Entertainment From Divorce Chapter 851

, entertainment from divorce

Third day at sea.

Zhang Wenhua, who was in his sleep, suddenly woke up, feeling that the whole boat was shaking slightly.

"what happened?"

Zhang Wenhua yawned and rubbed his hair like a chicken coop, not fully awake yet.

Suddenly a flash of lightning flashed outside the window, followed by deafening thunder.

Zhang Wenhua was frightened and trembled. He quickly turned on his mobile phone and realized that it was past seven o'clock in the morning, but it seemed to be four o'clock in the morning outside, and it was completely dark.

"How did the weather change so quickly!?"

Zhang Wenhua saw a warning of strong winds at sea on the weather software of his mobile phone, and it was very likely that a typhoon would form.

The relaxed and leisurely attitude of the previous two days was gone, he only felt his heart beating faster and he was a little overwhelmed.

'Dongdongdong, Dongdongdong, Dongdongdongdong. '

There was a hasty knock on the door.

"Wenhua, it's me, open the door." It was the manager who knocked on the door.

After the door of the room was opened, the manager asked eagerly, "Are you okay?"

Zhang Wenhua shook his head: "It's okay."

At this time, many people in the cabin came out and asked about what happened outside.

"Hurry up and go in." The manager was worried that Zhang Wenhua would be seen, and the two returned to the room.

The agent comforted: "Don't worry, I have already understood the current situation. The storm we encountered is unlikely to form a typhoon, and it will be fine after a while."

Zhang Wenhua nodded silently, remembering some experiences of encountering storms told by the sailors, and suddenly said: "I'll go out and have a look."

"No, absolutely not." With such a bad environment outside, the manager would naturally not agree.

"It's weather like this that really feels like a sailor's life."

Looking at Zhang Wenhua's firm eyes, the agent sighed helplessly, as long as Zhang Wenhua wanted to do what he wanted to do, ten bulls would not be able to pull back.

The two of them came out of the cabin and were shocked by the sight in front of them, the huge waves in the sky, and the waves in the distance were like mountain peaks.

I don't know whether it was rain or sea water that hit my face.

One by one sailors on the deck were rescuing the cargo. In order not to be beaten down by the waves, each of them was helping with ropes.

"Be careful!" The hoarse voice was blown away by the howling sea wind.

Zhang Wenhua felt that his heart was about to jump into his throat. Only then did he understand how hard the work of the sailors was, and he felt deeply ashamed for thinking that their lives were very leisurely.

The wind and waves at sea are still going on, but the sailors have no fear in their hearts.

In Zhang Wenhua's heart, respect for sailors arose spontaneously.

The weather at sea is always unpredictable.

After more than an hour, the sea gradually returned to calm, the sun came out, and the wind and sun were restored.

The sailors who had been working under the wind and waves breathed a sigh of relief, and some sat directly on the deck to relieve their physical and mental exhaustion.

It has long been a habit for them.

"Is there a cigarette in your pocket, give me one."

The sailor took out a wet cigarette case from his pocket: "The storm is so sudden, the smoke is already drenched."

"Oh... mine is the same."

"Come on, brothers have worked hard, smoke a cigarette and relax."

The sailors sat together in twos and threes, smoking and chatting, as if nothing had happened.

Seeing their smiles, Zhang Wenhua laughed unconsciously and said, "I seem to understand the meaning of some sailors."

…

the capital.

Brilliant Entertainment Company, President's Office.

After returning from traveling in Taoyuan Island, after a busy day, life and work returned to the usual rhythm. Tan Yue spent most of his time in the office processing documents submitted by various departments.

Tan Yue lay on the chair, gently rubbed his temples, picked up the newly charged massager and wore it around his neck, letting himself rest for a while before returning to work.

The success of "The Truman Show" in the overseas market has allowed Brilliant Entertainment to further develop in China, and many people have seen its infinite potential.

During this period of time, Brilliant Entertainment's business in China has continued to expand, and it has received many cooperation intentions for work.

As the vice president of the company, Tan Yue has been handling related affairs.

Naturally, he would not refuse anything that could bring Brilliant Entertainment further development.

