Another World Under My Pen

It was almost noon when Sun Peng and his family became lively.

One by one, the beautifully dressed children, holding the gifts they prepared for Sun Wenyao, began to come. Their parents are either Sun Peng or Zheng Jia’s relatives, or Zheng Jia’s hard-core girlfriends, the kind who usually play together, filling the living room on the first floor at eleven.

In the urban area of ​​Beijing, Sun Peng's new home is large enough.

There are three floors above ground and one underground, covering an area of ​​nearly 300 square meters. There is also a small courtyard that is not too big, which is more than one hundred square meters—it’s certainly not comparable to those real mansions that have so many bedrooms and bathrooms, but considering its location and the population of Sun Peng’s family, It is the most suitable house for them.

If you want to live in a bigger house, you have to run to the outskirts of the city.

Neither Zheng Jia nor Sun Peng wanted to move out. Zheng Jia considers his work and Sun Wenyao's education, while Sun Peng likes places where "popularity" is more prosperous, so the green mountains and rivers that others yearn for do not have the slightest attraction or temptation to him...

In such a big house, the living room on the first floor is naturally not small.

But for more than a dozen bear children, let alone a big living room, even if the entire house is handed over to them, it is not enough. So before the big cake Zheng Jia prepared for the children appeared on the stage, the little guy had already turned the first floor into their playground. No matter where the adults were hiding, they could hear their screams and laughter, and then watch. With them whizzing by!

In this regard, Sun Peng said that he has a headache.

He is not the kind of person who likes children, that is to say to his daughter... Maybe you can add the little girl from the lobby sister's house, only when you are facing them can you have some patience. Now the dozen or so children were yelling and jumping, and Sun Peng felt that his brain was going to be shaken by them.

So after a stiff smile on his face lasted for ten minutes, Sun Peng finally couldn't help but said, "Brother-in-law, or let's go up to the second floor to talk?"

"Okay, go!"

Zhao Jinxiang also had a headache facing the noisy situation, and of course he would not object to Sun Peng's proposal. But as soon as the two moved their feet, a little girl followed him: "Dad, uncle, I will go too!"

"Uh, what are you going to do?"

Unable to squeeze the round smiling face of niece Zhao Jingjing, Sun Peng said happily, "We adults are going up to talk about things. You are a child at home. Why don't you stay downstairs and play with the children?"

"Yeah...Uncle, I'm not allowed to pinch my face!"

With a slap on Sun Peng's hand, the little girl jumped up like Mao Mao: "And I'm nine years old. I'm already an adult! I'm not a kid, so don't play with them!"

After saying these words, Zhao Jingjing looked proud.

"..."

After a shock, Sun Peng and Zhao Jinxiang looked at each other, then burst into laughter at the same time: "Hahaha..."

Nine years old?

Already an adult at the age of nine?

The two of them were naturally angry with this attitude, Zhao Jingjing's face flushed, and her teeth and claws repeatedly cried out: "No laugh! No laugh! You guys are not allowed..."

Seeing that their niece was about to cry in anger, Sun Peng and the others quickly closed their mouths.

Looking at Zhao Jingjing, who was eager to tears, the two big men also had a headache. Fortunately, Sun Peng was clever, and quickly rolled his eyes and said, "Well, baby, uncle teaches you a little game, you take your brother Sisters, can you play together?"

Two adults go upstairs to chat, what's the matter with an eight or nine-year-old child by his side?

Just seeing these little things in the house, Sun Peng also remembered a game he played when he was a child in his previous life. If so many children play together, it should take a lot of time.

"Game? What game?"

After listening to Sun Peng's words, Zhao Jingjing's expression suddenly changed slightly. Even if you look down on the little ones in the house, to be honest, Zhao Jingjing is only an eight or nine-year-old child after all. Why doesn't she like playing games? And look at how many six or seven-year-old children who seem to be able to try to play together?

"A very simple, but also fun game."

Seeing his niece's curious look, Sun Peng couldn't help squeezing her fat little face again, and said with a smile: "And it's especially suitable for girls to play with, the name is called Diu Handkerchief..."

...

"Throw it, throw it, throw the handkerchief, and put it quietly behind the kids..."

When a dozen children occupied the very center of the living room and began to play the game of throwing the handkerchief enthusiastically, Sun Peng and Zhao Jinxiang had already arrived on the second floor. However, Lao Zhao's attention has been staying on the game just now, and he repeatedly admired: "Awesome Xiaopeng, didn't you just write the nursery rhyme for throwing the handkerchief just now? Although it is extremely simple, but it is very good. Mouth...tsk, a few children learned it after learning twice, this is amazing!"

It is not difficult to write a nursery rhyme, but the difficulty is that it is simple and nice, and it also meets the characteristics of children.

Moreover, Zhao Jinxiang didn't believe that Sun Peng would have written a song like "Throw the Handkerchief" in advance, and just took it out. So there is only one possibility, that is to coax his niece, this guy just wrote a temporary song!

"Ha ha."

Seeing his brother-in-law looked surprised, Sun Peng twitched the corners of his mouth, and said with a dry smile: "Brother-in-law, it's just a nursery rhyme...How are you doing? I heard that the company was acquired?"

"Uh... yes."

After a daze, Zhao Jinxiang smiled and nodded: "But it can't be regarded as an acquisition. To be precise, it should be a merger. The merger of Black Panther and our company! Now I have 24% of the shares in Black Panther Pictures. It is the second largest shareholder."

"Haha, congratulations."

After listening to Zhao's words, Sun Peng quickly said two congratulations.

Although it is not comparable to the Big Four, Black Panther Pictures is considered a mid-level film and television company in China. Being able to become its second largest shareholder also shows that Zhao Jinxiang has a firm foothold in the film and television industry.

But thinking about it carefully, Zhao's company is also powerful.

Although "Super Detective" is over long ago, "Criminal Minds" and "Lonely Gourmet" are still alive. Even if "Criminal Minds" is now downhill, the click rate of "Lonely Gourmet" is also fluctuating, but this series that has accumulated countless fans is the most valuable. What's more, with the big tree Sun Peng, Zhao has also filmed several martial arts TV series?

So Black Panther Pictures gave 25% of the shares, which is really not a loss!

After chatting with Zhao Jinxiang for more than half an hour, Sun Peng didn't say anything about writing a script for Black Panther Pictures, nor did Lao Zhao mention it. Everyone knows that at the point where Sun Peng is now, he is basically cooperating with the Big Four. Even if small and medium-sized companies are afraid of movies, they can only find the Big Four to help distribute it, which is meaningless.

So I waited until Zhao Jingjing came up with sweat profusely and told them to eat cakes, but everyone did not mention it in tacit understanding.

Sun Peng was quite happy about this. After all, he was afraid that they could not do well, but if Zhao Jinxiang really spoke, he would not be embarrassed to refuse, so it would be better for everyone to maintain a tacit understanding like this.

But when everyone happily sang the birthday song to Sun Wenyao and cut the cake to eat, Sun Peng felt a sudden change, because Zheng Jia, who had just taken a bite, suddenly changed his face and kept rushing towards him. To the bathroom...

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