After playing football, these people wanted to have a dinner together, have barbecue and drink beer. Zhang Tan declined politely and made an appointment to come back next time. Today he brought two little girls, which was a bit inconvenient.
When he got home, Lao Li said that Wang Hao was here, but Wang Hao left again.
Wang Hao came to Little Red Horse to wait for him, but he didn't wait until he learned that he had gone to play football, so he left.
Zhang Tan took out his cell phone and checked it carefully. He didn't see any messages or missed calls from Wang Hao.
He didn't feel too reassured. If it was an important emergency, Wang Hao would have called him long ago. Even if it didn't work, he would have sent a message and left something like "call me back when I'm free."
He took a bath and found that Xiaobai and Xi'er were not at home and the door was open.
He walked out of the house and heard the voices of Xiaobai and Xi'er talking in the corridor.
It came from the end of the corridor.
It turned out that they all went to Teacher Jiang's house.
Zhang Tan walked away. When Teacher Jiang saw him, he smiled and said, "I was looking for you. Come over for dinner."
There are four dishes and one soup on the table. They are all good in color and aroma, so they must taste good too.
Xiaobai and Xi'er were already sitting at the dining table, each holding a small bowl and chopsticks, picking up vegetables to eat.
"Can you two still eat?" Zhang Tan asked.
"All the food we brought was given to Xiwawa," Xiaobai said.
Xi'er quickly waved her hands and said that she didn't want to eat so much, but Xiaobai kept stuffing it into her mouth.
"That's because you're hungry, Xiwawa." Xiaobai said, adding a piece of chicken wing and putting it in his bowl. After thinking about it, he put it in the old man's bowl.
Xi'er touched her belly and said she was full, so she didn't want to eat.
Teacher Jiang advised her to eat as much as she wanted. It doesn't matter if she eats more. The key is to eat enough. When children are growing, wouldn't it be better to eat more?
But Xiwawa resolutely refused to eat. She folded her little hands in front of her and sat upright.
"If you eat any more, I will become a puppy."
Teacher Jiang glared at Xiaobai, thinking that Xiaobai had made Xi'er unhappy and made the children stop eating.
"There are so many dishes here, all cooked for you, just eat some." Teacher Jiang was still trying to persuade Xi'er.
But Xi'er really didn't want to eat.
"Xiwa, I was wrong. You should eat some. Look at these Coke chicken wings. They are so delicious. They are so sweet. Very sweet. If you don't believe me, try it..."
Xi'er perked up as soon as she heard it was sweet. Finally, she couldn't resist Xiaobai's temptation and ate a piece of Coke chicken wings. It was really delicious!
Involuntarily, I ate a few more pieces.
Zhang Tan was hungry and his stomach was growling. The food cooked by Teacher Jiang was delicious. He ate it happily and enjoyed it very much.
After dinner, Teacher Jiang brewed a pot of Longjing tea.
"Lao Li gave it to me. It's too expensive. I don't want it, but he still has to send it to me."
Zhang Tan smiled and said: "It's okay, just accept it if he gives it to you. He didn't buy these teas."
"I didn't buy it. Could it be that it was given by someone else?" Teacher Jiang said jokingly.
"Yes, it was given by others. There are many people who gave him tea."
Teacher Jiang thought of Lao Li's identity as a university professor and realized that what Zhang Tan said was really possible.
Xiaobai ran over and smelled the tea and said, "Mulberry leaves don't taste good." Then he took two bottles of Little Bear drinks from the kitchen refrigerator, returned to the living room, sat on the sofa, gave Xi'er a bottle, and started reading
cartoon.
Zhang Tan and Teacher Jiang chatted for a while. Teacher Jiang went to wash the dishes. Xiaobai followed with Xi'er, rolled up his sleeves and said he wanted to help.
Zhang Tan's cell phone kept ringing, indicating that new messages were coming.
He opened it and saw that it was in a football group he had just joined, and everyone was chatting enthusiastically.
Suddenly, someone liked him and said: "This ball is really amazing. From defense to scoring, it's one-stop."
