After getting back together with my ex, I became popular

When Xu Chen said this, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong, so he couldn't even notice that he had crossed the line in his tone.

In his opinion--

Ji Fei is indeed his neighbor.

Ji Fei did play well too.

So ask your neighbor how you play so well, and then share your game experience and make an appointment to meet again at a later date. Logically speaking, there is no problem at all.

On the day when he first moved into the house, when Ji Fei was sitting next to Xu Chen and watching him play, he clearly didn't even know the rules of the game, and during the loading interval, he would suddenly ask a rookie-level question or two.

Why is he playing this all of a sudden?

Depend on.

Shouldn't...

Fuck me, is it taking the girls to get points? !

As soon as this idea came up, the wild horse in Xu Chen's mind suddenly started to run wildly, and he couldn't stop him from imagining a series of holding hands in the game, holding hands with each other, and then running away in online love. The scene at the pinnacle of life.

He pursed his lips, sat up straight from the chair, and in an inexplicable nervousness, re-cut into the game to see Ji Fei's historical record.

The first record was only four days ago, at one o'clock in the morning.

"Fall into a box."

The second time was still in the middle of the night, and the ranking actually rose in a straight line, reaching the mid-level level. After a few scattered rounds, it basically stabilized in the "top ten", and even won the "runner-up" once.

Ji Fei spent less time playing games than Xu Chen thought.And looking at the time and frequency, it is completely free to play two or three rounds, and they are all alone in solo queue.

Xu Chen leaned back in his chair and stepped on the table bar to shake the chair.

A person, um, awesome.

He tilted his mouth unconsciously, and by the way, took the time to sigh Ji Fei's abnormal learning ability.

It took only a few days to play at this level. If he was given another two months of training, it would be better to just play professionally.

However, imagining Ji Fei sitting paralyzed on the gaming chair playing games, this picture is too joyful for him.

Xu Chen couldn't help laughing out loud, bowed his head, bent his eyes, and shrugged his broad and flat shoulders slightly.After laughing for a while, the smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly stopped.

He pursed his lips to suppress a smile, and muttered self-deprecatingly, "What a fool," before releasing his foot to let the chair fall back into place.

At this moment, Ji Fei's reply came.

[X: "It's okay, no shame."]

As always, season-style replies in short style.

However, in the next second, there was another new message.

[X: "You are better."]

It was obviously three extremely simple words, but Xu Chen couldn't help but blush.He picked up the water at the table and took a few sips before bowing his head to type again.

[Xu: "How long have you been playing?"]

[Xu: "I wouldn't be able to eat chicken today without you."]

[X: "Yeah."]

[X: "You can find me if you want to play games in the future."]

The happiest thing about playing games is to find a teammate with a decent level. Ji Fei's words are exactly what Xu Chen wants.He said "Okay", and then thought of the equipment that the other party was wearing that couldn't be more rudimentary.

For a moment, he was fascinated by the self-consciousness of "the old fritters should cover up the new ones". After thinking about it, he clicked into the game again.

The phone on the table was silent for a while.

Ji Fei withdrew his gaze, moved his shoulders and neck slightly, and was about to get up to take a shower, when the dark screen suddenly lit up with white light, and the entries on the lock screen bar continuously jumped down.

The notification sound, ding dong ding dong, was actually a bit sweet.

Ji Fei was stunned for a second, scrolled in from the notification that was still being updated, and was directly sent to the game interface.

A message window pops up.

The page is full of clothes and equipment to be claimed.

Full screen.

You can't pull it all the way down.

The last notification that came in was a WeChat message.

Xu Chen sent: "For you."

.......

A good night's dream, this time's good dream is no longer just the old days.After waking up, Ji Fei sat on the bedside for a while, then stepped on his slippers and got up to wash.

At nine o'clock, he appeared on time in the study room of the luxury suite.

"Morning." He nodded to the team sitting around the table, and sat down at the main seat.

"Morning Ji."

After a few greetings, the meeting officially began.

He Xiuhua, Director of the Film Business Department, reported: "Mr. Ji, regarding the novel "Stardust", I discussed it with Editor Wang last night, and I have a certain degree of confidence in the adaptation. Our opinion is that we can almost start to evaluate it. , ready to initiate related work.”

"Stardust" is the novel whose copyright was just discussed yesterday. It tells the story of a stuttering painter's life, and the various stories surrounding the little painter, as well as his own struggle and tenacity in the ensuing adversity, are very interesting. Impress people.

The novel has a deep conception, and Ji Fei took a fancy to it at a glance.

Although it is difficult to adapt this niche style, and it is not a popcorn commercial film suitable for the whole family to watch together, it is a good seed for winning prizes and earning word of mouth.

The only trouble is that the writer of this novel has a weird temper and has lived abroad for a long time. The several emails I sent before trying to contact him all fell into the sea, and no one responded.

