The Late School

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang sighs that there is something to leave the crew, returning to the film factory, and find some strangeness at the atmosphere of the drama.

He didn't rest assured, the TV series opened, he stayed in the company's time, it could be sucked, what happened, did not know what to know, Jiang Rong is not here, otherwise, Jiang Rong will reveal some real time information.

He is coming to find Ho Miao, who came to his office, some people sweep, and there were some broken porcelain on the ground.

"Teacher Zhang ~" The other party saw Zhang sigh, politely greeted.

"Hello, this is a broken cup?" Zhang sighs to know the other party and is the clerk of the screening drama.

The other party smiled, and the sound was lowered: "Oh, yeah."

It seems that I am afraid that Zhang sighs and then ask, excuses to put the garbage, hurried away.

The office door that is often closed is now closed, and Zhang sighs looked up at the nameplate on the door. Yes, what is it. He knocked knocked, there was no sound inside, and knocked it, he responded.

"Come in."

Zhang sigh is no one is there.

He pushed the door, and He Miao sat behind the desk, see it is him, the iron green face is barely squeezed, squeezing a smile.

"Is Zhang sigh, why didn't you in the crew?"

"It's a bit more looking for you." Zhang sighed, aiming at the hand on the desk of Ho Miao.

He Miao Tea does not leave his hand, where is the cover of a cup of tea, a flungery.

"Sit." He Miao reached out.

After talking about things, Zhang sighed, returned to his office, almost didn't come back, but there was a clean office, someone regularly cleaned, yes, Liu Dawen secretly love Zhu Huan, a small beauty of Xuanfeng department.

He packed some information, put it into the bag, ready to bring it to the crew tomorrow, to use it.

Liu Dawen came, mysteriously asked: "Zhang sigh you know?"

Zhang souting couldn't mind: "What knows?"

Liu Dawen: "What is going back? Isn't you heard about what minister?"

"What minister? Which minister? What?"

"Harm, you don't know?"

"Come, sit on the sitting, drink tea or drink coffee?"

Zhang sighs warmly welcomes him in, sending the sofa to sit down, close the door, maintain a hidden environment.

Liu Dawen: "Drinking tea is too light, no taste."

Zhang sighs, how is the craftsman Liu Daiwen? "That coffee, the aftertaste is endless."

He is going to make coffee, suddenly Liu Dawen said: "The coffee is too bitter, life and feelings are very bitter, why bother to suffer."

Zhang sighs a movement in his hand, giving him a cup of white boiling water, saying: "Big Wen, I heard that you are looking at the name recently? I will have a very experience."

Liu Dawen did not answer, but said: "White begins, you see my own lemonade, sweet and sour is me."

Zhang sighed and replied: "I will tell me what minister, I must be a big thing, I am alarmed you."

Liu Dawen did not sell Guan Chuan, and fell out of this afternoon.

This afternoon, the screenwriter has a scriptwriter and Ho Miao's quarrel, and fell Ho Mi's Wan Ye's Mold Cup. The other party has been opened.

Of course, it is not because of the Wanjie Cup of Ho, but because it is to be expelled.

No wonder, Zhang sighs that He Miao's face is never good, he thought it was his mildew, it turned out that he hit itself.

And Liu Dawen chatted to get off work, got a lot of information, and Zhang sighed while developing Liu Dawen.

"Big Wen, what news is there in the future, remember to tell me."

"Okay, can I make a comment?"

"What opinion? You said."

"Mr. Zhang can't replace it in your office?"

"???"

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Xiaohongqi Kindergarten, the ringtone of the school is ringing, Xiaobai rushed out with her small book, the teacher has not yet left, watching her, walking away from the foot of a small cyclone.

The teacher quickly chased it out, shouting on the small white whose yard of the yard: "Xiaobai ~~ Where do you run ??!"

Respond to her is a foofer, "Goose Goose ~~~"

The teacher shouted two sentences, Xiaobai has been running away.

Hey, she sighed, this little white can't be said to be a bear child, saying that she is very appropriate. As long as she is recognized, she will be very obvious, but if she doesn't recognize it, she will be stubborn, and her teacher is not afraid of her.

This aged child, I originally listened to the teacher, the teacher's words were used in many times, even more than parents.

However, Xiaobai is an exception.

The words of Xiaobai said that she was in contrast her teacher's voice.

"However, if you run so fast, I don't have me to walk, you don't have a door." She turned back, "Xiaomi, do you know that Xiaobai run so so happy?"

Xiaomi wants to keep up with small white, but didn't run, the little white is too fast.

"Her aunt is coming back."

"Hey." The little teacher is sudden, "no wonder."

She knew a lot of small white family, Xiaobai Aunt took on a lot of little white mom.

......

"You run a scorpion."

On the way home, Xiaobai excitedly like a dog, after running in the foot of the Malan Flower, stopping the feet.

"You are like a dog?"

The dog is a cute synonymous with Xiaobai, she doesn't oppose my dog, and even the Malan Wutang.

Malan laughed: "Melon."

Xiaobai carrying a small book, smashing: "Melon, my aunt, ~ ~~~"

It took a long time, I long, I didn't pick up my little white. Today is the first time Malan, the little white excitement is inevitable.

"Malan flower ~~~ You are back ??"

Walking into the place where the city village and Xi Chang'an Street, some small stall owners saw Malands and greeted. Some of them selling roasted sweet potatoes, some are buns, and some are selling onion oil ... I used to be "comrades" and established a revolutionary friendship.

Malands likes to make friends, unlike Bai Jialing, others don't talk to him, he will never take the initiative.

"When your pancake fruit is booth again? After you gone, many people inquire." Sale of the big sister sold dumplings said.

"Will n't open in a short time." The Malan laughed and said.

It is a pity around, and her pancake fruit booth is so good, so I don't have a lot of waste.

The horse is chatting with these old friends, seeing their business is gradually busy.

Xiaobai followed the foot of the foot, and she squatted in front of the iron door, posing in the iron door, there was no seeing a melon, and Li's swing did not see, and he was definitely pulling.

"Get, the little foundings are not coming yet."

Xiaobai leaving the small Red Malaysia, follow the sky in the alley in the city village.

The sun is also hung, the sky is a flaming, like a pancake fruit.

"Aunt, I want to eat pancake fruit." Xiaobai said.

"Go home to eat."

" , thank you aunt."

Xiaobai started again, and after running in the alley, he suddenly came, and the corner hit the person, and he retired a few steps behind him, and a butt was sitting on the ground.