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"What are you going to do? Are you still being reasonable? We are just learning, why don't you let us go?"

"Study? You said it wrong, aren't you planning to plagiarize?" An Chen was still smiling at this time.

"What plagiarism? We don't have it. This can't be called plagiarism at all." The two people opposite were still trying to argue.

"What should it be called?" An Chen asked.

"This, this should be" The two of them thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure out what it should be?

"Don't know how to say it? Let me help you. I shouldn't say plagiarism. So, in Chinese it is called borrowing, in mathematics it is called analogy, in English it is called copy, in geography it is migration, in biology it is transcription, in physics it is reference system. In chemistry it’s called isomers, in politics it’s called seeking common ground while reserving differences, and historically it’s the unification of culture, right?”

After An Chen said this long paragraph, not only the two people opposite him, but also the people on his side were confused.

"Yes!" Before the two people on the opposite side could react, they subconsciously answered according to An Chen's thinking.

As soon as this answer was uttered, there was a burst of ridicule around them. The two people thought for a moment before reacting.

"What's right? Hurry up and delete the secretly filmed video." Ling Han looked at these two people and subconsciously felt that these two people were sick, and the disease was still in their brains, maybe because they were atrophied.

"Delete it, delete it now, we haven't captured anything yet." The two men finally admitted,

"What else do you want to take pictures of? It's already very unethical to do tricks behind your back, and plagiarism is also shameful." I don't know which classmate made a condemning voice.

Under the watchful eye, these two people deleted the secretly filmed video, including the backup, and then were sent out by several people in person.

There was actually nothing useful in the video taken by those two people, but An Chen just wanted them to delete it. They had no right to take the image away.

"Handsome!" Some people shouted to An Chen after secretly discussing it.

"Low-key." Xiangpichen sat down again. Those two people just wasted time again. It's really annoying.

"Well, I have an opinion about the filming location." Ai Yamin was the first to put forward the idea, "I think the music room is very good."

"Do you have any photos?" An Chen asked.

Ai Yamin shook his head, but someone behind him sent a photo of the music room on his phone.

An Chen looked at the photo. It was a circular classroom surrounded by a circle of stepped seats and a piano in the middle.

"You can keep this place temporarily. If you have any other recommended places, we can choose them first and then exclude them later." An Chen wrote the music room in a corner of the floor plan with a ballpoint pen.

"I feel like the gym we're staying in now is pretty good," Cheng Han said immediately.

"It's indeed good. I also have this plan. How many of you here know how to play basketball? We want boys."

There were quite a few people raising their hands. An Chen counted them roughly and found that there were about forty or fifty.

"Now that we have mentioned the gym, let me first talk about my current plan. I hope to shoot a brief scene of basketball playing in the gym. Everyone else is scattered in the stands. We also need to select seven or eight girls to play cheerleaders. ."

"How long will the filming take?"

"We control the entire video time to less than two minutes, preferably around one minute and forty seconds, and this clip will only last about ten seconds after editing."

"Jiang Yuan seemed to be the captain of the basketball team before, right?" There were actually quite a lot of people sitting together with nearly 200 people. At this time, except for those who were very close, An Chen couldn't tell the difference between what other people were saying.

This life is not a rush, you might as well watch the stars along the way