Chapter 72

In the office, Zhang Tan was discussing a script with Jiang Rong. After joining the "Unlucky Bear" scriptwriting team, this experience had helped her grow rapidly, but she still had many small flaws, typical mistakes made by new scriptwriters, which she had all picked up.

Previously, the head of the script review team, Old Liu, had accurately pointed out that Jiang Rong had a creative and imaginative mind, but she was hasty and lacked solid fundamentals.

It was no wonder she lacked solid fundamentals; she had studied English in college, which had nothing to do with scriptwriting. It was also unclear how she had managed to join the Pujiang Film Studio.

"Do you remember when we were writing 'Little Mud's Adventure,' I told you not to use 'play within a play'? Why are you making the same mistake again?"

"Where is there a 'play within a play'?"

"Isn't this it?"

"Where?"

"Here!"

"Tell a story?"

"Does telling a story count?"

"Emmmm~~~ It counts, it counts."

In her script, the protagonist told a story to others, and she had written out the content of that story.

Knock knock knock~~

Someone knocked on the door. Jiang Rong said, "Come in," and a middle-aged man she didn't recognize walked in.

"Is Zhang Tan here?"

"That's me." Zhang Tan looked up and replied.

"Hello, Zhang Tan, I'm He Miao, the head of the scriptwriting department."

"Hmm?"

"The scriptwriting department of the film and television department, not the animation department."

Zhang Tan was taken aback. The film and television department? Why was someone from the film and television department here?

"What do you need?"

He Miao glanced at Jiang Rong, who was quick-witted and immediately excused herself, closing the office door behind her.

Why was the head of the film and television department's scriptwriting department looking for Zhang Tan? And why so mysteriously? From Zhang Tan's expression, it was clear he didn't recognize the man, and they had never met before... Jiang Rong's mind was racing with thoughts.

In the office, He Miao got straight to the point and explained his intentions.

Zhang Tan hadn't expected that as soon as he had the idea, the other party would come to him. This was a comfortable pillow to receive, sparing him the trouble of thinking about how to transfer departments.

That afternoon, just before quitting time, Feng Dong found Zhang Tan to talk.

As soon as Zhang Tan sat down in his office, Feng Dong said directly, "The film and television department wants to recruit you. Have you agreed?"

He had just received a notification from Yang Senlin that the film and television department was looking for someone, and that person was Zhang Tan. He was asked to talk to Zhang Tan and find out his intentions.

Zhang Tan guessed that the higher-ups had already communicated, so he said directly, "I want to give it a try."

Feng Dong tried to persuade him, but Zhang Tan was determined. Sighing, he said, "Since you've made up your mind, I respect your decision and agree to let you transfer to the film and television department. Minister Yang said he respects your decision. If you want to go, he won't stop you. If you stay, we will focus on cultivating you."

"I was just about to develop you as a party member," Feng Dong thought to himself. He valued Zhang Tan, but since the higher-ups had already communicated and Zhang Tan himself was willing, there was no point in saying more. Zhang Tan was good, but his future prospects were what mattered, and it wouldn't shake the foundation of the animation scriptwriting department.

Zhang Tan thanked him repeatedly. After leaving, he returned to the office. It was already past quitting time, but Jiang Rong was still there. Seeing him come back, she asked, "Is something up?"

"Indeed, there is something up," Zhang Tan said. "I need to tell you about it."

"I guessed as much. Go ahead."

"I'm planning to transfer to the film and television department."

"Oh... What? Transfer to the film and television department? Are you being reassigned? Who did you offend?"

"I haven't offended anyone. This is my own decision."

"Was the He Miao who came this morning about this?"

"Yes, compared to animation, I want to try film and television more."

"But the film and television department is so weak. How can it compare to the animation department?"

That was only within the studio. If you looked at the national market, the prospects for film and television were clearly broader.

"After I leave, the team leader will assign you a mentor. Follow them and learn well."

Jiang Rong was in low spirits, and Zhang Tan didn't know what to say. After saying goodbye, he drove home. Passing through a small alley, he saw the "Xinfu Koufu" restaurant and remembered the boiled sugar heart eggs he had eaten there before, so he went in.

The restaurant was small, with only one customer, a woman sitting with her back to the door.

"Boss, a bowl of boiled sugar heart eggs."

After Zhang Tan said this, the woman eating at the table in front of him suddenly turned around and looked at him.

"Zhang Tan?"

"Emmmm~~~ What are you doing here?"

"Running into you everywhere. Come on, let's sit together."

It was Huang Meimei.

Zhang Tan sat down in front of her and asked, "Why are you eating out? Isn't Aunt Huang making you food? Or were you kicked out?"

Huang Meimei rolled her eyes and said, "You guessed right. I was retaliated against. To avoid trouble, I had to sneak out to eat."

"Ha, let me guess, did you win a lot of money from Uncle Huang again?"

Huang Meimei was surprised. "You're good, Zhang Tan. You guessed it. You really are a worm in my stomach."

"Disgusting."

"Pull you out."

"Are you still eating?!"

"Ha ha ha~~"

"Do you eat such sweet things?"

"Trying something different."

Zhang Tan couldn't tell her that because of the chicken skewers Xiao Bai had brought, he had been feeling a lot of heat in his body for the past few days.

After they finished dinner, Zhang Tan packed two more servings to take out.

"For Xiao Bai?" Huang Meimei asked curiously.

