The Late School

When Zhang Tan entered the conference room, everyone was already there.

"Teacher Zhang."

"Ms. Zhang early."

"Morning, Teacher Zhang, good spirits."

...

The actors who passed the audition were all interviewed by him, so they naturally knew him.

Zhang Tan responded and found a place to sit down. Producer Gao Xiaolan and director Zhang Tongshun hadn't come yet. He looked around and several leading actors had arrived.

Su Lan looked at him with a smile, but Zhang Tan was quite prestigious and everyone respected him.

She has been in a lot of crews, and the director is naturally one of the most authoritative people, but often screenwriters have no status, and are similar to ordinary field workers, or even miserable. It is the irritation in the crew. Scolding the coordinator for not making arrangements, the coordinator said it was written by the screenwriter, screenwriter?The screenwriter can't get tough, and he has to beware of the actors coming into the room at night and saying, "Teacher Zhang, I have to change it here, I think it should be written like this", "Mr. Zhang, I have too few lines, add some~~"

Zhang Tan doesn't seem to be so conscientious. He was one of the three interviewers at the last audition.It is not uncommon for a screenwriter to be an interviewer, but it is rare.

"Hello, Teacher Zhang, I am Wu Yue, and I will play Chen Yu this time."

A handsome young man came over to say hello. He was chatting with Chen Feiya.

Zhang Tan looked at him.

This Wu Yue did not come on the day of the audition, but arrived the next day. Zhang Tan was not there at the time, so Zhang Tongshun and the actor director interviewed.

The temperament is very gentle, somewhat delicate, but not handsome, quite suitable for Chen Yu, a straight man of science and engineering steel.

"Hello there……"

Zhang Tan was chatting with him, suddenly the phone vibrated, and Ma Lanhua called.

"Sorry, I have to go out beforehand."

"Please."

Wu Yue watched Zhang Tan leave. Such a young screenwriter, in other crews, either had a backstage or had already made his mark and became a master, otherwise he would be no different from an ordinary staff member.He doesn't know which kind of Zhang Tan belongs to, but he has heard that Pujiang Film Studio has a very high status as a screenwriter, and the role of screenwriter is very important here.

Zhang Tan went out, took the elevator to the lobby on the first floor, and saw...Bai Jianping in the crowd at a glance!

This shiny big bald head, shining under the chandelier in the hall, is too eye-catching.

Not only him, but anyone who appears in the hall will be forced to cast his gaze over it, as if the bald head is a magnet.

Zhang Tan forced herself not to stare at her bald head. He looked around and saw Xiao Bai with a small schoolbag on his back.

This little pot friend was chattering, circling the figure in the hall, ecstatically amazed and excited.

Pujiang Film Studio started as an animation, produced many classic cartoons, and produced a popular cartoon character.

In the lobby on the first floor of the building, there is such an exhibition area with many cartoon characters' figures. Xiao Bai is planted here.

Ma Lanhua saw Zhang sigh coming down, and immediately pulled the reluctant Xiaobai to greet him.

"Boss Zhang, please come and pick us up." Ma Lanhua said.

"It's okay, Xiao Bai, you are so cute today."

Zhang Tan praised children, facing a family, praised children is definitely an unsatisfactory topic.

"Ohhhhh~~~" Xiaobai was very happy.

Zhang Tan said in his heart that your hair style is more deductible.

"Let's go."

Zhang Tan took them into the elevator and told them: "Don't be nervous, it's actually a tea party, everyone chat, get to know each other, and make friends."

Xiaobai let go of Malanhua, and at some point when Zhang sighed, holding his trousers, holding his small head high and said, "Blow up."

Ma Lanhua glared at her secretly, and emphasized it several times on the way here. It was a script seminar, not something blown up, but this girl just didn't change it.

Zhang Tan smiled and said, "Yes, it's just blown down and put on a long line."

He was influenced by Xiao Bai and also learned a lot about Trump.

Zhang Tan took Xiaobai's family into the conference room, found a place for them to sit, and then introduced them to the curious people: "This is the child Bai Chunhua, everyone can call her Xiaobai, she is the female partner in this show. This is Xiaobai's aunt, Malanhua. This is Xiaobai's uncle, Bai Jianping..."

Xiaobai climbed onto the chair and put her short legs neatly on the chair, trying to say hello to everyone, but she became shy and turned into an embarrassing and polite smile.

Bai Jianping and Malanhua looked very cautious, feeling that they were out of place here, like an ugly duckling in the swans.

"Is it thirsty? Do you want to drink Xiaoxiong?" Zhang Tan asked Xiaobai concerned.

Xiaobai picked up the straw cup hanging around her neck and took a sip, saying that she had water.

