Entertainment from Divorce

Chapter 1201 Good Poetry

Seeing Chen Jian put down the poem in his hand, Ye Wen smiled and said, "I finally let it go."

Everyone became happy, and Chen Jian hugged and watched for nearly ten minutes.

It's really not polite to hold a poem and read it alone when there are guests.

But for Chen Jian, seeing good poems is even happier than seeing treasures.

He couldn't control himself either.

Chen Jian smiled, looked at Tan Yue, and asked, "Xiao Yue, can I publish this poem at the event we are holding?"

The poems I want are already available. Whether they can be published depends on Tan Yue's opinion.

After all, Tan Yue is the author of this poem.

Chen Jian was able to put down the poem in his hand so quickly precisely because he wanted to ask.

"As long as you can see it, of course I have no problem."

Chen Jian immediately said: "After I carefully read this poem, I think it should be our honor if you agree to let our Poetry Association publish it."

During these ten minutes, he studied it word for word, even the punctuation marks of each sentence.

Although I have loved poetry since I was a child, I am also the honorary president of the Beijing Poetry Association.

But Chen Jian firmly believed that he would never be able to write this kind of poetry.

Not just him, even if you look at the entire Beijing Poetry Association or the people he has come into contact with, you will definitely not be able to find anyone else.

Publishing such an excellent poem from the Beijing Poetry Association will also bring huge benefits to the association.

Of course, the main purpose is to promote this event.

"President Chen, you are overly complimentary."

Chen Jian said: "Xiao Yue, there is one more thing I want to discuss with you."

"You say."

"Can I put your name on this song "Bitter Days Are Short"?"

"of course can."

"Okay, okay!" Chen Jian raised his glass and said, "Xiao Yue, you did me a big favor this time. You drank this glass of wine."

With Tan Yue's name, the popularity of this event will definitely increase several times, and more people will pay attention.

Ye Wen joked: "I'm inviting Mr. Tan to dinner this time to thank you for helping me last time. I'll treat you to this favor next time."

"That's right." Chen Jian put down his wine glass and said, "Xiao Yue, when do you have time? Let me know and we can have another meal."

"That's enough. Today's meal was delicious, and I drank the wine very happily."

"I feel a little guilty if I don't treat you to a meal after you've done me such a big favor."

Tan Yue said with a smile: "President Chen, next time I will treat you and Director Ye to dinner. Next time you come to my house, I will also show you my cooking skills."

Everyone continued to eat and chat.

More than two hours have passed in the blink of an eye.

The meal was over, and everyone was sitting around the coffee table drinking tea and chatting.

Chen Jian sat aside and lost himself in the poems.

Ye Wen took a sip of tea and said, "I didn't take good care of you today. Please don't mind Mr. Tan and Mr. Chen."

In the second half, Chen Jian basically said nothing.

"Ye Ju, you are so kind. Everything was very good today, especially today's food was very delicious." Chen Ziyu said.

She talked a lot with Ye Wen today, especially about the development of the industry.

As the director of the General Administration of Culture, Ye Wen will have a more comprehensive understanding of the entertainment industry.

Chen Ziyu thinks that after returning home, he should think about it carefully. There are many aspects that can be applied to the future development of the company.

"The most important thing today is to eat and drink well."

After the words fell, Ye Wen glanced at Chen Jian who was still looking down at the poem with her peripheral vision, without any intention of blaming her in her heart.

Among the people sitting there, she was the one who knew Chen Jian best.

Tan Yue glanced at the time on his watch and said, "Bureau Ye, thank you for your hospitality today. We should go back for disturbing you so late."

It's already past ten o'clock.

He felt that it would be inappropriate to sit down again.

Of course, the most important point is that there is no topic to continue talking about for the time being.

"Let's sit down for a while. There's still some time. We usually don't go to bed at this time."

"We'll come back another time."

Chen Ziyu said: "Yes, Director Ye, we will come back another day. Your place is very close to our company. You can come over anytime after get off work."

Since Tan Yue and Chen Ziyu insisted on going home, Ye Wen no longer forced them to stay.

Chen Jian has also put down the poems in his hands.

After being delivered to the door, Tan Yue turned around and said, "President Chen, Bureau Ye, you guys should have a rest early, we'll go back first."

"I'll take you downstairs."

"No need, we can go down by ourselves."

