But Zhang Tan told her that the short story prepared by Cheng Cheng and the others was really good.

The script was with Xiao Bai, but Zhang Tan didn't have it, but he remembered the story, and after telling it to Tan Jin'er, Tan Jin'er couldn't help but admire it, these kids are really amazing.

When she was so young, she didn't understand anything.

Sure enough, the growing environment is really important.

Like Xiaobai and the others, they are only eight years old, but because they have been exposed to it for a long time, they dare to think and act, and take action as soon as they say they want to make a short film.

Let’s not talk about whether other people have the material conditions. The spirit of daring to try is something that many children don’t have.

"Can I go and have a look tomorrow?" Tan Jin'er asked, while pouring a glass of iced pickled plum juice for Zhang Tan.

"sure."

Zhang Tan took a bite. It was sour, sweet, ice-cold, and tasted very good.

Tan Jin'er said: "I will stay all morning, and I will come back at noon to make lunch for the village chief and others."

Although the village chief and others help voluntarily and do not charge money, they must take care of at least lunch and dinner. This is human nature.

Zhang Tan said: "We will come back at noon. We will have lunch and then go in the afternoon depending on the situation. If it is too hot, it doesn't matter if we go later."

"Yeah." Tan Jin'er said, and then asked: "What have you been thinking about recently?"

Recently, she often saw Zhang Tan typing on the computer in his room, wondering if he was writing a script.

Zhang Tan smiled and said: "I'm writing a script. Xiaobai and the others are working so hard, so I can't be lazy. I can't come to Baijia Village just thinking about having fun."

Tan Jin'er showed a true expression and asked curiously: "What kind of story is it?"

Zhang Tan smiled and said, "Pour me another glass of sour plum juice, and I'll tell you."
Chapter completed!