Chapter 1213 Story (23 Monthly Tickets Requested)

Zhang Tan did not interrupt the children's farewell. He still clearly remembered that when he first came to Xiaohongma, Xiaomi was about to leave, and Xiaobai was also so reluctant to leave.

He chatted with Xiuxiu's father.

They stood outside the crowd, with leaves falling and shadows of trees dancing at night.

"Where is your hometown?" Zhang Tan asked.

"Yichun, Gan Province, a small mountain village." Xiuxiu's father took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and took out one for Zhang Tan, "Do you smoke?"

"I don't smoke, thank you. Will you come back after you go back?"

"Probably not. Xiuxiu has to go to elementary school and can't follow me around anymore. I will find a job in my hometown after the New Year. Speaking of this, I really want to thank you, Boss Zhang, Xiaohongma helped me a lot, otherwise I don't know how to take care of Xiuxiu."

He had to work at night and was alone in Pujiang, unable to take care of Xiuxiu, but fortunately there was Xiaohongma.

The two chatted, not about life, not about work, but about their daughter.

After finishing a cigarette, Xiuxiu's father put out the cigarette butt on the cigarette box and put it in his pocket.

"Boss Zhang, take a look at this when you have time."

He shyly handed a few crumpled and folded papers to Zhang Tan.

"What is this?"

"It's a story I wrote, haha, just a random one. If you have time, take a look. If you don't, forget it and throw it away."

Zhang Tan smiled and said, "Okay, I'll take a look at it in the evening."

Xiuxiu's father said happily, "Hey, thank you! I don't ask for anything, I just want to show you. I know you are a great screenwriter with good vision. This story happened to me and I can't let it go. I just write it down when I have time."

After that, he took Xiuxiu, who was holding a rag doll, out of the little red horse, waved to everyone, and left.

Little Tan Xier cried like a tearful person and was dragged back to the classroom by Xiaobai and Dudu. They also wanted to drag Xier to their home on the third floor. Zhang Tan was worried that the sad Xier would become a fool, so he quickly said that he could hold her.

What a sentimental child.

Zhang Tan took Xier home and planned to put her on the sofa, but the child hugged his neck and refused to let go.

Zhang Tan took her to the study and talked with her.

When Xier was finally in a better mood, they came out of the study and saw that the living room was full of children, all of whom came to care about Xier.

"Why are you all here?" Xier asked, her tone could not hide her emotion.

"Don't cry, Xier, let's play house together." Dudu said.

"Xier, what story do you want to hear?" Cheng Cheng said.

"Eagle catches chicken, I'll let you be the eagle." This is Shi Baobao's promise.

...

The children were all coaxing Xier, and Xier burst into laughter.

She didn't know how to express her emotions, but the emotions were real in her heart, and it was an emotion called happiness.

"Drink Little Bear, drink Little Bear~~~"

Xiaobai opened the refrigerator, stepped on the stool, and "stole" Little Bear drinks. Liuliu stood by, responsible for carrying, and kept looking at Zhang Tan, fearing that Zhang Tan would find out.

Unexpectedly, Boss Zhang did not find out, but Xiaobai, the idiot, shouted out himself. Boss Zhang looked over at once, and Liuliu immediately pointed at Xiaobai, meaning that everything was done by Xiaobai, and she was just a porter.

Dudu ran over, yelling that she would come, and complained that Liuliu was stealing her work.

Liuliu: "..."

Zhang Tan smiled and said, "Drink it, you are allowed tonight."

Liuli was refreshed, and she and Dudu carried Little Bear drinks and distributed them to the children.

Dudu wanted to give it to Shi Baobao, who was closest to him, first, but was stopped by Liuliu. She asked Xiaobai to give the first bottle of Little Bear, then the second bottle to Boss Zhang, the third bottle to Xier, and the fourth bottle to herself...

After drinking Little Bear, the children dispersed.

It was past ten o'clock, and the children should go home.

In fact, when they were coaxing Xier and drinking Little Bear, some parents had already arrived, but they were waiting downstairs so as not to disturb them.

Xier and Xiaobai stood on the balcony and waved goodbye to the children.

"You cried like a little cat today, come and wash your face."

Zhang Tan called Xier to come and wash her face.

Xier hiahia laughed, made faces at herself in the mirror, and howled, trying to scare Xiaobai, until Xiaobai knocked her head and she calmed down.

After washing her face, Xier immediately ran to her bedroom and soon came out holding a pillow and a doll.

"Xiaobai, Xiaobai, I will sleep with you."

"Ah! You will hug me again."

"I won't."

"You will!"

"I won't."

"You said you wouldn't last time, but you still hugged me."

"Hiahia, I won't this time."

Zhang Tan helped Xier, "Xiaobai, just let Xier sleep with you for one night, and Xier sister will be back tomorrow."

Xier immediately followed suit, "Yes, Xiaobai, godfather wants to sleep with Xier, but Xier didn't agree, hum!"

"..."

I'm not, I didn't, you're talking nonsense!

Xiaobai finally agreed to let Xier sleep with her. The two of them lay on the bed. In order to show that she would never hug Xiaobai, Xier lay obediently in the quilt, far away from Xiaobai, and put several dolls between her and Xiaobai, and put her hands outside the quilt to show that her hands would never move.

Zhang Tan told them stories, coaxed them to sleep, and left the room.

He tidied up the living room briefly, turned off the lights, returned to the study and continued his previous work.

He was writing a script. He wrote whenever he had inspiration. He didn't have to use it immediately.

The leaves outside the house rustled in the wind, and the moonlight shone on the window like water.

As Zhang Tan was writing, he suddenly remembered the paper he received from Xiuxiu's father.

He found it in his pocket, took it out, and spread it on the desk. There were four A4 papers, which were full of handwritten words in water pen.

The handwriting was neat, not beautiful, but clean and tidy, and clear at a glance, as if a student wrote the answer on the draft first and then copied it on the test paper during the exam.

Zhang Tan was curious about what kind of story it was. He quickly browsed it once, read it again, and read it again before putting it down.

It was not written brilliantly. Xiuxiu's father was not good at writing, but Zhang Tan saw a wonderful story in this not-so-brilliant writing.

He liked this story very much. His occupational disease came back. When he saw something unsatisfactory, he wanted to change it.

He reopened his laptop, memorized the core of the story written by Xiuxiu's father, and then re-sorted and rewrote it.

His fingers flew across the keyboard, and time passed by little by little. When he finished writing the first draft, it was already past three in the morning.

Four hours had passed without him noticing.

But he didn't feel tired at all, instead, he felt like he had been injected with chicken blood and was full of energy.

He couldn't sleep if he didn't finish this story tonight.

He continued to revise and improve it, and at four o'clock, it was finally basically finished.

He got up and made himself a cup of tea, stretched his body, and Zhang Tan directly printed out the script story, holding a full 16 pages of paper in his hand, nearly 10,000 words.

He turned his chair around, facing the French window, the moonlight shone on him, leaving his reflection on the ground, and began to appreciate this story...

The third chapter will be posted at 11:58 pm, and then the first chapter of the next day will be posted after midnight, so that the two chapters will be serialized together, because the content of these two chapters is together. If they are posted separately, I am worried that you will feel uncomfortable reading them.