Almighty Star Daddy

Time seemed to be forbidden, and all movements stopped in the air.

Han Mo was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes fell on Pang Xie.

Zhang Mingli swallowed his saliva and looked at Pang Xie dumbfounded.

Meng Si's eyes froze, then lowered his head, coughed twice, picked up the handkerchief and gently wiped the corner of his mouth.

Xiao Pang sat for a while, and then he raised his hand and wiped his face with force.

Zhang Mingli hurriedly handed him the facial tissue, Pang Xie didn't look at Zhang Mingli, just took the paper blankly, and turned directly to Han Mo.

"Brother Han, are you... a royal horse, a knight?" Xiao Pang wiped his face indiscriminately, not caring about the tickling coffee. The affirmative answer did not come out of Han Mo's mouth, Pang said. Thanks for the heart can not be steady.

Meng Si also raised his head and looked at Han Mo.

Zhang Mingli was a little embarrassed, he didn't speak, his eyes shifted back and forth from the three people in front of him.

Maybe because of his personality, Han Mo didn't want to hide it on purpose. At first, he just wanted to write a fairy tale with the name Royal Horse Rider. He didn't think it was necessary to tell them, so he didn't say it. He didn't know that Meng Si would be able to do it today. Take Xiao Pang to meet Zhang Mingli, and the purpose is to find him.

Under the gaze of two pairs of expectant eyes, Han Mo said indifferently "Yeah", "I am a knight on a horse."

Hearing this sentence, Pang Xie, who had been sitting tensely, suddenly relaxed, hurriedly wiped his face, took out a black notebook from his bag, and pretended to be calm and smiled, "Brother Han, can you sign my autograph for me? "

"Stinky boy, you are the knight on horseback. You didn't tell me sooner, which made me look for you in such a big circle." Meng Si rolled his eyes, and then saw Xiao Pang pushing the notebook in his hand towards Han Mo, "Okay, Come on, what's your signature? Go back to the company and talk to the company. It's business to find the Royal Horse Knight today."

"Xiao Momo, I want to buy the movie rights of "Dream Hunter". Meng Si said with a smile. Originally, he was worried about how he would convince him if the knight on the horse was a difficult guy to deal with. My family, Han Mo will definitely sell it.

Han Mo thought for a moment and asked earnestly, "Movie copyright, do you want to make it into a live-action movie?"

Meng Si nodded affirmatively, with a very proud expression. He didn't expect this to go so smoothly. He was sure that the copyright of Han Mo's film was not sold to others and must still be in his hands.

"No." Han Mo was firm.

no? Meng Si thought about it for a long time, but he never thought that Han Mo would say no.

Originally, he was still leaning on the sofa chair in a comfortable position, and he sat upright in an instant, "Xiao Momo, are you rebelling?"

What Han Mo said was not good. It was not that he would not sell it to Meng Si, but that he felt that it would not be good to make a live-action movie. In the original world, this story was filmed and released as an animation, and it was also made into an animation to fully demonstrate its three-dimensional effect. The re-use special effects that are made into real people are simply eye-catching.

The animation is different, there is more room for imagination, and Han Mo has seen the animation, and now he still clearly remembers those characters and details that have a strong sense of picture, maybe because Han Mo already has this aspect, so right The memory of the picture is very strong.

Meng Si's eyes widened, and he waited for Han Mo to say something cheerful, "You won't sell it to me? Huh?".

"It's not that it's not for sale, it's that it can't be made into a live-action version. If it's going to be made into a movie, I hope "Dream Hunter" will be in the form of animation."

animation?

animation...

Animate, draw!

The other three people who were there for a while looked at Han Mo together, with an unbelievable look, they suspected that they had heard it wrong.

You must know that when Meng Si said that he wanted to buy the film copyright, Zhang Mingli felt that Meng Si was very bold. It must be difficult to make this story into a movie, but Han Mo actually said that it was made into an animation. He couldn't imagine it.

