Old man Bai, Zuo Cheng, Lin and Huang's two deputies.... No, it should be the dean now, President Mu, Su Ran, Zilong, as well as Wenren Yuwei and Uncle Yan's family who were standing aside, as well as behind Su Ran's body, but staring at Wei Ge Lao's jumping with a fierce look.

"Ladies and gentlemen, long time no see." Fang Yan smiled, smiled brightly, and his eyes were red.

Old Man Bai rushed up with an arrow, five years of not seeing, Old Man Bai became a lot haggard, Fang Yan knew that with Old Man Bai's cultivation, five years of time, it was impossible to leave such a mark on his face, there was only one possibility, that is, he was worried that he had become like this.

Old Man Bai looked at Fang Yan for a while, and patted Fang Yan's shoulder heavily, "It's good to wake up, it's good to wake up." ”

Fang Yan gave Old Man Bai a big hug with his backhand, "Old man, I'm back." ”

After a while, Fang Yan let go of Old Man Bai and walked to the front of the crowd, he didn't rush to greet Lin Haoran and them, but looked at the fat Wei Ge Lao in front of him with a smile, "Wei Ge Lao, you are looking for me today, is there anything wrong?" ”

Even though Wei Ge Lao has rich experience and his face has been tempered by officialdom for a long time, he will be choked speechless, and he can't say that he came here today to let the legendary monk check the memory of the dialect, right?

As for the expiration of the contract, now that Fang Yan has woken up, he will not bring it up again, but to send it to the face to smoke.

Although the Continent Demon Shadow has developed rapidly in the past few years, he is not really stupid, so he looks down on the creator of the Demon Shadow.

You know, many of the famous magic shadows in recent years are still filmed according to the template of the dialect.

Wei Ge Lao laughed a few times, "Hahaha, the original plan of this pavilion today was to invite the legendary monk to come and see if he could restore Director Fang to his senses through some means of spiritual power, but now it seems that there is no need for it, there is still a meeting in the cabinet today, and this pavilion will no longer bother, you please, please." ”

After finishing speaking, Wei Ge Lao arched his hand towards everyone, and turned around and left with Vice President Qian.

Looking at the departing Wei Ge and his party, the dialect was a little speechless, this cheeky person was really thick enough, and he stubbornly said that he was desperate to save his life.

Ignoring Elder Wei Ge, Fang Yan turned around and looked at the people present.

Although only a day or two had passed in the concept of dialects, in the Yunyao Continent, five years had passed.

Except for Old Man Bai, the other older ones such as Zuo Cheng, Yan Gang, and Lin Haoran have not changed much, President Mu has changed a little and began to grow a mustache, and Wenren Yuwei and Su Ran have become more mature.

The biggest change is the two little guys of snack goods and small wealth fans.

Five years have passed, the two little girls are much taller, and they are no longer the two little girls who could sit on Fang Yan's shoulders five years ago, but their eyes are still very clear, and the tears flashing in their eyes tell Fang Yan that they have not forgotten this big brother.

By the way, and stupid cats.

Fang Yan lowered his head, looked at the hunched body, hesitated to jump to his feet, five years have passed, Jump has not grown up at all, the cat turned around the dialect twice, after determining the identity of the dialect, 'meow meow' jumped to the dialect, and the barbed tongue licked the dialect vigorously.

"I'll translate it, it's supposed to say, shovel, meow, you're finally back!" The voice of the dryad teasing sounded in the ears of the dialect.

Dialect: "......"

"Fang Yan wakes up, everything is easy to say," Lin Haoran's face also showed an excited look, "Come, come, let's go into the house and talk." ”

Fang Yan nodded, he also had a lot of news to know, five years have passed, how far has the Demon Shadow developed in the Yunyao Continent? How are the two businesses of Xiyun Daily and Character Perspective progressing? And is the original big database still running?

Everyone returned to the house and sat down in turn, and the two little ones filled tea for everyone, and Fang Yan also greeted everyone who had not seen him for a long time.

The Empire has known about the Dialect's accident in the past five years, and the Heavenly Dog Empire has also paid some price for it, as for the period when Dialect is unconscious...... No one knew that he had seen the dryad, and everyone thought he had been completely unconscious for the past five years.

"Hehe, Vice Dean Lin, oh, wrong, should Dean Lin and Dean Huang?" Fang Yan looked at Lin Haoran and Huang Fei with a smile, and provoked the conversation, "I haven't seen you for five years, and the two of you have also been promoted, red envelopes?" ”

Who took care of himself during the coma, and how much was the value of those bedside elixirs, these trivial matters did not need to be asked at this time, what the dialect cared about was the relevant information of the Demon Shadow Industry.

Vice Dean Lin smiled and nodded in dialect, "I haven't seen you for a few years, your kid is still so poor, I see if you can still laugh later." ”

Fang Yan raised his eyebrows, "Yo, then can you tell me about the current situation?" I've just woken up, and I'm still a little confused, so if you scare me, maybe I'll be awake. ”

The tree spirit has passed on all Jacob's memories to the dialect, and the current dialect is in terms of professional technology, not to mention in the Yunyao Continent, there are few people on the earth who can compare to him, but at this time, the drama still has to be done enough, otherwise Lin Haoran will not have to answer.

"In the past five years, the magic shadow industry in the entire Yunyao Continent has been growing rapidly," Lin Haoran looked serious, "You were in a coma for a year or two, and all countries are still slowly groping on this road, and some of the magic shadows filmed are not very good, basically driven by the popularity of the actors, but after falling for a few years, some magic shadows with a very good box office appeared." ”

"That's right," Old Man Bai also nodded, and as soon as Fang Yan woke up, his whole complexion was much better, "For example, "Heaven and Earth Decision", "My Puppet Has a Spirit", "Sword Sweeping the Clouds", these Demon Shadows, although there is still a distance from the results of the Demon Ring, but the response on the mainland is very good, after all, the past few years have ...... You're unconscious, and you don't have a shadow to produce, so you can only choose the taller one among the shorter. ”

Fang Yan nodded, he had thought of this a long time ago, and when he first signed the contract, Fang Yan was so that he could avoid external forces in the early years, so that he could devote all his energy to the Demon Shadow.

It's a pity that people are not as good as heaven after all, and the secret realm caused me to miss the first five years and miss the opportunity to cultivate audience brand loyalty in the early days.

But is the tongue losing? No, in five years, in exchange for all the memories of a world-class director, this alone is worth blood, not to mention that dialects have the opportunity to return to the 'earth'.

Before Jacob's memory, the advantage of dialects lies in the experience accumulated in previous lives, which is more of a non-professional theoretical knowledge, that is, the understanding of a film by an ordinary movie fan, although this knowledge is useful in the early days, but after a period of rapid development of the Shadow industry, this advantage will become almost non-existent.

Now it's different, the film on the earth has developed for more than 100 years, and the professional knowledge of film studies, as well as the on-site experience of world-class directors, have all been obtained in dialects, and this advantage is not something that can be surpassed in a few years or more than ten years.