The Late School

Xiaobai sat on a small stool, holding a glass bottle, and looking at Zhang Tan who was walking around the house with his head held high. Seeing that he was not going to the kitchen, he curiously asked, "Uncle, why don't you eat rashly? "

Zhang Tan glanced sideways at the clock on the wall, and said, "It's nine o'clock now. I have eaten outside."

"Oh." Xiaobai nodded his head, immediately remembered something, and said unhappily: "Then your paws don't play with me? What do you mean?"

Before Zhang Tan excused not to eat, so he didn't play football with her.

"Emmmm~~~~"

"Hmm? What are you talking about?"

What's up?How do you feel the posture of Xingshi asking sin?Do you want me to compensate?

"...I'm sorry." Zhang Tan confessed, "I lied, but it's actually too late. It's already dark, OK? I'll play football with you tomorrow."

Xiaobai was stunned at what he said, and looked at his face curiously. This is the first time that an adult has said sorry to her. Isn't it only children who say sorry?

"Oh. Good, don't lie to me."

"I will never lie to you, by the way, do you like forwards?"

Xiaobai stunned: "What is it? A bee? Is it a bee?"

It turned out to be football Xiaobai. Zhang Tan didn't embarrass her and said: "Then I will be a goalkeeper tomorrow, how about you coming to shoot?"

Xiaobai understood this, and said confidently: "Don't be kidding, playing football is my strong point, don't blame me if you hurt you~"

Zhang Tan smiled and said, "I definitely don't blame you, let me go."

"What do you put here?"

"……horse."

"Why do you want to let the horse come here? Let the dog go."

"..."

It makes sense.

Zhang Tan took out the grapes from the refrigerator, washed them, placed them in a small dish, brought them to Xiaobai's side, and asked her to eat them.

Xiaobai took a quick look, did not move, but raised the glass bottle and said, "Uncle, do you still want to see my Tintin cat?"

"Ting Ding Mao? I don't watch it, you can keep it for yourself."

"Then I put the Tintin cat away."

She got up and asked Zhang Tan if she could go to his balcony. Only after getting permission, she held the glass bottle and reached into the bottle mouth, gently caught the dragonfly, held it in her palm, and let it fly.

Zhang Tan asked curiously: "Don't you like Tintin cats?"

Xiaobai watched Tintin cat fly away and disappeared, so he returned to the house reluctantly and replied, "Catch it tomorrow."

"Then you let it go?"

"Let Ding Ding Mao'er go find his mother Si for a while, it will go to sleep and tell her."

"……Ok."

"Bye~"

"Huh? Why?"

"I'm leaving, bye~"

It really came and went in a hurry.

Zhang Tan politely stayed: "Sit down for a while."

Xiaobai put on the little shoes at the door and said that she was busy and wanted to play with the children.

"Then bring some small grapes to eat."

"Don't eat, don't eat."

"Eat some, I've prepared it for you, are you so shameless?"

This kid always doesn't eat his food, which makes him a little frustrated.

Isn’t it enthusiastic enough?

Must be enthusiastic today.

"Don't eat, don't eat."

"Eat a little, eat a little, here you are."

"This is not good~~~~"

"What's wrong, come on, give some face."

Zhang Tan was all made Trump sound.

He enthusiastically poured the grapes from the small plate into a fresh-keeping box and stuffed it in Xiao Bai's hand.

Since Zhang Tan is so enthusiastic, Xiaobai couldn't bear to smash his enthusiasm.

"This is not good~~~ Bring it back to the children to eat."

She took the crisper and said, "A lot, this is not good~~~"

"Nothing bad, very good, very good."

"Why do you want me to thank you?"

She was serious when she said this.

"Why don't you sing a song to me."

Xiaobai is not stage fright, and opens his mouth.

"Tang Seng riding a horse bang that bang, followed by a Monkey King. Monkey King, running fast, followed by a pig monster..."

Finished singing a Sichuan minor.

"Do you want it?" Xiaobai asked.

"It's a must, it sounds good."

Zhang Tan sent the kid out, and said uneasy: "I'll send you downstairs, go slowly."

Xiaobai asked: "Are there any ghosts?"

"..." Zhang Tan squeezed his sweat, "That's not it."

Xiaobai heard that there were no ghosts, and immediately waved him to go back, saying that she was not afraid of ghosts.She is afraid of a ghost.

Zhang Tan heard the doorman Lao Li say that she likes to sneak into the yard to play, and he didn't feel relieved. He didn't come back until he handed her over to Teacher Xiao Liu.

When he got home, Zhang Tan saw the corner of the hallway, neatly placed small slippers, they didn't wear them at all.

Little white children's shoes are so good, um, provided that she doesn't go crazy, curse, or fight.

When the air conditioner was turned on in the room, Zhang Tan closed the doors and windows of the balcony tightly, and suddenly saw a dragonfly parked on the balcony, as if it were the one Xiaobai had set off.

Why don't you listen to Xiaobai and go to her mother.

He turned off the main light in the house, only turned on the spotlight above the sofa, put the laptop on his lap, and found a newly released movie. He saw its promo on the subway yesterday and it was very popular.