Zhang Tan: "The portion is too small. I'm a big guy, I can't get full. I'll eat more at home."

"Are you lying?"

"Really, I can't eat here. Eating three bowls would make me look like a pig."

"Heh, then you are a pig."

"No matter how much I eat, I won't gain weight. Eating three bowls is like not eating at all. What about you? According to reliable sources, you gain weight from drinking cold water. Ha ha ha~~"

Huang Meimei gritted her teeth in anger. It was true, she gained weight from drinking cold water, but she had a good appetite and would get dizzy and faint if she didn't eat.

Huang Meimei entered a teahouse on the street and invited Zhang Tan to join her for a pot of tea. Zhang Tan said he needed to go home and eat the boiled sugar heart eggs while they were hot, so he left.

Back at the school, he hadn't even entered the house when he heard Xiao Bai shouting. The Sichuan girl was arguing! The person opposite her was completely overwhelmed, about to cry.

It was the unfortunate Luo Zikang again.

Teacher Xiao Liu tried to mediate, separating the two to prevent another fight.

Although they were physically separated, Xiao Bai's气势不减，依然凶巴巴地训斥着罗子康。

“叫姐姐~叫姐姐，我就放过你。”小白异想天开道。

“你只有4岁！”罗子康气愤地大喊。

一个4岁的孩子，想让5岁的他叫姐姐，是梁静茹给了她五颗勇气宝石吗？

“我4岁半啦！叫姐姐，快点噻。”小白同样大声回答。

4岁和4岁半相差很大，一百多天呢。

罗子康气得脸都红了，一边流眼泪，一边怒气冲冲。

“小白你是瓜娃子——”

小白被他骂得愣了一下，什么情况？罗子康这个瓜娃子竟然骂她是瓜娃子？！！

连罗子康都中了小白的毒！

这些小朋友和小白待久了，个个都能说几句川普，孟程程可以，沈榴榴可以，小米可以，小茜可以，就连死对头罗子康都会了。

沈榴榴在一旁煽风点火：“小白，你快骂他是瓜娃子~~你是小女生，你不能输鸭。”

这瓜娃子！小柳老师捏了捏她的脸蛋，警告她不要看热闹不嫌事大，然后让小白不准吵架，也不准骂人，因为她已经把罗子康骂哭了，还要怎么样？得饶人处且饶人，从小就要学会这个道理啊。

小白似乎不打算放过罗子康，要乘胜追击，振振有词地说：“罗子康这个瓜娃子就是个爱哭鬼，哭过就会变得更坚强噻。”

她就是这样强大的，现在她多厉害啊，谁也别想骂哭她，只要她不想哭，打都打不哭。

小柳老师带走了小白，另一个小老师则在安慰罗子康。

“为什么我又输了？呜呜呜~~~”

罗子康一边抹眼泪，一边向老师哭诉，吵架他又输了，不禁悲从中来。

老师动动嘴巴，想说什么的，但忍住了，吵架你就没赢过好不。

作为老师要为人大度，所以强忍着冲动，没有补刀。

“小白，小白你不要走~~~再来一局——”罗子康呼喊再战一局。

被骂得还不够惨吗？小老师心想，她都为罗子康感到难过。

罗子康想到刚才吵架时，被小白骂得没有还手之力，脑袋里一团浆糊，他越想越生气，一团浆糊炸开，轻的往上升，重的往下沉，脑海里一下清明了，闪电的灵光乍现，天地间冒出许多骂人的话，听听，这些话多棒啊，为什么刚才没想到？刚才要是想到了，小白要被他骂哭！现在哭的就不是他了。

不行，越想越不甘心，小白不要走，重新来过一遍。

“你好可怜鸭，罗子康。”

罗子康身后幽幽地冒出这么一句话。

罗子康不用回头也知道是谁说的，生气地大吼：“榴榴你这个熊孩子——”

沈榴榴立刻窜到他跟前，躲在老师身后，只露出小脸蛋，这样和罗子康说话很安全，毕竟她没有小白那样的武力，只能用聪明才智咯。

“小满老师，罗子康骂我呢。”沈榴榴向老师告状。

小满老师对她也是心累，这个完全就是混不吝，是小白的忠实跟班，随身扛着芭蕉扇，煽风点火最在行。

想揍她吧，挺可爱的，心说奶娃子奶娃子，算了。

沈榴榴能言善骂，顶了几句嘴，就把跃跃欲试想要重开骂战的罗子康说愣了，脑袋里的水火风突现，天地又成了一团浆糊。

他连沈榴榴都说不过，而沈榴榴只有3岁，最多加个半，3岁半。

小白被小柳老师勒令到院子里反思，反思的小白快活了，可以明目张胆在院子里乱晃，瞄啊瞄啊，想上树。

不过，在上树之前，还有事要做。

她跑到二楼的窗户下，昂着小脑袋朝上面大喊：“小米~~小米——别哭了，我帮你骂了罗子康那个瓜娃子，他哭兮兮的，哈——”

张叹出现在她身边：“小米怎么哭了？”

小白告状，说罗子康说小米的妈妈不要她了，惹哭了小米。

“想起来我就冒鬼火嗷~”小白嘀咕道，似乎依旧气愤难消。

沈榴榴神出鬼没，不知道从哪里冒了出来。

“罗子康也说了小白，但是小白没哭，因为小白是坚强的小白。罗子康也说了榴榴，但是榴榴没哭，因为榴榴是坚强的小石榴。”