Zhang Tan listened carefully to everyone's opinions and suggestions, responded one by one, took out two drawings from his bag, and said, "These are two original manuscripts I drew. Look at it, the story style is all in it."

Xin Xiaoguang reached out to get it, but Wu Shiying took the lead and snatched both originals.

"Give me one." Xin Xiaoguang said dissatisfiedly.

Wu Shiying ignored him and just looked at the scene carefully.

The first thing that caught my eye was a golden cover bridge, where a little boy was singing with his guitar in his arms. The one he collaborated with was a skeleton wearing clothes and holding the guitar in his arms!!!

There was also a Chinese pastoral dog jumping happily in front of them.

Is this the undead? Wu Shiying thought to herself and sighed. Although the boss is very handsome, in her eyes, the drawing in her hand is the most attractive.

Her eyes fell on the drawings again, and at the same time, behind her, everyone stood full of people, and they all stretched out their heads to look at them.

"Give me you~~" Xin Xiaoguang quickly took away another drawing from Wu Shiying's hand, turned a blind eye to Wu Shiying's glaring eyes, and laughed and avoided a little.

Wu Shiying didn't have time to care about Xin Xiaoguang. Her attention was focused on the drawings. Behind a man, a skeleton and a dog, she could also see a group of skeletons wearing colorful clothes. Further away, there were towering buildings with shadows and blue lakes around them.

This is a colored drawing, colorful, with a bit terrifying style, but festive, with a sense of humor and cheerfulness, and it is completely different from the coldness, desolation and horror that I imagined.

Zhang Tan explained: "The golden covered bridge where they are is the Naihe Bridge. The green lake water under the bridge is the Wangchuan water. Among the crowd behind them, there is an aunt selling tea with baskets, Meng Po..."

Wu Shiying said in surprise: "You have long thought of using July 30 as the background of the story?"

Zhang sighed and said, "I think of it together with you."

From this, you can already understand the style of this comic. Naihe Bridge is not gloomy and miserable, but golden light is like a stunning avenue of stars. The Forget River does not scream in vain. It is calm and beautiful like a piece of jasper. The daunting Meng Po does not advocate forced buying and selling, and is no different from the aunt next door.

Everyone talked about it all, Wu Shiying put it down and handed it to the others, came to Xin Xiaoguang and looked at the drawing in his hand.

This is a sketch, without coloring, and it seems that it has not been finished yet.

There are no characters in the picture, only one building. This is a seven or eight-story pavilion with flying corners and heavy eaves, painted buildings and carved beams, which are a bit crooked and twisted. It is even more exaggerated than the pavilion in reality, and has carried out a certain artistic creation. From a distance, it does not look like a pavilion, but a floating mountain.

Xin Xiaoguang asked: "Is this the place where the undead live?"

Zhang Tan replied: "That's right, it is based on ancient pavilions and integrates the strange peaks of Zhangjiajie."

Xin Xiaoguang said after a long time, "You really dare to think, and you really know how to think."

Zhang Tan said: "Everyone has seen it. This story will use many traditional Chinese cultural elements. You may not have known it before, so I will invite the teacher to teach, and at the same time, I will organize everyone to go to Zhangjiajie and the ancient city to collect folk songs."

Wu Shiying: "That's great."

Everyone was surprised. Public training can still travel, who would refuse? From this we can see that Zhang Tan took his first work seriously and rigorously.

This is actually the style of Pujiang Film Studio. Every time they produce a project, they are very serious, go to the mountains and rivers to collect folklore and hold training classes... These are all routine operations.

Zhang Tan thought this kind of work attitude was very good and readily adopted it.

Everyone discussed these two paintings for a long time, and finally clarified the division of labor and who was responsible for which part of it.

At six o'clock in the evening, it was already dark. Xiaobai and Xiaomi, who had dinner together, came to the school hand in hand. Xiaobai was wearing a yellow bag cross-body, looked left and right, and shouted: "Meowa Bazi? Is there a Meowa Bazi here? Meowa Bazi?"

