The Late School

Chapter 159

PS: Hey, this week, it looks like there is no hope to make boutiques. Now the order has not exceeded 2,800.

Zhang Tan: "Luo Zikang, what do you think is that Liu Liu said you are a black ass?"

Luo Zikang: "I am not!"

Durian: "You are!"

Luo Zikang: "I am not!"

Durian: "You are!"

...

"Okay, okay, don't make a noise."

Zhang Tan grabbed the impulsive grenade. This little friend seemed to want to rush to find the place. Isn't she afraid of being hugged and thrown again?

Zhang Tan acts as an intermediary and presides over justice.

He asked the durian first: "Why are you crying?"

Liu Lio said angrily, "Luo Zikang hit me."

Zhang Tan asked Luo Zikang: "Why do you play grenade?"

Luo Zikang: "Liuli scolded me."

Zhang Tan asked Liu Liu again: "Why do you scold Luo Zikang."

Liu Li: "He drove me."

Zhang Tan asked Luo Zikang again: "What are you going to do with durians?"

Luo Zikang: "She quarreled me watching TV."

Zhang Tan asked Liu Liu: "Why do you quarrel with Luo Zikang watching TV?"

Liu Liu: "I want to play with him."

Zhang Tan asked Luo Zikang: "Why don't you play with Liu Li?"

Luo Zikang: "I hate her."

Zhang Tan asked: "Why do you hate her?"

Luo Zikang said angrily: "She always upsets me."

Zhang Tan asked Liu Liu: "Why do you always upset Luo Zikang?"

Liu Liu also said angrily: "Because Luo Zikang is a black ass."

"..." Zhang Tan said, "This is not a reason, think again."

Liu Liu: "Because he is 5 years old."

"..." Zhang Tan said: "This is not even a reason, why do you want to play with Luo Zikang."

Liu Li: "Because he is fun."

Zhang Tan: "Don't you dislike him?"

Durian: (O_O)?

A group of little crows circled her head, croaking...

Yes, she was dumbfounded, fainted, staring at Zhang Tan dumbly with big eyes, and scratching her nose, what's the matter?

...

Zhang Tan's mediation was successful.

Both sides were criticized. Luo Zikang left and continued to watch TV. This time, there was no need to worry about bothering him.

Liu Liu stayed, but she still didn't understand what Boss Zhang asked her.

As a little clever ghost, she was very unconvinced.

Zhang Tan knocked on her head and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't think about it. You can go back and think about it. You can tell me what you think tomorrow. Go."

Liu Liu thought and left obediently.

Maybe it was too engrossed in thinking, clicked, bumped into a chair, fell again, and cried.

Su Lan, who was close to her, quickly picked her up, thinking how miserable this baby is.

Liu Liu cried for a while, calmed down under Su Lan's comfort, and rushed over bitterly, kicked the chair that tripped her over, grinned, screamed, and squatted back to Su Lan's embrace.

Su Lan: (●—●)

She looked at Zhang Tan silently, and Zhang Tan smiled: "The natural affinity not only recruits bees and butterflies, but the little crow also likes it."

He got up and took two bottles of bear drink.

One bottle was given to the durian and the other was given to Su Lan.

Su Lan stared at the bear drink that was handed over, was this for her?Can't help but scorn: "I'm not a kid."

Zhang Tan glanced at the grenade that she was fighting with her eyes while sucking the bear in her arms, and drank it herself without saying a word.

Su Lan: "You..."

Zhang Tan: "I'm a kid, I drink."

Su Lan stared at him funny and angrily, only to see that this very mature man outside really grunted and drank the bear drink.

Gulu~~ Su Lan couldn't help swallowing, she was a little thirsty.

Zhang Tan brought a bottle of bear drink over again, and passed it to her directly without speaking.

Su Lan hesitated for a moment, and took it proudly, what should I do if I die of thirst!She wants to take a baby too!

The drink was already plugged into the straw, and she took a sip, well, it was delicious.

