When Zhang Tan arrived at the bar, the place was almost full.
He looked around and quickly identified a place to go to. As he got closer, he heard a group of young men and women chatting animatedly.
"Xiaoguang! Why hasn't Teacher Zhang come yet? Do you want to ask? I have a lot of things to do, so don't forget."
"Yes, I came today with great expectations."
A rather honest young man with a round face said: "Don't worry, Teacher Zhang will come when he says he will."
He is the "Right Hand·Inexplicable Luck" who became friends with Zhang Tan.
"I haven't seen anyone yet."
"Why don't you ask Xiaoguang."
"I just asked. I left the house ten minutes ago, so I have to give me some time on the road."
"Is it really here?"
"How can it be false?"
"Wow, I haven't seen anything like this before."
"You have never seen the world."
"Have you seen it?"
"I met Mr. Gao Shan, the author of "Psychic Boy"."
"Never heard of it, who is this?"
"Have you never heard of Teacher Gao Shan?"
"I really haven't heard of it. Which of you has heard of it?"
"I've heard of it, it's quite famous."
"This comic was very popular the year before last, but it only became popular for that period of time."
"Nonsense, I've finished serializing it, how can I still be popular!"
"It's nothing compared to "Unlucky Bear"."
"Tell me, how old is Zhang Tan?"
This topic aroused heated discussion among everyone. Some people said it was a middle-aged man.
This makes many people dissatisfied.
"I think he is about 30 years old."
"I guess he's about the same age as us, in his 20s."
…
There were many guesses, but everyone couldn't agree on it, so they finally asked Xin Xiaoguang.
"Xiaoguang, you are the only one who has had contact with Teacher Zhang here. Tell me, after contacting him, how old do you think Teacher Zhang is?"
Xin Xiaoguang said: "I can't guess."
"You can at least hear it a little bit by listening to the sound."
Xin Xiaoguang: “I haven’t made any phone calls, only chatted online.”
“You don’t have Teacher Zhang’s phone number??”
Judging from everyone's looks, it seemed that he must have it, which made him a little embarrassed: "No, what's the matter? However, although I haven't heard his voice, I can guess something. You said more than twenty
Years old, I don’t think so, he should be at least in his 30s. You all should know that the drama "Unfortunate Bear" was used for Pujiang TV station to celebrate the event. When running for such a big project, Zhang Tan had to die for more than 20 years.
Years old, can someone leave it to him? I don’t trust him, so he has to be 30 years old no matter what.”
"That makes sense."
"It makes some sense."
Suddenly someone pointed at Zhang Tan who had been standing aside for a while and said, "Does that mean this guy can't be Teacher Zhang? Haha, I saw him standing there for a while, and I was so scared that I thought it was Teacher Zhang."
Everyone looked at Zhang Tan. He was a handsome guy. While they were amazed at how handsome he was, they didn't connect him with Zhang Tan at all.
"Brother, who are you looking for?" asked Xin Xiaoguang, who was the leader of this gathering.
Zhang Tan should know from the conversation just now that this person is his netizen, the netizen who came to meet him this time.
"Looking for you."
"Looking for me? Who are you?" Xin Xiaoguang hesitated.
At this time, apart from Zhang Tan, there should be no one else looking for him, but the person in front of him was completely different from the Teacher Zhang he imagined.
Zhang Tan smiled and said: "I am the Zhang Tan you are talking about who cannot be Zhang Tan."
There was a crash, and everyone looked over and talked about it, looking like they couldn't believe it.
Xin Xiaoguang stood up from his seat, stepped forward and said, "Are you Teacher Zhang Tan?"
Zhang Tan: "I am Zhang Tan, and you are the right hand, inexplicable luck? Your real name is Xin Xiaoguang, right?"
"Oh, it's really Teacher Zhang, please sit down quickly. Xiaosi, get up! You are so stupid, why are you still standing there in a daze?"
