The Late School

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After being named by the team leader and commenting on "This brave man is obviously strong but overly cautious", Jiang Rong couldn't wait, and opened his mouth.

"Group leader, my script is very interesting..."

Talked about a lot of advantages.

Old Liu calmly said, "I also talk about shortcomings."

Jiang Rong was stunned and said, "I don't think it has any shortcomings, it's good."

Lao Liu: "How can there be no shortcomings, because the script has shortcomings."

Jiang Rong thought for a while and said, "There are no shortcomings."

The group leader said: "I see what you mean by shortcomings."

"Haha, team leader, I'm short and short, but I also have shortcomings. For example, some plots are relatively old-fashioned, like a princess calling a warrior to save the world..."

She squeezed three shortcomings from her teeth, and couldn't say anything else.

Huh?How come there are three?

The team leader looked around at other theatergoers and asked, "Other people? He Chao?"

He Chao spoke his own point of view, and finally said: "The last one I think is the biggest shortcoming, that is, I am afraid that the market will have difficulty in accepting it."

The group leader said unhappily: "Don't take a shot, just gimmick a little, come! One time, hurry up!"

Everyone felt the cold, and He Chao quickly said: "The greatest characteristic of a brave is that he is strong but cautious..."

After him, two people talked about their views on the brave. They both thought it was interesting, but when they checked their shortcomings, they all said they did not meet the mainstream demand of the current market.

What is the mainstream demand in the current market?

Passionate blood, pass the battle, evenly matched, and even the enemy is strong, the protagonist is in desperate situation, the small universe bursts, explodes...In short, it must go through hardships and deaths to defeat the opponent and achieve transformation.

And the script of the brave goes against the mainstream of the market.The protagonist is too strong and so cautious, then he's spanking, just spanking.

After everyone finished speaking, the group leader Liu did not comment and clicked on the next group to speak.

Jiang Rong couldn't help but interjected: "Boss, who wrote this script?"

Old Liu glanced at her and said, "Does it matter who wrote it?"

Jiang Rong: "I just want to get acquainted with this tease... it's huge."

Old Liu said: "You turn around and ask Zhang Tan, he knows."

Everyone looked at Zhang Tan, Jiang Rong said, "Zhang Tan, you know, so you still fight with me in the morning, it's not righteous."

Zhang Tan: "I have concerns when you comment."

Jiang Rong doubted: "Did the team leader write it?"

Old Liu was a little happy, but denied: "My mentality is not that young."

Next, the remaining few people spoke one by one. After the meeting, Lao Liu left Zhang Tan to discuss his brave script.

"Overall is very good, but everyone is right. This style is too different from the mainstream demand in the current market, and the corresponding risks are too great..."

Zhang Tan can understand what the team leader means.

Animation is a very long process, which is more troublesome than live-action movies, and the production process is complicated. It involves the division of labor and collaboration between hundreds and thousands of people. Each screen must be drawn frame by frame, so once the project is established, it will take two years soon.

With such a large amount of engineering and amazing cost, the animation company has to operate cautiously. Instead of betting on a brave, it is better to be safe and establish a mainstream animation, such as "Tianyu Mountain."

After understanding it, Zhang Tan has no regrets. He didn't think that the brave could set up the project. He just wanted to hear the professional screenwriter's views on this story and test the market's reaction. Now the goal has been achieved.

Back in his seat, Zhang Tan packed up his things and got off work. Jiang Rong followed up and asked, "Zhang Tan, Zhang Tan, haven't you told me who wrote the brave?"

Zhang Tan walked and said, "Why do you want to know who the author is?"

Jiang Rong: "I think this author suits my taste very well. I want to know who it is. Tell me quickly."

"I."

After Zhang Tan got into the elevator, Jiang Rong stared at him outside.

"Are you going to come in? The elevator is going to shut down."

"Huh? Oh oh oh."

Jiang Rong hurriedly followed into the elevator and continued to stare at him.

"What look is this?"

"Zhang Tan, what did you just say? You wrote the brave?"

"Yes, I am the funny one."

"... So you are the big guy behind the scenes, deliberately watching me joke."

Zhang Tan didn't stop for a moment. He got out of the elevator, and the people outside came in. Only a girl inside was hitting the elevator shaft with her head, muttering that I am more funny than me.

Someone kindly asked: "The elevator is going up, are you going out?"

Jiang Rong touched her forehead, her skin was tight and not scratched.

"Thank you on the 8th floor."

Jiang Rong, who had gone back and forth, found colleagues who were leaving from get off work one after another, and ran and said one by one, you know, the funny one who wrote about the brave is Zhang Tan.

Very boring and gossip.

Zhang Tan came out of the subway exit, went to the vegetable market, bought some vegetables, returned home, rolled up his sleeves, wrapped his apron, and started cooking dinner.

He is more particular about food and his cooking skills are very good.