After several considerations, Ji Fei finally decided to take the team across the Pacific Ocean and come to talk in person.But even so, it took almost a week, and I looked at the thatched cottage, before finally letting the author of the original work let go.

"I disagree."

The one who spoke was Xue Yunzhi, the director of the production department.

She looked at Ji Fei and expressed her opinion: "This book is very good. Fortunately, the portrayal and shaping of the protagonist is perfect, and the storyline is even more tear-jerking, but the problem is also here."

"To put it bluntly, this is a biographical film. How to convey what the novel wants to express depends on two parts. One is adaptation, and the other is performance. I have no doubts about the abilities of director He and editor Wang, but I am worried It's the second point."

Xue Yunzhi paused, and continued: "Yesterday Mr. Song also said that he has to personally control the selection and appointment of people. This is a story about little people."

"Although it's a bit impolite to say that, the young painter is in his early 20s, and a large part of actors with deep qualifications and strong acting skills are excluded from consideration."

"Casting is the top priority, and I'm not optimistic at the moment."

He Xiuhua's field lies in film production and adaptation, and he really doesn't know much about Bo Hua's artists, so he humbly asked, "Aren't there any usable children we signed in?"

Xue Yunzhi explained: "It's not that it can't be used. The newly signed ones have very good seedlings recently. However, from the perspective of me, a reader of the original novel, I feel that there is still something missing."

"However... I can't tell where the difference is. I just think there should be someone more suitable."

"A woman's sixth sense, sister Xue." Someone joked.

"Why don't you contact the casting studio? Let them help us find newcomers."

"If you put it this way, I personally don't think it is necessary to be a newcomer who has already entered the industry. Amateurs are also fine. You can bring them into the group and grind them for a few months before going on stage."

Intense discussions went on for about ten minutes.

Ji Fei listened to the team's opinions, pondered for a moment, and said softly: "Everyone is very reasonable."

"The script adaptation work can be put on the agenda, and a good book needs to be polished slowly, but I will delay the evaluation of the project."

"The company's internal audition and casting studio can be grasped at the same time, and newcomers and amateurs are all considered."

Ji Fei tapped the table with his fingers, "But my bottom line is that a good story needs good actors, and shortages are better than excesses. After you go back, submit a rough plan and budget to me first."

"Ok."

"Ok, no problem."

"clear."

"Mr. Ji, the next project is about..."

—

The popularity of Xu Chen's live broadcast exceeded everyone's imagination.

During the process, the good looks online from the beginning to the end, the skillful and skillful shooting, and of course the tacit cooperation with that handsome teammate, all became topics that people who watched the live broadcast that night talked about.

Without any marketing, the keyword entry [Xu Chen eats chicken] climbed to the top [-] on the hot search list that night, the number of fans gradually increased, and the number of private messages and likes doubled , It can be regarded as a small out of the circle again.

In fact, his popularity has opened up a little bit, and he barely walked up a step from the [-]th line that no one cares about, and became "the face is handsome, the game is good, and then...then it's gone" The seventeenth line.

There is no shortage of good-looking people in the entertainment industry. Countless people shine like shooting stars for a while, and then fall silent, without hearing from them again.Xu Chen knew this, and Guanying, which had thousands of trainees under its banner, knew it even more.

So from the second day after the production of "Ten Years" was finished, Wang Wen took him directly from the set to the company, holding his popularity data analysis form along the way, very excited, and kept saying that Xu Chen's future was bright.

After entering Guanying Company, I went directly to the vice president's office on the 24th floor.The secretary in a black suit knocked on the door with the folder in his arms, and said, "Mr. Huang, Xu Chen is here."

"Come in." A clear female voice came from inside the door.

As soon as half of his body entered the conference room, Wang Wen's Hongliang voice rang out, complimenting him with a smile: "Boss Huang, good morning, good morning."

Xu Chen followed behind, neither humble nor overbearing, and greeted with a natural attitude: "Mr. Huang, good morning."

Huang Yu was originally looking at the scenery through the floor-to-ceiling windows, but when she heard the voice, she turned her chair and turned her head, pressing the cap of the spring pen in her hand: "Good morning."

Then he raised his hand to signal: "Sit down, order as you like."

"I'm different from Lao Zhao, I'm easy to talk to."

"What do you want to drink?" She asked again, "Coffee, tea?"

Xu Chen shook his head: "Water is fine."

Wang Wen echoed: "Me too."

The secretary came in with two glasses of water and closed the door to leave. The office became quiet and cool.

"Your live broadcast is very effective."

Huang Yu got straight to the point: "There are already such results before the marketing account has even started to be linked, which means that your popularity has already risen."

Xu Chen: "Thank you, Mr. Huang."

"Seize the opportunity, the company expects a lot from you."

She stood up, walked to Xu Chen's side, and put the tip of her pen on the folder in front of his eyes: "The notebooks of the two web dramas I mentioned to you before have already been downloaded."

"Look, which one do you want to choose?"