I’m Almost Losing to a Muggle

　　 Du Qixi is gone.

　　 did not stay to eat or sleep in their dormitory.

　　 He took away a picture of the little monk, but he didn’t take the picture of the monkey.

　　 is ugly.

　　 also took away Xiao Peng and his producer Huang Xiaoyong.

　　 Lin Dong wants to see them tomorrow.

　　 On the way, Du Qixi also chatted with them.

　　 "The one who can really call the shots is our President Lin. I am not too clear about his purpose of looking for you, but there is a high probability that he will invest in your project."

　　 "Thank you, Director Du!"

　　 Xiao Peng held Du Qixi's hand, extremely excited.

　　 Three points are left for every person who speaks. Since Director Du said that it is a high probability, he is basically the same.

　　 "What kind of person Lin is always like, Director Du, can you tell me more easily?"

　　 asked Huang Xiaoyong, the executive producer of this project.

　　 He hopes to get to know this President Lin in advance, so that when we talk tomorrow, we can win the support of this President Lin with a greater probability.

　　 "He, he prefers people with dreams, he is more generous, he likes to eat, he doesn't like others to lie to him and cheat him..."

　　 "Do we count as having a dream?" Huang Xiaoyong is also not sure.

　　 "Forget it, it counts, if you don't count it, who has the face to talk about dreams."

　　 Du Qixi was moved.

　　 If he was not moved, he would go back by himself.

　　 Tomorrow, you will follow the address by yourself, and how will love pass?

　　 He hasn't seen anyone, poor, handicapped, and someone who won't live long.

　　 But birth, old age, sickness and death, the gap between the rich and the poor, what can't be seen.

　　 It’s just that they can be like Xiao Peng.

　　 A group of people stayed in three small bungalows. One was a studio and the other was a dormitory. The kitchen was a wooden shed at the entrance.

　　 is simply unique.

　　 The key is that this group of people has been insisting on it for several years.

　　 It is said that the director Xiao Peng has even borrowed money from his wife, parents and even father-in-law.

　　 What does this mean?

　　 There is no money at home, and he has borrowed everything he can borrow. He can only let his wife, parents, and parents-in-law go outside to borrow money.

　　 is crazy.

　　 "I hope Brother Qixi can help us say a few more words."

　　 Huang Xiaoyong smiled flattery and flattered.

　　 It's not that he is cheap.

　　 It's not that he is inferior.

　　 But he has no choice.

　　 No one can help them, they are really desperate.

　　 Xiao Peng has been getting lower and deeper in the past few months, saying that he doesn't want to delay these children, and wants to let them pursue the life they should pursue.

　　 He is on the verge of giving up frequently.

　　 "Don't, I am after 90, I can't afford to call you brother."

　　 Du Qixi hated it.

　　 I changed my business card when I went back and printed a few words under the name.

　　 Du Qixi, born in 1990.

　　 "Ahem, Teacher Du."

　　 "Just call me Qixi, don't worry, I will help you."

　　 When I got to the company, it was almost eleven o'clock.

　　 Du Qixi took them to the hotel.

　　 They were surprised that the address of Kleist Cultural Media was here.

　　 What was even more surprised was that Du Qixi actually took them to stay with five stars.

　　 You can cover their rent for half a year in one night.

　　 They repeatedly declined, saying that it was enough to sleep in the car, so they could make do with all night.

　　 Seeing how they say they disagree to stay in the hotel.

　　 Du Qixi had to take them back to the apartment the company rented for him.

　　 One bedroom and one hall, with a total area of ​​115 square meters.

　　 Let the two of them sleep in the living room.

　　 Alas, what is this all about.

　　 It doesn't matter if you can't find a monkey in life, and actually takes the two men home.

　　 The next day, Du Qixi took the two of them along when he went to work.

　　 Each pair of panda eyes.

　　 I guess it's not that the sofa where Du Qixi lives is uncomfortable, but that he is nervous and agitated, and can't close his eyes at all.

　　 Lin Dong is holding a big bag of buns in one hand and a cup of soy milk in the other hand.

　　 Eat while walking.

　　 The security guard downstairs is no surprise, and has given the greatest tolerance to this little star who frequently haunts here.

　　 Every time I see him, I have to feel that this product is too edible.

　　 "Shuo, make me a glass of watermelon milk, I drank soy milk, I am choking to death."

　　 Lin Dong joined the company while continuing to eat while letting the bartender work.

　　 I am a bartender.

　　 Even if you let me adjust the snowflakes, I can bear it.

　　 You let me make juice?

　　 Lin always likes it, so adjust it.

　　 "President Lin, the freshly adjusted milk watermelon juice, the watermelon is fresh 8424 air-shipped from Shanghai, the watermelon vines are still fresh, you can pinch water, milk..."

　　 "Thanks, it tastes good, keep on working hard."

　　 Lin Dong took it over and took a big sip. It was cold and refreshing, and he immediately felt refreshed.

　　 "Mr. Lin, Brother Qixi brought two people to talk in Gryffindor, saying that you can go there after you come." Wang Shuo dropped his shoulders and left with sorrow.

　　 Today is another day without bartending.

　　 Brother Qixi has a business deal, so he stopped drinking.

　　 Three fat brothers were busy looking for some jokesman, spit the king, and did not touch the company all day.

　　 Alas, it seems that I still have to work part-time in a bar.

　　A bartender, the meaning of life cannot be decadent in squeezing juice.

　　 Lin Dong went to Gryffindor after eating the buns, drinking the juice, and then taking a wash.

　　 "Did these two have breakfast?"

"Eat, I took them to eat, this is President Lin, the person in charge of your project, this is the director Xiao Peng, this is the producer of Huang Xiaoyong, I went directly to them yesterday to take the people over... …"

　　 Du Qixi recounted what he had seen there.

　　 Anyone with a discerning eye can tell his inclinations from his words. He admires and sympathizes with this team, and hopes that Lin Dong will vote more or less for the sake of his old face.

　　 Lin Dong ignored him.

　　 If I don’t agree, I will ask you to find them what to do.

　　 "Is this kid the protagonist?" Lin Dong asked with the painting Du Qixi showed him.

　　 "Yes. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" Xiao Peng nodded.

　　 "You are in Fangshan, what about your house?"

　　 "My family is in Tongzhou, Fangshan has a good environment and the rent is cheap."

　　 "That's pretty far, do you go home every day?"

　　 "How can I take the bus back once a week to see my wife and children, most of the time in the studio."

　　 "Everyone in your family supports you in doing this?"

　　 "Well, I used to support it, but later I hope I can come back to teach at university or do other jobs. Some animators who left my job either went to other companies or set up their own studios. They were all pretty good."

　　 "It seems that you are all very passionate."

"Passion?" Xiao Peng didn't know what Lin Dong wanted to say or what attitude, so he could only say honestly: "Actually, after a few years, the few people left are not the most passionate of the original group. The most creative desire, but it happens that they stayed."

　　 "I don't quite understand it. I thought you were doing animations by passion and persistence in your dreams."

"Film is more a process of realization than a process of passion release. The passion may end in a few months, but if you really want to do something, you must suppress all your excitement and impatience, and you have to think about how to complete it. ."

　　 Lin Dong just chatted with them a few words.

　　 then suddenly asked: "Your protagonist is a child. I heard that the main reason why domestic animation has been suppressed by imported animation is that our animation is too low and young. What do you think?".

　　Infant?

　　 Xiao Peng and Huang Xiaoyong were suddenly panicked.