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Early in the morning, Yue Fei rubbed his aching head and crawled out of bed.

"Have I read too many novels …?" Why would he have such a bizarre dream? "I can f * cking make a movie now …"

The dream he had last night was simply too exciting. Immortals, monsters, ghosts, there were all sorts of things, but it was nothing. It was fine to dream weird dreams