Chapter 345 Day (12)

Little Red Horse Academy.

It was past ten in the evening, and all the children who were supposed to sleep had gone to bed. Since Xiaobai could leave the academy before ten every night, the classroom on the first floor was usually empty at this time, with no one.

But tonight, the lights were bright there, and Xiaobai was sitting on a small chair watching TV, while Bai Jianping sat beside him, helpless.

"Are you going to leave? We have a TV at home, so why don't you go home and watch it?"

"I won't."

"What's so good about this?"

The TV was playing an anti-Japanese war drama, and Bai Jianping glanced at it and found that he couldn't watch it. Since he joined the crew, his vision and aesthetics have improved dramatically. He used to love watching this kind of brainless anti-Japanese drama, but now he can't watch it at all. So, people still have to go out and see, meet more people, broaden their horizons, and naturally improve their taste in life.

Xiaobai, who used to yell to tune in when he saw this kind of TV series, didn't want to go home this time. So, some idiots get stupider as they grow up.

Xiaobai was indifferent to Bai Jianping's suggestion to go home and sit in a small chair calmly.

This is the difference between Bai Jianping and Malanhua. If it was Malanhua tonight, Xiaobai would have been carried home like a chick by an eagle.

Of course, if it was really Malanhua, Xiaobai would not dare to do so.

No matter how Bai Jianping persuaded her, Xiaobai just wouldn't leave. It's not true that she was watching TV. She watched TV for a while, guessed words from the picture books, and played with building blocks for a while... Anyway, she was doing nothing and was idle.

"What's wrong with you? Are you going home or not?" Bai Jianping followed her.

"Boss Zhang hasn't come back yet." Xiaobai said, sitting on a red horse, holding the horse's head and rocking back and forth.

"Why do you live on a horse at night? What do you care about where Boss Zhang lives?"

Bai Jianping thought to himself that he was in the limelight tonight and must have gone to the celebration banquet.

"Uncle, come and push me."

"Push a hammer."

"Hmph!"

"Xiaobai~~"

"What's up?"

"You can't fight anymore."

"Okay."

"If you fight again, I'll tell your aunt and grandma."

"Why?"

"Who told you to be disobedient? They're all worried that you'll fight."

"..."

"Do you understand?"

"I understand."

"I'm not kidding."

"I understand. If I fight again, I'm not a human being."

"That's right, kid is really cruel to himself."

Suddenly, footsteps were heard at the door. Xiaobai was startled and ran to the door in a hurry. Bai Jianping followed closely. Xiaobai happily called out "Boss Zhang".

When he arrived at the door, he saw Xiaobai congratulating Zhang Tan.

This idiot wouldn't wait so late just to congratulate Boss Zhang.

"Thank you~~"

Zhang Tan saw Xiaobai jumping around him, like a little magpie, and suddenly picked her up.

Xiaobai, who had just jumped for joy, suddenly stiffened, and then swung a small fist and hit Zhang Tan on the nose.

Zhang Tan groaned and quickly put Xiaobai on the ground, feeling like he was holding a little wild cat in his arms.

Xiaobai snorted proudly at first, and then asked Boss Zhang with concern what was wrong and whether it was serious.

Zhang Tan touched his nose, it was okay, just a little painful.

Xiaobai was not someone who could be held casually, and no one held her.

Who would hold her? Grandma used to hold her, but Xiaobai had grown up and couldn't hold her anymore.

Malanhua? She was not someone who could hold a child.

Xiaobai congratulated Boss Zhang on his award again and took the initiative to ask her uncle to go home.

"Bye~~~" When she left the yard, she turned around and waved to Zhang Tan.

Zhang Tan: "Bye, see you tomorrow."

The investor who wanted to make a movie was named Sun Huaiwei, about 50 years old.

The two had just a brief chat last night, and they talked in detail the next day. Zhang Tan learned that the other party was not a movie rookie, and had actually invested in three movies before, but only as a small shareholder.

After several attempts, he made a lot of money. The current film and television market is booming and at the forefront, so he wants to expand and lead a movie.

But he doesn't know much about movies and wants to make an anti-Japanese war movie based on his grandfather.

Although many of the requirements are whimsical, it is Zhang Tan's first film project after all, so he attaches great importance to it, listens carefully, and asks for details from time to time.

Last night, Sun Huaiwei introduced his grandfather's deeds to him. At that time, it was relatively rough, but this time it was much more detailed.

"How much are you going to invest?" Zhang Tan asked.

Sun Huaiwei: "A lot."

Zhang Tan smiled and said: "If the investment is large, I can set up a more grand scene. If the investment is small, it's not bad to take a small and refined route."

Sun Huaiwei pondered for a while and said: "Between 80 million and 100 million."

This investment amount is not high. In the film industry, specifically in anti-Japanese war films, it is considered a low-cost small film.

Zhang Tan nodded and said yes, and chatted with Sun Huaiwei for a while, and said goodbye to each other and left.

Back home, Zhang Tan sat down and started to think about the script.

Sun Huaiwei wanted to tell the story of his grandfather's War of Resistance against Japan, but after listening to his narration, Zhang Tan found that there were not many highlights.

Zhang Tan did not intend to write about his grandfather's life, it was too long and boring. He thought of a script he had written when he first debuted in his previous life, called "Grandpa's Anti-Japanese War". Of course, strictly speaking, it was not his script. He just started it and laid the foundation. In the end, the script was written by someone else asked by the investors. It was a bad script.

But in the end, it was filmed, celebrities were invited to participate, and it was broadcast on satellite TV. The power of capital is really great.

Zhang Tan still finds it ridiculous when he thinks of this.

He searched for the more famous anti-Japanese war movies in his previous life in his mind. Putting aside those anti-Japanese dramas, there are still many good works.

The afternoon sun gradually fell from the window to the balcony. As the evening approached, the temperature dropped rapidly. Zhang Tan finally chose "Eight Hundred".

This is an anti-Japanese war film that takes place in Pujiang. The protagonist is a group of national troops who stayed in Pujiang as the last military force in the Battle of Songhu and sniped the Japanese army.

The reason why Zhang Tan chose this drama is that the story in it can be linked to Sun Huaiwei's grandfather.

This drama has many difficulties and complaints, but the most difficult one is the film's stance. If you praise the group of national soldiers who are still guarding the Sihang Warehouse, you will be accused of whitewashing the incompetent national army, especially the fleeing general Sun Yuanliang. But if you criticize and deny it, some people will think that it is a disregard for the great sacrifices made by the national army soldiers on the front battlefield and a loss of conscience.

Zhang Tan must first solve this problem. He can't be crooked, but he can't go against history. For this reason, he spent two consecutive days in the library to look up information, and spent another three days writing the script.

This script is very different from the movie in the previous life. Only some of the particularly shining parts are retained, and the rest of the plot content is written according to his own understanding.

He confidently made an appointment with Sun Huaiwei again and handed him the script. As a result, the guy's first sentence was: "It's too bland, there is not even a protagonist."

Zhang Tan looked at him to confirm whether he was serious.

The other party said confidently: "Without a protagonist, there is no sense of substitution. The times need heroes."