January 2nd, morning.

Zhang Li, who hadn't slept well all night, woke up again and touched the electronic watch next to the pillow, half past six.

He closed his eyes, braced himself up, and turned his head to see that the side was empty.

Well?

She put on her clothes and pants, pulled her hair, gently pushed the door open, and the cold wind of the early morning poured in like a knife, and she was full of excitement and a lot of energy.

I thought Xiao Xu had gone to the toilet, but I saw that the kitchen was lit up, and two figures were busy inside.

"Ah, wake up? Just when the water is boiling, come and wash your face. ”

"What are you doing?"

"I'm waiting for you!"

Xiao Xu made a basin of water, and even wanted to squeeze the toothpaste. Zhang Li panicked and hurriedly grabbed it, "Are you two okay?"

"Don't you go to work on the first day, you have to show it. ”

Xu Fei stirred in the pot with chopsticks, fragrant and hot, the only cooking skill that he could get his hands on, below.

“......”

She pursed her lips and went to wash her face and brush her teeth. When I came back, the noodles were ready, I added some chopped green onions, drizzled with sesame oil, and added three eggs.

Count nine cold winters, fold glue and fall fingers.

Inside and outside, the servants sat around the kitchen, snoring and eating noodles. The lights were dim, and the cats and dogs were lying at their feet, rubbing against the heat of the fire.

After breakfast, Zhang Li put on the special coat, stepped on the shoes sent by Xiao Xu, and pushed the cart out.

"You're fine, don't worry us. ”

"Buy whatever you want to eat at noon, don't be reluctant to spend money. ”

The two goods were sent to each other for ten miles, and their hearts were rolling and tears were rippling.

"Are you sending me or mad at me?"

Zhang Li rolled her eyes, got in the car and left, and when she turned around at the end, her mother was gone.

In 1983, the CCTV TV Drama Department, the Recording Department of the Television Art Committee and the TV Troupe of the China Broadcasting Art Troupe merged to form the China TV Drama Production Center, which is a director-level unit directly under the Ministry of Radio and Television.

Here is a correction, in 2009, the production center was reformed and changed into an enterprise, and it returned to CCTV management.

Not far away, near Guang'anmen. At about eight o'clock, Zhang Li rushed to the unit, bumped into Dongfang Wenying at the door, the two of them received a work card, met the leader, and then worked in the production department.

In fact, the environment is okay, Dai Linfeng, Ruan Ruolin, Ren Dahui, Wang Fulin and others are all here, so they will not be rusty, the key is that they have nothing to do.

I went to a meeting, got to know my colleagues, and then sat down. The two of them were at the same table, staring at each other with big eyes.

"Yo, Baochai is here? Tanchun is also here?"

At nine o'clock, an old gentleman came in, smiling and waving his hand.

"Hello. ”

The two didn't know each other, so they hurriedly got up.

"Sit sit, sit sit. ”

The old man greeted, went straight to the warm pot, poured a large jar of tea, took a newspaper in his hand, and sat down in his place, meaning to spend his old age in peace.

“......”

Zhang Li blinked and said in a low voice: "Dongfang, why don't I see anyone working? ”

"The work is outside, and we are considered civilian. ”

"You can't stay there!"

"Let's go, ask Director Ruan. ”

"Dream of Red Mansions" is so good, I have seen many leaders, and even the national-level ones have chatted. The two ran to the director's office and told their intentions.

Ruan Ruolin helped her glasses and said, "You just came, you are not familiar with anything, so get used to it first." Besides, I don't have a job for you now. ”

I couldn't do it, so I ran back again.

Zhang Li had to drink tea and read the newspaper, and before she knew it, at noon, a group of people politely went to the canteen.

In the afternoon, the old man squinted on the sofa, woke up and began to talk again.

Until she got off work in the evening, she felt that she had wasted a day and didn't do anything, and she happened to see Wang Fulin in front of her when she was discharged from the hospital, and hurriedly chased after her, "Director Wang!"

"Oh, Baochai, are you still comfortable here?"

Wang Fulin's hair is gray, and he is not as energetic as before.

"I didn't fit in, I didn't do anything. ”

"The center is like this, there are a lot of people, you are new to the city, just get used to it. ”

"But it's too leisurely, there is an old gentleman in our house, who reads the newspaper for a day and drinks tea for a day. ”

"Oh, that's all rehired for the elderly, don't bother with it. ”

The two of them were riding bicycles, and Zhang Li forcibly went along the way and asked, "Then why are you idle and not preparing new works?"

"Originally, after the filming of "Dream of Red Mansions", we planned to start "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", but we were filming the Three Kingdoms everywhere, and we didn't dare to move for a while. I got someone to write a notebook, and I'm not done yet. ”

"What are you talking about?"

"Do you know Xiaozhuang?"

"The one from the Qing Dynasty?"

"Yes, it's her story. Filming is expected to start in the second half of the year. ”

"Second half ......"

Zhang Li came to exercise, but she didn't want to waste it, so she asked: "Is there a TV series that started in the first half of the year?"

"Well, there's an eight-episode of "Green Shade" about education reform. There is also a "Sixteen-year-old Flower Season" in cooperation with Shanghai TV, which talks about the early love of middle school students. ”

Wang Fulin looked at her and said, "If you want to learn something, the themes and scripts of these two are good." Tell Director Ruan that it's okay to run errands and memorize the camera. ”

"Well, thank you Director Wang!"

............

Zhang Li went to work, and the impact on the small courtyard was very huge, because there was no one to cook.

Xu Fei is a rookie, Zhang Guiqin closes late, Shen Lin can do it when he is not working, and he can't do anything if he has something. Only Chen Xiaoxu is at home, but he is also a rookie.

The change in living habits made everyone panic, and in the end they could only solve it with noodles.

After the meal, Xu Fei entered the West Chamber, and opened his mouth to come: "Let's hire a nanny, shall we?"

"What for?"

"Cooking!"

"No, I'll go to the vegetable market after work, and I'll buy vegetables. Zhang Li said.

"That's not good, you're tired from work all day, and you still cook when you come back, and it's not as easy as some people......"

He glanced at it.

"What do you think I'm doing? I dare to do it, do you dare to eat?" Chen Xiaoxu was confident.

"Don't you dare to eat it...... Forget that, how are you today?"

"It doesn't feel good, it's completely different from your unit. ”

Zhang Li told what she had seen and heard, and was very depressed.

Xu Fei said with a smile: "You have a big stall, and if several units are combined, there are only thirty of us." Don't rush, take your time. ”

"I know it's okay to take your time, it's just a day of leisure. I heard Director Wang say that in the first half of the year, I am going to open two dramas, "Green Shade" and "Sixteen-year-old Flower Season", and I want to participate. ”

Yo!

He is familiar with the flower season, Bai Xue, Chen Feier, Ouyang Yanyan and Han Xiaole, as well as the narration of the second in the opening film:

"You think it's a story? So you're wrong, you think it's life? Then I'm wrong. It's a song, a poem, a dream, and ...... that are woven into the experiences of hundreds of children."

Teacher Xu's idea came again.

Zhang Li has a calm temperament, a scholarly character, delicate and thoughtful, and is naturally suitable for behind-the-scenes co-ordination. If you hone and hone well in the production center, you will not be able to achieve something.

Even if you don't speculate in real estate, you can still shine, not to mention that it is more valuable for your career.

Earn money or something...... He glanced at Xiao Xu again.

(It's still 30 degrees in September, where to reason.) ）