The comic "Lampburner" has been published for one season and is currently being serialized for the second season. The script Zhang Tan submitted before was about the first season, and now preparations for the second season are also starting.
After confirming that he was the screenwriter, Director Li from the project team called him over again, and the two chatted for a long time.
Seeing Zhang Tan's young face and confident manner as he talked freely, the uncertainty in Director Li's heart was finally dispelled and he truly recognized him.
After Zhang Tan got the screenwriter job for "Lampburner", he was still a little worried. He talked to Luo Ming privately, and then to Lao Liu, the leader of the script evaluation team, and got an approved reply. He talked to Zhang Tan again today.
Chat, I believe he is really capable, young people are not afraid, they dare to speak their own thoughts, they are confident but not arrogant.
In the afternoon, Director Li invited Zhang Tan and the original author of the comic to discuss script issues. Before leaving, the original author, that kawaii girl, gave Zhang Tan the story outline of the second season. Because it had not been drawn yet, there were only a few
A simple text description, how to present it specifically, requires constant communication between him and the other party.
The three of them ended their conversation just before getting off work.
"Zhang Tan, send Xiao Song off for me," Director Li said.
"No, no, no."
Xiao Song's full name is Song Wen.
"Miss Song, you're welcome, it's no trouble." Zhang Tan sent her out and entered the elevator together.
They were the only two in the elevator. After a moment of silence, Song Wen raised her head and said to Zhang Tan: "Don't call me Miss Song anymore. Just call me Xiaowen."
Zhang Tan nodded: "Okay."
Song Wen asked: "Zhang Tan, did you go to Pujiang Film Studio right after graduation? How many years have you been working?"
Zhang Tan looked at the floor numbers that lit up all the way in the elevator and said, "I just graduated this year."
"Ah?" Song Wen was quite surprised, and immediately smiled and said: "You look so mature and steady."
She herself looks only 18/9 years old, but her real age is 24. It's just because of her small size that she looks petite and cute, which doesn't show her age.
Ding, the elevator door opened. Zhang Tan blocked the elevator door with his hand and let Song Wen go out first. Song Wen said thank you and went to the underground parking lot with Zhang Tan. When they were about to get in the car, they said: "Let's add WeChat
, the comics will trouble you more in the future."
"I'll scan it for you." Zhang Tan took out his phone, scanned Song Wen's QR code, and then the two of them said goodbye.
Back in the office, Luo Ming came back. When he saw him, he asked: "How was your talk with the director today?"
"It's good. The comic book author is also here this afternoon," Zhang Tan said.
"That's good, everything is difficult at the beginning." Luo Ming said, "Don't move, just work here from now on."
After Zhang Tan won the screenwriter position of "Lampburner", he was naturally no longer Luo Ming's screenwriter assistant. According to the general procedure, he would work in the project team, just like Luo Ming, who spent most of his time in the project team and only returned here occasionally.
office.
"Okay." Zhang Tan agreed happily without hesitation, since he needed a permanent office location.
After returning home from get off work and passing by West Chang'an Street, Zhang Tan parked his car in the parking lot of the shopping mall, took the elevator to the third floor, and prepared to buy some ingredients. He ate a bowl of cold noodles sent by Lao Li a few days ago. I can’t let go of that taste, so I plan to buy some ingredients to make cold noodles this time.
There are ready-made cold noodles in the mall, packaged like instant noodles. You can just soak them at home and eat them, but Zhang Tan knows that the taste is not authentic cold noodles at all, it is too far behind.
He planned to make it by himself. First he bought a bag of cold noodles, plow, garlic, sugar, beef, prawns, tomatoes, etc. It was a big bag full. After paying the bill, he was about to leave when he heard someone calling him.
When I looked through the crowd at the checkout, I saw a plump and festive face, that of Huang Raspberry.
"Zhang Tan, you also want to buy groceries."
