When Zhang Si entered the conference room, everyone had already come.

"Teacher Zhang. ”

"Teacher Zhang, morning. ”

"Morning, Mr. Zhang, good spirits. ”

......

These actors who passed the audition were all interviewed by him, so he naturally knew him.

Zhang Si responded, while finding a place to sit down, producer Gao Xiaolan and director Zhang Tongshun had not yet come, he looked around, and several leading actors had arrived.

Su Lan looked at him with a smile, he didn't expect Zhang Si to be quite prestigious, and everyone respected him.

She has been in many crews, and the director is naturally one of the most authoritative people, but often the screenwriter has no status, and is similar to an ordinary field worker, and even miserable, it is the angry bag in the crew, when the director does not go well with the film, he scolds the coordinator for not arranging it well, and the coordinator says that it is written by the screenwriter like this, and the screenwriter can't get angry, and beware of the actors coming to the room at night, saying "Teacher Zhang, here is to be changed, I think it should be written like this", "Teacher Zhang, my lines are too few, add some ~~"

Zhang Si doesn't seem to be so submissive, he was one of the three interviewers in the last audition. It is not uncommon for screenwriters to be interviewers, but it is rare.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang, I'm Wu Yue, and this time I'm playing Chen Yu. ”

A very handsome young man came over to say hello, he was originally chatting with Chen Feiya.

Zhang sighed and looked at him.

This Wu Yue didn't come on the day of the audition, and he arrived the next day, and Zhang Si was not there at that time, so it was Zhang Tongshun and the actor director who auditioned.

The temperament is very gentle, a little delicate, but not handsome, quite suitable for Chen Yu, a straight man of science and technology.

"Hello ......"

Zhang Si was chatting with him, and suddenly the mobile phone vibrate, Ma Lanhua's phone.

"I'm sorry, I went out beforehand. ”

"Please. ”

Wu Yue watched Zhang Si leave, such a young screenwriter, in other crews, either has a backstage, or has already survived and become a celebrity, otherwise it is no different from an ordinary staff member. He didn't know which kind of screenwriter Zhang Si belonged to, but he had heard that the screenwriter status of Pujiang Film Studio was very high, and the role of screenwriter was very important here.

Zhang sighed out the door, took the elevator to the lobby on the first floor, and saw the ...... in the crowd at a glance Bai Jianping!

This shiny big bald head, under the chandelier in the hall, shines brightly, which is too eye-catching.

Not only him, but everyone who appeared in the hall was forced to cast their gaze as if the bald head were a magnet.

Zhang Si forced himself not to always stare at the bald head, and looked around, only to see Xiaobai carrying a small schoolbag.

This little pot friend was chattering, circling around the figures in the hall, amazed and excited.

Pujiang Film Studio started as an animation company, producing many classic cartoons and producing a number of beloved cartoon characters.

In the lobby on the first floor of the building, there is such an exhibition area, where many cartoon characters are placed, and Xiaobai is planted here.

Ma Lanhua saw Zhang sighing, and immediately pulled the reluctant Xiaobai to meet her.

"Boss Zhang, please come and pick us up. Ma Lanhua said.

"It's okay, Xiaobai, you're so cute today. ”

Zhang Si praised the children, facing the family, praising the children is definitely a topic that has been tried and tested.

"Ho ho ho ~~~" Xiaobai was very happy.

Zhang Si said in his heart, it's your hairstyle that deducts points.

"Let's go. ”

Zhang Si took them into the elevator and advised: "Don't be nervous, it's actually a tea party, everyone chats, gets to know each other, and makes friends." ”

Xiaobai let go of Ma Lanhua, and at some point he was at Zhang Si's feet, holding his pants, holding his little head high and saying, "Blow down." ”

Ma Lanhua stared at her secretly, and emphasized it a few times on the way here, it was a script seminar, not a blow down, this melon baby just won't change.

Zhang sighed and smiled: "Yes, it is to blow down and put the dragon gate array." ”

He was nurtured by Xiaobai and understood a lot of Trump.

Zhang Si took Xiaobai's family into the conference room, found a place for them to sit in, and then introduced to everyone who was curious: "This is Bai Chunhua's child, everyone can call her Xiaobai, she is the female supporting actress in this drama." This is Xiaobai's aunt, Ma Lanhua. This is Xiaobai's uncle, Bai Jianping......"

Xiaobai climbed onto the chair, and his little short legs rested neatly on the chair, wanting to say hello to everyone, but he was shy and turned into an embarrassed and polite smile.

Bai Jianping and Ma Lanhua looked very restrained, feeling out of place here, like ugly ducklings entering a flock of swans.

"Are you thirsty, do you want to drink the bear?" Zhang Si asked Xiaobai with concern.

Xiaobai picked up the straw cup hanging around her neck, took a sip, and said that she had water.

Zhang Si still took her a bottle of bear drink, inserted a straw, and let her hold it and drink it slowly.

