It was foggy today, and there was heavy white mist in the courtyard of Little Red Horse Academy. Zhang Tan ran a few laps, and his hair got wet. His clothes and face were all wet. He couldn't tell whether it was fog or sweat.
When Xia Tian first arrived at Little Red Horse, his body was exhausted and his foundation was weak. He was out of breath after running two or three laps and had to rest with his arms crossed. After persisting for half a year, his physical fitness improved significantly and he had to run at least 10 laps every morning.
After the tenth lap, he ran directly out of the little red horse and came to the intersection. He subconsciously looked for Malanhua to buy pancakes and fruits, but the pancake and fruit stall was no longer there, but there was one selling scallion pancakes and fried dumplings.
He changed direction and walked to Huangjia Village, where there were many breakfast shops. He bought three portions of rice rolls, eggs, fried dough sticks, steamed buns, soy milk, etc.
When I returned to Xiaohongma, I happened to see Teacher Xiao Liu coming out of the dormitory, already dressed up. Seeing Zhang Tan in sportswear with sweat stains on his face, he said hello: "Boss Zhang, have you gone for a run? It's so early.
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She was a little embarrassed because she always got up later than Boss Zhang, and not just a little bit later.
Zhang Tan lifted the breakfast in his hand and said, "Come up and have breakfast. I bought it for you."
"Ah? No, no need."
"I've already bought it, come on, where is Xiaomi? Are you still sleeping?"
"I'm awake, I'm in a daze."
"I'll go and see...forget it."
Xiaomi is so shy and timid, so don’t scare her sister-in-law so early in the morning.
Zhang Tan walked upstairs and once again asked Teacher Xiaoliu and Xiaomi to come up and have breakfast together.
"Oh, oh, okay."
Teacher Xiao Liu watched Zhang Tan disappear into the stairwell, skipped a little, returned to the dormitory, and said to Xiaomi, who was wrapped in a quilt and with fluffy hair, sitting on the bed like a kitten: "Xiaomi, get up quickly, wake up.
Is it done?"
She opened the curtains, and now the morning sun broke through the morning mist, casting the first ray of sunlight, which fell on the small desk in front of the window. Its tentacles were already crawling towards the bed, and were about to touch Xiaomi's little hand on the quilt.
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Xiaomi raised her head blankly and looked at Teacher Xiaoliu. After a while, she nodded her head in confusion and said in a cute and cute manner like a little cat: "Mom, I'm awake."
Teacher Xiaoliu was stunned, why did he wake up? He was still in a dream, right?
She touched Xiaomi's head and said, "I have good news for you. Boss Zhang bought us breakfast and asked us to eat at his house."
"...Where's Xiaobai?"
"Xiaobai is home, do you miss her?"
Xiaomi nodded and said, "Don't Boss Zhang call Xiaobai for breakfast?"
This doll is still confused.
Ten minutes later, Teacher Xiaoliu brought Xiaomi, who was fully dressed, to Zhang Tan's house. The door was not closed but open.
Teacher Xiao Liu knocked on the door and looked in: "Boss Zhang??"
There was no one in the living room, so she shouted again, and someone came out of the kitchen. While wiping his hands on the apron tied around his waist, he said with a smile: "Come in quickly, where is Xiaomi? Is he here?"
Teacher Xiaoliu turned around and brought Xiaomi in: "Here he is."
Xiaomi has long hair shawl, with bangs, neatly combed, and timidly. She has a small blue bag slung across her body. It's bulging. She doesn't know what it contains. She is holding tightly in her arms the pug doll Xiaobai gave her.
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"Come here, let's have breakfast." Zhang Tan called them in, "There are slippers on the shoe rack at the door. I just took them out, new ones."
There were indeed two pairs of brand-new slippers on the shoe rack, one pink and one brown. Xiaomi subconsciously took the pink pair and put them by her feet to wear. Only then did she realize that her little feet could fit three in, but they were too big.
La.
What Teacher Xiaoliu was holding was a pair of small slippers, which were not big enough to fit between the feet.
She was laughing and laughing, and said to Xiaomi, who was looking down at the big pink slippers in a daze: "Xiaomi, the pair you are holding is mine, and the pair in my hand is yours."
Little girls really like pink.
The three of them had breakfast. Teacher Xiaoliu waited until Ding Jiamin came to pick up Xiaomi before she got off work. At this time, people from the studio had already come to work one after another.
