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11. Shredded Chicken

"I'll treat you to lunch."

"Ah? Why?"

"Do you still have to ask why when you are eating? Can you not eat?"

"I mean, why did you invite me to dinner?"

"I apologize to you for being ridiculous."

"It's okay, I don't care."

After Jiang Rong learned that The Brave Man was written by Zhang Tan, she insisted on inviting him to dinner. On the one hand, she said she wanted to apologize to him for teasing him, and she was very sorry. On the other hand, she said she wanted to ask him for advice.

Zhang Tan felt that the last reason was more true.

"What? Don't you want to show your face?"

Zhang Tan said: "Let me treat you. You helped me a lot the first week I came here. I have to thank you."

Jiang Rong said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay, I just helped you because you are handsome. Look at He Chao, I just ignored him."

Zhang Tan: "..."

He couldn't answer this. Jiang Rong laughed loudly and said: "I'm just kidding you. Who asked us to sit at the front and back tables? If you want, just invite me. I'll invite you back next time."

"Zhang Tanβ€”β€”" the deputy team leader shouted, "Come here."

"Okay." Zhang Tan stood up quickly and said to Jiang Rong, "I won't talk to you anymore."

Jiang Rong shouted to him: "That's it, noon! Don't forget it."

Zhang Tan waved his hands wordlessly to express his understanding.

In the conference room.

In addition to the deputy leader, there is also an ordinary-looking man in his 40s.

The deputy team leader introduced: "This is Luo Ming, the screenwriter of "Under the Tianyu Mountain"."

At the same time, he introduced to Luo Ming: "This is Zhang Tan. Let's talk. I'll go out first."

After the deputy team leader left, Luo Ming further introduced himself.

Yesterday, he read the evaluation team's suggestions for "Under the Tianyu Mountain" and found them to be very pertinent, especially the three points mentioned by Zhang Tan, which were on point. This was something he had not thought of before. As the saying goes, the beholder knows the truth.

He came to the evaluation team as soon as he got to work today and wanted to meet Zhang Tan and have a chat.

I originally planned to just chat with Zhang Tan for a while and then leave, but as soon as I sat down, I chatted for more than half an hour without realizing it.

Luo Ming couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised. Zhang Tan's views and opinions were refreshing to him and showed a very high level of screenwriting.

"I heard that you just graduated from college?" Luo Ming asked.

Zhang Tan: "Yes, I just joined the company half a month ago."

"Did you write a lot of scripts during college? Have you ever participated in project operations?"

"I have written a few articles and participated in a few projects, but they are all small and small."

Luo Ming pondered for a moment and then said: "You should know that the "Under the Tianyu Mountain" project has been launched. Now I am the only screenwriter and there are not enough people. Are you willing to come over and be my helper?"

Zhang Tan was overjoyed, and without showing any expression on his face, he asked: "Are you the screenwriter's assistant?"

"Yes, screenwriter's assistant, I think it's good that you mentioned adding a pet character. If you come, you will be the one to set up this character. What do you think?"

Zhang Tan: "I personally have no objection, but I have to ask the team leader for his opinion."

Luo Ming said: "Of course, I will ask him for someone, don't worry."

After Zhang Tan left the conference room, he seemed not to take the matter to heart. He and Jiang Rong had dinner nearby at noon, then found the team leader and talked about going to "Under Tianyu Mountain".

Team leader Liu looked at Zhang Tan who was "late in arriving" and thought that the young man was really calm. Luo Ming told him that he wanted someone in the morning. He thought Zhang Tan would be eager to come to him, but he waited.

I didn't see anyone until now.

Of course there is no problem with him. The script evaluation team is designed to train and train newcomers. Zhang Tan's ability to step out is also his achievement.

At the end, the team leader encouraged him: "Luo Ming is experienced and has a lot of project experience. You can learn a lot by staying with him. Again, be patient and don't be anxious. Opportunities will come."

Immediately I thought that the young man was already very patient, but I almost lost my temper.

This made him think highly of Zhang Tan.

After this was confirmed, Zhang Tan called Luo Ming and explained the matter. Luo Ming asked him to come find him tomorrow morning. The project was tight and he had to participate immediately.

β€”β€”

Little Red Horse Academy.

When the doorman Lao Li saw Zhang Tan coming back with dishes, he felt even more magical.

He was just a little surprised when he saw Zhang Tan buying groceries and cooking a few days ago. Now he has seen it several times, and he is really surprised. Zhang Tan used to be a young man. Let alone cooking, he rarely ate at home.

I often play out until midnight and get drunk.

But now, Zhang Tan leaves early and comes home early every day, often buying and cooking his own food, which is completely different from his previous style, which greatly surprised Lao Li.

However, this was a good change, strange as it was, and he was still very happy.

While Zhang Tan was cooking, at some point, Xiaobai appeared under the window holding a football, wandering back and forth, looking carefree.

"Uncle, come down and play?"

