The Late School

When Zhang Tan returned to Xiaohongma, it was already 10 o'clock in the evening. The children were all asleep, Xiao Bai had already gone home, and Jiang Bin was not here tonight.

At the door was Xiaobai's fish maw glass bottle, which contained half a bottle of boiled peanuts.

He took a shower and sat at his desk to deal with mail. There was a new bookmark sales event program sent by Qiao Rong of Pujiang International Publishing House.

Although not very famous, they are all popular now.Qiao Rong fought with the publishing house and encouraged Zhang Tan to do one too. Now that TV shows are so popular, it is also a news point to stand up the gimmick.

Responding to the email, Zhang Tan opened it, and there were more than 30 private messages.

A while ago, "How to Treat the Unlucky Bear in the National Comics" reached the top of the hot search list. As a screenwriter, he participated in the answer personally and was the answer with the most likes, so he met many animation workers.

A person named "Right Hand · Inexplicable Xing" has been in contact with Zhang Tan, and this time there are also private messages from him.

"We have a party at the bar on West Chang'an Avenue at 7 o'clock on Saturday night. If Teacher Zhang has time, we kindly invite you to participate. All are anime lovers. Let’s talk together and be friends."

This is to face the foundation, Zhang sighed, isn't West Chang'an Street just outside the Little Red Horse, I will take a look at that time, just a few steps away, so he answered "OK".

He didn't know that the "Right Hand · Inexplicable Fortune" on the opposite side of the network was so excited about this and announced the news in the group for the first time.

The writers of "Unlucky Bear" are going to their Saturday party!

Everyone was very excited. On the one hand, I met a new friend. On the other hand, this is a big touch.

The people in this group are all animation workers. Some do animation, some draw comics, some have their own studios, and some are working, but more are freelance creators.It's a good mix. Some works have been published and even adapted into animation.If you don't mix well, you will serialize comics on the Internet, just like an online writer who works hard every day to draw and earn some manuscript fees.

"Unlucky Bear" is the hottest animation in China at this stage, and the screenwriter Zhang Tan is a veritable big hit in their eyes.It's a rare opportunity to get close to Big Touch.

After handling emails and private messages, Zhang Tan turned off the laptop and closed the windows. The wind was very cold at night, and the hot-blooded guy couldn't stand it.

It’s been a long time since he watched a movie. He turned on the private theater, turned off the lights at home, and lay on the sofa to watch, while peeling the boiled peanuts sent by Xiaobai to eat and smell it.

A free-on-demand one turned out to be a romantic movie!

For too long without the nourishment of love, Zhang Tan couldn't stand such abuse. After shutting it down, he changed to a war movie, and Tu Tu Tu was in line with his current mood.

"By the way, I haven't read my red envelope yet."

Zhang Tan remembered the red envelope sent by Gao Xiaolan, which was still in it.

He put down the fish maw glass bottle, got up to find the red envelope, turned on the lamp on the desk, tore the opening, and poured out a bank card and a piece of red paper.

The paper read: 88888 yuan.

In addition, there is a passage to the effect that congratulates him, praises him, and hopes that he will continue to work hard and achieve better results.

Good luck figures.

Zhang Tan clipped the bank card into his wallet. I don't know how much Xiaobai got. I will inquire tomorrow.

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In late autumn, night comes early.When Bai Jianping came out of the subway from get off work, it was already half dark.

He found the pancake and fruit stand at the intersection and circled the car.

"Where do you live?" Ma Lanhua asked.

"Our little white?"

"Go to Officer Ding for dinner tonight."

"She's so good, the police asked her to be reckless."

"Better than you."

Bai Jianping didn't know what he muttered, and beat her.The two were busy until the beginning of the Hua Deng, when the pancakes and fruits were finally sold out, ready to go home.

"Get in the car ~ sit in the co-pilot." Bai Jianping rode into the stall.

"Hammer a co-pilot."

Having said that, he still got in the car and kicked back home by Bai Jianping.

When I went up the stairs, I found that the sound control light in the corridor was broken.

"Lao Ma, you go home first, I will buy a light bulb."

He went to the shop downstairs to buy a light bulb and two more ice creams. When he returned home, he first gave the ice cream to the old horse.