Pushing open the kitchen window, the voice of a child in the yard came.

"Are there any kids? Kids—are you there?"

"There is no such thing as a melon baby."

Under the shadow of the trees, no one was seen, but even if you didn't look at it, you knew it was a little white child's shoe.

She is the only one who speaks Sichuan dialect.

After a while, there was a popping sound from the yard, a small figure playing football in the yard, really wearing white children's shoes from China.

This kid is the first to come to the school. When there are no friends, she plays football or digs sand.

There is no skill, just catch up and kick her, then catch up and kick again. The only difference from running is that there is a football teasing her.

Suddenly, Xiaobai Children's Shoes looked up and saw Zhang Tan who was in the window. He held his head held high and stared at it for a while, and the small face with the bandage tape faced Zhang Tan.

She picked up the football, ran closer, stuck under the window, stretched out two fingers, and asked, "Uncle, what is this?"

Zhang Tan was speechless for a while, and didn't want to answer. Ping Bai lowered his IQ, but if he didn't answer Xiao Bai would think he was drunk.

"This is 2!"

Xiao Bai said with a grin and said, "Uncle, come here to play? Come and play."

Picking up the football and patting on the ground means to play football together.

That day she saw Zhang Tan show her a foot, and felt a little bit powerful, suitable for playing with her.

Most people, she still looks down on those with poor skills.

In Little Red Horse Academy, there are not many girls who can play football with her, and boys are prone to fight with her.

My mother won't let me play with you!Zhang Tan thought to himself, not embarrassed to say that.

"I don't want to play football now."

Xiaobai still warmly invites:

"Come on, come on."

"No more."

"Come on, play tricks, come down."

"Really not coming."

"Quickly come down and play the game."

"Thank you for not coming."

"Paws? Why don't the paws come?"

Xiaobai jumped up, a bit fierce, and didn't even come with such a warm invitation. What did he mean?

Zhang Tan couldn't laugh or cry, he was so enthusiastic, how could there be a sense of oppression of a domineering president??

"I'm making dinner, I can't play football with you."

What he made was fried pork with oyster mushrooms.

"Have you not eaten it?" Xiaobai asked.

"What to eat?"

"vast."

"What is this? You speak Mandarin."

"Are you still out of food?"

"No, have you eaten?"

"Eat it."

"If you can't exercise vigorously after eating, you will have stomach pain."

"My stomach doesn't hurt."

...

The two chatted, Xiao Bai gave Zhang Tan a very peculiar feeling. This baby has a cute and domineering style, cute and domineering, cute and fierce. The last sentence is very strong in gunpowder, and he jumped up. The disagreement made an appointment, but it disappeared in the next second.

The guard in the far distance, Li Li, looked over frequently, thinking that Xiaobai was provoking Zhang Tan. This kid did it. During this time, he did not forget to win over him and told him to give Zhang Tan two earwax.

He didn't worry, left his post and came over to see what was going on.If it was a quarrel, he had to persuade him to fight, but he approached and heard them chatting and talking about food. Although not like an old friend, he was not an enemy.

Isn't it shouting and killing?How did it change in a flash?

After listening for a while, he determined that the two of them couldn't turn their faces, and then left quietly. Fortunately, he had not been bewitched by Xiaobai before to cause Zhang Tan to stumble, otherwise he is not a human inside and outside.

The child was really unreliable, saying that he was reconciled, and he almost ran into his old waist.

"Good fragrance."

Xiaobai stood downstairs and sniffed, and immediately clutched his neck.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhang Tan asked.

He looked at the range hood, it was turned on, there is no possibility of odor leakage, and it floated to the first floor?

He was worried and turned on the range hood to the highest level.

"My neck is so sore, I'd better come up and chat with you."

Lost the football and slipped into the building.

Soon, Xiaobai knocked on the door.

Zhang Tan wiped his hands and came out to open the door.

"I'll eat it for you." Xiaobai grabbed a handful of boiled peanuts in his pocket and handed it to Zhang Tan.

"You save it for yourself, I won't eat it."

"Paws? You don't eat paws? What do you mean?"

It's so fierce, if you don't eat her peanuts, she seems to be eating it.

"..." Zhang Tan said, "I'm going to have dinner. I can't eat when I'm full."

Xiao Bai didn't care, put the peanuts in his hands and forced them to eat.

What a domineering president Fan.

Zhang Tan couldn't laugh or cry. To show his sincerity, he peeled a piece of food on the spot and invited Xiao Bai to come in and sit down.

Xiaobai lay on the edge of the door, looked down at the shiny floor, and shook his head and said, "My jiojio is so dirty, it will stain your home."

Immediately he looked inside and asked: "Uncle, what are you doing to eat thiol?"

Zhang Tan: "Fried pork with oyster mushrooms, would you like to come in and have a look and try my craft?"

Xiaobai shook his head: "I'm going to wait for the kids, bye~"

Ran away in a hurry.