Xiaobai, who was thinking about the big baby next door, got up early the next day and wanted to make friends, but was stopped by Bai Jianping, who was wearing panda eyes, and refused to let her go and had breakfast first.

"Bring your schoolbag, take your quilt and go to kindergarten." Bai Jianping said.

"I also have to bring my sister." Xiaobai muttered while carrying his schoolbag.

Bai Jianping gave her a blank look. The baby was the same as her mother when she was a child.

"Go, go to school, put down your silkworms and don't take them to kindergarten."

"I don't, I want to take care of silkworm baby thia."

“Is it not good to let them eat and sleep well at home?”

"not good."

"You're not going to be so mean."

Bai Jianping opened the door and let Xiaobai go out. Xiaobai stood by the door, raised his face and said to him, "Uncle, have you let me go out again?"

"You are not a dog, so why do I keep you in lockup?"

"I'm a windmill car, you're a fake experienced person."

"I'm a hammer!"

"Oh Huo, uncle, you are a hammer~~~hohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohoho

Bai Jianping sighed and said, "Don't sleep well at night, and chat in a mess."

"Why don't you sleep well?"

"You've quarreled."

"I'm sleeping well."

Bai Jianping was even more speechless. Xiaobai, who kept saying that he had insomnia, did not suffer from insomnia in the end and slept more fragrantly than anyone else. However, he, who had fallen down and slept soundly, heard the yelling of Jizidudu for half a night.

"Xiaobai, tell me honestly, how many chickens have you put at home? Are there 6?" Bai Jianping asked. He was idle last night, so he called chickens based on the sound. The more he counted, the more he became, the more he became, because he couldn't count, he racked his brains to listen to the sound to distinguish the position.

"I don't have it, I'm a good baby~hum!"

Xiaobai dada ran to the door next door, squinted his eyes and peeked into the cracks of the door. Bai Jianping said, "What are you looking at? Where are there cracks on the door?"

"Little friend~~~Little friend, have you eaten Mangbang?" Xiaobai shouted at the door, shouting a few times, without responding, thinking that the family was gone again and got up so early.

"Uncle, you are telling me to sleep in." Xiaobai blamed Bai Jianping for sleeping in today? She didn't get up early yet.

Bai Jianping was speechless? I thought of an important thing: "Tell me how many chickens are in my house, otherwise I will still not be able to sleep tonight."

The two went down the stairs? Out of the door? Through the narrow alley and came to the gravel road? Xiaobai felt something and looked back at the fourth floor. I saw a doll lying on the window and looking down at her? Both of them happened to find each other.

Xiaobai pointed at Bai Jianping in surprise and said, "Look~ It's that big boy~"

Bai Jianping looked at it, but saw that there was no one behind the window.

"Running~" Xiaobai said, "I'll go find him."

Bai Jianping caught her: "No, are you going to kindergarten now? You're about to be late."

On this day? Wu Shiying came very early in the Xiaohongma Academy. When she came, Zhang Tan was running in the yard. She stood quietly in the distance without disturbing, and she didn't let him notice it? She didn't walk out until Zhang Tan took the initiative to stop? She bought him breakfast.

"Thank you, you came very early? I'll go back to take a shower first." Zhang Tan said.

Wu Shiying: "No hurry? I'll go to the studio first."

Zhang Tan returned home? Take a shower? Change his clothes, ate breakfast every few days, and drove Wu Shiying to Pujiang Film Studio. Jiang Rong has arrived. There is no need to introduce it. The two of them have met at dinner last night.

"From the future, you will connect with each other, Xiaoying, you will be in the same office with Jiang Rong for easy communication." Zhang Tan said.

The two of them were later responsible for the adaptation of the script of "Dream Searching for a Dream", just like him and Song Wen of "The Light Burner".

With Zhang Tan supporting him, Jiang Rong finally took over the position of screenwriter of this comic.

After arranging Wu Shiying, Zhang Tan returned to his office. Not long after he sat down, the phone called on his cell phone, which was an unfamiliar number.

"Hello, is it Zhang Tan?"

"I am, you are?"

"Oh hello, you may not know me. My name is Huo Xuyong, and I am the director of Zhongxuan Entertainment."

When Zhang Tan heard this, he immediately recalled the company Zhongxuan Entertainment in his mind. He was impressed and still had a deep impression. It is one of the top large entertainment companies in China. It is similar to Pujiang Film Studio's position in the animation industry. Zhongxuan plays an important role in the film and television industry.