Su Lan looked at Zhang Si and Xiaobai, curious about the relationship between the two, this is too good for children.

There are many people with the same mind at the scene, and with a few simple actions, it can be seen that this young teacher Zhang takes good care of Xiaobai.

Xiaobai took a sip of the bear and gave it to Ma Lanhua who was sitting on the side: "Auntie, do you want to drink?"

Ma Lanhua said that she didn't drink it, so she let Xiaobai drink it herself.

"Don't rob me. Xiaobai said uneasily, the angry Ma Lanhua was on fire in her heart, and the melon baby was very faceless, and she said such things in public, what did it mean?

She was quickly distracted by Xiaobai again, because Xiaobai took off the small schoolbag she was carrying, handed it to her, and said, "Auntie, pancakes and fruits." ”

Ma Lanhua prepared pancakes and fruits, and wanted to meet with everyone to send something she made herself to express her feelings.

But after she came in, she saw that everyone present, the women were beautiful and the men were handsome, polite and elegant, and they were all dressed in a high-grade manner, which was more status than those senior white-collar workers on West Chang'an Street.

She felt irrepressibly inferior in her heart, feeling that her identity was too different from everyone else, and the pancake fruit in her hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and she was embarrassed to take it out.

This woman, who can do the heaviest and most tiring work on the construction site, and can push a stall truck and shout loudly to sell pancakes and fruits in the crowd, is in an awkward situation at the moment.

Although no one looked down on her, no one looked at her with strange contempt, but she seemed to be pinned down by an invisible pressure, let alone take out the pancakes in the small school bag, even if it was difficult to say a word.

This pressure is getting bigger and bigger, and she can't help but lower her head.

Xiaobai wondered why his aunt didn't take out the pancakes and fruits, and reminded while shaking his legs: "Auntie, give everyone pancakes and fruits." ”

Seeing this, Zhang sighed and said with a smile: "In a hurry, I just didn't have breakfast, give me a set of pancakes and fruits to cushion my stomach." ”

When Ma Lanhua heard this, she looked at him gratefully, smiled awkwardly, and whispered, "The pancake fruit is cold." ”

Zhang sighed and said: "It doesn't matter, the weather is hot, and it's better to be cold." ”

He took the small schoolbag that seemed to weigh a thousand pounds from Ma Lanhua's hand, and took out a large bag of pancakes and fruits in a paper bag.

The pancakes are still hot, not cold at all.

The pancakes were neatly stacked in the bags, each of which was packed in a small paper bag, and all of them were numbered, handwritten Arabic numerals, which looked like the handwriting of children.

This was done by Xiaobai's family last night, Ma Lanhua was responsible for doing it, Bai Jianping was responsible for doing it, Xiaobai was responsible for putting it in the paper bag, and writing the numbers on the paper bag.

She also wanted to draw a smiley face, but was stopped by Ma Lanhua.

Zhang Si took out one, said something fragrant, and asked everyone: "There are hot pancakes and fruits here, has anyone not eaten breakfast?" You can taste it, Sister Ma's craftsmanship is very good. ”

Everyone looked at each other, they were a little confused, they couldn't understand why they were buying so many pancakes and fruits, and immediately thought of what Zhang Si said, Sister Ma's craftsmanship is very good, and that is what Sister Ma made herself?

When everyone was stunned, Ma Lanhua's mood was low again because of Zhang Si's initiative.

Look, everyone was surprised, she knew that she shouldn't bring pancakes and fruits, she took it for granted, and she also affected Boss Zhang, everyone will definitely look down on him.

She lowered her head, and the hand on her knee suddenly warmed, and she was held, which was Lao Bai on the side.

The cowardly Lao Bai looked at her encouragingly, and raised his head and smiled.

Even though the smile looked like crying, the corners of the eyes were wrinkled, and it was extremely ugly.

Lao Bai knows his mother-in-law too well, a woman who is especially strong, has strong self-esteem, and he doesn't dare to fight with her at home.

Ma Lanhua's heart warmed, yes, she was originally a pancake seller, she originally lived in an urban village, rented an old house to live, and her home was in the countryside, of course, she couldn't compare with these formal actors.

Since there is no comparison, then don't compare, they are all people, and no one is superior to anyone.

She couldn't help but think of the script she had been memorizing for the past few days, and there was a sentence in it that she forgot exactly what it said, but to the effect that a better life is to maintain a positive and optimistic attitude, which is more important than monetary wealth.

She suddenly thought about it, raised her head, met everyone's eyes, and was about to speak, when suddenly a gentle voice sounded in the quiet conference room.

"I smell the fragrance from afar, give me one, I'm hungry, try Sister Ma's handiwork. ”

Ma Lanhua looked over and was a girl sitting in the front seat.

She had never seen such a beautiful girl.

Hey, isn't this the star who sticks to her door?