The Late School

"The hidden corner" is broadcast, and there is no other project in his hand. He suddenly left, but there is a little bad, that is, every day, you have to report, when there is a project, he can The excuse to go to the crew and don't go to the company. It is normal until it will start the executive deputy director, and it is really busy.

Take this idle, Zhang sighs to complete the new script, and I have a good job.

The cartoon studio is basically in stock, and the whole right is handed over to Wu style and Xin Xiaoguang. Fortunately, the operation of the studio is relatively simple, there are not many people, the project is mature, the chief Cao is as usual, and it can be advanced.

Nowadays, "Qin Shi Mingyue" is already fire, is the topwork of "Datang Magic Night" magazine, often compete with the works of the two other people.

As the plot is gradually launched, the "Qin Shi Ming Yue" huge story architecture gradually presents in front of the reader, expects and excitement.

"Datang Magic Night" magazine originally had two functions, and now serves for two years, one of which is about to end, so that there is "Qin Shi Moon" that can fill the vacancy.

After this day, the summary of "Datang Magic Night" specially left the responsibility of "Qin Shi Ming Yue", Wang Yinghu, first, affirmed his work, encouraging him to make persistent efforts, especially to follow the good "Qin Time Moon ", :" Say, "Qin Shi Moon" has been served for a few months, but I have never seen their main creation team, you will pay for them, invite them to visit the company. "

Wang Yinghu smiled: "No problem, I just want to ask you, invite them to the company walking, they will be 12, I will give you a detailed time, and report it in detail."

The summary is good, and reminded that the hotel will give lunch.

"Well, I must do this." Wang Yinghu should go back, and the colleagues encountered along the way will shout the tiger brother.

The smaller role of the magazine, because became the responsibility of the Little Red Major Cartoon Studio, now in the magazine's status, with its own independent office, it also has two subordinates.

Back to the office, Wang Yinghu first thing is to take out the mobile phone, call Xin Xiaoguang, invitations for the summary, and said: "Xiaoguang, I haven't been to your studio, or I have to visit today? You Is it convenient? "

On the other hand, Xin Xiaoguang should be refreshing, and it has sent a positioning to him, about this afternoon.

After Xin Xiaoguang and Wang Ying Tiger, he immediately told Wu style.

"Do you want to call Mr. Hui?" Wu Ying asked, Wang Yinghu is their responsibility, this time is relatively happy, everyone achieves, good.

Xin Xiaoguang said: "I told him that I will not come to see what he does. I don't think it is back, it is not the president."

He immediately gave Zhang sighed, and Zhang sighed them to entertain, and did not say that it would come back to receive things.

"I said, this matter will be paid, he is coming over to invite us to go to the magazine. You can ask Mr. Zhang together." Xin Xiaoguang said.

"Well, you are quite understanding." Wu style said.

"Harm, this is the rated right, my mother is civil servant, they specially pay attention to this, come to a deputy, the reception is inevitably, you will take the director to receive, it is hitting the face."

Wu style smiled: "Okay, this is your strength, the afternoon Wang Yinghu came, you will receive it, I don't understand these, I am still a heart thinking."

"Ok, let me come."

The two are responsible for the studio, but relatively speaking, Xin Xiaoguang is more good at dealing with people, management is more in, and the exchange of magazines, most is what he is doing, and Wu style is a professional skill, she is very quiet. People, and Xin Xiaoguang is ok, sitting can't stand.

At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Yinghu finally appeared in the small red horse door, looked up and talked the house, and said his Xin Xiaoguang said: "I didn't expect it here, this location, how can there be such a strange ... Well?"

His and Xin Xiaoguang agreed to be 3 points, but it was looking for a long time in the surroundings, I always thought it was in the CBD building in West Chang'an Street, I didn't expect to be in the city.

Xin Xiaoguang took him in and was simply visited in the yard. He introduced: "This is a quiet, this location is unique."

Wang Yinghu originally impressed here, but after coming in, I found a circle, I found that this place is active, and the feeling of big hidden in the city is especially suitable for comics.

"How is it still a kindergarten?" He asked curiously.

"It's not kind, it is a late night school, called Xiaohong Ma, our studio is this name."

"Little Hongma? Your?"

"No, not mine, is our boss."

"Yes, who is your boss? Are you here? I will visit him today."

"Don't worry, he is not there."

The two entered the studio, Xin Xiaoguang gave Wang Yinghu to introduce everyone in the studio, and left at 5 o'clock in the afternoon.

at night.

"The morning of the day? Yes, let's go together." Zhang Sheng and Xin Xiaoguang were sitting on the stairs of the building, looking at the lively yard chat.

In the yard, Xiaobai ran out from the classroom, Dongzhao, did not see the young teachers, only saw the boss, smiled at him, excitedly ran back to the classroom, did not take a while, she ran out of the shovel.

After she, she followed the grenan grencome, who hit the hoe, followed by the grenana.

Hi did not run out, but Hiahiahia's laughter has been passed out, and everyone can guess it is her.

After the horses, it is a process of carrying the bucket, falling in the last small meter.

A group of children began to dig sand under the gaze of Zhang Sheng and Xin Xiaoguang.

The grenanava waist stands on the sand, watching him, laugh.

"Guaraa, you laugh, hurry to work," Xiaobai urged.

The grenan grenades waved the hoe, and he called.

Zhang sigh: "..."

Xin Xiaoguang: "..."

Although Xiao Hua has a lot of toys and facilities, they seem to have a unique closure of the sand, the weather is warm, they have started diligent labor.

Xin Xiaoguang got up, patted his ass, said to go home, after the hot fire, said: "You have worked hard, who is buried tonight?"

Everyone heard the words, stopped the movements in his hand, and looked at the mouth but creating lazy grenuria.

The guris scared, did not expect the friends who can't stand the slightest test, one tens of seconds, took her, suddenly throwing the hoe, raising their hands: "Don't duck, don't duck, don't bury my duck White, I am a good baby ~~~ "

Xiaoyai asked: "That is a doing?"

The grenan grenad jumped to say: "Maxi duck, a little bit of hi is two hi, happy?"

Hi Der, this silly child, refreshing, hiahia laughs, don't plant her, their game can't play, kind, not the first time she is.

"It's hard." Xin Xiaoguang said, leaving home.

The backs of the gananta far away spit tongue, slightly slightly ~~~

Always arrived, this time, I was arched by Xiaoguang's brother, almost buried her!