Hearing that Xiaobai's aunt was coming to take her home, Zhang Tan was too lazy to worry about it anymore. It didn't matter whether he wanted to sleep or not, he could turn a blind eye. If he dared to damage public property, he would deduct it from the children.
Little Bai Chunhua immediately stood up and rushed to the stairs. She happened to see Xiao Qian's father coming to pick up Xiao Qian and quickly ran over to wave goodbye.
After seeing off Xiao Qian, she sneaked back to the dormitory, picked up a puppy doll from someone's little bed - it wasn't hers anyway - and stood at the door to say goodbye to the parents and children who were returning home.
"Bye, bye."
"See you tomorrow."
"Goodbye~"
…
What a stay up in the middle of the night, welcoming the baby with enthusiasm and energy.
When there was almost no one around, her aunt stepped in.
"Why don't anyone say goodbye to me?"
Teacher Xiaoliu waved thoughtfully: "Bye Xiaobai, see you tomorrow."
Xiaobai turned around happily and waved: "Bye~~"
Xiaobai's family lives in a village in the city, more than ten minutes' walk away.
On the way home, Xiaobai's aunt Malanhua asked her: "I heard that there is a new teacher in your school?"
"Who are you? You're an uncle."
"What does he do?"
"I think he's amazing."
"Why do you think he's so provocative?"
"...My paws know it."
"You didn't say so yourself!"
"I just instigate you casually."
"You melon kid! Baoli Baoqi."
"Why do you call me so precious?"
"You are Baoli Baoqi."
"I'm not so angry. I'm going to be angry."
"You're a little guy with a big butt, and you're still making will-o'-the-wisps."
"Auntie, your butt is so big, why are your claws like this?"
"Ghostly and sun-eyed, your butt is itchy, isn't it?"
"I want to poop."
"It's so late at night, you're pooping! Why did you go so early?"
"I'm going to fart."
"Stay away from me, you piece of shit."
"Goose goose haha... Auntie, auntie, I'm so scared, please hold my hand."
"Get away! Don't touch me, it stinks."
"Ego goose goose..."
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Early the next morning, Zhang Tan was still awakened by the sound of a flock of birds. He slept too late last night, sat on the bed for a while, and then recovered his blood. He opened the window, followed the sound of birds, and found a group of birds on the mulberry tree.
White-faced tits. They stand on the branches and chirp. Their tunes are changeable and their sounds are sweet. They sound a hundred times better than alarm clocks. They wake people up without making them angry.
After washing, I happened to see Teacher Xiaoliu in pajamas when I went downstairs.
Zhang Tan was stunned for a moment, nodded and said: "Good morning, Teacher Xiaoliu."
Teacher Xiaoliu had just woken up. She was in a daze and had not yet woken up. When she saw someone saying hello, she subconsciously replied, "It's good for you too." Her voice was lazy and weak.
After Zhang Tan passed her by and walked for a while, she realized what she was doing. She suddenly looked back and saw the back of Zhang Tan carrying a backpack to work. She touched her face and found a pool of saliva dried up.
My hair looked like a crazy woman. When I looked down at my pajamas, I saw that it was so dirty that it was not sexy at all. My slippers and flip-flops were extremely greasy. I couldn't help but scream madly and ran back like a gust of wind.
In the room, the door closed with a loud bang. Standing in front of the mirror and looking at myself naked, I couldn't help but feel sad.
When Zhang Tan heard Teacher Xiaoliu scream, the corners of his mouth turned up and he couldn't help but be amused.
Teacher Xiao Liu has to take care of Xiaomi, so she stays here at night. She takes turns with other teachers, one for a week, and this week it’s her.
"Have you eaten?" When the doorman Lao Li saw him coming, he stuck his head out of the window and greeted him warmly.
"Go to the street to eat." Zhang Tan left the yard, suddenly remembered something, and turned back to ask Lao Li: "When did Xiaobai leave last night? Lao Li, do you have any impression?"
"After midnight, the last one to leave."
"Oh, it's so late." Zhang Tan asked again, "Did her aunt come to pick her up?"
"Yes, her aunt usually comes here. Her uncle rarely comes."
"Okay, thank you, I'm going to work."
The original painters of the "Under Tianyu Mountain" project were two girls, not much older than Zhang Tan. Zhang Tan came to the office and made a pot of tea. When Luo Ming came, he introduced him to the project team and they got to know each other.
The two female original artists on the project.
Luo Ming said, "You guys can chat," and left first, leaving Zhang Tan here.
"Are you Zhang Tan?" one of the fair-skinned female painters said, "I heard that you painted an original painting yourself?"
Zhang Tan handed them the folder he brought and said, "I drew three pictures. It's very simple. Take a look."
