Li Xingruo woke up from his sleep, touched the mobile phone by the window, squinted his eyes and opened it with difficulty, then threw it aside, intending to continue sleeping.

But after a while, Li Xingruo suddenly sat up from the bed and patted his head in annoyance, it was already ten o'clock.

Li Xingruo used to just rest, and he had to go out for a morning run at eight o'clock in the morning, and this habit has been maintained for a long time.

I don't know why, today's alarm clock didn't wake me up.

Well, the alarm clock is to blame.

Li Xingruo glanced out the window, touched the warm quilt again, and quickly gave up his plan to go out for a morning run.

It's good to think of it as a vacation for yourself.

Li Xingruo retrieved the mobile phone he had just thrown away, opened WeChat and took a look, the last person to send a message to him was his agent Zhang Lan, followed by Zhang Songnian.

Li Xingruo originally wanted to click on Zhang Lan's message first, but when his finger was about to touch the screen, his finger slid slightly, and he clicked on Zhang Songnian's unread message first.

'I made you breakfast in the morning, put it on the table for you, and if it is cold when you wake up, put it in the microwave to heat it up, and it will be fine for a minute. ’

'Remember having breakfast, I went to work. ’

Li Xingruo looked at the message on his phone and was silent for a while, and finally replied with a good word.

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Zhang Songnian was a little bored in a huge office, in fact, if the matter of going to work was meaningless and he didn't know what he should do, time would actually pass very slowly.

Now Zhang Songnian has a deep understanding that he is the only one in the entire office, and he will not say anything if he has nothing to do.

There was no one around even when I wanted to say something.

It's painful.

A message flashed on the computer on the computer that interrupted Zhang Songnian's thoughts, opened the chat box, and found that it was Li Xingruo who replied to him concisely and with a good word, Zhang Songnian couldn't help frowning.

'You just got up?' ’

After a few minutes, I could not wait for Li Xingruo's reply.

'That's right. ’

'Didn't you go out this morning?' ’

'Overslept. ’

‘........’

Zhang Songnian remembered that she secretly admired Li Xingruo's willpower in her heart yesterday, but today she broke the score.

Zhang Songnian, who didn't know what to say, simply brought up the old matter again and reminded Li Xingruo again: "Remember to eat breakfast? ’

Li Xingruo did not reply to himself directly, but sent a photo.

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'Eating. ’

Zhang Songnian saw that Li Xingruo directly sent a photo of breakfast, and this woman seemed to want to prove that she was really eating breakfast.

It's boring to stay in the office, and it's idle to be idle, Zhang Songnian simply chatted with Li Xingruo.

Zhang Songnian didn't know what to say to Li Xingruo, thinking of Li Xingruo's pitiful appearance after having a stomach problem yesterday, he reminded: "After breakfast, remember to take medicine." ’

Li Xingruo was eating breakfast, and he was going to cut out the chat page with Zhang Songnian, but after seeing the message sent by Zhang Songnian, he was silent for a while.

This person, why didn't I find out that he cared so much about people before?

The corners of Li Xingruo's mouth rose slightly, and then after replying with a good word, he put down the mobile phone in his hand and concentrated on cooking.

After Li Xingruo didn't reply again, Zhang Songnian felt that his time had been slowed down indefinitely.

In the past, when there were people next to him, Zhang Songnian still felt very happy to touch the fish.

Watching others work hard, watching from the sidelines is happy, and time can pass quickly.

However, now that there is no one around me, I can no longer feel the joy of touching fish.

It turned out that the source of happiness of touching fish was actually this reason, and Zhang Songnian suddenly realized.

To some extent, my current state is much more painful than a part-time job.

He felt that this morning had been as long as the 21st century, and it would be painful if he really stayed like this for the next year.

Zhang Songnian felt that something was wrong and was fooled.

In this situation, I knew that it would be better to stay in the screenwriting team and touch the fish.

But at this point, the animation team has been established, and it is obviously impossible to go back to the screenwriting team by himself, and it is even more impossible for Li Zhengming to agree to this thing.

"If you really can't write something, how will you live this day?" After this thought popped up, the thoughts in Zhang Songnian's mind began to get out of control.

It seems that Li Zhengming just said that the animation team will have a budget of 2 million to do the first project after the establishment of the department, or the cooperation with Xiaopo Station.

Zhang Songnian thought about it for a while, although animation is very expensive, but low-cost animation is not nothing, and there is a head.

And Li Zhengming doesn't know if it's because he wants to make himself a little more motivated, and the performance and share of his department are very high.

If this project is done, the anime is on fire.

Then I can't say that I don't have to think about anything in the future, and I don't have to think about such a shameful thing as asking Li Xing for pocket money.

There is a head, you can do it!

Although Zhang Songnian likes to fish and paddle, he is essentially a man of action.

Since you have decided to do it, you should do it immediately, and there is no time to delay.

Zhang Songnian recalled his work experience in his previous life, although this past is unbearable.

But after all these years of work, I still learned a lot in it.

Wouldn't that come in handy now?

Now it's time to think about what kind of anime is more appropriate.

Zhang Songnian felt at first that if he didn't have the whole Hokage, One Piece or something, no matter how bad he was, he would have to be an anime of the level of the King of the Net, Little Master.

That's a little sorry for my identity as a traverser.

But reality does not allow it.

The reality is that the company only gave itself a budget of two million to play with, even if it was to go to the company with the script of Naruto.

Most likely, either the company thinks it's crazy and lets itself play.

Or there is another situation, Zhang Songnian was patted on the shoulder by a senior of the company and said seriously: "Nianzi, the animation industry is very deep, you can't grasp the ........"

Then the script was handed over to the seniors, and the editor-in-chief of the script also became the name of the seniors, and whether he could mix up with a screenwriter's assistant is another matter.

Zhang Songnian has been in the workplace for many years, and the twists and turns in it are clear.

People are self-aware, and Zhang Songnian feels that he is very self-aware.

He decided to take it one step at a time and earn some pocket money.

How much money can you make by making anime, and six million is the most important thing!

Anyway, he planned to stay in Jinyu Entertainment for a year, and when he divorced Li Xingruo, he took six million, and then ran away with a bucket.

In fact, two million is not actually impossible to make anime.

It's not like he's never seen an anime with a lower budget than this, and the reputation is still very good.

However, the animation team is backed by Golden Feather Entertainment, and in fact, if many invisible resources can be used reasonably, maybe these two million can play the effect of five million.

So Zhang Songnian thinks that there are actually a lot of anime that he can do.

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhang Songnian finally opened the drawing tool on the computer and drew a pair of scissors on it.