In the conference room, Zhou Manxin was explaining the project to several representatives from investment companies.

Zhong Xixi, who was sitting in front, held her chin with one hand, glanced over the absent-minded Chen Fan, with concern hidden in her eyes.

Since entering the conference room, Chen Fan's mental state has been very wrong, and he looks full of worries.

Thinking of the disappointed expression last night, when he knew that he was not Lin Xiuwan, Zhong Xixi felt a little embarrassed.

Finally, today's meeting ends.

Zhou Manxin sent the people out, and the others followed, only Chen Fan was still sitting there, looking at his cell phone.

Zhong Xixi deliberately waited until the end, and everyone else left, before finding the opportunity and asked, "Writer Chen, are you okay?"

Chen Fan looked up at her, and some turmoil in his heart still arose.

For him, it was already half a year ago to mistake her for Lin Xiuwan. However, for half a year in the dungeon, all the memories related to Lin Xiuwan were blocked.

He said politely, "It's okay."

Zhong Xixi could feel the coldness and distantness in his tone, and couldn't help but say, "Listen to Mr. Zhou, are you still thinking about being a producer assistant?"

After hearing what she said, Chen Fan vaguely remembered that there was something like this and said, "Yes."

"You are the author of this book and the screenwriter of the movie. I really hope you can join the crew." Zhong Xixi was impulsive and after saying these words, she felt a little regretful. With their current relationship, saying such words was a bit too good to show off.

Chen Fan looked at her in surprise and said, "I will think about it seriously." As he said that, his cell phone rang, and the number on the caller ID was a bit familiar, but it was not the contact person.

"Sorry, I'll answer a call."

He stood up and walked outside, answering the phone, "Hey."

A familiar female voice came from the other side of the phone, "Chen Fan, you big liar."

Chen Fan was stunned for a moment before remembering who his voice was, Qin Ruosu, the daughter of Lao Qin. Then, he remembered the ridiculous thing and fell in love with her online.

In the copy world, this part of the memory was also blocked.

"I promised to reply to my message. Why did I send you a message but never reply?" Qin Ruosu's voice was very angry on the other end of the phone.

At this time, Zhong Xixi and him were not far away from the door, and they were keenly discovering that there was a young woman's voice on the other side of the phone.

Then Chen Fan whispered, "I've been too busy recently."

Her heart sank slightly.

She knew Chen Fan very well, and from the tone of his words, she realized that the woman on the phone had a different relationship with him.

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"I'm really busy, let's talk to you later."

Chen Fan walked to the stairwell, and no one disturbed him.

"When will you come back?"

"It's almost done."

"Perfunctory."

"I don't know when the work here will be completed."

"Let's play two games with me. We haven't played together in a long time."

"Let's do it, tonight. I'm still in someone else's company now, so I won't tell you."

"I'm waiting for you."

Chen Fan hung up the phone and breathed a sigh of relief. If he had felt that he could not be sorry for Lao Qin before, he had experienced the rebirth of the copy world and met Qin Ruosu, who was still in the second grade of elementary school. When facing her, he felt guilty.

She only went to elementary school when she was in high school.

The key is that in the copy world, he could see the eight-year-old girl almost every day, wearing a school uniform and a red scarf, which could never be erased.

The psychological pressure is really huge.

Chen Fan shivered just by imagining the situation with her, and quickly threw this idea into his mind.

He put away his cell phone, opened the fire door, and returned to the corridor. He went directly to find Zhou Manxin.

"Mr. Zhou, I feel that I am not capable enough. Assistant of the producer, you should look for someone else."

"No more thinking? This is your hard work after all."

"No, I'm just a layman, and it's just a mess when I go. The production of the movie depends on the director and others."

"That's a pity. If you change your mind, you can come to me at any time."

"Then I'll leave first."

Chen Fan left her office.

He knew very well that the director and producer would have the final say on how to shoot movies in the future. Even if he had any different opinions, no one would listen to him.

Besides, he really knows nothing about making movies.

After arriving at the crew, I just do chores. If I see the plot being changed, it will be even more upset, and I will not go.

The most important thing is that Zhong Xixi is not Lin Xiuwan.

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Chen Fan left Manman Film and Television Company and did not take the subway. He walked back all the way. Looking at the skyscrapers in Pengcheng, he slowly found the feeling of returning to reality.

He has entered the dungeon world twice, and it has had a great impact on him. Every time he comes back, he has to take some time to adapt.

"I don't know how Chen Dong is doing now, and Cheng Bo, Liu Xinyu..."

Chen Fan couldn't help but think of these three best friends in high school. In the dungeon world, they chatted together at noon yesterday.

Back to reality, it has been ten years later.

He found Chen Dong's WeChat from the WeChat friend list and was about to send a message. He thought about it, but he didn't know what to say. Suddenly, he sent a WeChat message to someone, which seemed a bit too deliberate.

"Forget it, when you go home during the Chinese New Year, let's find them to get together again."

Chen Fan finally gave up the idea of ​​sending them WeChat messages.

As he walked, he suddenly felt something was wrong, "It seemed like he had forgotten something."

It was almost time to rent a house that he finally remembered, "By the way, practice."

In the rebirth copy, he changed back to his 17-year-old state, and his physical fitness was the same, and he couldn't remember the fact that he was good at martial arts.

I haven't practiced martial arts for half a year, how much does this have to be regressed?

Chen Fan suffered a lot in his first copy to master this skill. If he wasted this way, it would be too unlucky.

When Chen Fan thought of this, he returned to the rented house, changed into sportswear, and went out. He went to the park where he used to go to morning exercises.

It was only about ten o'clock, and the sun was quite strong, and it was warm in winter.
Chapter completed!