Daddy Academy

Chapter 5 Mismatch
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The arrogant little white children's shoes didn't dance in the end. She gave Zhang Tan a little white eye from time to time, and successfully took Zhang Tan away.

At this time, the children started to go to bed.

After 10 p.m., parents got off work one after another and came to Xiaohongma Academy to pick up people.

Some children were so sleepy that they were carried away from the bed by their parents, lying in their arms and continued to sleep obediently, only holding their parents' hands very tightly.

Some children are more naughty. They wake up after a while of sleep, full of energy, and they are willing to go home after playing games with adults for a while.

After midnight, there were only 30 of the more than 5 children in the academy, including Xiaobai Children's Shoes.

The three children were sleeping soundly, one just woke up, got up and looked out the door, his father was coming.

Xiaobai's shoes were not sleepy, but she was still full of energy. She tossed and turned on the bed, got up, ran to the reading area, and read the picture book with relish, but she was a little lonely, and there was no children to talk and play with her.

Zhang Tan stayed until the last child left today before returning to his room to rest.

This is a day's work in the late night school, black and white is reversed, and it is very hard.

The next day, Zhang Tan ran in the yard as usual, then went out to eat breakfast, came back to take a shower, got dressed, carried a backpack, and went out to the talent market.

As soon as he got on the subway, he received a text message informing him that he would go to the Pujiang Film Studio for an interview at [-]:[-] pm.

Zhang Tan did not change his schedule in the morning, and still went around the talent market. There is a very strange phenomenon. There are not many screenwriter positions, and there are quite a lot of applicants, but very few are successful.

The screenwriting industry is a structurally scarce position. On the one hand, the market urgently needs a large number of experienced and capable talents, which are in short supply. On the other hand, a large number of new screenwriters cannot find suitable jobs. Selling dog meat, the name is screenwriter, but the content of the job is clerk, or a panacea for doing everything.

Zhang Tan didn't get anything either. He ate lunch at a nearby restaurant and came to Pujiang Film Studio early. It was still early, so he sat for a while in the cafe next to him. He didn't get up until 20 minutes before the notified interview time. .

"Hello, I'm here for an interview."

"Please show your interview notification text message."

Zhang Tan opened the text message on his mobile phone to the girl at the front desk.

"Thank you, please come with me."

The other party took Zhang Tan to the elevator and reached the 8th floor.

"They are all interviewing like you. Please wait here. The interview starts at two o'clock. Go in one by one, and you will be called when it is your turn."

There were more than ten people sitting in the waiting room, both men and women, some young, some middle-aged, and everyone stayed alone, no one spoke.

Zhang Tan found a place to sit down and waited quietly.

Ten minutes later, a staff member came in to inform them to prepare for the interview, and they entered in the order of first come, first served.

More than an hour later, the staff came in again and shouted, "Zhang Tan, which is Zhang Tan? It's your turn."

Zhang Tan raised his hand and said, "I am."

Packed up the backpack and followed into the meeting room.There were two men and one woman sitting inside, with the woman in the middle, who seemed to be the chief examiner.

"Is that Zhang Tan?" said a middle-aged man sitting on the left, "You graduated from the Peking Film Academy? Directing?"

Zhang Tan sat down, not nervous, nodded and said, "Yes, I just graduated and returned to Pujiang a few days ago."

"Are you from Pujiang?"

"I grew up here since I was a child."

"You are majoring in directing, why would you want to be a screenwriter?"

……

In less than 10 minutes, the interview was over, and I was notified to go home and wait for news.

When he returned to West Chang'an Avenue, night had already fallen. Zhang Tan stood beside the late-night academy and looked at it. He hadn't noticed before that the neighbor next door was a boxing gym.

He went in curiously and took a look. It was not big, less than half of the academy. Seven or eight people were practicing boxing. No one paid any attention to him, so he turned out.

Lao Li said hello: "Zhang Shao is back."

Zhang Tan responded with a smile: "Are there any children here?"

"In a little while, Xiaobai will come."

That kid is the first to arrive every day and the last to leave.

The guard Lao Li was a little helpless and had a headache. As soon as Xiaobai arrived, he would definitely try to cut Zhang Tan's brain off again, as if he would agree.

