Zhang Tan spent two days outside of work and finally finished the video analyzing "The Chaser".

The entire video was more than an hour long at first, but after editing, it was compressed to 20 minutes.

All videos produced in the future must be no longer than 25 minutes. In today’s fast-paced world, no one will watch videos that are too long.

"This is the first time I've done it. It took a little longer. I should be able to finish one in 2-3 days in the future."

Zhang Tan summarized the experience of making this video. It took 4 nights. After getting familiar with the process, it should be completed in 2-3 days.

Clicking on the short video, Zhang Tan watched it again, confirmed that there was no need for additional modifications, and uploaded it to the Xilili video website.

As soon as the video was uploaded, Zhang Tan couldn't help but click on it to view various data.

It has two views, well, it’s all my own contribution.

The number of comments is zero.

The number of likes is one, which is also contributed by myself. Alas, an account can only like once.

The number of collections is also one, which is also contributed by myself.

The number of shares is zero.

The number of coins inserted is also zero.

Everyone has a common problem of eager to be praised. The video he just uploaded wants to be widely recognized by the public. For half an hour, Zhang Tan did nothing but kept refreshing the data, watching the number of comments increase from zero to 5

.

"My little brother's voice is so warm."

The content of the first comment was very encouraging. Zhang Tan silently liked the user named "Meiah Meiah", imagining that behind this comment there must be a very well-behaved and gentle girl.

The second comment is not very good.

"Guest, official, please come in~"

The same goes for Article 3.

"Zhuang Hanfa has no limit to his strength, poke me~"

Zhang Tan endured the pain and deleted these two items and looked at the fourth item.

"I want to go to the balcony at night."

Not sure, is this driving? On the balcony, looking at the stars? Looking at the moon? The world is very simple for simple people.

Zhang Tan deleted it anyway, he is not a simple person.

The fifth article is also a spam comment and an advertisement.

Zhang Tan felt tired, who are these people!

He closed the webpage, out of sight and out of mind.

A second ago, I was full of pride and ambition, and now I just hope that a few people will like it, and I don’t dare to expect too much.

He found another movie, clicked on it, and settled on the sofa.

The life he lived in time back was really lonely. It wasn't that no one asked him to play with him during this time, but they were all friends from the past and couldn't get along with him now.

Strictly speaking, these people were not his friends, and they could not hang out together or urinate together, especially since the original Zhang Tan was a second-generation ancestor, and the various people he interacted with did not look serious.

Because he has no friends, Zhang Tan gets off work on time every day, goes back to school, buys groceries and cooks, as if he is a family and has someone checking in, and he is more self-disciplined than a strict wife.

In this regard, his spare time life is not even comparable to that of the doorman Lao Li.

After work, Lao Li often went to the village to brag with old men and women, play chess, and dance a few square dances. In fact, what he was best at was social dancing, but the old men wouldn't let their wives dance with him.

As soon as the movie started, Zhang Tan couldn't help but analyze the plot with a professional eye. One moment he despised the protagonist for being brainless, and the next second he felt secretly happy.

As the saying goes, heartless but full of flavor.

If a person's needs are pure, then his happiness will also be pure.

Zhang Tan usually watched the movie, which was full of body parts, but he enjoyed it today until someone knocked on the door.

At this point, he thought it was Xiaobai again, so he didn't get up and said: "Please come in, the door is unlocked."

The door was pushed open, and Aunt Huang was standing outside.

"Are you watching a movie?"

"Ah? Aunt Huang." Zhang Tan paused the movie, stood up and asked her to come in.

"I won't come in. I just want to tell you something. Come to my house for dinner tomorrow at noon. Xiaoberry is coming back."

"Oh, good, she's been on a business trip for a long time."

"That's right, their company is really worried about letting a girl go to Guangdong to stay alone for more than half a month, with food and accommodation in a hotel. There was news a while ago that a girl lived in

I was almost dragged away by a stranger in a hotel in broad daylight, it’s scary to think about it.”

Aunt Huang seems to have a lot of complaints about Xiaoberry's company.

Zhang Tan patiently listened to her nagging for a while and then sent her away.

Just as I was about to close the door, I heard Aunt Huang talking to someone when she came downstairs.

Zhang Tan listened for a while and realized it was Xiaobai.

Xiaobai wanted to come to his place, but he bumped into Aunt Huang in the corridor and was escorted back.

Unlucky little white children’s shoes!

He closed the door, sat down on the sofa again, and continued watching the unfinished movie.

He thought briefly about Xiaobai. He was an indomitable child. Although she was unlucky and bumped into the principal's aunt on the first trip, there was still a second trip! She avoided Teacher Xiaoliu's care, rubbed and rubbed, and slipped away again.

Arriving at the door of Zhang Tan's house, he knocked on the door.

Zhang Tan opened the door and saw this child holding a glass bottle, holding his little head high and saying hello with a smile: "Uncle, Xiaobai comes to your house to sit down, are you welcome?"

You asked that, what else can I say, don’t hit the smiling person with your hand.

"Welcome, welcome, warm welcome."

If he knew that Xiaobai told her aunt that he was amazing, he wonders whether he would be so enthusiastic.

Xiaobai was very happy and handed the glass bottle to him: "Look at my bottle, I caught a cockroach in the grass."

Zhang Tan was confused and half-understood by the soft and cute Trump.

"You come in first." Zhang Tan asked her to come in.

Xiaobai took off his shoes and stopped at the door without coming in.

"Uncle, have you drank?"

"……No."

"You are so good."

After complimenting him, he glanced around at the shoe rack by the door and asked, "Who is my child?"

"What?" Zhang Tan couldn't help but also said Trump.

"My child, my child."

Zhang Tan frowned and thought, where did you, a 4 and a half year old little carrot head, come from? Then he saw her pointing at the shoes and suddenly remembered that in Sichuan dialect, shoes are children.

Zhang Tan was amused and speechless. He found her little shoes from the shoe cabinet, put them at her feet and said, "I washed them, so I put them away."

"I want it."

Zhang Tan closed the door, asked her to sit down, and brought out the fruit snacks.

Xiaobai licked his lips quickly and curiously asked him why there were so many delicious foods every time he came here. When he learned that they were always available at home, he immediately said with great envy: "You love yourself so much, buy yourself so many delicious foods."

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Zhang Tan: "..."

Xiaobai wanted to eat but was polite and handed the glass bottle he was holding to Zhang Tan.

"Uncle, look, what I caught in the grass is called a chicken."

Zhang Tan didn't understand what it meant, but he saw a black cricket in the glass bottle.

"Is this the cricket you caught?"

Xiaobai said proudly: "This is my strength, I can show it to you."

Do you want to climb a tree again? Zhang Tan asked her to believe it. He absolutely believed that this was her strength, so there was no need to perform.

A performance of catching crickets? If you let it out, this little thing will disappear as soon as it jumps. From now on, it will settle down in my house and give birth to cubs, and it will live here forever.

Xiaobai enthusiastically introduced to him the power of this chicken called Chicken, saying that it was the king of the grass and was extremely powerful.

She is like a little salesperson.

Do you want to sell me crickets? Do I still look like a second-generation ancestor? Zhang Tan thought to himself, and suddenly heard another knock on the door. Xiaobai who was talking immediately stopped and raised his head to look at him.

Zhang Tan asked: "Who is it?"
To be continued...