Zhang Tan finally named the animated version of the story "Chasing Zootopia".
"Hey, let's do this for now. I'm too sleepy." Zhang Tan closed the computer, went back to the bed and lay down. After setting the alarm clock, he fell asleep quickly.
It felt like the alarm clock rang just as he closed his eyes. Zhang Tan was so sleepy that he could hardly open his eyes, but thinking of making breakfast for Xiaobai, he forced himself to sit up from the bed and looked around in confusion, his head still empty.
Slow down and ask, "Who am I? Where am I? What am I going to do?"
Immediately he thought of making breakfast for Xiaobai, so he rubbed his tired face vigorously, yawned and got up, opened the door and went to the living room. The living room was relatively dark, and the place near the balcony was much brighter, and there was a beeping sound in the corner.
The buzzing sound is the crow of the chickens raised by Xiaobai.
Zhang Tan has become accustomed to this kind of crow at home, and chicken calling has become another member of their family.
He walked to the bathroom, brushed his teeth and washed his face to wake himself up. His eyes in the mirror were bloodshot and he only slept for less than two hours that night.
"But I don't feel very tired. It's good to be young. I can survive even if I stay up late and rest for two hours."
Zhang Tan returned to the kitchen and started making breakfast. Breakfast was noodles, cereal, boiled eggs, four sausages in the oven, a plate of washed strawberries, and three bananas.
At seven o'clock in the morning, breakfast was almost ready. Zhang Tan saw that Xiaobai hadn't come out of the room yet, so he went to call the children to get up.
The bedroom was very quiet, and the child was sleeping soundly... Oh, no, he was already awake.
"Are you awake?" Zhang Tan went to the bedside to call Xiaobai to get up, but found that the little girl's eyes were wide open and she was looking at him quietly.
Xiaobai nodded and yawned. His eyes squinted and he was still a little sleepy, but he had enough sleep.
"Get up, brush your teeth, wash your face, and get ready for breakfast." Zhang Tan said.
"Ouch~~~"
Xiaobai yawned again, nodded, and immediately got up from the bed. Zhang Tan gave him a hand and supported him. The child got out of bed, put on his slippers, and followed Zhang Tan to the bathroom to wash his face.
"My watermelon hair is messy." Xiaobai looked at himself in the mirror and brushed two handfuls of his messy hair. His hair was not smooth, but still messy.
"I'll comb your hair later. You brush your teeth and wash your face first." Zhang Tan said, squeezed out toothpaste for Xiaobai and handed it to the child.
When the child was washing her hands in the mirror and rinsing her mouth, Zhang Tan reminded her not to drink the mouthwash again.
"Hoohohoho~~" Xiaobai snickered.
Xiaobai's watermelon hair is easy to take care of. It requires almost no fuss. Just use a comb to smooth it.
While having breakfast, the father and daughter discussed what they would do today.
Today is the weekend, so I don't have to go to school.
"Go and play with Xibao~" Xiaobai immediately thought of the silly and innocent child Tan Xier.
"Have you forgotten? Xi'er is going to take pictures with her sister today."
"Huh?" Xiaobai was surprised for a moment, then remembered that Xiwawa had indeed told her this.
That kid, when he told her the news, was so proud that his nostrils were turned up in the air and he was so stinky that he almost didn't ask her directly, "Do you envy me?"
Xiaobai was a little frustrated when she couldn't find Xibawa, so she asked Xiaomi again. She could go and play with Xiaomi, but Xiaomi and Ding Jiamin were on patrol today. It was another day for the righteous and cute police.
Xiaobai became even more frustrated and asked Zhang Tan what he was going to do today.
Zhang Tan originally planned to take Xiaobai out for a walk, go to the park or something, but he remembered that she said she didn't know what he did last night, so he said, "I'm going to discuss the script with someone today."
"Ah?" Xiaobai was surprised and raised his little face to see if there was any cereal in the corner of his mouth. "Old man, are you going to throw me away?"
"How could that be? Of course I'm taking you with me. Why don't you be my little secretary today and go to work with me so you know what I do."
Xiaobai's eyes lit up, and Zhang Tan said: "There is cereal in the corner of your mouth."
Xiaobai stuck out his little tongue, licked the corner of his mouth, and licked away the remaining cereal.
She was very interested in being the old man's little secretary, and asked enthusiastically what she would do as a little secretary. When she learned that she would be busy carrying bags, she immediately nodded and said yes without hesitation, and laughed.
After breakfast, the two worked hard to wash the dishes and then changed clothes. Zhang Tan copied the script he wrote last night into a USB flash drive and put it in his pocket. When he looked back, Xiaobai was already holding a large gray cowhide bag in his hand.
"You move so fast, how did you know I wanted to use this bag?"
The bag is bulging.
"Hahaha, I'm your little secretary."
"Give me the bag and I'll take it."
"I'll do it, this is my strength."
"Okay, I'll make a call first, you wait for me."
Zhang Tan first called Pujiang Film Studio and contacted Chen Bin, the head of the screenwriting department, telling him that the script was written and he was coming over now, hoping to have a chat in person.
Chen Bin originally thought that Zhang Tan wanted to chat with him about the creativity of the script. Before writing a script, the screenwriter needs to have a detailed chat with the client to understand the other party's intentions, so that he can be on target and not write in a self-exciting way.
However, Zhang Tan said on the phone that the script had been written, and now he was not here to discuss ideas, but to discuss the script directly.
Good guy!
What speed is this?
Rockets don’t accelerate that fast, right?
Chen Bin was full of doubts about whether Zhang Tan wrote the script quickly or not, but quality was the most important thing.
He couldn't question the quality of Zhang Tan's script, but he couldn't help but murmur in his heart that if it was written at such a fast speed, it must be because the text was wrong or the quality was not high enough to meet their standards.
Chen Bin smiled and praised Zhang Tan on the phone, saying he would wait at the company. After hanging up the phone, he was already thinking about how to politely refuse if he felt the script was not good later.
Zhang Tan hung up the phone and said casually: "Let's go... Huh? Where is the person? Where did he go?"
There was no Xiaobai in the living room. Zhang Tan came to Xiaobai's bedroom. The door was open and open. Because it was open, he could see an unexpected scene!
I saw little white children's shoes stuffing various dolls into the gray leather bag!
Xiaobai stuffed a pink piggy in, then picked up a stuffed owl from the bed, and stuffed it into her bag with difficulty. After doing this, she turned around as usual to take precautions, and suddenly she saw Du Zhangtan standing against the door.
Just looking at her quietly, she was startled and quickly stopped violently stuffing the doll, and threw the red panda she had just picked up on the bed.
"Why are you pretending to be these dolls?" Zhang Tan asked.
Xiaobai laughed and said, "Take them out to play."
"But we are going to do work."
"They play while we work."
Well, Zhang Tan was persuaded and took Xiaobai out. He said hello to Lao Li in the yard, and then went out to the open-air parking lot.
Xiaobai carried the bag and followed closely behind him, walking at a slow pace. When he couldn't catch up with Zhang Tan's long legs, he broke into a trot and quickly caught up.
It’s not easy being a little person, you risk being thrown away wherever you go.
