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1979, 'Fatal ID'

"Stepped on the Cat" is a very cute song. It's not difficult. Even a rookie like Zhang Tan can sing it, but it just doesn't sound good.

"Daddy, do you want me to dance for you?"

Xi'er volunteered and asked if she needed a little cutie to dance with.

She has studied ballet and has always been very confident when dancing, let alone dancing with her godfather.

While she was staring at her godfather, she took a moment to glance at her sister. When she saw her sister smiling, she felt more confident.

"Okay, Xi'er has always been great at dancing, so please ask Xi'er to dance with me. Nice children's songs paired with nice dances, Xi'er depends on you." Zhang Tan said.

These words made Tan Xi'er's child Hiahia laugh and be very happy.

It doesn't matter what kind of dance you do, just follow the singing.

Zhang Tan tried the guitar, and Liuliu immediately said, "This is my guitar."

Zhang Tan nodded: "Yes, I can borrow Liuliu's guitar."

Dudu was curious, when did she learn to play the guitar?

Liuliu is extremely arrogant.

Zhang Tan plucked the strings and sang:

"I stepped on the cat, I stepped on the cat~"

"I accidentally stepped on the cat and got scratched~"

"I was scratched by a cat, I was scratched by a cat~"

"The cat was startled and scratched me~"

"You bad cat, cut your nails quickly! Come down from the roof and shave your beard~"



The lyrics of this song are cute, and the melody is also cute, but the singer is not cute, and the singing voice is not cute either.

It should be sung by a little cutie, such as Xi'er.

When the song ended, everyone immediately applauded and gave Zhang Tan a round of applause.

The children find it very pleasant and like this song very much.

The adults are curious as to what kind of inspiration Zhang Tan had to write such a lovely song.

Sometimes, the creator's mind is really unpredictable.

In addition to sighing at the genius, I can only admire, feel honored and proud of it.

The children gathered around Zhang Tan and listened to it four or five times in succession. Liuliu wanted to learn.

Although she does not have a God-given voice, she has a heart that loves to sing.

As for acting, it’s your hobby after singing.

"Study hard, and when you're done, we'll record it in the studio and release it," Zhang Tan said.

The children didn't feel much about this, but the parents on the side were shocked and thanked Zhang Tan one after another.

Zhang Tan's light words may mean a lot of money.

The money was almost delivered to them.

How to keep them from being flattered?!

I have said thank you, but there is no need to say too much. Zhang Tan is not the kind of person who needs others to be grateful.

But they will not forget their roots, and they will remember this kindness and kindness in their hearts and once again write down this heavy stroke in their notebooks.

The children don't know what it means to learn this song. For them, it is just fun and interest.

Singing is playing.

I don’t have much feelings about the money or not.

The lunch lasted until two o'clock. After eating, everyone was still chatting and playing in the sun. Some children performed singing, some dancing, and some wrestling martial arts.

Wrestling martial arts is obviously a kind of martial arts that is not useful but just a show, because the parties involved do not dare to accept the challenges of others.

Even if the challenger clamored wildly, the performing artist was as steady as an old dog and just refused to accept the challenge.

It was around three o'clock in the afternoon when everyone packed up and dispersed.

Zhang Tan went to the company for a meeting in the evening. Wasn't the "Matrix" project launched? The meeting in the evening was a coordination meeting. There were a lot of things that needed to be coordinated and resolved.

At the same time, several new projects are also being prepared and approved.

Among them, there is a joint film project between Zhang Tan’s Little Red Horse Film and Television Company and Little Red Horse Galloping Company. Although the project has not yet been approved, Zhang Tan’s plan is to shoot a suspenseful and brain-burning action film. The selected script is

"Fatal ID".

He is still working on the script, but the outline of the story has been written.

This time, Zhang Tan saw that everyone was there, so he organized a temporary script seminar.

He handed the typed manuscript he brought to the staff, asked the staff to make eight copies, and sent them to the conference room so that each person would have one copy.

"You guys read it first, and we will discuss it later," Zhang Tan said to everyone.

Everyone in the conference room is from Little Red Horse Film and Television Company, and they are the team that Zhang Tan has gradually cultivated over the years.

“Looking forward to Mr. Zhang’s story.”

"Wow, this is my first time watching it."



Everyone sighed and couldn't wait to read and understand the story.

For a moment, the only sound left in the conference room was the sound of flipping pages, and it was very quiet.

Zhang Tan picked up the mobile phone at hand. There were unread messages. When he opened it, he saw that it was a voice message from Xiaobai.

He didn't click it. The environment was so quiet that it would affect everyone.

He clicked to forward the text, and the content showed that Xiaobai asked him when he would go home.

Zhang Tan checked the time. It was now 8:50 pm. He came out after dinner and went out at 7:30.

In fact, it didn’t take long after it came out.

It is quite a special feeling to have a little woman in charge of the house.

Zhang Tan replied to Xiaobai's message and estimated that he should be home before ten o'clock.

After a while, whispers gradually began to appear in the conference room. Some people who had read the summary of the story were discussing among themselves.

Of course, there are still some people who are still reading through it, with serious expressions and furrowed brows. They are obviously curious and confused about this story. It was not until they read the end that they suddenly understood and understood.

"It's amazing~ It's amazing. This plot twist almost made me lose my waist!" Someone exclaimed.

Another person echoed: "Yeah, the reversal is unexpected and makes sense, but it's just too hard to think of. It's a big stretch of the imagination."

As soon as the two of them spoke out, it was like they started a conversation, and everyone started talking about it, no longer being petty.

After everyone has finished reading this story, everyone has various thoughts, and they have reached the point where they can't express their displeasure.

"Deadly ID" is a crime movie story about multiple personalities.

Nowadays, movies about multiple personalities are still very good, and there are few literary works. Unlike Zhang Tan's previous life, which is not a bad thing, at least it is not a new thing.

However, this kind of imagination is the first of its kind here, and there have been almost no similar works before.

No one among the filmmakers has brought this idea to the big screen.

"Multiple personality killings are so wonderful. If you don't watch until the end, you will never know the ending." Someone praised.

"I know the setting of multiple personalities, but I never thought it could be made into a movie like this."

"If we film it, it will definitely cause a huge response."

"We, Little Red Horse Films, want to create countless firsts."

"Mr. Zhang always thinks of things that no one before him has thought of."

"Can't wait to see the full script."

"Mr. Zhang, has the script been written? Or has it not been written yet?"

Everyone looked at Zhang Tan.

Zhang Tan said: "I haven't written it yet."

"That……"

Some people are eager to try.

Of course Zhang Tan knew what they were thinking, so he said: "We can form a script team to collectively write this script."

The outline of the story is already there, and now it’s time to fill in the plot. Zhang Tan can leave this to others.


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