Reborn Super Producer

Wang Feng traveled through a parallel world... "Westward Journey, Charlotte's Troubles, Adventure King, just watch these three movies." Wang Feng mentioned three time-travel movies in one breath. "Journey to the West? What big talk? What worries? What are you talking about?" Zhou Xinyu had the word "confused" written on his face. "Westward Journey! No?" Shake your head... "Charlotte troubled?" Keep shaking your head... "The Adventure King? Jet Li?" Avatar rattle... "None of these movies?" Wang Feng's heart moved and he fell into deep thought. Then he saw his expression tighten and said solemnly: "Really? What about The Shawshank Redemption? Forrest Gump? The Alien series? Harry Potter? The Lord of the Rings trilogy? Warcraft? DC? Marvel? None?" Listening to these strange words, Zhou Xinyu rolled his eyes, showing an idiot look in his eyes. He stretched out his hand and touched Wang Feng's forehead and whispered: "There is no fever. Could it be that what the doctor said is right, is he really... Mentally ill?"