I heard that Xiaobai's aunt was coming to pick her up home, but Zhang Tan was too lazy to care about it anymore. He could do anything to do if he liked to sleep or not. He could turn a blind eye. If he dared to destroy public property, he would deduct it from the children.

The child Bai Chunhua immediately turned over and came to the stairs. He happened to see Xiao Qian's father picking him up, and ran over and waved goodbye to him.

After seeing Xiao Qian off, she slipped back to the dormitory. She never knew who I was on my little bed - it wasn't hers anyway - picked up a puppy doll, stood at the door, and said goodbye to the parents and children who were going home.

"By, goodbye."

"See you tomorrow."

“Goodbye thi~”

...

It was a very welcoming baby who didn't sleep for a middle of the night, full of enthusiasm and energy.

After almost no one came, her aunt stepped on it.

"Why don't anyone say goodbye to me?"

Teacher Xiaoliu waved intimately: "Bless Xiaobai, see you tomorrow."

Xiaobai happily turned around and waved: "Blessing~~"

Xiaobai's family lives in a village in the city, and it is more than ten minutes' walk.

Walking on the way home, Xiaobai's aunt Ma Lanhua asked her: "I heard that a new teacher has come to your school?"

"What old silk? He's an uncle."

"What is he doing?"

"I think he's a god-popping."

"Why do you think he is a god-porn?"

"…I know my paws."

"You didn't say it yourself!"

"I'll just instigate you."

"You guys! You guys are so angry."

"Why do you say I'm so angry?"

"You are the treasure-like treasure-like treasure-like treasure-like treasure-like treasure-like treasure-like treasure-like treasure-like treasure-like treasure-like treasure-like treasure-like treasure-like treasure-like treasure-like treasure-like treasure-like treasure-like treasure-like treasure-like treasure-like treasure-like treasure-like treasure-like treasure-like treasure-like treasure-like treasure-like treasure-like treasure-like treasure-like treasure-like treasure-like treasure-like treasure-like treasure-like treasure-like treasure-like treasure-like treasure-like

"I'm not angry with the treasure, I'm so angry that I'm so angry that I'm in a ghost fire."

"A little man with a bigger fart is still emitting ghost fire."

"Aunt, your butt is so big. Are your paws like this?"

"I'm so stunning, butt itchy, right?"

"I want to poop."

"You poop to the night! What have you been doing?"

"I want to fart."

"Stay away from me, you're a shit."

"Geese, goose, haha... Aunt, I'm so scared, I'm holding me."

"Climb away! Don't be beaten by me, it's so bad."

"Uh goose, goose..."

——

The next morning, Zhang Tan was still awakened by a group of birds. He slept too late last night and sat in the bed for a while. He slowed down before he recovered his blood. He opened the window and followed the birds' cry and found a group of white-faced tits on the mulberry trees. They stood on the branches and sang with a variety of tunes and sweet voices, which were a hundred times better than the alarm clock. He woke up but did not make people feel angry.

After washing up, I happened to see Teacher Liu wearing pajamas when I went downstairs.

Zhang Tan was stunned for a moment, nodded and said, "Good morning, Teacher Xiao Liu."

Teacher Xiao Liu just woke up and was confused. Before he could wake up, he saw someone saying hello and subconsciously replied, "You are too early." His voice was lazy and weak.

After Zhang Tan passed by her, she realized after walking for a while. She suddenly turned around and saw Zhang Tan's backpack on her backpack and touching her face. A pool of saliva was dry. Her hair was like a crazy woman. She looked down at her pajamas. It was so dirt-desperate that she was not sexy at all. Her slippers and flip-flops were so greasy that she couldn't help but scream madly. She ran back to the room like a gust of wind, and slammed the door shut. She stood in front of the mirror and looked at her plain face. She couldn't help but feel sad.

Zhang Tan couldn't help but feel funny when he heard Teacher Xiao Liu screaming.

