PS: Did you find it? The book has been signed. Thank you for the tip of Winter Heat, it’s the first one. In addition, the character column has been created, and there is a picture of Xiaobai.
After being named by the team leader and commenting "This brave man is obviously very strong but too cautious", Jiang Rong couldn't wait and opened her mouth.
"Team leader, my script is very interesting..."
Talked about a lot of advantages.
Lao Liu remained calm and said, "Tell me about your shortcomings as well."
Jiang Rong was stunned for a moment and said: "I don't think there are any shortcomings, it's very good."
Old Liu: "How can it not have any shortcomings? The script has shortcomings."
Jiang Rong thought for a while and said: "There are really no shortcomings."
The team leader said: "I think you are a bad person."
"Haha, team leader, I am short-sighted. In fact, I have shortcomings. For example, some plots are quite cliché, like the princess summoning the warrior to save the world..."
She squeezed out three shortcomings through her teeth, and could not name any others.
Huh? Why is it also three?
The team leader looked around at the other theatergoers and asked, "Others? He Chao?"
He Chao expressed his views and finally said: "The last one I think is the biggest shortcoming, that is, I am afraid that it will be difficult for the market to accept it."
The team leader said unhappily: "Don't pat it, just jerk it a little, come on! One time, have fun!"
Everyone was disgusted with the cold, and He Chao quickly said: "The biggest characteristic of a brave man is that he is strong but cautious..."
After him, two more people talked about their views on Brave Warriors. They both thought it was interesting, but when they took stock of its shortcomings, they both said it did not meet the mainstream needs of the current market.
What are the current mainstream needs in the market?
Passionate, overcoming obstacles, evenly matched, even powerful enemies, the protagonist is in a desperate situation, the small universe explodes, the seeds explode... In short, you must go through hardships and obstacles, and narrowly escape death, in order to defeat the opponent and achieve transformation.
The script of The Brave Man is contrary to the mainstream of the market. The protagonist is too strong and yet so cautious, so why not give it a spanking? Forget it.
After everyone finished speaking, the group leader Liu was noncommittal and clicked on the next group to speak.
Jiang Rong couldn't help but interjected: "Boss, who wrote this script?"
Old Liu glanced at her and said, "Does it matter who wrote it?"
Jiang Rong: "I just want to get to know this funny...big guy."
Old Liu said: "Ask Zhang Tan later, he knows."
Everyone looked at Zhang Tan, and Jiang Rong said: "Zhang Tan, you know it, so you still fought with me this morning, it's not fair."
Zhang Tan: “I told you that you would have concerns when writing reviews.”
Jiang Rong asked suspiciously: "Did the team leader write it?"
Lao Liu was a little happy, but denied it: "I'm not that young at heart."
Next, the remaining people spoke one by one. After the meeting, Lao Liu left Zhang Tan behind to discuss his brave script.
"Overall, it's very good, but everyone is right about one thing. This style is too different from the current mainstream market demand, and the corresponding risks are also too great..."
Zhang Tan could understand what the team leader meant.
Animation is a very long process, more troublesome than live-action film and television. The production process is complicated and involves the division of labor and collaboration of hundreds of thousands of people. Every picture has to be drawn frame by frame, so once the project is approved, it will take two years at best.
With such a large amount of work and a staggering cost, animation companies have to operate cautiously. Instead of betting on a brave hero, it is better to be on the safe side and set up a mainstream animation project, such as "Under the Tianyu Mountain".
After thinking about it, Zhang Tan had no regrets. He didn't expect Brave Man to start the project at first. He just wanted to hear the opinions of professional screenwriters on the story and test the market's reaction. Now his goal has been achieved.
Returning to his seat, Zhang Tan packed his things and was about to get off work. Jiang Rong caught up and asked, "Zhang Tan, Zhang Tan, you haven't told me who wrote The Brave Man yet?"
Zhang Tan said as he walked: "Why do you want to know who the author is?"
Jiang Rong: "I think this author is very suitable to my taste. I want to get to know him. Who is he? Tell me quickly."
"I."
After Zhang Tan finished speaking, he entered the elevator. Jiang Rong stood outside and stared at him.
"Are you coming in? The elevator is closing."
"Ah? Oh oh oh."
Jiang Rong hurriedly followed him into the elevator and continued to stare at him.
"What kind of look is this?"
"Zhang Tan, what did you just say? Did you write The Brave Man?"
"Yes, I am that funny guy."
"...It turns out that you are the big boss behind the scenes and you are deliberately making fun of me."
Zhang Tan didn't stop for a moment, and got out of the elevator. People outside came in, and saw a girl inside banging her head against the elevator shaft, muttering, "I'm just kidding."
Someone asked kindly: "The elevator is going up, are you going out?"
Jiang Rong touched her forehead and found that the skin was very tight and not scratched.
"Thank you, 8th floor."
When Jiang Rong came back, she found her colleagues who were leaving get off work one after another, and ran to them one by one and said, "Did you know that the funny guy who wrote about the brave man is Zhang Tan?"
Very boring and gossipy.
Zhang Tan came out of the subway, went to the vegetable market, bought some vegetables, returned home, rolled up his sleeves, put on an apron, and started making dinner.