When Ma Lanhua saw this, she stared at him and said, "Paw buy this? Did you send out a red envelope again today? Hand it over!"

"Don't have it! I just want to invite you to eat thiol."

"I don't want to eat it, give it to Xiaobai."

"The little white man isn't there."

"Then wait for her to come back and feed her."

"I don't have a refrigerator in my house. It will melt."

"If Xiao Bai knew how to chat, he would scold you for being black."

"Hahaha, just to eat secretly while she is away."

"You really are a black fart, Xiao Bai learned it from you."

"Stop talking nonsense, eat or not? I don't have a problem if I don't eat two. This is my strength."

"Who said I won't eat, bring it."

Ma Lanhua ate the ice cream and threw the box in the trash basket. Bai Jianping picked it up and said, "Don't throw it away. Xiao Bai will find it."

"Paw, you still want to eat the box?"

"I have a hammer, and I throw it out to get rid of it. This is called ruin."

"You are so proficient, do you not do less?"

"I'm a good guy, I swear, Ma, this is the first time."

Ma Lanhua let him go for the time being.

Bai Jianping went to lose the ice cream box and replaced the light bulb in the corridor. When he came back, Malanhua had already prepared dinner, but it was too shabby. There were only two dishes. It seemed that there were still leftovers at noon.

"Lao Ma, you are so stingy. If I ask you to eat ice cream, you will eat this for me?"

"Xiao Bai is not here, let's do a little bit at will."

"This is not random, this is a lot of random chatter!"

"You have wine and peanuts. Isn't that enough?"

Seeing that the old horse was about to go crazy, Bai Jianping was in a frantic mood, so he will eat.

"Yes, would you use your mobile phone to get a bank?" Ma Lanhua asked.

"Of course I will, this is my strength."

Ma Lanhua got up, got her mobile phone and another bank card.

"Why do you want to live? Need to transfer money?"

"Right, this is Xiaobai's bank card, transfer money to it."

The bank card she brought was the one in the little white red envelope, the gold card of ICBC.

"Why do you want to transfer money to this card?"

"Save it for Xiaobai."

"Oh, did you take out the 10,000 here?"

"Nothing."

"Then what money is there to save?"

"Xiaobai still has money for filming!"

That is part of the 8 yuan.

Bai Jianping didn't ask any more, he fiddled with the phone for a while, and then he finally asked: "How much money do you want to transfer?"

"30,000 yuan."

"Oh, a lot, my Xiaobai is going to get rich. No way, we have 80,000 yuan in total, why is Xiaobai's 30,000 yuan?"

"Hey, I am 30,000 yuan, Xiaobai is 30,000 yuan, and you are 20,000 yuan."

When Bai Jianping heard this, he was upset: "Why am I 20,000 yuan?!!! You are 20,000 yuan, and Xiaobai and I are each 30,000 yuan!"

Ma Lanhua sneered: "Would you like to see the contract?"

"I don't believe it! I will never believe it!"

Ma Lanhua didn't talk nonsense and got up to get the contract.

Upon seeing this, Bai Jianping immediately changed his tone: "Good chat, good chat, I think of it, Ma, you are 30,000 yuan, I am 30,000 yuan, Xiaobai is 20,000 yuan.

Ma Lanhua slapped the table: "Stop talking nonsense, make money quickly, 30,000 yuan."

Bai Jianping: "Are you kind, okay? I was so scared that I shook my hand and turned 300,000."

"My family doesn't have 300,000 yuan, you can turn a hammer."

"...Good chat, you want to give Xiaobai your bank card?"

"She is so young, she is a melon baby, I thought it was paper Feifei, melon, how can I give her. I will save it for her first, this time I go home to buy things for her grandma, using her own Money money."

Bai Jianping was gratified and sighed: "My Xiaobai is still a 4-year-old baby, so he will make money, 40,000 yuan. That's great. A toast.

Reached out to pour the wine, but found that the bottle was gone, and the old horse took it first.

"Drink today's wine, come back tomorrow."

"I won't drink it tomorrow, let me drink thiol today."

"You who earn 20,000 yuan, are you still bargaining with me?"

"...Ma Lanhua, your ass is black~~~"