Huang Liangliang was quite enthusiastic. One moment, this guy was cold to him, wary of him like a thief, and the next moment, he looked like an old friend.
Of course, Zhang Tan couldn't argue with little women. He picked up the shopping bag in his hand and said, "You are ready to make dinner, are you too?"
Huang Liangliang said in surprise: "I didn't expect that you can cook by yourself. It's really different."
Zhang Tan: "..."
There was nothing special about what he said. The main reason was that in public, so many people queuing up to check out looked at him, which made him feel a little embarrassed.
Zhang Tan laughed twice and hurried away, only to hear Huang Meili say again: "Wait a minute, I'm Zhang Tan."
The girl bought a lot of things, and Zhang Tan guessed that she wanted him to help carry the things.
He guessed wrong.
Although there were a lot of things, Huang Qianpeng still took them all by herself. It seemed like she was struggling for her, so Zhang Tan took the initiative and asked, "Do you want me to get some for you?"
Well, a package of things just happened to fall at his feet. Needless to say, Zhang Tan bent down to pick it up, with a stiff expression on his face. He tried to be as natural as possible and stuffed it back into Huangmeiberry's arms.
"Hehehe~" Seeing this, Huang Qianbian laughed awkwardly and said, "Just hold it for me, I can't even take it off."
Zhang Tan took the initiative and took two watermelons: "This is heavy, I'll do it. It's better for you to hold the feminine products yourself."
Huangmeiberry said happily: "Yo yo yo."
What the hell are you?
Helping Huang Liangliang put things in her car, Huang Liangliang said: "This weekend, our junior high school classmates are having a party, will you come?"
Zhang Tan: "Junior high school classmate?"
He had forgotten all about it.
"Yes, not everyone from junior high school will come, just a few of us who play better. If you come, there will be 8 of us, and there will be many beauties."
Zhang Tan was not interested, so he waved his hand and refused to go.
He and Huang Liangliang were classmates in elementary school and junior high school. Huang Liangliang still maintained frequent contact with these classmates, but Zhang Tan did not. He had a lot of friends and could not play with his old classmates. Besides, elementary school and junior high school are not like high school.
In college, people's outlook on life was not fully formed at that time, and now we are no longer in the same circle. Do we still talk about who peed far away when we meet, and who is wearing a bra?
Most likely we won't be able to talk to each other! It's okay to say that Huang Qianpeng often contacts them, but he, a person who hasn't been in contact with them for seven or eight years, suddenly joins them. What are they talking about?
Back at the academy, Zhang Tan took a special look around the yard, but hey, he didn't see Xiaobai.
He raised his wrist and looked at his watch. It was almost half past six. The kid should have arrived usually, and he usually played football to pass the time.
"Xiao Bai is here, I don't know where to go to play." Old Li said behind him.
Zhang Tan turned around and smiled, thinking, Lao Li, you are like a roundworm in my stomach. I just stopped and looked around, you will know what I am looking for.
Xiaobai was nowhere to be found on the first floor of the building. Zhang Tan didn't look for him specifically. He had to cook to satisfy his stomach, so eating was a big deal.
However, when he came to the third floor, he saw a child sitting at the top of the stairs, holding the fish maw glass bottle he gave him, peeling peanuts and eating them with gusto, forgetting everything, like a little hamster
, that little mouth, so smart.
The ground was covered with peanut shells, indicating that she had been eating them for a while.
She didn't even notice that Zhang Tan was here. All she could see was the half-filled jar of peanuts in the fish maw glass bottle.
I asked why I didn't go to play football. It turned out that I was waiting here and was busy eating peanuts. No wonder I didn't have time to play.
Zhang Tan smiled and said, "Are you busy?"
Xiaobai pinched a peanut and was about to stuff it into his mouth. He stopped when he heard the words and pressed the pause button. His big eyes turned around. When he saw it was Zhang Tan, he grabbed a handful of peanuts and said with a smile: "Uncle, what are you doing?"