He is very particular about food and his cooking skills are very good.
I opened the kitchen window and heard the voices of children in the yard.
"Are there any children here? Children, are you there?"
"Not a single melon child."
Under the cover of trees, no one could be seen, but even without looking, one could tell that they were little white children's shoes.
She is the only one who speaks Sichuan dialect.
After a while, there was a banging sound in the yard, and a small figure was playing football in the yard. Sure enough, he was wearing white children's shoes from Greater China.
This child is the first to come to the academy. When there are no friends, she plays football or digs in the sand.
There was no skill, she just caught up and kicked her, then caught up again, and kicked her again. The only difference between running and running was that there was a football teasing her.
Suddenly, the little boy raised his head and saw Zhang Tan at the window. He stared blankly for a while with his little head raised, and his little face with a band-aid on it faced Zhang Tan.
She picked up the football, ran closer, put it under the window, stretched out two fingers, raised it high and asked: "Uncle, what is this?"
Zhang Tan was speechless for a while and didn't want to answer. Bai Bai lowered his IQ, but if he didn't answer Xiao Bai would think he was drunk.
"This is 2!"
When Xiaobai heard this, he grinned and said, "Uncle, do you want to play? Come and play."
Picking up the football and patting it on the ground means playing football together.
That day she saw Zhang Tan showing off his feet and felt that he was a bit powerful and suitable for playing with her.
She still looks down on ordinary people with poor skills.
In Little Red Horse Academy, there are not many little girls who can play football with her, and the little boys tend to fight with her.
My mother won't let me play with you! Zhang Tan thought to himself, I'm too embarrassed to say that.
"I don't want to play football right now."
Xiaobai still warmly invites:
"Come on, come on."
"No, no, no."
"Come on, have fun, come down."
"I really won't come."
"Come down and have some fun."
"Thank you. I really don't want to come."
"Claw? Why doesn't the claw come?"
Xiaobai jumped up and down, a bit fierce, what's the point of not coming even with such a warm invitation.
Zhang Tan couldn't laugh or cry, he was so enthusiastic, how could he feel oppressed by a domineering president?
"I'm making dinner, so I can't play soccer with you."
What he makes is fried pork with oyster mushrooms.
"You haven't eaten Mangmang yet?" Xiaobai asked.
"What to eat?"
"vast."
"What is this? You speak Mandarin."
"Have you not eaten yet?"
"No, have you eaten?"
"Eat it."
"Don't exercise strenuously after eating, as it will cause stomachache."
"My stomach doesn't hurt."
…
As the two chatted, Xiaobai gave Zhang Tan a very strange feeling. This kid has a cute and domineering style, cute and domineering, cute and fierce. The last sentence had a strong smell of gunpowder, and he jumped up and down.
He looked like he was going to make a fight if they couldn't agree, but it disappeared in the next second.
The guard Lao Li in the guard box in the distance looked over frequently, thinking that Xiaobai was provoking Zhang Tan. This kid was very capable. During this period, he never forgot to win over him and asked him to give Zhang Tan earwax.
He was worried, so he left his post and came over to see what was going on. If it was a quarrel, he would have to break it up, but when he got closer, he heard them chatting and talking about food. Although they didn't look like old friends, they weren't enemies either.
Wasn't it shouting about beating and killing? Why did it change in the blink of an eye?
After listening for a while, he was sure that the two of them would not fall out with each other, and then quietly left. He was glad that he had not been tricked by Xiao Bai before and stumbled Zhang Tan, otherwise he would be a different person now.
The child was indeed unreliable. He reconciled as soon as he said they would reconcile, and almost got into his waist.
"It smells so good."
Xiaobai stood downstairs and sniffed, then immediately covered his neck and ouched.
"What's wrong with you?" Zhang Tan asked.
He looked at the range hood and saw that it was on. There could be no smell leaking and floating to the first floor?
He was worried and turned on the range hood to the highest setting.
"My neck is so sore. I'd better come up and chat with you."
He lost the football and slipped into the building.
Soon, Xiaobai knocked on the door.
Zhang Tan wiped his hands and came out to open the door.
"For you to eat." Xiaobai grabbed another handful of boiled peanuts in his pocket and handed them to Zhang Tan.
"You keep it for yourself, I won't eat it."
"Claw? Why don't you eat the claw? What do you mean?"
So fierce, it seems that if you don't eat her peanuts, she will eat them.
"..." Zhang Tan said: "I'm going to have dinner. I can't eat when I'm full."
Xiaobai didn't care, so he put peanuts in his hand and forced him to eat them.
He looks like a domineering president.
Zhang Tan couldn't laugh or cry, so to show his sincerity, he peeled one off and ate it on the spot, and invited Xiao Bai to come in and sit.
Xiaobai lay on the edge of the door, looked down at the bright floor, shook his head and said, "I'm so excited that I'm so dirty, I'll make your home dirty."
He immediately looked inside and asked, "Uncle, what are you doing to eat thiamine?"
Zhang Tan: "Fried pork with oyster mushrooms, would you like to come in and have a taste of my cooking?"
Xiaobai shook his head: "I'm going to wait for the kids, bye~"
