For The Ten-Year Appointment, We, The Fans, Went To Changbai Mountain

Chapter 1: Can I travel through time while sleeping?

The snow-capped Changbai Mountain stands under the blue sky and floating clouds. A strong wind blows from the mountain, and the pine branches covered with broken snow sway and fall to the ground.

At this time, in the Changbai Mountain Tourism Bureau, the Logistics and Publicity Section Office.

A young man with black hair was lying on the table, bathing in the lazy sunlight, his shoulders rising and falling slowly with his breathing.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Suddenly, the mobile phone not far from the young man's head vibrated, and the violent vibrations traveled along the tabletop, waking the young man up.

Song Chen, who was awakened by the vibrating phone, stretched out his hand to grab the phone, put it to his ear without looking at it.

"……crooked?"

"Song Chen, come to the conference room at 3:30 this afternoon. There is an important meeting that requires everyone to attend."

"ah?"

Listening to the unfamiliar male voice in his ears, sleepy-eyed Song Chen couldn't help but hurriedly raised his face lying on his arms. Inadvertently, his face was hit by the dazzling sunlight, and his eyebrows were obviously confused.

"Meeting? What kind of meeting? Didn't I already..."

Beep, beep...!

However, before Song Chen could finish his words, the person on the other side of the phone hung up the phone decisively.

Song Chen looked sleepy and confused.

"Didn't I just resign?... Why are you still calling me in the meeting?"

Ding!

Suddenly, the text message alert sounded on the phone, but Song Chen was not in the mood to look at his phone at this time.

He raised his head and looked sideways out of the window. He saw the vast expanse of snow covering the sky and the howling cold wind. Looking through the glass, he felt chilly.

Song Chen couldn't help but wiped his eyes, with lingering doubts on his face.

"I remember it's June now, right? Why is it snowing so heavily after just a short sleep? Is there any injustice?"

But almost immediately, Song Chen woke up and shook his head like a rattle, interrupting his thoughts.

"No! This place doesn't seem to be my home..."

Song Chen turned around and looked at the unfamiliar environment around him, as well as the fact that he was wearing a uniform issued by a certain unit, and a bold idea suddenly came to his mind.

"Fuck! Didn't I... travel through time?"

And Song Chen's brain seemed to let him recognize this fact, and a strange memory appeared in Song Chen's mind.

"hiss………"

The forced insertion of unfamiliar memories made Song Chen feel as if his head suddenly swelled.

He couldn't help but hug his head and lie on the table. The hands holding his head couldn't help but grab his hair hard.

After a while, Song Chen, who was lying on the table, slowly calmed down.

"Dragon Kingdom... Song Chen... tourist bureau clerk..."

After integrating his memories, Song Chen frowned and murmured in a low voice, probably understanding the situation at this time.

"I never thought I could travel through time while sleeping."

From the fused memories, Song Chen also confirmed the fact that he traveled through time.

Moreover, he has traveled to a parallel world that is almost the same as the earth!

However, only some details are different. The dragon kingdom in this world has grown rapidly. Its military and people's livelihood have developed rapidly, and it has the potential to become the world's most powerful country.

However, due to some reasons, the domestic tourism industry is extremely backward. Probably due to the impact of Western Disney and Universal Studios, there are very few young people who are interested in the mountains, rivers, scenic spots and historical sites of the Dragon Kingdom.

After graduating from college, Song Chen chose to follow his aunt’s ‘friendly advice’ and applied for the Tourism Bureau.

And after becoming a clerk, he was smoothly arranged by his aunt to join the Changbai Mountain Tourism Bureau, and was even assigned to a separate office.

The euphemistic saying is: a family should be neat and tidy!

As tourists come less and less in recent years and tourist attractions become increasingly depressed, Song Chen spends his days in the office fishing in troubled waters.

"Hiss... This life is so beautiful. It feels good to have traveled through time."

Recalling this period of life as a clerk, Song Chen nodded with satisfaction and happily accepted the fact that he had traveled through time.

After all, time travel is like a forced hug. Since you can't resist, just enjoy it with peace of mind.

"It seems like someone just said there was a meeting... and there was a text message."

Song Chen remembered the phone call when he had just traveled through time, and instinctively opened the phone and clicked on the text message.

[Chen Chen, don’t be late for the meeting. Otherwise, my aunt will spank you! 】

"It turns out to be my aunt... She is almost thirty, but she is still so lively."

After merging the memories, Song Chen's mind flashed with a woman wearing black stockings kicking his butt. Then he shook his head helplessly, stood up and moved his aching body.

"Then start a new life!"

Following the route in his memory, Song Chen quickly found the conference room on the third floor.

At the same time, I can’t help but feel grateful that the structure of the tourism bureau is simple.

Otherwise, it would be really difficult for Song Chen to find a conference room based on the memory of passing by him only once.

Bang! Bang!

His right hand was gently clasped on the meeting door in the shape of a fist.

"The door is unlocked, come in!"

Listening to the sound coming from the door, Song Chen pressed the door handle and pushed the door open to enter the conference room.

At this time, there were three or four people sitting in the conference room, and one of them, a man who looked about the same age as Song Chen, was waving to Song Chen.

"What a rare thing, Xiao Song, you are not late today~"

"Hehe, because the meeting is more important."

Song Chen scratched his head and replied with a smile, while silently sighing in his heart.

How useless was the previous ‘me’? Are you late for every meeting? Will I be late too in the future?

While Song Chen was thinking, he found a seat at the edge of the conference room and sat down.

Because in my memory, Song Chen would always choose the corner position every time, well, it was suitable for fishing.

"Huh? What is this?"

After sitting down, Song Chen found a document on the table and turned to look to the side.

After discovering that there is an identical document in front of every seat.

It seems that everyone has one, so it should be something that will be used in meetings.

With such thoughts in mind, Song Chen calmly opened the document in front of him, looked at the large characters on the homepage, and softly spoke out each word.

"Changbai Mountain promotional video pilot shooting task."