Luo Chuan felt that his identity could no longer be simply summed up with the word boss.

Director, screenwriter, lecturer, novelist, game developer…

It seems that there are many more identities inexplicably.

However, in comparison, he still prefers the title of the boss.

Mainly it's habit.

Luo Chuan turned over, buried his face in the pillow, took a deep breath, and smelled a nice faint fragrance.

"Luo Chuan, what are you doing?"

A familiar voice came from the side and could be heard. The owner of the voice was a little puzzled and a little funny.

Luo Chuan raised his head, a little embarrassed.

Yao Ziyan was standing beside the bed, looking at him curiously, but apart from the curious look on his face, there was only a smile like water in his eyes.

"I'm looking to see if you've lost any hair."

Luo Chuan said calmly that honesty is a good virtue, and it just so happened that he never lied.

"I see." Yao Ziyan nodded slightly, and the expression on her face could almost be described as "Although I don't believe it at all, I won't say it."

The time to wake up is related to the seasonal temperature.

After a simple wash, the cold water took away the last trace of sleepiness.

Luo Chuan came to the window, opened his arms and took a deep breath of the fresh air purified by magic.

Although he was already familiar with the smell of magic smoke, he still preferred the air without smell.

"Are you eating?"

After this movement, Luo Chuan could already feel the protests coming from his stomach.

"Isn't this waiting for you?" Yao Ziyan held her cheeks and watched Luo Chuan from beginning to end. After hearing his words, she also stood up and stretched, "It's so slow."

"Too soon is not good."

"Um?"

Yao Ziyan stretched halfway and stopped, looking at Luo Chuan with suspicious eyes.

"Why do you look at me like that?" Luo Chuan reached out and rubbed her hair.

Yao Ziyan turned her head to avoid his palm: "Although I don't know what's going on, I feel you are thinking of something strange."

"No, go and eat."

Yao Ziyan watched Luo Chuan's figure disappear from sight, clenched a small fist at him, and followed quickly: "Wait, why are you walking so fast."

Breakfast is prepared by Anno.

Luo Chuan felt that Yao Ziyan's influence seemed to be getting bigger and bigger. Judging from the current situation, she seemed to have the idea of ​​handing over the whole cooking power to the elf girl.

Even if he has many advantages, he doesn't need to study it deliberately.

But one thing to say, Anno's cooking talent is indeed very good.

After this period of practice, even if it is still a long way from Yao Ziyan, it is still a rare delicacy.

It's not that Luo Chuan can't eat anything made by the non-yao Ziyan.

It's just that he felt that the speed of the girl's fall was a little too fast.

"Why are you looking at me all the time?"

Yao Ziyan raised her head to look at Luo Chuan, her pink tongue brought the fruit porridge stuck to her soft lips into her mouth.

"fine."

Luo Chuan couldn't say, "The food in front of you has become much better when you eat." He forced himself to turn his attention to the elf girl who was concentrating on eliminating the food in front of him and trying to reduce his sense of existence. "Last night in the tavern. Did nothing happen?"

Humans are greedy creatures.

With the promotion plan of Wang Gulas, the number of customers in the store has also increased significantly, and the direct effect has been a decrease in stability.

Just two days ago, when the land of chaos erupted with endless rays of light, when most people's attention was attracted, someone tried to fish in troubled waters.

Of course, the result was self-evident, and Luo Chuan didn't take it to heart.

Just a casual mention.

"No." Anno shook his head and tried to swallow the food in his mouth. "By the way, Lord Wang Gulas seems to have something to ask the boss."

"Looking for me? What's the matter?" Luo Chuan was a little curious.

If he has any questions, it is Oxia, not him, that should be asked the most.

"Well...it seems to be from the theater." Anno thought for a while and replied.

theater?

Luo Chuan felt as if he knew what Wang Gulas had to find him.

It turns out that his guess was correct.

When he went downstairs after breakfast, he saw Wang Gulas who had been waiting in front of the counter for a long time.

"Boss, is there a new movie coming out?"

Straight to the point, without the slightest hesitation.

"Sit down and talk about it." Luo Chuan waved his hand, but he wasn't in a hurry.

In fact, Wang Gulas is also not in a hurry. If it weren't for the urgency of other members of the Elder Council, he might not care about this trivial matter at all.

Movie.

It's been a while since the last time a movie was shown at the Opera House.

The director of the Rose Opera House, Donald, died as a dancer and was succeeded by his wife Grace.

Even if there is an idea of ​​making a movie, it will not be realized in a short time.

Movies previously shown at the Opera House have been engraved in the original spar using magic, and they are basically repeated every day.

Wang Gulas had to admit that the story was really good.

But after so long, even he watched it several times, and he really didn't want to watch it again.

There's a new movie that seems like a good idea.

"There has been no new movie for a long time, can the boss contact the director Shinkai Seiko and show a new one?" Wang Gulas suggested.

In his opinion, "Your Name" that was previously shown is definitely not the only one, and there must be other stocks.

"Yes." Luo Chuan nodded.

"If it doesn't work... do you think it's okay?" Wang Gulas asked in surprise, not believing his ears.

"It's not a big deal, I'll tell her later." Luo Chuan waved his hand and said casually, "Is there anything else?"

"Um... no, boss, you continue to be busy."

Wang Gulas left unwillingly, looking at him, it seemed that he could not accept the fact that the boss had changed so much for a while.

"Are you really the Luo Chuan I know?"

Yao Ziyan, who came downstairs, heard the conversation between the two, and looked at Luo Chuan with suspicious eyes again.

If it wasn't for the understanding brought about by living together for so long, she would have reason to wonder if Luo Chuan was influenced by some unknown force.

It was Luo Chuan's palm that responded to her, and her hair, which had not been combed for a long time, was brutally handed again.

Luo Chuan took out his magic phone and was about to contact Shinkai Seiko.

After all, it was the movie she shot. If he made a rash decision, it would obviously be inappropriate, and he was too lazy to deal with so many troublesome things, so it would be better to let Seiko Shinkai handle it himself.

Perhaps it was a mere coincidence, when he just opened the contact page, Shinkai Seiko sent a message.