To my surprise, there was only one line of text on the letter.

"Just kidding, you fell for it!"

Lin Ye was both amused and exasperated.

He stuffed the letter back into the envelope, turned to look at Yin Jianhuan sitting in the middle, their eyes met, and Lin Ye nodded slightly toward the door of the large screening room, indicating that it was time to leave.

The sunlight was warm, and the wind carried the temperature of summer, but it wasn't too hot. The two walked slowly along the shade of the trees beside the playground.

Yin Jianhuan broke the silence first: "You seem a bit down. Did your boss reprimand you?"

"No, we were just having a normal chat." Lin Ye suddenly chuckled, a little helplessly. "I was just teased by someone."

Yin Jianhuan turned her head to look at him, her eyes filled with curiosity, but she didn't ask any further questions.

After walking a few steps, she said softly, "It's good that you're alright."

Lin Ye glanced at her sideways; the summer sunlight fell on the ends of her jet-black hair, like a layer of fine gold dust.

"Do I look good in my outfit today?" Yin Jianhuan suddenly asked as they walked.

Lin Ye didn't answer her question directly. Instead, he looked at her calmly and said, "Yin Jianhuan, I already have someone in my heart."

Lin Ye understood her thoughts, so he decided to refuse decisively and cut off all possibilities.

The air suddenly became quiet.

The expectation on Yin Jianhuan's face faded little by little. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, appearing somewhat broken beneath her exquisite makeup. Her voice was chillingly cold:

"Am I not pretty?"

"Very beautiful," Lin Ye replied earnestly. "She's probably the most beautiful person I know."

Yin Jianhuan chuckled softly, her eyes darkening: "Then why don't you like me?"

"For me, beauty isn't the deciding factor in liking someone." Lin Ye looked at her, his tone serious and without a trace of perfunctoriness. "If I liked you because you're pretty, I would leave you the same way if I met someone even prettier in the future."

"Such love is too cheap and perfunctory," Lin Ye continued, his voice soft yet exceptionally firm. "I can't do it, and I don't want to give you this false hope."

The sunlight was blocked by thick clouds, the dappled light on the treetops gradually faded, the warm breeze suddenly turned cold, and even the air seemed to become heavier.

"……I see."

The wind rustled through the leaves.