The reason why Zhang Tan has a special impression of this company is that he dreamed of joining this company during his college years and had a very detailed understanding of it.

The other party claimed to be Zhongxuan's director, and Zhang Tan was hard to tell the truth. He didn't know who Zhongxuan's director was, maybe Huo Xuyong or Zhang Xuyong.

However, no one should be so bored that he used this to deceive him, Zhang Tan thought.

"Hello, Mr. Huo, are you looking for me?"

"Haha, nothing special, I just want to meet you. I like "Woman Thirty" and "The Hidden Corner". These two are very well written, with one of the best scripts. Zhongxuanhe looks forward to having the opportunity to cooperate with you in the future..."

Zhang Tan quickly understood the other party’s purpose. He was here to poach, but he didn’t say it so bluntly and tactfully, but the meaning was clearly expressed.

The other party also knew that it was impossible to poach Zhang Tan just by phone. This was unrealistic. This phone was just a way of exploring the way. Regardless of whether it was successful or not, get to know each other first and take it slowly, and it is not impossible to survive tomorrow.

After chatting with Huo Xuyong for a while, Huo Xuyong said: "It won't delay your work. If you have the opportunity, I will visit you in Pujiang. I sincerely welcome Teacher Zhang to visit Zhongxuan in Peking. We welcome you at any time."

"Thank you, there will be a chance."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Tan thought for a while. This is a reflection of the personal brand effect. "The Secret Corner" is very popular now, with a good reputation, and is well received. As a screenwriter, he is attracting more and more attention from mainstream companies.

If a movie "Woman Thirty" may be lucky and succeeded by chance, then "The Secret Corner" is Zhang Tan's representative work that proves his value. Luck cannot be patronized by one person twice in a row, it only means that this is his strength, not his luck.

In the future, there will be more and more situations like this. Zhang Tan knew that as he gradually walked to the front desk, there will be only more poaching like today, not less. No wonder Zhongxuan can do such a big deal, act quickly, and directly push at a high level. The director came out to win over people. Although he knew that he was smelling the fragrance, it was difficult for him not to feel good about it.

The landline on the desk rang. Before answering the phone, Zhang Tan looked at the caller ID and said it was He Miao, director of the screenwriter department.

"Hello, Minister He."

"Are you free? Come here for me."

"Okay, come here right away."

Zhang Tan hung up the phone, tidied up his collar, opened the door and left, and came to He Miao's office.

He Miao was drinking tea while staring at the laptop.

"Come? Sit."

He Miao put down the thermos cup, got up and came out of the wide desk, sat on the sofa, and faced with Zhang Tan, poured him a cup of hot tea, and said, "We have too few screenwriters in the film and television department. The stalls are relatively large this year, and there are obviously not enough staff, and it is very difficult to adjust people from the animation department. There are complaints now."

"The company has agreed to recruit people and is about to start. Now we have to find three people as interviewers. Haven't you followed up on projects recently? I want to invite you to find a few more young talents for us. In addition to you, I am here too. What do you think?"

Zhang Tan thought for a moment and said, "Okay, this is a good thing. We are now more and more projects, and we really don't have enough staff."

For example, "The Hidden Corner", such a big project and such a high investment, he was the only screenwriter, and no helper or assistant was matched with him! Luo Ming, of the animation department, found him as an assistant when he was working on "The Underside of Tianyu Mountain".

"This is indeed a good thing." He Miao smiled. Of course he was happy to recruit people. With more people under his command, he would have more power. "We have more and more projects, and now there is a new project. Are you interested?"

"What project?" Zhang sighed, "Of course I'm interested, I'm so tired."

"I'll send you the project overview. Simply put, it's a drama about the Anti-Japanese War. I just don't know if you can write it?"

"Are you a drama in the Anti-Japanese War? Of course you can write it."

Zhang Tan just wrote "The Eight Hundred" for another director not long ago, but he was not satisfied.

"It's good to have confidence, but for the sake of security, the old rules, everyone compete fairly. Write a script. After the evaluation, whoever has the best will be better."

Of course, the script that He Miao talks about cannot be a complete script, but a biography of characters, a story outline, and a story overview of each episode.

There were three screenwriters who participated in the competition this time, all of which were chosen by He Miao. Zhang Tan had no plans to do so because the projects Zhang Tan had done before were not in line with the anti-Japanese dramas, and the types were too different, so I was worried that he was not good at it. But later I heard that Zhang Tan sold a film script for the anti-Japanese war, and he happened to be free now. After thinking about it, he decided to give him this opportunity. Maybe it was really good.
Chapter completed!