Zhang Tan still gave her a bottle of bear drink, plugged in a straw, and let her hold it and drink it slowly.

Su Lan looked at Zhang Tan and Xiao Bai, curious about the relationship between the two, this is too much care for the children.

There were a lot of people who were equally minded. With a few simple actions, it can be seen that this young teacher Zhang takes care of Xiaobai.

Xiaobai took a sip of the little bear and gave it to Malanhua who was sitting aside: "Aunt, do you want to drink it?"

Ma Lanhua said she didn't drink it and let Xiaobai drink it herself.

"Don't rob me." Xiaobai said worriedly. Malanhua was angry with a wildfire in his heart. Guwazi didn't give face, so what does it mean to say this in public?What do people think about her?Grab a kid’s drink?

She was quickly distracted by Xiaobai, because Xiaobai took off the small schoolbag she was carrying and handed it to her, "Auntie, pancake fruit."

Ma Lanhua prepared pancakes and fruits, and wanted to meet everyone and give me something I made, to express my feelings.

But after she came in, she saw everyone present, beautiful women and handsome men, they spoke polite and elegant, and they all dressed up to a high level. They had more status than the senior white-collar workers on West Chang'an Street.

An inferiority complex emerged uncontrollably in her heart. She felt that her identity was too far from everyone else. The pancakes in her hand seemed to be extremely important, and she was embarrassed to take it out.

This woman who can do the heaviest and most tiring work on the construction site, can push a small cart and shout and sell pancakes and fruits in the crowd, is now in an embarrassing situation.

Although no one looked down on her, no one looked at her with strange contempt, but she seemed to be restrained by an invisible pressure, not to mention taking out the pancakes from the small schoolbag, even if it was difficult to say a word.

The increasing pressure made her lower her head.

Xiaobai wondered why her aunt didn't take out the pancake fruit, and reminded him while shaking her legs: "Auntie, I will give you pancake fruit."

Upon seeing this, Zhang Tan smiled and said, "In a hurry, I happened to have no breakfast. Give me a set of pancakes and fruit cushions to cushion my stomach."

Ma Lanhua heard the words, looked at him gratefully, smiled awkwardly, and whispered: "The pancake fruit is cold."

Zhang Tan said, "It's okay, it's hot, but colder is better."

He took the small schoolbag that seemed to be a huge weight from Malanhua, and took out a big bag of pancakes in a paper bag.

The pancake fruit is still warm, not cold at all.

The pancakes are neatly packed in the packaging bag, and each one is packed in a small paper packaging bag, and has a number, handwritten Arabic numerals, which look like the handwriting of a child.

This was done by Xiaobai's family together last night. Malanhua was responsible for it, Bai Jianping was responsible for laying hands, and Xiaobai was responsible for putting it in a paper bag and writing numbers on the paper bag.

She still wanted to draw a smiling face, but Malanhua stopped it.

Zhang Tan took out one, said something delicious, and asked everyone: "There are hot pancakes and fruits here. Has anyone not eaten breakfast? You can try it. Sister Ma's craftsmanship is very good."

Everyone looked at each other, they were a little confused, wondering why they bought so many pancakes and fruits, and immediately thought of what Zhang Tan said, Sister Ma's craftsmanship is very good, is this Sister Ma made it herself?

When everyone was stunned, Malanhua's mood just got better because of Zhang Tan's actions.

Look, everyone is very surprised. She knew she shouldn't bring pancakes with fruit. She took it for granted, and it made Boss Zhang tired. Everyone would look down on him.

She lowered her head, her hands on her knees suddenly warmed, and she was held by someone. It was Lao Bai on the side.

The persuaded Lao Bai looked at her encouragingly, and he raised his head and smiled.

Although the smile looked like crying, there were wrinkles on the corners of his eyes, which was very ugly.

Lao Bai knows her own mother-in-law, a very strong woman, with strong self-esteem, he dare not fight with her at home.

Ma Lanhua felt warm in her heart. Yes, she originally sold pancakes and fruits. She lived in a village in the city, rented an old house and lived in the countryside. Of course, she couldn't compare with these formal actors.

Since there is no way to compare, then don't compare, it's all human, no one is superior.

She couldn't help thinking of the script she had been memorizing the past few days. There was a sentence in it that she forgot to say specifically, but the main idea is that a better life is to maintain a positive and optimistic attitude, which is more important than money.

Suddenly she wanted to turn away, raised her head, facing everyone's gaze, and was about to speak, suddenly a gentle voice sounded in the quiet conference room.

"I can smell the fragrance all the way away. Give me one. I'm hungry. Try Sister Ma's craftsmanship."

Ma Lanhua looked over and saw a girl sitting in the front position.

She had never seen such a beautiful girl.

Oh, isn't this the star who posted her door.