"Let me see."
Another female original artist put down her work, came over and took away a drawing.
"Have you studied art?"
Zhang Tan: “I taught myself sketching.”
"Is this the newly added Zou Wu?"
"This is a very powerful but arrogant and cute beast."
"The tail is so beautiful, like a rainbow."
"The tail is made up of seven colors..."
After discussing with the two of them in the studio all morning, it was time for lunch. The fair-skinned female painter said, "Shall we have lunch together? Thank you for giving us so many suggestions, which saved us a lot of detours."
"Where, where."
"You're welcome, we're all in the cafeteria anyway."
The studio has its own canteen, which is outsourced. There are one vegetarian, two flower and two meat dishes, and there are five dishes in total. The three of them made meals. As soon as they sat down, Zhang Tan suddenly heard a heavy sigh coming from behind him. He didn't pay attention, and then
When I heard a sentence, it seemed more serious, and I couldn't help but look back.
Emmmm~~~Luo Ming!
Luo Ming seemed to lower his head and concentrate on eating, as if he didn't notice him. This made Zhang Tan not sure if it was him sighing just now, but there was no one around except him.
The female painters sitting opposite Zhang Tan smiled and asked, "Teacher Luo, why do you sigh when you eat?"
Luo Ming then raised his head and showed a surprised expression when he saw Zhang Tan.
"Zhang Tan, you are here. I was worried that you had no food to eat. I just went to the studio to look for you. I didn't expect you to have dinner with our beautiful lady."
Zhang Tan understood that Luo Ming sighed on purpose because he was sitting in front of him but did not notice him. When he saw it, he seemed to only have eyes for the two beautiful painters, a typical example of forgetfulness.
"We will discuss the plot of the next five episodes in the afternoon." Luo Ming said, picked up the dinner plate and left.
"Teacher Luo, are you blaming us for keeping you here all morning?"
"No, how could it be possible? My plan in the morning is to discuss storyboards with you." Zhang Tan said.
"I think I may know what Teacher Luo means."
"What's the meaning?"
"He's jealous, haha."
After lunch, I returned to the office. Luo Ming was not there, and I didn't know where he went. Zhang Tan sat in front of the computer, opened the "Chasers" video script he wrote last night, and took advantage of the break to continue writing.
I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly...
"Why did you write so seriously?"
Luo Ming is back.
"Write a film review." Zhang Tan said.
"Oh, then you go on, I'll take a nap."
Luo Ming moved the folding chair out, opened it in the office, and lay on it for a lunch break.
Zhang Tan turned off the lights in the office. Luo Ming closed his eyes and remained motionless, saying, "I'm fine, just keep the lights on."
"fine."
Zhang Tan continued typing, trying to reduce his intensity and not make too much sound.
When I got home at night, I revised the script and started exploring video production.
He majored in directing, which involves the use and editing of video software. He was no stranger to these. After he quickly became familiar with it, he started recording officially.
A camera was originally prepared, but after the recording started, it was decided not to use it. No real person appeared, only the sound was recorded, and the video picture was a movie.
He needed to cut the film "The Chaser" into bits and pieces for dissection and analysis, and at the same time refute those opinions that could serve as a bridge for the director.
This movie is very popular now. It was the first box office bomb this summer. Everyone is chasing it and cannot tolerate others saying bad things. That's why Zhang Tan has been attacked by many people.
Making videos is time-consuming and labor-intensive. If it was just to respond to other people's attacks, Zhang Tan would not be so bored.
He wanted to take the opportunity to run a public account dedicated to analyzing movies.
Probably because there is good money to be made in this business.
If you want to make money when operating a public account, there are two main ways, one is to bring goods, and the other is to receive advertisements.
For example, if an UP owner with 1 million fans sells hot pot base ingredients called spicy strips, his annual revenue may exceed 10 million.
However, the road of bringing goods is inaccessible to most people. Capital, supply chain, product selection, logistics, warehousing, after-sales, etc. are all barriers.
So the more convenient way is to accept advertisements.
Zhang Tan has learned that the advertising monetization capabilities of the Xilili video website surpass other platforms.
According to the UP main advertising quotation updated last week:
With more than 2 million fans, customized advertising ranges from 100,000 to 600,000 yuan;
For those with 1 million to 2 million fans, most charge 100,000 to 200,000;
Individual content with high quality and strong fan stickiness can receive 400,000;
A UP owner with about 50,000 fans can also quote 10,000-30,000.
The "Under the London Bridge" who criticized him has 1.23 million fans on the Xilili website. Zhang Tan found his annual income on the Internet, which he revealed on his own initiative. Last year, his advertising income exceeded 10 million!
If run well, a public account is a gold mine, producing a steady stream of cash flow.