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112. Small Theater

 Xiaobai went home early tonight.

She was taken back by her uncle and aunt, which was a great honor.

Jiang Bin, the eldest boy in the academy, sat in front of the window, looking at the rain outside with a frown on his face.

"What's wrong?" Teacher Xiaoliu asked him.

Jiang Bin is 8 years old and is the oldest child in Little Red Horse Academy. Luo Zikang, Bai Chunhua and Shen Liuliu are all troublemakers in front of him.

It's just that he doesn't like to stand out. He is a very quiet boy. The most common thing he does is sit in the corner alone and do homework. His academic performance is very good and he is the pride of his father.

"My dad is at work, and it's hard for him on rainy days," Jiang Bin said.

His father is a food delivery guy and rides an electric bike all over the place.

For them, rainy days are the most difficult. Being soaked by the rain is a trivial matter. What's more important is that if the takeout accidentally gets wet in the rain, not only will they not earn commission, but they will also have to pay for the meal and be criticized by customers. , all night wasted.

Teacher Xiaoliu touched his head and comforted him not to worry.

——

Zhang Tan was sitting in front of the window. It was raining non-stop and chickens (crickets) were chirping in the corner.

He turned on the computer and typed a few words on the document: "Voice Controlled Light".

Voice-activated lights are lights that light up whenever there is a sound.

In the dark old corridor, a man was going home. The steps were too slippery and he couldn't see the way clearly, so he fell.

He got up and limped back home. Soon he came out and replaced the broken light in the corridor.

He coughed and the light turned on. Looking at the light, a smile appeared on his face.

At night, he came back from outside with his wife and children. His wife was about to turn on the flashlight on her mobile phone. He coughed first, and the voice-activated light in the corridor turned on.

He proudly showed off to his wife and daughter, as if he had done something great.

The little girl lay in her mother's arms, curiously looking at the light above her head with her little head raised, wondering why the light turned on when her father coughed.

Does dad know magic?

Dad must know magic.

When I walked to the door of the room, the lights in the corridor automatically went out.

The man said something to the little girl, and the little girl screamed in doubt, and something magical happened.

light is on.

She giggled happily.

This is a small theater story, written in just a few hundred words.

Zhang Tan did not stop and continued to type on the keyboard: "It rains in the evening".

In the bustling city center, a heavy rain hit people after get off work.

The streets were crowded with people, the traffic was crowded, the sound of horns filled the air, and everything was in chaos.

The little white pancake and fruit stall at the intersection was closing down, and the proprietress opened the rain cover in the rain.

The little girl was hiding under the raincloth, her hair wet. She ran into the rain and shouted for help, but her mother took her back and hid her again.

Her men rode an electric bike and came out of the wind and rain to put up the raincloth together.

The two stood under the raincloth, with one person holding up one side, as if they had built a home to protect the little girl in the middle.

There was a heavy rain in front of me, and the splashing rain soaked my trousers.

The little girl stretched out her little hand to catch the rainwater out of curiosity. The rainwater tickled her palms, and she giggled happily.

The proprietress wiped the water droplets from the little girl's hair and touched her forehead. Worried about catching a cold, she decided to go home in the rain.

I won't do any business tonight.

The boss rides a pancake and fruit cart, and the boss lady rides an electric scooter, walking together.

The raincloth behind him squirmed, and a small head emerged and said something, which made the two of them laugh.

I was embarrassed by the rain, but I was also smiling happily.



Zhang Tan wrote eight small theaters in one breath.

It was impossible for him to take over "Chief Jin". This mess was thankless and could easily cause a lot of trouble.

He wants to prepare a new script.

Although "Little Actor" is not over yet, it is almost there. When it comes to the end, the script must come first.

This time was the best opportunity and he didn't want to miss it.

"Chief Kim" is a blockbuster, "Little Show" is about to end, and currently the only one supporting the film and television department is "Unknown Caller".

Studios need new projects, and they need quality new projects.

He Miao said that there will be two project quotas in the fourth quarter, and he will fight for one.

"Xiao Xi Gu" is just a small test, and his highlight will be next.

He wants to stand firm in one fell swoop.

The film and television department is weak, which has both disadvantages and advantages. The advantage is that newcomers like him can easily come to the fore and seize opportunities. On the contrary, the animation department has to endure because there are too many talented people and seniors.

The studio has always emphasized that regardless of seniority, human nature and sophistication are all included. This is a big article that no matter how good the screenwriter is, it cannot be written well.

——

During this time, Xiaobai was in pain and happiness.

In the past, she could sleep in, sleep as long as she wanted, and sleep until the sun basked her buttocks, no one cared about her.

But not anymore.

Now, she follows her aunt to sell pancakes and fruits every day before dawn.

What she doesn't know is that she has become the signature of Xiaobai Pancake and Fruit Stand.

As long as she stands on the small stool and yells a few words, she will attract a lot of people.

After all, cuteness can really be eaten.

Because I have to get up early, I can't go to bed late, so I can't count the stars.

However, she is very happy because she does not have to be locked up at home and can go out to play. Although the radius of movement depends on the small red string tied on her wrist, she can see with her big eyes. Everything around her is so new, and she has never seen it before.

of.

For example, she has never seen so many strange people, so many cars, so many big brothers and sisters greeting her, such a tall building, and whining.

The sprinkler truck...

Everything is new, so novel, refreshing her world view.

Compared to these, she would rather not sleep in.

If you are really sleepy, hide behind the stall and take a nap.

"Good morning, Xiaobai."

"Bye bye, Xiaobai."

"Xiaobai~~"



People kept saying hello to her, and Ma Lanhua became a tool, only responsible for making pancakes and fruits, and her public relations depended on her baby.

These are all repeat customers! They were all recruited by her.

There are many kinds of noobs. They are enthusiastic when they are energetic, they are draggy when they are annoyed, their faces turn black when they are scolded, and when they are tired, they write "Don't scold me" directly on their faces...

"Sister Ma, here are three pancakes and fruits. Good morning, Xiaobai, what's the matter? Your face is dark."

Zhang Tan ran over and bought pancakes and fruits for breakfast.

Ever since Xiaobai set up a pancake and fruit stall, his breakfast has become pancake and fruit.

Xiao Bai, who had just been scolded, looked at Boss Zhang, and immediately his mood changed, and he waved enthusiastically: "Boss Zhang, Boss Zhang, come here, let me show you."

Show him Buzz Lightyear hanging around his neck.

Zhang Tan gave this to her a few days ago. She tied a rope and hung it around her neck.

Last night, she had a dream, dreaming that she and Buzz Lightyear caught a bad guy.

"Oh? What kind of villain?"

Xiaobai glanced at his aunt secretly, but did not dare to say anything.

"Sister Berry~~~"

With sharp eyes, she saw Huang Berry running over.

"Why are you here too?" Zhang Tan asked.

Huang Liangliang was wearing sportswear and her head was covered with sweat.

"Have breakfast, oh, Mr. Zhang also eats pancakes and fruit?"

Weird and weird.

Zhang Tan said with a smile: "Look at you, you are sweating profusely. Do you want to be like this? Isn't this suffering? Wouldn't it be nice to have more time to sleep? No matter how hard you work, you can't lose weight."

Huang Liangliang was furious: "Zhang Gang! Get out——"


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