It would be great if there was a projector. It would be much cooler to project the movie directly on the wall than on an 18-inch laptop screen.

This movie is called "The Chaser", which is a modern Kung Fu film.

Zhang Tan didn't watch the movie right away, but found the real-time box office. It was released for 5 days and the box office exceeded 1 billion. It is undoubtedly the box office bomb of this summer vacation, which opened the exciting summer vacation this year.

Box office is not the focus of Zhang Tan's attention. The review is the most liked film review. The title is "A Tribute to Traditional Martial Arts Movies, Inherited and Innovated Chaser".

Below this film review is another "(Contains spoilers, please watch carefully) Chaser: A New Level of Violent Aesthetics"

Zhang Tan opened the second chapter without hesitation. He has a habit of knowing the result first, otherwise he feels uncomfortable, like a cat tickling, he even wants to directly pull the movie to the last 5 minutes, and then watch it again at the end. .

At the end of this film review, "The Chaser" can hit Oscars.

Zhang Tan curled his lips and watched three more film reviews one after another. He had a general impression of the movie "The Chaser" before ordering the feature film, the full screen, and the speaker.

An hour and a half later, when the movie was over, Zhang Tan sat up, put his laptop on the coffee table, pulled the movie to the 70th minute, and watched the climax ending again.

The movie "The Chaser" is indeed very good. It is pure and pure in rhythm control, and it makes people excited. It is a popcorn movie full of connotation and refreshing.

Zhang Tan classified it as a popcorn movie.

As for many film critics saying that they can hit the Oscars, Zhang Tan thinks it is completely brainless.

He recalled the high praise film reviews he had just watched. He either didn't mention the point or stayed on the surface. He couldn't help itching his hands and vomiting unpleasantly. He sat back at his desk, typed on the keyboard, and wrote a short review that was less than a thousand words , Specially registered an account, the net name is "Wonderful" and posted it on the film review website.

He closed the computer, the clock on the wall pointed to 11 o'clock, poured a glass of water, went out and went downstairs. The children slept in the dormitory on the second floor, but there were also a few who refused to sleep, relying on the activity area on the first floor. play.

Xiaobai is one of them.

Zhang Tan found her in the reading area.

She sat in the corner alone, with the shadow on her feet, a picture book spread out on her legs, her elbows on her knees, her palms resting on her small face, her ears-length hair naturally hanging down, covering her face , It makes people wonder if she is reading or dozing off.

Hearing the footsteps, Xiaobai raised his head, revealing a small face under his hair, and his eyes were piercing. Seeing Zhang Tan, he waved happily and asked if he could tell her the story in the picture book.

"You should sleep." Zhang Tan said.

"Afo'er Windmill, very beautiful, uncle, Xiaobai will go to bed after finishing talking, okay?"

Okay, Zhang Tan took the picture book and turned to the cover. What is Afo'er, a windmill, is obviously "Afo, Field Mouse".

"Where did you see? I'll go on."

Xiao Bai shook his head, smiled without saying a word, a black face, two rows of white teeth.

"Ok?"

"I didn't read it, Xiao Bai couldn't read."

"...??"

I really find excuses. It’s late. Zhang Tan didn’t want to waste time. He opened one of the short stories, "Collecting Sunshine," and preached:

"Winter is here, and the little voles are preparing for the winter, some hoarding corn, some hoarding rice..."

Xiaobai interjected: "Corn is the corn."

"..." Zhang Tan nodded: "Yes, corn is also called Baogu. Some stock biscuits, only..."

Xiaobai interjected again, this time surging Trump: "You are Baogu, and I am the beard on the tip of Baogu."

"..." Zhang Tan asked a question mark on his face: "What do you mean by this?"

"Goose, goose, goose~~"

Xiaobai laughed like a goose and shook his head, "Uncle, continue to talk about Si."

Zhang Tan stared at her suspiciously, always feeling that the kid was scolding him just now, no, he would go back to the room and check it online later, it would be a disadvantage if he didn't understand Sichuan dialect.

"All the voles are working, only Afo seems to be unprepared, only collecting sunlight, air and color. Then winter really came, when the voles were hiding at home when there was no sunlight and no color, Afo I started to tell everyone about sunlight and colors, which immediately made everyone feel very warm..."

"Okay, that's over, go to sleep!"

Zhang Tan put away the picture book, without giving Xiaobai any chance, inserted the picture book on the shelf, and took her back to the bedroom.

"Uncle~"

"Ok?"

"I'm not called Xiaobai now."

"what?"

"Xiao Bai's name is Afo'er."

Immediately, the kid broke free and ran away.

Zhang Tan thought she regretted it and was not ready to go to bed, but followed her, but saw her come back with the crisper.

"Uncle, here you are!"

Tuck the crisper into Zhang Tan's hand.

This is a disposable fresh-keeping box, which can be thrown away when used up, but Xiao Bai not only didn't throw it away, but also washed it clean, just like new.

"Are the small grapes delicious?"

Xiaobai nodded: "It's very sweet, all of them love it. Thank you Si, uncle."

"I like to eat and come back tomorrow, I have a lot more."

Xiaobai said embarrassedly: "This is not good~~~~"