Time seemed to be forbidden, and all the action stopped in the air.

Han Mo was stunned for a moment, and then his gaze fell on Pang Xie.

Zhang Mingli swallowed his saliva and looked at Pang Xie with a confused expression.

Meng Si's eyes were stunned, then he lowered his head, coughed twice, picked up a handkerchief and gently wiped the corners of his mouth.

Xiao Pang sat in a daze, relieved for a while, and then raised his hand and wiped his face vigorously.

Zhang Mingli hurriedly handed him the tissue, Pang Xie didn't look at Zhang Mingli, he just took the paper in a daze, and turned directly to Han Mo.

"Brother Han, are you ...... Imperial horse, knight?" Xiao Pang wiped his face indiscriminately, and he didn't care about the ticking coffee, if this affirmative answer didn't come out of Han Mo's mouth, Pang Xie's heart couldn't be steady.

Meng Si also raised his head and looked at Han Mo.

Zhang Mingli was a little embarrassed, didn't speak, and shifted his gaze back and forth between the three people in front of him.

Maybe because of his personality, Han Mo didn't deliberately want to hide it, at the beginning, he just wanted to write fairy tales by using the name of Royal Horse Knight, and he didn't think there was any need to tell them, so he didn't say it, and he didn't know that Meng Si would take Xiaopang and Zhang Mingli to meet today, and the purpose was to find him.

Under the gaze of two pairs of expectant eyes, Han Mo said indifferently, "I am the Imperial Horse Knight." ”

Pang Xie, who had been sitting tense when he heard this, suddenly relaxed, quickly wiped his face, took out a black notebook from his bag, and pretended to be calm and said with a smile, "Brother Han, can you sign for me?"

"Stinky boy, you are the knight of the royal horse, and if you don't say it earlier, it will cause me to go around such a big circle to find you. Meng Si rolled his eyes, and then saw Xiao Pang pushing the notebook in his hand towards Han Mo, "Come on, come on, what is your name, go back to the company for that little." It's a serious matter to find a horse knight today. ”

"Xiao Momo, I want to buy the movie rights of "Dream Travel". Meng Si said with a smile, originally he was worried about how he would convince him if the Imperial Horse Knight was a difficult guy, but now it's okay, this is all his own family, and Han Mo will definitely sell it.

Han Mo thought for a moment and asked seriously, "Film copyright, you want to make a live-action movie?"

Meng Si nodded definitely, his expression was very proud, he didn't expect this matter to go so smoothly, he was sure that the copyright of Han Mo's film was not sold to others, and it must still be in his hands.

"No, I can't. "Han Mo is categorical.

Meng Si thought about it for a long time, but he didn't expect Han Mo to say no.

Originally, he was still leaning on the sofa chair in a comfortable position, and instantly sat up straight, "Xiao Momo, are you rebelling?"

Han Mo said no, it's not that he won't sell it to Meng Si, but he thinks it's not okay to make a live-action movie, this story was made into animation in the original world, and it was also filmed as an animation to fully show its three-dimensional sense, and many backgrounds are simply spicy if they are filmed as real people.

And animation is different, there is more room for imagination, and Han Mo has seen animation, and now he still clearly remembers those characters and details with a strong sense of picture, probably because Han Mo has a specialty in this area, so he has a strong ability to remember the picture.

Meng Si's eyes widened, and he waited for Han Mo to give him a happy word, "You won't sell it to me?"

"It's not that it won't be sold, it's that it can't be made into a live-action version, and if it is to be made into a movie, I hope that "Dream Travel" will be in the form of animation. ”

Animation?

Animation......

Move, draw!

The other three people present for a while looked at Han Mo together, and with an incredulous look, they suspected that they had heard it wrong.

You must know that when Meng Si said that he wanted to buy the copyright of the movie, Zhang Mingli felt that Meng Si was very bold, and it must be difficult to make this story into a movie, but Han Mo actually said that it was made into an animation, he couldn't imagine it.

In this world, in country Z, there are no animated movies, not one, generally adults go to the cinema, if it is to make a cartoon, how many adults will be willing to buy tickets, even if it is to take children to watch, the number of people is very small.

