1881, please watch the fancy wrestling of Tan Xier's children
In the Little Red Horse Technology Building, the conference room.
The meeting lasted all morning and finally ended. Zhang Tan looked up at the clock on the wall, which happened to show the time at 11:50.
Office director Wang Wenming hurriedly came in from the conference room and whispered to Zhang Tan.
Zhang Tan nodded, stood up immediately, and said to everyone: "It's getting late. Let's go to the company to have a casual meal. It's ready."
Everyone readily agreed.
Especially Yang Senlin from Pujiang Film Studio was the most interested.
This morning's meeting was to discuss the anime adaptation of "Sailor Moon". Several companies competed, but it was eventually taken away by Pujiang Film Studio.
Yang Senlin went to the crew to find Zhang Tan before, just for the right to adapt this comic. Now that he got what he wanted, he felt very high-spirited.
Although the price paid is somewhat high.
In the small restaurant, Zhang Tan toasted to everyone.
Although those companies that did not win the bid were a little depressed, they all knew how to respond appropriately in this situation.
The competition is over and there is no point in thinking about it anymore.
Besides, there will be opportunities in the future. Now that we have established a good relationship with Zhang Tan, we can strive for the next project.
I just don't know what the next project will be.
"Mr. Zhang, there have been media reports about plagiarism recently, which has caused quite a stir. It should be fine."
After three drinks, Yang Senlin toasted with Zhang Tan alone and asked at the same time.
He had just won the animation adaptation rights on behalf of his company, but he didn't like to be affected by the plagiarism controversy.
Zhang Tan said: "Big trees attract wind, and many people suffer from pinkeye. This matter will be handled quickly. Don't worry, it will not affect the progress of the project."
"That's good~" Yang Senlin picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.
After lunch, Zhang Tan stayed at the company and took a nap in the office because he drank.
There is a small cubicle in his office with a bed and a pig doll, which Xiaobai bought for him and placed here, saying that it was specially designed to take care of the old man.
The piggy rag doll is pink.
Zhang Tan woke up at half past two in the afternoon.
He was woken up by Wang Wenming.
Wang Wenming kept knocking on the door, saying that someone was looking for him.
"Right away~wait for me for a few minutes." Zhang Tan said.
He sat on the bed and calmed down for a while, rubbed his face, opened the door, walked out, and closed the door immediately.
"Who is it?" Zhang Tan asked Wang Wenming who was waiting aside.
"It's from the music studio." Wang Wenming said.
Zhang Tan nodded.
Wang Wenming brought him freshly brewed tea. Drinking tea can help him wake up and cheer him up as soon as possible.
Zhang Tan picked it up, took a few sips, and sat on the boss's chair.
At this time, Wang Wenming had already welcomed people outside the office.
He is the head of the music studio.
The other party may have been reminded by Wang Wenming, so he did not say a lot of words, but stated his intention concisely and concisely.
"The song for "The Pursuit of Happiness" has been selected."
Previously, Zhang Tan arranged for the studio to select songs for the movie "The Pursuit of Happiness", and the studio invited some well-known composers to compose songs.
The other party immediately handed over the player and Zhang Tan put on the headphones.
There are three songs in total, choose one from them.
After Zhang Tan heard this, he felt that it was not very good.
Maybe it's because the songs I remember are all golden songs, but when I suddenly heard a song like this that didn't have much distinctiveness, I felt it was as bland as water.
When the other party saw Zhang Tan's expression, he saw that the boss didn't care much, so he quickly introduced the creators of these three songs. They were all three well-known composers invited.
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At four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Tan drove directly from the company to school to pick up Xiaobai from school.
When he arrived, it was not yet half past four. Xiaobai's second grade class had not yet finished school, but the first grade class had already finished.
School ended at 4:15 in the first grade. Xi'er, Dudu and Cheng Cheng were walking on the playground.
"Hey hey hey hey hey~~~Help, help me~hiahia~"
Tan Xi'er, a child, was sitting on the swing, swinging wildly, but the swing got knotted, and when it was loosened, it spun in circles, spinning her like a big top.
Dudu, with quick eyes and quick hands, grabbed the swing immediately and rescued her.
"hiahia~Thank you Dudu, eh? Why are you spinning in circles? Why are you spinning around me? Why is the house spinning in circles too?"
Xi'er looked around strangely and found that everything in her field of vision was spinning. The next second, she found that she could not stand steadily. She tilted her body, staggered, and fell to the ground with a thud.
"hiahia, I fell, I stood up~hum~"
As soon as she stood up, she staggered and fell to the ground the next moment.
She kept standing up and falling down.
Sometimes she fell like a dog, sometimes she fell to her feet in the air, sometimes she fell to the ground, sometimes she fell and rolled around as soon as she got up...
On the grass, little classmate Tan Xier fell to the ground in a curved diagonal trajectory.
Dudu and Cheng Cheng were stunned. Is Xi'er performing fancy wrestling?
At first, little classmate Tan Xier could still laugh out loud, but after falling seven or eight times, she started to get scared.
"I, what's wrong with me? What's wrong with me? Why can't I stand? What's wrong with my jiojio? Come and save me, save me~~Dudu~~~~Chengcheng! I don't want to fall again!"
Tan Xi'er, a junior classmate, walked towards Dudu and Cheng Cheng. She stretched out her hand, trying to grab the two of them to stabilize her body, but her outstretched hand came up empty. She passed by at an angle and fell again.
.
"Xier, what's wrong with you?——"
Dudu quickly ran to help her up.
Cheng Cheng also offered his hand and said, "Xi'er is dizzy. Help her sit up quickly. Xi'er, don't stand up."
Xi'er sat on the bench and relaxed.
Dudu sat next to her and hugged her small shoulders.
Xi'er tilted her head and leaned on Dudu's shoulder, feeling much more stable now.
She said to Cheng Cheng on the side: "Cheng Cheng, please tell me a story quickly to make me happy. Hiahia, I'm going to cry because of the fall."
Although there was a lot of fancy wrestling, the story of Xi'er sneaking into Cheng Cheng was not too bad.
When she calmed down and finally stopped feeling dizzy, the school bell rang again, signaling the end of school for the senior students.
Xi'er, Dudu, and Cheng Cheng picked up their schoolbags, got up, and ran to the door of the second-grade classroom. They waved to the novices inside and made an appointment to go home from school together.
When the best friends gathered together, Xiaobai noticed that Xi'er was dirty and asked her what she did.
Xi'er Balabala told Xiaobai the strange scene she had just experienced. She is still very angry, but she doesn't know who she is angry with. In short, she is very angry.
Xiaobai pulled Xier to the end and was educating her.
Walking in front of them was Liuliu. Liuliu was handing out snacks to Dudu and Cheng Cheng. Her snacks were just a small bag. She carefully pinched out a little bit and distributed them to her friends.
Dudu eats for free, but Cheng Cheng eats to tell stories.
The one walking in the front was Xiaomi. Xiaomi kept her gaze at the school gate, looking for the adults. She saw Zhu Xiaojing first, raised her hand high, waved to Zhu Xiaojing, and then turned back to remind Liliu.
But Liuliu was only thinking about sharing the snacks, thinking about how to pay the minimum price, which not only killed Dudu, but also allowed Cheng Cheng to tell her a nice story instead of "The little pig has nothing to do when he is full."
