“Is this the first draft?”

In the Little Red Horse Comic Studio, Zhang Tan is reviewing the latest draft of "Ponyo on the Cliff". The manuscript is colored, which basically looks like it will be published in comic magazines in the future.

Now I have just drawn the first scene, please come and finalize the style.

Zhang Tan has explained before that the style of "Ponyo on the Cliff" has three keywords: "bright", "simple", and "romantic". Grasping these three key factors, the comic style will basically not go astray as he imagined.

Sure enough, the comic draft that Zhang Tan saw at this moment had soft lines, and Ponyo's image was vivid and lively, as if it was about to jump out of the drawing paper.

The comics in front of you gradually overlap with the memories in your mind, it is it!

"Who is the chief writer this time?" Zhang Tan asked.

A girl standing next to Xin Xiaoguang took a step forward and said it was her.

Xin Xiaoguang: "This time it was written by Zhang Hongxue."

Zhang Tan smiled and said, "The painting is very good, exactly the same as I thought. Just draw it in this style, I have no objection."

Zhang Hongxue breathed a sigh of relief, a smile appeared on her face, and she looked excited, "Okay, I will work hard, and thank the boss for giving me such an important comic."

In the evening, Zhang Tan came back from the crew and had a night scene to film today. He and the crew had dinner with the crew and stayed for a while before they came back.

It was still early, just after eight o'clock, the moon was hanging in the air, and the breeze was gushing. It was already summer, but the weather was not hot, neither hot nor hot, and it was very comfortable.

Lao Li sat in the yard making tea day after day, and watched the door, and lived a leisurely life.

Zhang Tan has only been busy with work lately, so he will sit with Lao Li for a while, drink tea and chat. Lao Li is very good at bragging.

Old Li was also used to it. He usually took out two chairs, sat one, and there was one in front of him. Whoever came to sit, Xiaobai sat, Liuliu sat, Xier sat, and many parents who picked up and dropped off their children, such as Tan Jiner.

This time, as soon as Zhang Tan entered the yard, he saw a man sitting on the empty chair in front of Lao Li. He was in a blue POLO shirt and was stout. When he got closer, he saw that it was Meng Guangxin and Cheng Cheng's father.

Meng Guangxin heard the footsteps and turned his head to see that it was Zhang Singing. He quickly stood up and greeted Boss Zhang politely.

Zhang sighed and said, "Did you come so early today?"

Meng Guangxin smiled and only had two small eyes left, narrowing into a line, "Nothing else is going to happen, just come here early and see how Cheng Cheng passed every night."

Zhang sighed and immediately said yes, "I should care more about the children."

It was the first time he saw Meng Guangxin care about how Cheng Cheng spent the night. Of course, he couldn't say that he didn't care before, but Zhang Tan hadn't seen him express it.

Zhang Tan never denies Meng Guangxin’s love for Cheng Cheng, but many adults always love in their own way, and rarely put themselves in their shoes.

It’s like Meng Guangxin. His way of loving Chengcheng was to work hard, work overtime, get promoted and raise wages, and improve his life, but he didn’t seem to care much about his daughter’s situation in kindergarten and Xiaohongma’s late-night school. After being sent to the school, he devoted himself to work and didn’t come to pick her up until very late.

Zhang Tan didn’t know if they had any chance to communicate, probably there would be one.

Looking at it now, Meng Guangxin seems to have changed.

This is a good thing.

Zhang Tan glanced at the classroom. It was brightly lit and the sounds of children came from time to time, including laughter, the little tits of Balabala speaking, and the screams, which were very lively.

"You sit here for more time and chat with Lao Li. The tea he made is very good. You can taste it. I'll go back first, put the things, and then chat with you." Zhang Tan said.

Meng Guangxin: "You are busy with yours, don't worry about me."

Lao Li said: "The tea I made is naturally good, Lao Meng has already praised it."

Meng Guangxin smiled honestly and said, "It's really good, but I don't know much about tea."

"You guys talk, I'll go back first."

Zhang Tan passed by the classroom and looked inside. He didn't see Xiaobai. He saw Cheng Cheng, who sat with a few children and told stories.

Suddenly a small breast sounded around him: "hiahia~~~Boss Zhang is peeking at Xiaobai, embarrassed~~~~"

Standing in the corner against the wall was Xier, her fingers were drilling into her little face.

Zhang sighed: "I'm looking at Xiaobai, and I'm looking at you Xier."

Upon hearing this, Xier jumped over happily, like a deer running out of a small forest.

"What do you think Xier is doing?"

"Xi'er is very cute."

“hiahiahia~~~”

Xier took it seriously. She was serious and smiled so happily. She followed Zhang Tan's feet and took a little tail.

"Why didn't you play with Liuliu today?"

Zhang Tan asked curiously, and the little guy actually followed him all the way back home.

Xier usually likes to mix with Liuliu and play with Xiaobai and the others, but she spends more time with Liuliu.

When Xier heard Liuliu, her bright little face immediately became a little more worried.

"I don't know, Liuliu didn't come today. What's wrong with Liuliu? Boss Zhang, I miss her very much."

Zhang Tan put down his bag, went to the bathroom to wash his face, and said to Xier who was following the bathroom door and holding the edge of the door: "Didn't you ask Teacher Xiao Liu?"

Xier shook her head and didn't ask.

"Why don't you ask?"

"I forgot, hiahiahia~~~I asked Xiaobai."

"What do you say about Xiaobai?"

"Xiaobai said, silly, I know~~ I'm not the old man of Liuliu."

The little guy learned to speak in Xiaobai, and his expression was vivid and he was very good at it. He looked straight and straight, showing Xiaobai's impatient appearance seven or eight points.

"Hahaha~~~Xiaobai really said that?"

“hiahiahia, it’s true.”

"You learned awesomely, you have a talent for acting."

"I'm so great, am I proud? Did I say it? ╭(╯^╰)╮"

"No, you have no pride."

Your eyes see the sky.

"Let's go down to play, I'll ask Teacher Xiao Liu for you." Zhang Tan wiped his face with a dry towel, lowered his head and saw that Xier's face was dirty, and called her.

"Why are your little face dirty? Have you fallen?"

Xier nodded and said she hit the wall, hiahiahia~~

"I'll wipe your face."

Zhang Tan washed the towel again, wrung it out, squatted in front of Xier, and gently wiped her face.

The little guy's face was dirty, only those big eyes were extremely pure, which was the cleanest and pure eyes Zhang Tan had ever seen.

"You are like a little cat."

"hiahiahiahia~~~" Xier laughed. Her face was white and tender when she wiped the towel. She was so shattered that she looked like a little princess again, "Huh??"

"What's wrong?"

"It seems that someone has said this to Xier."

Xier thought about it with a tilted head, but in the end she didn't remember who had ever said she was a little cat.

If she couldn't remember, she stopped thinking about it. She jumped and happily followed Zhang Tan downstairs and left.

Zhang Tan gave her a bottle of bear, so she couldn't let the child go back empty-handed. As soon as this little guy arrived at the classroom, he rushed to find Xiaobai and asked Xiaobai to take a sip.
Chapter completed!