Xiaobai, that little girl who "I don't know how to do it", Zhang Tan also had a headache for her. She was hated by the children when she first came here, and she was still a little chili pepper. He didn't say anything after biting him. According to people familiar with the matter, Xiaobai Children's Shoes spread among the children and teachers that he was a black fart, instigating everyone to deal with him in unison.

Thinking of this, Zhang Tan thought of Xiaomi, who was taken away by the police. He wondered if he had found his family, so he turned and asked Aunt Huang.

He went back to his room to put down his backpack, took a shower, put on a pair of short-sleeved sports shorts, and went out for a walk, when he knocked over another child at the corner, with his feet turned upside down.

"Ouch~~"

The child is very sensitive, and without waiting for Zhang Tan to help, he quickly got up, stepped forward on his hips, and said fiercely:
"Fucking black, do you want to slap it?? You knocked me over again."

"Humph! I'm furious with rage."

This kid was wearing a washed and whitish blue sportswear, and the red one, and there were still two big Chinese characters on his chest.

Only Xiaobai children's shoes can wear it like this.

Sure enough, what was knocked over by Zhang Tan was again Trump's little white shoes.

Zhang Tan was also very surprised, why did he knock people over again?A bit of a sense of purpose.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, little white kid, does it hurt?"

"I'm so angry~"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

You are too small, and you are always running, you can't stop the car, Zhang Tan thought to himself.

The little white boy's shoes, Barabara, scolded him for a while, snorted coldly, gave him another look, and left, disdain to talk to him more.

Under Zhang Tan's gaze, she ran to the post in a hurry and spoke to Lao Li again.

Old Li is quite friendly, such difficult children like to chat with him, Zhang Tan thought to himself.

He didn't know that Xiaobai in the distance was not looking for Lao Li to chat, but complained.

"Grandpa, the black fart knocked me over again. Are you angry when you comment on Lithia?"

Lao Li glanced at Zhang Tan in the distant corridor, and asked Xiao Bai in front of him amusingly, "What's going on?"

The little white was in a bunch, instigating Lao Li to find Zhang Tan for an explanation and make a decision for the children.

"Oh, I went to the toilet, my stomach hurts, Xiaobai, please don't run out." Old Li made an excuse to escape.

Xiaobai: Σ(⊙▽⊙"a
Seeing that Lao Li was really gone, there was no one guarding the guard box, she glanced left and right, but the black fart disappeared, and there was no one around, so she rubbed up to the iron gate of the academy, trying to push it away and slip out to play , But, push and push, the iron door is locked!

He kicked angrily and went back.

"Children? Are you there?"

Xiaobai was helpless, wandering around the academy alone, shouting as he walked, although he knew that there were no other children in the academy besides her at the moment, but what if there were, if one came out of the ground.

Not a single melon can be found, Xiaobai picked up a football and played it alone.

The football gurgles and rolls to the feet of Zhang Tan, who is walking, and the two of them stare at each other.

Do you want to kick back?

Zhang Tan couldn't have the same knowledge as a child, so he smiled at her, and in exchange for a blank eye, he didn't care, and skillfully turned the football upside down and kicked it back.

Xiaobai looked a little surprised, maybe he didn't expect the fart to be black twice.

When she saw the football flying over, she also wanted to show her foot, hey, and shouted: "Look at my jiojio~~"

She flew out with a forceful kick, ready to kick the football high, but she kicked it in the air and flew out of her small shoes. Moreover, the leaked football hit her broad brain, and she fell to the ground with a squeak.

Zhang Tan was stunned, and Lao Li, who secretly returned to his post, was also surprised.

Old Li pretended not to see it, and continued to look at the phone, Zhang Tan also quickly left the scene of the incident, so it was better not to be touched.

Can't blame him.

He may be incompatible with Xiaobai's shoes, causing disputes everywhere.

Zhang Tan, who had successfully returned to the room, looked back specially, but did not see Xiao Bai, but there was a humming sound from the yard downstairs. Standing on the balcony and looking down, he saw Xiao Bai chasing soccer balls in the yard. , very fierce, full of energy, seems to be venting his breath towards football.

Not long after, other children came one after another, joined Xiaobai's team, and soon became a group of children, jokingly chasing football.

At this moment, Zhang Tan's cell phone on the desk rang. He picked it up and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.

"Hello, where are you?"

"Is that Zhang Tan? I'm from the Human Resources Department of Pujiang Film Studio..."

(End of this chapter)