Ye Wen said: "This is your first time here and you are not familiar with the road. I will ask Xiaoye to take you downstairs."

The parking area is some distance away.

"Okay." Tan Yue said, "We are going back."

Chen Ziyu said: "Goodbye, Director Ye! Goodbye, President Chen!"

"be careful on the road!"

"This way."

Chen Ye took Tan Yue and Chen Ziyu downstairs and walked a short distance to the parking place.

"Xiaoye, go back, we've seen the car."

"It's okay, Mr. Tan, I'll see you off."

Although Chen Ye didn't speak much during the whole meal, he was very happy in his heart.

Tan Yue being able to come to her home for dinner was something she had never imagined.

Walking to the car, Tan Yue pressed the car key and sat directly in the passenger seat.

Chen Ziyu, who was sitting in the driver's seat, started the car.

Tan Yue put down the window and said, "Xiao Ye, we are going back. You can go back."

"Pay attention to safety on the road." Chen Ye waved and said, "Goodbye, Mr. Tan, Mr. Chen!"

"goodbye!"

"goodbye!"

After watching the car leave, Chen Ye turned around and went back.

Tan Yue, who was sitting in the car, stretched his head and looked out the window: "Be careful."

When I arrived, I noticed that this place was undergoing renovations and the road surface was unstable.

After passing safely, Tan Yue leaned on his seat, opened a bottle of mineral water and drank.

Chen Ziyu asked softly: "How do you feel?"

"It's okay. I didn't drink later. I'm sober now."

In the first half, the two of them drank a lot, one cup after another.

Ever since Tan Yue wrote poetry, Chen Jian has been obsessed with it and has basically never touched wine.

"That poem is so well written." Chen Ziyu said with a smile.

She doesn't know much about poetry, but she can tell from Chen Jian's performance.

"Thank you for the compliment." Tan Yue laughed and said nothing more.

Now that he is sober, he still regrets composing poetry on the spot.

In ancient times, writing poems after drinking wine could be regarded as adding to the fun.

But at this time, when you open your mouth to read a poem, it still has a big impact on everyone.

But thinking that he had done this before, Tan Yue felt that there was no need to worry too much.

A big part of the reason I wrote poetry on the spot today was because of alcohol. Listening to Chen Jian's description of the event, the poem "The Day is Short" came directly to my mind.

There were fewer cars on the road at this time, and the speed was much faster than when we arrived. Chen Ye put the garbage at the door, returned to the room, and asked loudly: "Mom, have the dishes been washed?"

After Tan Yue and Chen Ziyu left, they had already started to clean up the house.

Chen Jian worked hard to cook so many dishes, so naturally he would not be allowed to clean up the mess.

"It'll be ready soon." Ye Wen put the washed dishes in the cupboard and said, "Bring me the broom."

"okay."

Chen Ye handed the broom to his mother, leaned against the door, and said with a smile, "My dad is still reading the poems written by Mr. Tan in the study, right?"

"if not?"

"My dad was obsessed too."

Ye Wen swept the floor and said, "It's Mr. Tan who wrote this poem so well, otherwise your dad wouldn't be so obsessed with it."

"That's true." Chen Ye touched his chin, thinking about the past.

Chen Jian also had this situation, but it was too rare.

Ye Wen poured the garbage into the trash can and said, "I wonder what time your dad will see it today?"

"You can persuade him later, how old he is, and let him go to bed early."

"I hope what I said was useful."

Ye Wen knew that Chen Jian would most likely stay up late tonight.

Whether it's her own feelings or Chen Jian's situation, this song "The Days Are Short" will definitely be a masterpiece.

Ye Wen closed the kitchen door, looked at the time on the clock on the wall, and said, "It's getting late, go to bed early."

It is now nearly eleven o'clock.

Hearing this, Chen Ye yawned and said, "I'm a little sleepy, but there are still two documents that have not been sorted out. I have to sort them out before I can sleep."

"Go take a shower first. After sorting out the documents, you can lie down and rest directly."

"OK." Chen Ye said, "You should also go to bed early."

"I'm going to see your dad first."

Chen Ye went back to his room to wash up, and Ye Wen gently knocked on the study door and walked in.

Chen Jian was sitting at his desk, looking down at the poems in his hands.

Ye Wen smiled slightly and said softly: "Have you not finished appreciating it yet?"