In this world, in country Z, there is no animated movie, not even one,

Generally, most adults go to the cinema. If it is a cartoon, how many adults will be willing to buy tickets, even if it is to take children to see it, the number of people is very small.

Meng Si was lost in thought.

Xiao Pang's eyes were fixed on Han Mo, and he was both adored and shocked by Han Mo's suggestion.

Han Mo looked at the time, it was time to pick up Xuanxuan from school, and he probably couldn't discuss anything today, "I still have something to do, I'll go first."

Meng Si was thinking about adapting it into an animation. When he saw Han Mo leaving, he stood up and said, "I'm leaving too."

"I want to record a show tonight, let's go together."

The two also followed Han Mo out of the cafe one after the other.

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Pang Xie was the only one left on the small round table. Before they could react to what happened, everyone left. He sighed softly and silently put away the notebook. Suddenly his eyes lit up, and he said to himself, "You can go to the company tomorrow to find Brother Han to sign."

......

after dinner

Han Mo had just finished cleaning up from the kitchen, and it was strange that the little guy who was always chatting around him was quietly playing in the living room by himself.

He walked out of the kitchen, but saw Xuan Xuan's little back standing at the table, holding a piece of drawing paper in her hand, standing on tiptoe, while the other hand reached the picture book deep in the table.

Han Mo quietly walked behind the little guy, gently picked up Xuanxuan and placed it in the chair beside the desk, then reached out and took the picture album.

"Xuanxuan wants to see this album?" Han Mo handed the album to her.

The little guy nodded vigorously, her big eyes full of anticipation. The single sheet of drawing paper she was holding was a draft drawn by Han Mo before. It was not completely finished, and Xuanxuan was already fascinated.

Xuanxuan opened her father's picture album, and her inky eyes shone like stars, "Ouwa~ Dad, you're amazing."

The 50-square-meter album is a bit thick. These are the drawings of people drawn by Han Mo for "Dream Hunting Travel Notes" in the past two days, as well as the illustrations of the main scenes. They have basically been completed. can be done.

The little guy heard this story from his father, and now he is accompanied by the pictures, he is completely attracted, he turns page after page, with a surprised smile on the corner of his mouth, almost every time he turns a page, the little guy will say "Wow!" of admiration.

Until her chubby little hand turned to the last page, Xuan Xuan was a little lost and whispered, "No more."

Suddenly the little guy raised his chin and looked at his father, "Dad, can Xuanxuan learn to draw with you?"

Han Mo squatted down beside Xuanxuan, raised his fingers and swept the little guy's upturned nose, "Of course you can."

He moved another chair and placed it beside Xuanxuan, and then sat down after preparing blank drawing paper and brushes.

Xuanxuan pointed to the puppy in the album, "Dad, I want to draw a puppy."

The little guy used to do graffiti, and Han Mo has seen the paintings he painted. Basically, he paints the outlines that have been drawn, or doodles casually. If you want to learn, you should start from the basic composition, but the children are too young, and they are also drawing. It's fun, and Han Mo didn't want to be too demanding.

"Okay, let's start with the puppy." The puppy in the picture book looked complicated. Han Mo was afraid that the child couldn't imitate it, so he sketched a simple puppy image on the blank drawing paper.

The little guy watched his father's painting very seriously, holding a paintbrush in his little hand, and he followed suit.

After a while, the little guy's "puppy" was also painted.

Xuanxuan held up the drawing paper with a cute smile on her face, "Dad, is the puppy I drew cute?"

Han Mo stared at this "puppy" for a long time, looking for words to encourage the child in his brain, and wanted to find a point to praise the little guy. But what he thinks, the drawing paper is just a combination of two polygons and a few lines, as for the dog...

Han Mo fondly touched the top of Xuanxuan's head and took the drawing paper, "Xuanxuan's painting is an abstract dog, it's great."

Xuanxuan blinked her eyes happily, "Is abstraction very powerful?"

"Of course, abstractionists are masters of painting."

The little guy's pink face blossomed with joy, "Wow~ Xuan Xuan will continue to practice painting, and she will also become a master in the future."