When Xin Xiaoguang saw Zhang Tan about to go out, he ran over excitedly and said, "Boss, "Coco" has received a very good response. Have you seen it? Many people in the circle are discussing it."
"Coco" began to be serialized in magazines, and the first people to give feedback were not ordinary readers, but artists in the comic circle.
Just like Song Wen, those who work in this field are very concerned about industry trends. As soon as the "Fantasy Night of the Tang Dynasty" magazine came out, they immediately bought it and discussed and studied the three new comics serialized in this issue.
"I've heard about it." Zhang Tan said casually as he walked towards the door, his eyes falling on Lao Li who was sunbathing in the yard. He had just arrived and started his daytime shift.
"I have collected a lot of opinions. Boss, do you have time now? Let's discuss it."
Zhang Tan: "I don't have time now. I have something to leave. Let's discuss it first. Then just tell me the result."
"Oh, okay."
Xin Xiaoguang watched Zhang Tan leave in a hurry, and ran to Building 2 excitedly. "Coco" became popular among comic book authors, and the response was very good. This "weird" style of painting is very different from other comic styles.
, particularly prominent.
Lao Li saw him jumping up and down and muttered: "He is not stable at all. He is obviously older than Mr. Zhang, but he is like a little brother."
Zhang Tan did not go to the crew, but went to Teacher Jiang's music studio.
Teacher Jiang was teaching a few boys and girls, and the staff came in to say a few words to him.
"You guys need to digest what I just said. I'll come over to check later." Teacher Jiang said to several people, then smiled and waved to Zhang Tan in the corridor, and hurried away.
"The song has been produced, and there are three different versions..." Teacher Jiang said while taking Zhang Tan to the audio-visual room.
"Thank you for your hard work."
"If something like this happens in the future, you can continue to work hard for me. I'm happy to hear it." Teacher Jiang joked and handed Zhang Tan a headset.
The first thing I listened to was the chorus version by Guawazi. The tune was gone, and the singing was uneven. Xiaobai actually looked like a little singer when she sang solo, and her indelible Trump sound miraculously disappeared... The sound editor is really
magic.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The version by Guawazi is very good, full of innocence and fantasy.
The next version is not so beautiful. It is music that has completely escaped from the "underworld". It is ghostly and scary, which fits the atmosphere of "The Hidden Corner" very well.
After thanking Teacher Jiang, he took the copy to the set and happened to see director Liu Jinlu lecturing on the play, with Deng Wen in mind.
"You have to throw away the baggage of idols, you know? Throw it away, throw it away completely. You haven't thrown it away now, you just stopped flipping your hair. It's still far from it. Do you think you are a handsome guy? You can't do this
I think! Let me tell you, you are not handsome! You are not handsome at all! Look at you, you are not tall and have a fat belly..."
Deng Wen struggled feebly: "Director, I gained weight for filming."
Liu Jinlu didn't seem to hear him and continued to attack him: "Your face is too long, your forehead is broad, and your hairline is set back. I'm a little worried about you... Your nose is not very straight, your teeth are not white, and you have no muscles.
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As he said that, he saw Zhang Tan coming and pulled Zhang Tan over, as if showing off a product, and said, "Look at Zhang Tan, and then look at yourself, this is the handsome guy, and you don't count! Just keep filming."
, you can't follow the path of an idol, you can only concentrate on being an actor. By the way, there is also a very important point, you are allergic to peaches, which is destined to make you unable to be an idol."
Deng Wen struggled again: "What does this have to do with Taozi?"
"Of course it does matter! It matters a lot. When people see you, they think of peaches. Peaches look like butts, so they think of butts. Can a butt be an idol??"
This logic is really touching and made the staff on site amused.
Liu Jinlu: "To sum up, you are not an idol, so stop struggling. Hurry up, put on the wig, observe yourself in the mirror, brew up your emotions, and let's continue filming."
Deng Wen took a deep breath, put on his wig, and looked at himself in the mirror. He was indeed not an idol. Which idol would be Mediterranean?
Zhang Tan was amazed and said in a low voice to Liu Jinlu: "Director, you are really ruthless. You turned a well-to-do young boy into a greasy, bald middle-aged man, and you even beat him to death..."
Liu Jinlu glanced at him and sneered: "Me? Didn't you write this character? You are the screenwriter. If you don't write it like this, how can I let others film it like this? You are the culprit!"