Xin Xiaoguang drove up the young man who pointed at Zhang Tan and said it couldn't be Teacher Zhang.
"It's really Teacher Zhang."
"So young?"
"Looks younger than me."
"This guy is so handsome."
The addition of Zhang Tan made this small circle even more lively.
Although Zhang Tan's age was beyond everyone's expectations, after a period of adaptation, everyone became more open-minded. After all, they are all of the same age.
The party ended at 10:30 p.m., and these people planned to go to the next one and asked Zhang Tan to join them.
"I won't go, you guys have fun."
After leaving the bar, Zhang Tan crossed the sidewalk and walked along the street for less than two minutes before turning into the urban village. He happened to see Xiaobai and her aunt heading home at the entrance of Little Red Horse Academy.
"It's Boss Zhang's aunt, it's Boss Zhang who's back to chat~"
Xiaobai noticed him immediately and jumped around at Malanhua's feet.
Zhang Tan walked a few steps quickly and said, "Xiao Bai, you haven't gone back yet?"
It's half past ten now.
"Teacher Zhang, have you been drinking?" Xiaobai twitched his little nose and smelled the smell of alcohol on Zhang Tan.
"Drink a little."
"Have you been away for so long? Aren't you going to come back soon? I'll wait for you."
"Ah? Have you been waiting for me?"
"I don't even know if I'm trying to instigate you, are you a bit habao?"
"Habo? Call me stupid? Is that what you mean?"
"Hoohoho~"
Malanhua interrupted and asked Xiaobai to stop talking nonsense.
How can you scold Boss Zhang?
It turned out that before Zhang Tan went out, Xiaobai was playing at his house. When Zhang Tan went out, he told her that she would be back in an hour at most, but she waited around and saw no one.
Xiaobai was worried and refused to go back even if her aunt came to pick her up. She persisted until now. She was about to have a fight with her aunt, but she finally waited.
"Boss Zhang, please go to bed quickly and tell me. I'm leaving, bye~"
Xiaobai waved and was about to leave.
"Xiaobai, do you have anything to do during the day tomorrow? Do you want to come to the academy to play?" Zhang Tan asked.
Xiaobai stopped, turned around and asked, "What are you playing with, claws?"
"Help me cook together."
"Hoo ho ho, you gotta get it."
Zhang Tan asked Ma Lanhua: "Sister Ma, do you think it's okay? I'll have a rest tomorrow. If Xiaobai is okay, let her come to my place."
Malanhua did not agree immediately, but looked down at Gua Wazi.
Gua Wazi nodded crazily at her, which made her wonder if Gua Wazi liked Boss Zhang more than her? She had to ask seriously when she got home.
After making an appointment with Xiaobai, Zhang Tan returned home, sat at his desk, turned on his computer, and pulled up a document with more than a thousand words coded on it.
The name of this document is "Coco".
Inspired by Halloween, he remembered this cartoon that had exploded in reputation and box office in his previous life, and he wrote down the plot outline from memory at that time.
I have been improving it bit by bit these past few days and have written a lot.
He did not write about the Mexican Day of the Dead in the script, but blurred the background of the story and only said that there is such a Day of the Dead. On this day, people sing and dance while expressing their condolences.
The heroine Xiaobai likes to sing when she has nothing to do. She accidentally comes to the world of the undead that no one has ever been to. This world is not as desolate and desolate as people imagine. She is shocked by the colorful world of the undead, which makes her even more excited.
To her surprise, she reunited with her lost parents and grandfather. While they were reluctant to leave Xiaobai, they tried their best to send her back to the world.
At the same time, in the human world, Xiaobai's grandmother, aunts and uncles, as well as a group of good friends, including the handsome boss Zhang, are also thinking of a solution.
Zhang Tan plans to find a cartoonist to draw the animation first and make it into a cartoon, and then consider adapting it into animation. After all, animation is a long-term project of one or two years.
