Little Red Horse Academy.

It's already past ten o'clock in the evening, and the children are all asleep. Since Xiaobai can leave the school park before ten o'clock every night,The classroom on the first floor is generally empty at this time.,There's no one anymore.。

But tonight, the lights were bright, Xiao Bai sat on a small chair watching TV, and Bai Jianping sat on the side, helpless.

"Oh, we also have a TV at home, can we go home?"

"I'm not grinning. ”

"What's so nice about this? ”

The anti-Japanese war drama was playing on the TV, Bai Jianping glanced at it a few times and found that he couldn't stand it. Since he entered the crew, his vision and aesthetics have improved linearly, he used to love to watch this kind of brainless anti-Japanese drama, but now he can't watch it at all, so he still has to go out for a walk and have more contact with people, his horizons have been broadened, and his taste of life has naturally improved.

And Xiaobai, who used to shout for FM when he saw this kind of TV series, didn't want to go home this time, so some melon babies became more and more stupid the more they grew up.

Xiao Bai was indifferent to Bai Jianping's proposal to go home to see, and the old god sat comfortably in the small chair.

This is the difference between Bai Jianping and Ma Lanhua, if it were Ma Lanhua tonight, Xiaobai would have been carried home like a chicken by an eagle.

Of course, if it was really Ma Lanhua, Xiaobai wouldn't dare to do this.

No matter how Bai Jianping persuaded him, Xiaobai just wouldn't leave. If you want to say that she is watching TV, she is not. She watched TV for a while, looked at pictures and guessed words with a picture book in her hand, and placed building blocks for a while...... Anyway, it's just idleness, idleness.

"What's wrong with your paws, you can't go home to nag. Bai Jianping followed her.

"Boss Zhang hasn't come back. Xiaobai said, sitting on a red lying horse, holding the horse's head and swaying back and forth, swaying for a long time.

"What do you live on horseback riding at night, you don't care what Boss Zhang lives. ”

Bai Jianping said in his heart that when people were in the limelight tonight, they must have gone to the celebration banquet.

"Uncle, come and push me. ”

"Push a hammer. ”

"Humph!"

"Xiaobai~~"

"What's up?"

"You can't fight anymore. ”

"Good. ”

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

"Why? ”

"Whoever makes you disobedient, they are all worried about you fighting. ”

“......”

"You know?"

"I know. ”

"I'm not kidding. ”

"You know, if I fight again, I'm not human. ”

"Yes, the baby is ruthless enough to herself. ”

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps at the door, Xiao Bai was excited, and ran to the door, Bai Jianping followed closely, only to hear Xiao Bai happily shout Boss Zhang.

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

This melon baby won't wait so late just to congratulate Boss Zhang.

"Thank you~~"

Zhang Si saw Xiaobai bouncing around her, like a little magpie, and suddenly hugged her.

Xiao Bai, who was excited just now, instantly stiffened, and then a small fist swung over and hit Zhang Si's nose.

Zhang sighed, and hurriedly put Xiaobai on the ground, feeling a little wild cat in his arms.

Xiaobai first snorted arrogantly, and then asked Boss Zhang with concern what was wrong, if it didn't matter.

Zhang Si touched his nose, it didn't matter, it just hurt a little.

Xiaobai is not something that can be hugged casually, and no one can hug him.

Who will hug her? Grandma used to hug her, but Xiaobai grew up and couldn't hold her.

She is not a person who can hold a child.

Xiaobai congratulated Boss Zhang again on winning the award and took the initiative to call his uncle home.

"Bye~~~" When she came out of the yard, she turned around and waved at Zhang Si.

Zhang sighed: "Bye-bye, see you tomorrow." ”

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

The two just chatted briefly last night, and the next day they talked in detail, Zhang Si learned that the other party was not a movie novice, and had invested in three movies before, but only as a minority shareholder.

After exploring the road a few times, he made a lot of money, and today's film and television market is hot and in the wind, so he wants to be big and hopes to dominate a movie.

It's just that he doesn't know much about movies and wants to make a movie about the Anti-Japanese War based on his grandfather.

Although many of the requests are whimsical, after all, it is Zhang Si's first film project, 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, and it was rough at the time, but this time it was much more detailed.

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

Sun Huaiwei: "A lot. ”

Zhang sighed and said: "If the investment is large, I can set it up more grandiosely, if the investment is small, it is not bad to take the route of small and fine." ”

Sun Huaiwei pondered for a moment and said, "Between 80 million and 100 million." ”

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

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

When he got home, Zhang Si sat down and began to ponder the script.

Sun Huaiwei wanted to tell the story of his grandfather's Anti-Japanese War, but after listening to his narration, Zhang Si found that there were not many bright spots.

Zhang Si didn't plan to write about his grandfather's life, it was too long and uninteresting. He thought that he had written a script when he first debuted in his previous life, called "Grandpa's War of Resistance", of course, strictly speaking, it was not his script, he just made a start and made a foundation, and in the end, the script was written by someone else by the investor, a bad script.

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

To this day, Zhang Si still feels ridiculous when he thinks about it.

He searched in his mind for the more famous anti-Japanese war movies in his previous life, and aside from those anti-Japanese dramas, there are still quite a lot of good works.

In the afternoon, the sun gradually fell from the window to the balcony, and as the evening approached, the temperature dropped rapidly, and Zhang Si finally chose "Eight Hundred".

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

The reason why Zhang Si chose this drama is that the story in it can be linked to Sun Huaiwei and his grandfather.

There are many difficulties and slots in this drama, but the most difficult thing is the position of the movie. If you praise this group of national troops who are still guarding the Sixing warehouse, they will be scolded for washing the floor for the incompetent national army, especially the escaped general Sun Yuanliang. However, if it is criticized and denied, some people will think that the huge sacrifices made by the officers and men of the national army on the frontal battlefield are in vain, and their conscience is lost.

Zhang Si must first solve this problem, the butt must not be crooked, but it must not contradict history. For this reason, he soaked in the library for two days in a row to check the materials, and spent another three days writing the script.

This script is very different from the movie in the previous life, only some of the special flashes are retained, and the other plot content is written according to my own understanding.

He confidently asked Sun Huaiwei again and handed him the script to read, but the first thing this guy said was: "It's too bland, there is no protagonist." ”

Zhang Si looked at him to confirm whether he meant what he said.

The other party said confidently: "There is no sense of substitution without a protagonist, and the times need heroes." ”

Zhang Si smiled, and held back one word in his heart: day.