Dad Academy

At around four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Tan left the crew for something to do and returned to the studio. He found that the atmosphere in the screenwriting department was a bit strange.

He wasn't too relieved. Once the filming of the TV series started, his time in the company was limited. He couldn't know what happened immediately. Jiang Rong was not here, otherwise Jiang Rong would reveal some real-time information.

He came to see He Miao, the director of the screenwriting department. When he came to his office, someone was sweeping the floor and there were some broken porcelain pieces on the floor.

"Teacher Zhang~" The other party saw Zhang Tan and greeted him politely.

"Hello, did you break the cup?" Zhang Tan knew the other party and was a clerk in the screenwriting department.

The other party smiled awkwardly, lowered his voice and said, "Haha, yes."

As if afraid that Zhang Tan would ask again, he excused himself to take out the trash and left in a hurry.

The usually open office door was now closed. Zhang Tan looked up and looked at the nameplate on the door. Yes, it was He Miao. He knocked, but there was no sound. He knocked again, and there was no response.

"Come in."

Zhang Tan thought no one was there.

He pushed the door open and entered. He Miao was sitting behind the desk. When she saw it was him, she forced a smile on her livid face.

"It's Zhang Tan, why isn't he on the set?"

"I have something to ask you." Zhang Tan said and noticed that He Miao's hand on the desk was missing a thermos cup.

He Miao never leaves his hand with tea, carrying a yellowed thermos cup covered with tea dirt wherever he goes.

"Sit down." He Miao stretched out his hand to signal.

After talking about the matter, Zhang Tan left and returned to his office. He didn't come back for almost a week, but the office was very clean. Someone came to clean it regularly. Yes, it was Zhu Huanhuan, Liu Dawen's crush, a beauty in the publicity department.

He packed some information and put it in his bag, preparing to take it to the crew tomorrow for use.

Liu Dawen came and asked mysteriously: "Zhang Tan, do you know?"

Zhang Tan was confused: "What do you know?"

Liu Dawen: "Then why are you back? Didn't you hear about Minister He?"

"Minister He? Which Minister He? What's the matter?"

"It's harmful, you don't know?"

"Come, sit down, have some tea or coffee?"

Zhang Tan warmly welcomed him in, sat him down on the sofa, and closed the door to maintain a private environment.

Liu Dawen: "The tea is too bland and tasteless."

Zhang Tan was stunned for a moment, wondering why the craftsman Liu Dawen was so formal. "Then let's drink coffee, it will be a memorable experience."

He was about to make coffee when suddenly Liu Dawen said again: "Coffee is too bitter. Life and relationships are already very bitter, so why add to the bitterness."

Zhang Tan stopped what he was doing, poured him a glass of boiled water, and said, "Da Wen, I heard that you have been reading classics recently? You must have gained a lot of experience."

Liu Dawen did not answer, but said: "Forget it with boiled water, you see I made lemonade myself, sour and sweet is me."

Zhang Tan also answered the question: "Tell me about Minister He. It must be a big deal. It has alarmed you."

Liu Dawen didn't show off and told everything that happened this afternoon.

This afternoon, a screenwriter from the screenwriting department had a big argument with He Miao and dropped He Miao's tea-stained thermos cup. The other person has been fired.

Of course, the expulsion was not because of throwing He Miao's Wannian Cup, but because he was about to be expelled.

No wonder, Zhang Tan thought, He Miao didn't look good just now. He thought he was the one who got him into trouble, but it turned out that he was the one who hit the muzzle of the gun.

Chatting with Liu Dawen until get off work, Zhang Tan obtained a lot of company information. At the same time, Zhang Tan successfully developed Liu Dawen as an informant.

"Da Wen, if you have any news from the company in the future, remember to tell me."

"Okay, can I make a suggestion?"

"What's your opinion? Tell me."

"Teacher Zhang, can the lock in your office be changed?"

"???"

——

In Xiaohongqi Kindergarten, as soon as the school bell rang, Xiaobai rushed out with her little schoolbag. The teacher hadn't even left yet, and he watched her turn into a small whirlwind and run away from her feet.

The teacher hurriedly chased out and shouted to Xiaobai who had already run into the yard: "Xiaobai~~where are you running??!"

She responded with a goose smile, "Goose goose~~~"

The teacher shouted a few more words, but Xiaobai had already run away.

Alas, she sighed. This novice can't be called a naughty kid. It would be more appropriate to say that she has a lot of personality. As long as she agrees, she will behave very well and obediently, but if she does not agree, she will be stubborn and she is not afraid of going against the teacher.

Children of this age are the ones who listen to their teachers the most. In many cases, the teacher’s words are even more effective than those of their parents.

However, Xiaobai is an exception.

What Xiaobai's uncle said was definitely more effective than what her teacher said.

"But what's the use of running so fast? You can't get out of the door without me leading you." She turned around and said, "Xiaomi, do you know why Xiaobai is running so fast?"

Xiaomi wanted to keep up with Xiaobai, but failed because Xiaobai ran too fast.

"Her aunt is back."

"Oh." The little teacher suddenly said, "No wonder."

She knows a lot about Xiaobai's family, and Aunt Xiaobai has taken on many roles as Xiaobai's mother.

…

"Why are you running?"

On the way home, Xiaobai was as excited as a dog, running around Malanhua's feet without stopping.

"Are you barking like a dog?"

Dog is synonymous with cuteness to Xiaobai. She doesn't object to being a dog and even barks at Malanhua three times.

Malanhua smiled and said: "It's melon."

Xiaobai was jumping up and down with a small schoolbag on his back and shouting: "My aunt is so melon~~~~~"

It has been a long time since Malanhua took Xiaobai to and from school. Today is the first time since Malanhua came back. It is inevitable for Xiaobai to be excited.

"Ma Lanhua~~~are you back??"

Walking to the intersection of Chengzhong Village and West Chang'an Street, some stall owners saw Malanhua and said hello. Some of them sell roasted sweet potatoes, some sell steamed buns, and some sell scallion pancakes... They were once "comrades in arms" with Malanhua and established a revolutionary friendship.

Malanhua likes to make friends, unlike Bai Jianping, who will never take the initiative to speak to others unless they talk to him.

"When will your pancake and fruit stall open again? After you left, many people asked about it," said the eldest sister selling pancakes and dumplings.

"It won't open again in the short term." Malanhua said with a smile.

People around her said it was a pity. Her pancake and fruit stand was doing so well, so it would be a waste to stop doing it.

Malanhua chatted with these old friends for a while, and left after seeing that their business was getting busier.

Xiaobai followed at her feet and arrived at the door of the little red horse. She lay down in front of the iron gate and looked in with her little face close to her face. She didn't see a single melon. Li Weibao was also missing. She must have gone to defecate.

"Come on, my little friend isn't here yet."

Xiaobai left Little Red Horse and followed Ma Lanhua into the alley of the village in the city.

The sun was still high, and the sky was a fiery red, like a set of pancakes.

"Auntie, I want to eat pancakes and fruit." Xiaobai said hopefully.

"I cooked it when I got home and ate it for you."

"Hoo ho ho, thank you, aunt."

Xiaobai happily started jumping around again, running back and forth in the alley. Suddenly, he heard an oops and bumped into someone at the corner. He stepped back several steps and sat down on the ground.

"Ouch, I was hit hard~~"

Merry Christmas, there will be another chapter in the evening, but it will be very late.