Gulugulu~~ The kid in his arms drank three mouthfuls in a row, but his eyes were closed. This little guy did not forget to drink the bear while he was sleeping.

Su Lan held the grenade and asked Zhang Tan for help. Could you please take the grenade away and put it in the small bed to sleep.

Because I was afraid of waking up the children, I chose not to speak and only asked for help. I think Zhang Tan would be able to understand.

But what Zhang Tan said can satiate her.

"You~ first~ put~ she~ coax~ sleep~, sleep~ familiar~ again~ hug~ go back~, hard~ bitter~~"

Just keep me holding it?I want to go home, Su Lan thought.

But looking at Zhang Tan's appearance, he was not ready to help.

He even took the laptop out of the study, sat on the sofa, leaned over, next to her arm.

Su Lan quickly stepped aside, sat on the very edge of the sofa, and warned him not to die.

She looked down at the grenade in her arms. The little friend clutched her clothes tightly and fell asleep.

Holding a sleeping child, this feeling is curious.

She took away the bear drink in the grenade's hand, shook it, and it was empty without a drop.

Su Lan looked at Zhang Tan and saw that he was typing on the computer. The screen was full of Chinese characters. He asked curiously, "What are you writing?"

Zhang Tan: "Fiction."

Su Lan asked, "What novel? Are you preparing a new drama?"

Zhang Tan: "Not a new drama, but a novel, a novel of "Women Thirty"."

"Ah? Will "Women Thirty" still write a novel?"

"I came up with a novel, and you have seen it. I have to take care of many children and earn money for milk powder. I can only write novels."

He is the screenwriter of "Women's Thirty" and has a generous project commission, but after all, it is only a project commission. The biggest profit of this show is not his share.

Although he is not reconciled, he can’t help it. He is now just a little Mengxin in the circle. He has no contacts. Perhaps, after the show is broadcast, if the big fire happens, he will rise to fame. There will be evidence for advance and retreat, and he can get it. With a better contract, you don’t have to worry about finding him if you have no project.

Now, what he thinks of is another business, which is to write novels while making TV series.

The copyright of the TV series "Woman Thirty" belongs to the company and has nothing to do with him, but the copyright of the script belongs to him, which is protected by law.

In the same way, the copyright of novels adapted from scripts naturally belongs to him.

He can publish books and make extra money.

Of course, this needs to be discussed with the company, I believe the problem is not big.

I have written a script of more than 100,000 words, so I don't care about expanding it and sorting out a novel.

"Let me see, show me."

Su Lan was curious, and leaned over to look at the computer.

Zhang Tan dragged the document to the first page and turned it in front of her, while explaining in a low voice.

When Yang Zhu came over, she saw this scene: her goddess, sister Susu was holding a baby in her arms, the baby fell asleep, she gently patted her head and leaned against Zhang Tan, the two of them Heads together, looking at the computer, talking in a low voice, Sister Su Su laughed from time to time.

Ow~~~ A harmonious family of three.

Yang Zhu felt that he was superfluous and should not appear.

She stepped back subconsciously and closed the door again.

Click~

Her extra effort made Su Lan's face black, and immediately glared and sighed, got up and left.

Bar~~

Something fell out of his pocket and landed on Zhang Tanjia's feet.

Zhang Tan bent over and picked it up. This is a small jar no more than 5cm high. The whole is pink. It looks pretty cute, but when he turned the bottle, he saw a few big characters on the book: professional anti-wolf, chili water spray!

Su Lan wanted to cover her face, why did she fall out??The wife is ashamed.

She heard Zhang Tan ask: "This, deal with me?"

The voice seemed to tremble, and it sounded sad.

You are a ruthless person!Su Lan kept telling herself from the bottom of her heart, and proudly said: "It's impossible to deal with durians, right?"

Who knows Zhang Tan nodded and said, "Liuli is the most naughty child. It may be effective against her."

A voice immediately sounded in Su Lan's heart: spray him! Spray him! ! !