"Such a good poem must be savored carefully to make it more flavorful." Chen Jian raised his head and sighed: "Tan Yue's accumulation of poetry is simply unattainable. He can achieve it in such a short time." It is a rare talent to come up with such a poem.”

If Tan Yue were not the vice president of an entertainment company, he would be committed to the development of the film and television industry.

Chen Jian is determined to invite Tan Yue to join the Capital Poetry Association. As long as he is willing, he can give him the title of honorary president.

Ye Wen joked: "Are you really that good?"

"Of course." Chen Jian said, "Look here."

In the following time, Chen Jian explained to Ye Wen word by word.

Ye Wen is naturally more interested in this aspect of culture.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

After listening to Chen Jian's appreciation, Ye Wen said with emotion: "Tan Yue is very talented in being a director and writing scripts, and he is also so talented in composing poetry. This person is really excellent."

Now she has a deeper understanding of "The Days Are Short."

Chen Jian leaned on the chair and said, "Take it over tomorrow and show it to those old guys."

"There should be nothing wrong with this poem, right?"

"Of course, you have to trust my vision."

Chen Jian is quite confident about this poem.

"That's good, don't be unable to choose when the time comes, it will be ugly." Ye Wen said: "You can watch it for a while, I will go back to sleep first."

"Go."

"Your daughter reminds you to go to bed early."

Ye Wen knew that it was useless to say it. Only by moving her daughter out could it start to work.

"understood."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Jian continued to read poems.

After Chen Ye washed up, he held his computer in his room and sorted out the unfinished work during the day.

There are only two documents.

While she was looking at the file, she was typing on the keyboard, sorting out the information on the file onto the computer.

More than twenty minutes later.

Seeing that there was no problem, Chen Ye stretched and turned off the computer and put it aside.

Put the documents directly into the bag. They are important documents in the company. If they are lost, the consequences will be very serious.

Then he lay down on the bed and got ready to sleep.

After turning off the lights, the room became dark.

Chen Ye couldn't sleep no matter what, his mind was filled with thoughts of Tan Yue when he was composing poems.

The last time I saw Tan Yue writing poetry was several years ago.

The difference between today and last time is that under the influence of alcohol, Tan Yue became even more charming.

Chen Ye had always liked Tan Yue before.

Ever since Tan Yue and Chen Ziyu's relationship was announced online, she has buried this love deeply in her heart.

Chen Ye believed that time would heal everything, but today the seal was slightly loosened.

The throbbing that was buried deep in my heart emerged again.

Chen Ye covered his head under the quilt and kept advising himself in his heart: "Don't think wildly, it's no longer possible."

However, the scenes when Tan Yue was writing poems always appeared in his mind uncontrollably.

Ruishan Community.

After the car stopped, Tan Yue got out of the passenger car, holding an empty mineral water bottle in his hand.

I drank a bottle of water along the way.

After Chen Ziyu got out of the car, she locked the car.

The two of them had just returned home.

Although he was much awake, Chen Ziyu still sent Tan Yue to the bedroom on the fifth floor uneasily.

"I'm going to take a shower. I smell like alcohol."

"I'll get a glass of water and put it on the bedside for you." Ye Wen said, "After taking a shower, just go to bed. It's getting late. Remember to drink water before going to bed."

Tan Yue made an "OK" gesture.

This bedroom has a bathroom and is very large.

Tan Yue went in to take a shower.

After a while.

Chen Ziyu put water on Tan Yue's bedside, then returned to his room and started washing himself.

After everything was packed up, it was almost twelve o'clock.

Chen Ziyu originally wanted to sort out his thoughts after communicating with Ye Wen, but after taking a shower, he felt extremely tired and yawned constantly.

It has been a busy day during the day, and it is too late to pack things at night.

Chen Ziyu yawned and lay on the bed. After turning off the lights, he fell asleep not long after.

the other side.

After taking a bath, Tan Yue felt more and more awake while lying on the bed, and it was difficult to fall asleep for a while.

Then I turned on my phone and searched the official blog of the Beijing Poetry Association on Weibo, and sure enough I saw the poetry collection event mentioned by Chen Jian.

But now the attention is very low, the number of likes is just 10,000, and the comments are even less.

Looking at the comments from netizens below, Tan Yue laughed.

There are many talented netizens in the comment area who have left some very funny messages on it.

Unconsciously, Tan Yue felt that his eyelids were a little heavy.