After finishing speaking, he posted a video in the group. Zhang Tan clicked on it and saw that it was his own style on the court. After successfully defending, he stole the ball and took it all the way to the opponent. He passed the ball, and Xu Qizhe rushed over.
The lion shook his head and headed the ball into the goal.
In the video, not only Zhang Tan but also Xiaobai and Xi'er appeared. The two little cats stood at the edge of the field and cheered for him as he ran past.
The video is good, but the resolution is not high.
Zhang Tan asked in the group: "Is there a high-definition version?"
The person who posted the video responded: "Brother, add a private chat."
Zhang Tan had no doubt that he was there. Someone sent him a friend request and he was accepted.
At the same time, Liu Xiangsheng opened a private chat with him and told him that the person who sent the video just now was the owner of the golf course. If he wanted a high-definition video, he would have to pay 50 yuan.
"It's all like this."
Zhang Tan understood, and at the same time, the stadium owner actually offered to pay and send a high-definition video.
Zhang Tan sent a red envelope, and the other party immediately sent a high-definition video. In the video, he looked very elegant, and Xiaobai and Xiwa were also in the frame. The picture was very good, and he was very satisfied.
In particular, I admired one scene very much and watched it back and forth more than a dozen times.
He came down from upstairs, walked around the classroom, and came to the yard, where children were chattering and playing.
He chatted with Lao Li for a few words, then walked out and came to Huangjia Village. He walked through the streets and entered a small photo studio.
"Want to take pictures?" It was a young woman in the store.
"If I don't take pictures, can I develop them?" Zhang Tan asked, while looking at the small shop. It was really small, a mom-and-pop shop type.
"It can be washed. What photos do you want to wash?"
"It's from a video. I need to take a screenshot and then develop it."
"Screenshot of the video. There may be a problem with the resolution. I want to take a look first. Have you brought the video?"
"Brought it."
Zhang Tan handed the other party a USB flash drive, and the other party inserted it into the computer, opened the video, and asked him which frame he wanted to wash.
"That moment of two minutes and three seconds."
The opponent took aim at 2:03 and saw a man dribbling the ball forward at high speed, with two little girls behind him cheering.
"Is this it?"
"Yes, can I wash it?"
"The clarity is pretty high, so it shouldn't be a big problem."
"When can I get it?"
"You can wash it out in a while."
"Help me put it into a frame and mount it."
"Okay, you can choose what kind of photo frame you want, but in that case, you can't get it today. Come tomorrow morning."
Zhang Tan planned to pick up the photos tomorrow morning, but on the way back, he received a call from Wang Hao.
"I heard that you came to Little Red Horse to find me at night?" Zhang Tan asked.
"Yeah, I heard you went to play football, so I didn't bother you."
"Is something wrong?"
""Mo Di" will wrap up tomorrow, do you have time to participate?"
So fast? This was Zhang Tan's first reaction, and then he thought that this was actually not fast.
The filming of "Mo Di" started at the beginning of this year. It's almost June now, and nearly half a year has passed. It's normal for the filming to be completed.
Even, it can be said to be a bit slow.
Because "Modi" is a small-scene drama, there are no big scenes and no need for frequent transitions. The entire shooting can be completed in almost one scene.
It was precisely because of this that Zhang Tan was confident enough to hand over the film to Wang Hao.
"When will it be tomorrow? Morning or afternoon?"
Wang Hao heard this and said happily: "It will be over at about three or four in the afternoon."
"Okay, I'll be here at noon."
After receiving Zhang Tan's agreement, Wang Hao was in a good mood and reported the status of the project to him on the phone.
The next day, Zhang Tan first sent Xiaobai to school, then went to the photo studio last night and received the photos.
The photo frame is made of high-grade mahogany, and the photo definition is very good. The paper is a high-grade paper with a grainy feel, thick, waterproof, and has the texture of an oil painting.
Zhang Tan was very satisfied and went home to admire it for a while, secretly applauding his heroic appearance.
He thought of something, picked up the pen, signed his name on the photo, and wrote the time and place of the scene in the painting.
And decided that when Xiaobai and Xier come back in the evening, they will also sign it and hang it on the wall!
