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January 2, morning.

Zhang Li, who hadn't slept all night, woke up again and touched the electronic watch next to his pillow at half past six.

Closed his eyes, propped himself up weakly, turned his head to look, empty beside.

Ok?

She put on her clothes, gathered her hair, and gently opened the door. The cold wind knife pours in early in the morning, and she was full of excitement.

I thought Xiaoxu had gone to the toilet. As a result, the kitchen was lit and two figures were busy.

"Yeah, woke up? Just when the water is boiling, come wash your face."

"What are you doing?"

"Waiting for you!"

Xiao Xu hit a pot of water and even squeezed the toothpaste. Zhang Li panicked and hurried over, "Are you two all right?"

"Don't you go to work on the first day, you have to say yes."

Xu Fei chopsticks stir in the pot, fragrant and hot, the only cooking skill, below.

"..."

She pursed her lips and went to wash her face and brush her teeth. The noodles will be okay when I come back, add a little green onion, drizzle with small sesame oil, and add three eggs.

Counting nine cold winters, folding the fingers.

Inside and outside the door, three people sat in the kitchen, slurping and eating noodles. The lights were dim, and the cats and dogs were lying on their feet, rubbing the residual temperature of the fire.

After breakfast, Zhang Li put on that special coat, stepped on the shoes sent by Xiao Xu and pushed out the cart.

"You are fine, don't worry us."

"Buy whatever you want to eat at noon, don't be reluctant to spend money."

The two goods were sent to each other within ten miles, and the heart was filled with tears.

"Are you sending me or are you angry?"

Zhang Li rolled his eyes, got on the bus and walked away, and then turned around again. The special lady's was gone.

In 1983, the CCTV TV Drama Department, the TV Art Committee Recording Department, and the China Radio and Television Corps TV Drama Group merged to form the China TV Drama Production Center, which is a direct bureau-level unit directly under the Radio and Television Department.

Here is a correction. In 2009, the production center reformed and changed before returning to CCTV management.

Not far away, near Guanganmen. Around eight o'clock, Zhang Li rushed to the unit and ran into Dongfang Wenying at the door. The two received a work card, met the leader, and later worked in the production office.

In fact, the environment is okay. Dai Linfeng, Ruan Ruolin, Ren Dahui, Wang Fulin and others are all here. They are not rusty. The key is to do nothing.

Attended a meeting, met and met colleagues, and then sat down. The two of them had a big table, their eyes widened.

"Yo, Baochai is here? Tanchun is also here?"

At more than nine o'clock, an old gentleman came in and waved his hand with a smile.

"Hello."

The two didn't know each other and got up quickly.

"Sit and sit."

The old man greeted him, went straight to the kettle, poured a large pot of tea, took a newspaper, and sat down in his place.

"..."

Zhang Li blinked and whispered: "Oriental, why haven't I seen anyone work? I'm idle."

"The work is outside, we are considered clerical."

"That won't work!"

"Go, ask Director Ruan."

"The Dream of Red Mansions" came out this way. I have seen many leaders, and even the national ones have chatted. The two ran to the director's office and told them what they meant.

Ruan Ruolin supported her glasses and said: "You just came, you are not familiar with anything, first adapt to a paragraph. Besides, there is no work for you now."

Can't help, and ran back again.

Zhang Li had to drink tea, read the newspaper, and unknowingly at noon, a group of people went to the cafeteria politely.

In the afternoon the old man was still squinting on the sofa, waking up and chatting again.

Until the evening off work, she felt wasted a day, did nothing, discharged from the hospital happened to see Wang Fulin in front, quickly chased, "Director Wang!"

"Oh, Baochai, do you still adapt here?"

Wang Fulin's hair is already white, not as spirited as before.

"I'm not used to doing anything."

"This is the center, there are a lot of staff, you are just getting started, just get used to it."

"But it's too quiet. There is an old gentleman in our house. I read the newspaper for a day and drank the tea for a day."

"Oh, it's all retired, don't pay attention."

The two rode bicycles, and Zhang Li forcibly went along the road, asking: "Then why are you idle, not preparing for a new work?"

"Originally," Dream of Red Mansions "was filmed, and we plan to start" The Romance of the Three Kingdoms ". As a result, we are filming the Three Kingdoms everywhere.

"Say something?"

"Xiaozhuang, do you know?"

"The Qing Dynasty?"

"Yes, just telling her story. Expect to start shooting in the second half of the year."

"In the second half ..."

Zhang Li came to exercise, but did not want to waste, asked: "Is there a TV series that started in the first half of the year?"

"Uh, there is an eight-episode" Green Shade ", which talks about education reform. There is also a" 16-year-old flower season "in cooperation with Shanghai TV, which talks about early love among middle school students.

Wang Fulin looked at her and said, "If you want to learn something, both themes and scripts are good. Talk to Director Ruan, run errands, and remember the camera."

"Well, thank you, Director Wang!"

…………

Zhang Li's work has a huge impact on the small courtyard, because no one cooks.

Xu Fei is a rookie. Zhang Guiqin closes very late. Shen Lin can do it when she is not working, and she can't do anything. Only Chen Xiaoxu was at home, but he was also a chicken.

Changes in lifestyle habits make everyone panic, and finally can only be solved with noodles.

After the meal, Xu Fei entered the West Chamber and opened his mouth: "Let's ask a babysitter?"

"What are you doing?"

"Cooking!"

"No, I will go to the vegetable market after work, so I can buy vegetables." Zhang Li said.

"That won't work. You're tired from work for a day. When you come back and cook, it's not as easy as some people ..."

He glanced.

"What do you think of me? I dare to make it, do you dare to eat it?" Chen Xiaoxu was straight.

"Then, dare not eat ... forget to say this, how are you today?"

"It doesn't feel very good, it's completely different from your unit."

Zhang Li told the news again and again, very depressed.

Xu Fei said with a smile: "You are a big stall. We have only 30 people who merged several units. Don't worry, take your time."

"I understand that it's okay to take it slowly, that is, I'm always idle for a day. I heard Wang Dao say that in the first half of the year there are two dramas," Green Shade "and" 16-year-old Flower Season ", and I want to participate."

Yo!

He is familiar with Hua Ji, Bai Xue, Chen Feier, Ouyang Yanyan and Han Xiaole, as well as the narration in the opening title of No. 2:

"Do you think this is a story? Then you are wrong, do you think this is life? Then I am wrong. This is a synthesis of the experience of hundreds of children, a song weaving, a poem, a dream ..."

Teacher Xu thought again.

Zhang Li's temperament is steady, he learns the attributes of the bully, is delicate and thoughtful, and is naturally suitable for the overall planning behind the scenes. If you hone well in the production center, you will be able to achieve success.

Even if you do n’t speculate, you can still glow, and it ’s more valuable.

Earning money ... He looked at Xiao Xu again.

(It's still thirty degrees since September. Where can I get some reason?)