Meng Si fell into deep thought.

Xiao Pang stared at Han Mo, both admiring and shocked by Han Mo's suggestion.

Han Mo looked at the time, it was time to pick up Xuanxuan from school, and it was estimated that there would be no result of the discussion today, "I still have something to do, so I'll go first." ”

Meng Si was thinking about the adaptation of the animation, and when he saw Han Mo leaving, he also stood up, "I'll go too." ”

"I'm going to record a show in the evening, let's go together. ”

The two of them followed Han Mo out of the café one after the other.

It was just a blink of an eye, and Xiao Pang Xie was the only one left on the small round table, and before he could react to what was happening, everyone left. He sighed softly and silently put away his notebook. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he said to himself, "You can go to the company tomorrow to find Brother Han to sign it." ”

......

After dinner

Han Mo had just finished cleaning up from the kitchen, and it was strange that the little guy who was usually chattering around him was quietly playing by himself in the living room.

He walked out of the kitchen, but saw Xuanxuan's small back standing at the table, holding a piece of drawing paper in her hand, tiptoeing, and the other hand reaching the picture book deep in the table.

Han Mo quietly walked behind the little guy, gently picked up Xuanxuan and put her in the chair next to the desk, and reached out to take the album.

"Xuanxuan wants to see this album?" Han Mo handed her the album.

The little guy nodded vigorously, a pair of big eyes full of anticipation, the single drawing paper in her hand was a draft that Han Mo had typed before, and it was not completely finished, which had already fascinated Xuanxuan.

Xuanxuan opened her father's picture album, and her ink-colored eyes flashed with star-like light, "Owa~ Dad, you are amazing." ”

The fifty-square album is a bit thick, all of which are the character drawings drawn by Han Mo for "Dream Travel" in the past two days, as well as the illustrations of the main scenes, which have basically been completed, and some small places need to be scrutinized again, and they can be done at night.

The little guy listened to his father tell this story, and at the moment with the picture, he was completely attracted, looking at the pages one by one, with a surprised smile on the corner of his mouth, almost every time he turned a page, the little guy would make a "wow" admiration.

Until the chubby little hand turned to the last page, Xuanxuan was a little lost and whispered, "It's gone." ”

Suddenly, the little guy raised his little chin and looked at his father, "Dad, can Xuanxuan learn to draw with you?"

Han Mo squatted down beside Xuanxuan, hooked his fingers and swept the little guy's upturned little nose, "Of course you can." ”

He moved another chair and placed it beside Xuanxuan, and then prepared blank paper and brushes before sitting down.

Xuanxuan pointed to the puppy in the album, "Dad, I want to draw a puppy." ”

The little guy used to graffiti, and Han Mo has seen the paintings, basically coloring in the outlines that have been drawn, or scribbling casually, if you want to learn to start with basic composition, but the child is too young, and it is fun to draw, and Han Mo doesn't want to be too demanding.

"Okay, let's start with the puppy. The puppy in the album looks complicated, and Han Mo was afraid that the child would not be able to imitate it, so he sketched a simple puppy image on the blank drawing paper.

The little guy watched his father draw very seriously, holding the brush in his little hand, and also learned.

After a while, the little one's "puppy" was finished.

Xuanxuan held up the drawing paper and smiled cutely, "Dad, is the puppy I drew cute?"

Han Mo looked at this "puppy" for a long time, looking for words to encourage the child in his brain, wanting to find a little to praise the little guy. But no matter how he looked at it, it was just a combination of two polygons and a few lines on the drawing paper, and as for the puppy......

Han Mo touched the top of Xuanxuan's head dotingly, and took the drawing paper, "Xuanxuan painted an abstract puppy, which is great." ”

Xuanxuan blinked her eyes happily, "Is the abstraction school very powerful?"

"Of course, abstract artists are masters of painting. ”

The little guy's pink little face blossomed, "Wow puppet~ Xuanxuan wants to continue to practice painting, and she will be a master in the future." ”