Teacher Xiaoliu stayed here at night because she had to take care of Xiaomi. She took turns with other teachers, one week each, and this week it was her.

"Have you eaten?" The guard Lao Li saw him coming, stretched out his head from the window, and greeted him enthusiastically.

"Go to eat on the street." Zhang sighed out of the yard, suddenly remembered something, turned back, and asked Lao Li: "When did Xiaobai leave last night? Do you have any impression of Lao Li?"

"After the middle of the day, the last one left."

"Oh, so late." Zhang Tan asked again: "Her aunt came to pick her up?"

"Yes, her aunt usually comes, and her uncle rarely comes."

"Okay, thank you, I've gone to work."

The original artist of the project "Under the Tianyu Mountain" are two girls, no older than Zhang Tan. Zhang Tan came to the office, made a pot of tea, and after Luo Ming came, he introduced him to the project team and met the female original artists of the project.

Luo Ming said to you to talk, and left first, leaving Zhang Tan here.

"You're Zhang Tan?" said one of the fair-skinned female painters. "I heard you drew an original painting yourself?"

Zhang Tan handed them the folder he brought and said, "I drew three pictures, it's very simple, you can take a look."

"I'll take a look."

Another female original painter put down her work and came over to take away a draft.

"Have you learned art?"

Zhang Tan: "Study yourself in sketching."

"Is this the newly added Zuowu?"

"This is a very powerful but arrogant and cute beast."

"The tail is so beautiful, like a rainbow."

"The tail is composed of seven colors..."

In the studio, we discussed with the two of us all morning. It was lunch time. The fair-skinned female painter said, "Let's have lunch together? Thank you for giving us so many suggestions, which helped us avoid many detours."

“Where do it.”

"Don't be polite, they're all in the cafeteria anyway."

The studio has its own canteen, outsourced, one vegetarian, two vegetarian, two meat dishes, a total of five dishes. Three people made a meal. As soon as they sat down, Zhang Tan suddenly heard a heavy sigh from behind him. He didn't care, and heard another sentence, which seemed to be heavier, and couldn't help but look back.

Emmmmm~~~ Luo Ming!

Luo Ming seemed to be lowering his head and concentrating on eating, but he didn't notice him, which made Zhang Tan not sure if he was the sigh he just said, but there was no one around him.

The female painters sitting opposite Zhang sighed and asked with a smile: "Teacher Luo, why are you sighing when you have dinner?"

Luo Ming then raised his head and showed a surprised expression when he saw Zhang Tan.

"Zhang Tan, you are here. I'm worried that you have no food to eat. I just went to the studio to find you, but I didn't expect you to have dinner with our beautiful women."

Zhang Tan understood. Luo Ming sighed on purpose because he sat in front of him, but didn't notice him. When he saw it, it seemed that there were only two beautiful painters in his eyes, typical of forgetting his meaning when he saw the color.

"We will discuss the plot of the last 5 episodes in the afternoon." Luo Ming said, picked up the dining plate and left.

"Did Teacher Luo blame us for leaving you all morning?"

"No, how could that happen? The morning arrangement is to discuss the storyboard with you." Zhang Tan said.

"I think I may know what Teacher Luo means."

"What's the meaning?"

"He's jealous, haha."

After lunch, I returned to the office. Luo Ming was not here and didn't know where he was going. Zhang Tan sat in front of the computer, opened the video script of "The Chaser" written last night, and seized the break and continued writing.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly...

"What are you writing so seriously?"

Luo Ming is back.

"Write a movie review." Zhang Tan said.

"Oh, then you keep going, I'll sleep for a while."

Luo Ming moved out the deck chair, opened it in the office, and lay on it for lunch.

Zhang Tan turned off the lights in the office. Luo Ming closed his eyes and did not move, and said, "I'm fine, you can turn on the lights."

"fine."

Zhang Tan continued to type, trying to reduce the intensity and not make too loud noises.

When I got home in the evening, I modified the script and started to explore video production.
To be continued...