The garden was quiet, and there was no melon baby except the two of them.

Suddenly, Xiaomi stopped, stopped in place, and stared blankly to the right.

"Xiaobai, look~~~there are lights."

In the red brick building on the right, the first floor lights were lit up and the door was also open.

Xiaobai jumped up and shouted: "It's not easy to chat about, there's a ghost~~~"

Pull Xiaomi to run to Lao Li’s booth like a gust of wind, dada~~~

"It's not easy to talk about~~~Li Huadiao!"

"There is a ghost in the claw?"

"Come on Li Huahua!"

"Li Huanwei~"

...

Old Li was watching TV. Hearing this, he quickly got up and came out. Xiaobai and Xiaomi also ran over.

Xiaobai panted and pointed to the building with the lights on and said, "Li Huahua, ghosts are in flames~~~"

Lao Li struggled to listen, but he understood the word "Ghost Fire", and the child pointed to Building 2.

"What's wrong there?"

Xiaobai: "Someone."

Xiaomi whispered: "It's a ghost."

Xiaobai nodded repeatedly: "Human and ghost."

Lao Li: “…”

What the hell is this!

She was just scared by the ghost story of her aunt and Boss Zhang not long ago, and she is now very sensitive to ghosts.

Old Li laughed silently and explained to them that there was no ghost, but someone else, and there would be people here in the future.

Touch the little heads of the two children and comfort them to put their hearts back in their stomachs.

Xiaobai and Xiaomi stared at the second floor with lights on, dadada ran back to the classroom, lay on the edge of the door and looked at Building 2.

Xiaobai pulled out the small water gun, ran to fill the water, and looked at him as if he was home, and wanted to go to Building 2 to "exploration".

Xiaomi pulled her, very worried.

"Don't be afraid, kid."

"I, I don't want to go."

“…”

Xiaobai came to Building 2 alone, shrank his head and touched the building, looked inside, and saw the light brightly. He didn't see anyone, but her little ears stood up alertly and heard someone talking.

There was no one in the hall, Xiaobai tiptoed in, looked left and right, looked around, and the little water gun was in his hand and pulled the trigger. If anyone suddenly appeared and scared her, she would nourish him!

I had just walked in for two or three meters, and suddenly I heard footsteps sound. I was so scared that I ran back, hiding outside the gate like a rabbit.

Xiaomi in the distance was paying attention to Xiaobai. Seeing this, her heart was raised, covering her mouth, not allowing herself to make a sound, so as not to be captured by a ghost.

The footsteps moved closer a little, then went away, and there were still people talking.

Xiaobai waited until there was no sound, and she began to poke her head and start the "exploration" again.

This time, she went deeper, but before she could find out who was hidden inside, the footsteps sounded again. She whizzed, Buling Buling hid under the desk next to her, hid, widened her eyes, and carefully beat violently because a pair of legs appeared in front of her eyes.

Then another pair of legs came.

Two little devils.

Xiaobai couldn't understand these two people standing at the desk and talking. Anyway, she was hiding well. The little water gun had already pointed at the outside. As long as it was discovered, she would shoot and never be ruthless.

In a place that Xiaobai couldn't see, Xin Xiaoguang and Wu Shiying looked at each other with amusing eyes. They had already discovered a child hiding under the table. They had just seen the child coming in from the gate through the glass wall, and then quickly climbed under the table.

The two of them made a prank, stood at the desk and talked for a while, and finally decided to let the child go, Xin Xiaoguang was short and ready to call the child out.

However, as soon as he squatted down, he just yelled, and a water arrow went straight to the door, which scared him and sat on the ground.

"Ah~~ah~~~~~ It's a badass!!!"

The child under the table fired three shots, then quickly climbed out, yelled, ran out of the building and headed straight to the guardhouse.
Chapter completed!