Chapter 76

Time seems to be forbidden, and all actions stop in the air.

Han Mo was stunned, and then his eyes fell on pangxie.

Zhang Mingli swallowed his saliva and looked at pangxie with a confused face.

Meng Si was stunned, then bowed his head, coughed twice, picked up his handkerchief and gently wiped the corners of his mouth.

Little Pang sat still and waited for a while before raising his hand and wiping his face.

Zhang Mingli quickly handed him the tissue paper. Pang Xie didn't look at Zhang Mingli. He just took the paper and turned directly to Han mo.

"Brother Han, are you... Royal horse, knight?" Xiao Pang wiped his face carelessly, and couldn't care about the ticking coffee. If this affirmative answer didn't come out of Han Mo's mouth, Pang Xie's heart couldn't be steady.

Meng Si also looked up at Han mo.

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

Perhaps because of his character, Han Mo didn't deliberately want to hide it. At first, he just wanted to write fairy tales under the name of Royal Horse knight. He didn't think it necessary to tell them. He didn't know that Meng Si would meet Zhang Mingli with Xiao Pang today, and the purpose was to find him.

Under the gaze of two pairs of expectant eyes, Han Mo said calmly, "well," I'm the Royal Horse knight. "

Hearing this sentence, Pang Xie, who had been sitting tight, suddenly relaxed, dried his face, took out a black notebook from his bag, pretended to be calm and said with a simple smile, "brother Han, can you sign for me?"

"Smelly boy, you are the knight of the Royal horse. If you didn't say it earlier, I'd have to look for you in such a big circle." Meng Si rolled his eyes, and then saw Xiao Pang push his notebook to Han Mo, "come on, come on, sign what name, you go back to the company. It's important to find the Royal Knight today. "

"Xiao Mo, I want to buy the film copyright of the journey around the dream." Meng Si said with a smile. He was worried about how to convince him if the Royal knight was a difficult guy. Now, it's all his own people. Han Mo will definitely sell it.

Han Mo thought for a moment and asked seriously, "movie copyright, do you want to make a live action movie?"

Meng Si nodded affirmatively and looked very proud. He didn't expect this thing to go so smoothly. He determined that the copyright of Han Mo's film was not sold to others and must still be in his hand.

"No." Han Mo is resolute.

no way? Meng Siqian thought for a long time. Unexpectedly, Han Mo said no.

Originally, he was still in a comfortable position on the sofa and immediately sat up straight, "little Mo Mo, have you rebelled?"

Han Mo said no, not that he didn't sell it to Meng Si, but that he thought it was impossible to make a real-life film. The story was released in animation in the original world, and only when it was made into animation can it fully show its three-dimensional sense. If many backgrounds were made into real people, the reuse special effects would be hot eyes.

The animation is different. There is more imagination space, and Han Mo has seen the animation. Now he still clearly remembers the characters and details with strong sense of picture. Maybe Han Mo has strong ability to remember the picture because he has this specialty.

Meng Si's eyes stared round and waited for Han Mo to say, "don't you sell it to me? Huh? ".

"It's not for sale. It can't be made into a live action version. If it's going to be made into a film, I hope the journey to the dream ring is in the form of animation."

Animation?

Animation

Move, draw!

At that time, the other three people present looked at Han Mo together. With an incredible look, they suspected that they had heard wrong.

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

In this world, in Z country, there is no animated film. Generally, most adults go to the cinema. If it is an animated film, how many adults are willing to buy tickets, even to take their children to see it, the number is very small.

Munce was lost in thought.

Xiao Pang stared at Han Mo, admiring and shocked by his suggestions.

Han Mo looked at the time and it was time to pick up Xuanxuan from school. It was estimated that there was no result to discuss today. "I have something else to do. Let's go first."

Meng Si was thinking about the animation. When he saw Han Mo go, he stood up and said, "I'll go too."

"I have to record a program in the evening. Let's go together."

Both of them followed Han Mo out of the cafe one by one.

In the blink of an eye, Pang Xie was the only one left on the small round table. Before he knew what had happened, everyone left. He sighed softly and quietly put away his notebook. Suddenly, he said to himself, "you can go to the company tomorrow to find brother Han for signature."

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After dinner

Han Mo has just cleaned up from the kitchen. It's strange that the little guy who always chatters around him plays quietly in the living room.

When he came out of the kitchen, he saw Xuanxuan's small figure standing at the table, holding a piece of drawing paper in his hand, tiptoe on his little feet, and his other hand reached the picture album deep in the table.

Han Mo quietly walked behind the little guy, gently picked up Xuanxuan and put her in the chair next to the desk. He stretched out his hand and took the picture book.

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

The little guy nodded hard, and her big eyes were full of expectation. The sheet of drawing paper in her hand was a draft made by Han mo before. It was not completely finished, which had fascinated Xuanxuan.

Xuanxuan opened her father's picture book, and her black eyes twinkled like stars, "ouwa ~ dad, you're great."

The 50 square picture album is a little thick. It's all the people's drawings Han Mo painted for the journey to the dream seeking ring these two days, as well as the illustrations of the main scenes. It's basically completed. Some small places need to be deliberated again and can be done in the evening.

The little guy listened to the story told by his father. At the moment, he was completely attracted by the picture. He looked at it page by page, with a surprised smile on his mouth. Almost every time he opened a page, the little guy would give a "wow Doll" praise.

Until Pangpang's little hand turned to the last page, Xuanxuan was a little lost and whispered, "no more."

Suddenly the little guy raised his chin and looked at his father, "Dad, can Xuanxuan learn painting from you?"

Han Mo squatted down beside Xuanxuan, picked up his fingers and swept the little guy's upturned nose, "of course."

He took another chair and put it next to Xuanxuan. Then he prepared blank paper and brush before he sat down.

Xuanxuan pointed to the dog in the picture book, "Dad, I want to draw a dog."

Little guys used to doodle. Han Mo has seen the paintings. They basically painted colors in the already painted outline or painted casually. If you want to learn, you should start with the basic composition, but the children are too young and painted for fun. Han Mo didn't want to be too demanding.

"OK, let's start with the dog." The puppy in the album looked more complex. Han Mo was afraid that the child could not imitate it, so he outlined a simple puppy image on the blank drawing paper.

The little guy looked at his father's painting very seriously. He held the brush in his small hand and followed suit.

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

Xuanxuan raised the paper and smiled, "Dad, is the puppy I painted cute?"

Han Mo looked at the "puppy" for a long time. His brain was looking for words to encourage his children and wanted to find a little guy to praise. But what did he think? The drawing paper was just a combination of two polygons and several lines. As for the dog

Han Mo Chong fondled Xuanxuan's head and took the paper. "Xuanxuan painted an abstract dog. It's great."

Xuanxuan blinked happily. "Is the abstract school very powerful?"

"Of course, abstractionists are masters of painting."

The little guy's pink face blossomed happily, "Wow, I ~ Xuanxuan will continue to practice painting and be a master in the future."