Little White Children's Shoes came again and asked him to come down and play. Fortunately, this time she finally didn't raise two fingers to ask what number it was.

My mother won't let me play with you, Zhang Tan thought mischievously.

"I'm cooking."

Xiaobai sniffed hard and said, "I can smell it, it smells so good, it has a squeaky smell."

"...Gaga? What is it?"

"Routou."

"Uh, shredded chicken, do you want to come up and try it?"

"BoBo Chicken? Let me take a look."

He lost the football, slipped into the building, and soon knocked on the door.

Zhang Tan opened the door, and Xiaobai was lying on the edge of the door, looking into the room alertly, this time speaking in Mandarin.

"Is there any danger?"

Zhang Tan was stunned for a moment: "Of course there is no danger. Is there any danger at home?"

Xiaobai looked towards the kitchen and asked curiously: "Why do you always cook by yourself? Where are your parents?"

Zhang Tan said: "They passed away."

Xiaobai said sympathetically: "Oh, you are so pitiful."

"Come in and sit down."

"Xiaobai, do you want to take off your shoes?"

I was just playing football in the yard and my white shoes were stained with mud.

"Take them off, oh, I'll find you a pair of slippers."

There were no small shoes for children in the room, so I had to find a pair of my own and put them in front of Xiaobai: "Can I just wear these?"

Xiaobai took off his white shoes, revealing a pair of small black socks. The socks had been worn for too long and had several holes, exposing his tender toes.

Seeing Zhang Tan staring at her little feet, she said sheepishly: "One, two, three, four, four toes are exposed, ho ho ho."

Zhang Tan smiled and said, "It's hot, and you want to take your feet out for some air. Come in, there are grapes on the table, can you get them?"

Xiaobai rubbed his little hands, dragged Zhang Tan's shoes, and walked slowly and carefully like a pair of sleds.

She sat on the floor, grabbed her little feet, put them up to her nose and smelled them, saying to herself that they smelled good and didn't stink, and then asked Zhang Tan if he could walk barefoot without wearing shoes.

"Okay." Zhang Tan said.

Xiaobai walked around the house wearing a pair of socks full of holes, looking left and right, full of curiosity about the place.

Zhang Tan took down a plate of grapes, placed it on the coffee table, and turned on the TV at the same time.

"You can sit here watching TV and eating grapes, and I'll continue making dinner. It'll be ready soon."

"OK, go ahead."

Then he said embarrassedly: "I didn't cook peanuts today."

Zhang Tan smiled and said: "It doesn't matter. Although boiled peanuts are delicious, my grapes are also delicious. You can try them."

"Then let me try one?"

"Try a few more."

A cartoon appeared on TV, and Xiaobai was instantly attracted.

Zhang Tan returned to the kitchen. He had finished the first dish and was making the second dish, which was shredded chicken.

The chicken is bought and cooked. After tearing it into strips, crush the chili millet, garlic, and coriander. Add lemon, sesame oil, salt, light soy sauce, and peppercorn oil. Stir. Then pour it into the chicken together. A cold shredded chicken dish.

That's it.

"Do you want Xiaobai to help?" Xiaobai asked standing at the door of the kitchen.

"Can you still cook?"

Zhang Tan shredded the chicken and mixed it with the ingredients.

"Yes, Xiaobai can make Bobo Chicken."

Are you bragging? Zhang Tan didn't really believe it, but seeing the seriousness on the kid's face, he swallowed his words since they had just reconciled.

"Emmmm~~~ It's not Bobo chicken, it's shredded chicken, like this."

Zhang Tan tore it up and showed it to her.

"Then Xiaobai can do it too. Do you want Xiaobai to help?"

"Thank you, but I've already done it."

He brought out the two dishes and placed them on the dining table.

"Come and try it and see if my craftsmanship is good."

Xiaobai shook his head and said: "Xiaomi is here, I heard her voice, I want to go find her to play, bye."

After saying that, he ran away in a hurry, regardless of Zhang Tan's pleas to stay.

"Be careful when going down the stairs, don't run." Zhang Tan shouted at her back.

Xiaomi was at Little Red Horse Academy at night, and was arranged by the police station to go to a nearby kindergarten during the day. After class, she came here when she got there.

He made dinner and as soon as he sat down to eat, he heard Xiaobai's quarrel coming from downstairs.

"You little melon boy, hachichi! I'm so angry that I'm going to be a will-o'-the-wisp!"

Zhang Tan is sitting at home, eating while listening to Xiaobai's quarrel. It's really interesting. Even if Trump curses people, he feels like he's being cute and coquettish.

However, people who quarrel with her will definitely not find it interesting because they are completely suppressed.

It seems to be Luo Zikang again.

Luo Zikang is so pitiful, he is completely defeated by Xiaobai in language.

Zhang Tan could imagine Xiaobai looking like a ferocious little tabby cat, completely different from how he was just a polite guest.

Which side of her is more real?


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