'Om-oom-oom'.

The vibration of the mobile phone at the side attracted Tan Yue who was at work. When he turned on the mobile phone, he saw a text from Zhang Wenhua.

"Mr. Tan, I understand the profession of a sailor a little bit now."

After Zhang Wenhua returned to the room, he hadn't even changed out of his soaked clothes, so he gave Tan Yuefa his feelings.

"For sailors, in addition to the boring life, what they have to face is the storm that may come at any time. Everyone is very weak in front of nature, and they have not flinched in the face of the high waves. It is the true spirit of a sailor to be able to continue working in an orderly manner, no matter how difficult the environment is, without fear.”

Zhang Wenhua put down his phone, feeling that he had been greatly encouraged. Compared with them, his loss in a single seemed insignificant.

After reading the news, Tan Yue blurted out: "Not bad."

He did not expect that Zhang Wenhua would have such a deep understanding in just two days, and ordinary people may not necessarily have such an understanding even if they read it every day. With doubts and surprises in my heart, I called Zhang Wenhua.

"Mr. Tan." Zhang Wenhua just took off his shirt and was about to take a bath.

"Wenhua, why do you have such deep feelings?"

"I listened to your suggestion and went to the seaside pier to see the working status of the sailors. After listening to the introduction of the sailors, I think it is necessary to go out to sea with them to see their real lives..." Zhang Wenhua said these three Tian told Tan Yue about his experience from beginning to end.

"So that's the case." Tan Yue was still very surprised, he didn't expect that Zhang Wenhua would choose to go to sea with the sailors.

Tan Yue said: "Wenhua, when you come back, come directly to the office to find me."

Zhang Wenhua sang a song and chose to go to sea to experience it firsthand. Such an attitude made Tan Yue very satisfied.

Not to mention the singers of the younger generation, even the singers of the older generation are rarely as persistent and serious as Zhang Wenhua.

More importantly, looking at Zhang Wenhua's feelings, Tan Yue believes that the song "Sailor" will be sung well, and he has great confidence that "Sailor" will become popular in this world.

After Zhang Wenhua came back, Tan Yue was going to have a good chat with them.

"Okay, Mr. Tan."

Hearing Tan Yue's words, Zhang Wenhua knew that he had really obtained the qualification to sing this new song.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Wenhua shared the good news with his agent.

Now that Tan Yue had spoken, the three of them prepared to return to Beijing.

Tan Yue put down the phone, and after half an hour, he finished all the work in his hand. After making sure that there was nothing missing, he put the documents aside,

"Take a break."

Tan Yue picked up the drinking cup, poured all the tasteless tea into the trash can, and replaced it with new tea.

Hot water was poured into the cup, and a scent of tea came to the face.

Tan Yue took a sip, put the cup on the desk, and went to the window to stretch his arms and move his body.

"The Truman Show" has just been released for a few days, and Tan Yue has no plans to continue shooting new movies yet.

In order to gain something in the overseas film market, Tan Yue's spirit has been in a tense state from the start of filming to the end of the production line.

Now that all the work on "The Truman Show" is over, it's time for me to rest for a while.

Tan Yue looked out of the window, in the blue sky, there was only one sun, not a single cloud.

Standing on the eighth floor and looking around, apart from tall buildings, they are still tall buildings.

Under the sun's rays, it seems to be able to see the heat wave in the air.

In the city center where every inch of land is expensive, the only vegetation that can be seen is the greenery on the road.

Pedestrians on the road walked quickly, trying to find a shady place to escape the heat.

After more than ten minutes, Tan Yue returned to the computer, pulled out a piece of A4 paper, and prepared to write "Sailor".

Zhang Wenhua already had a very deep understanding of sailors, and it was time for Tan Yue to start preparing.

In the office, there was the "whoosh" sound from the air conditioner, and the "rustling" sound from the friction between the paper and the pen tip.

The memory of the song "Sailor" has been awakened, and the melody and lyrics of the entire song emerged in Tan Yue's mind.

Soon, Tan Yue wrote down the whole song "Sailor", looked at the song on the A4 paper, tapped the time with one hand, and hummed softly:

"Bitter sand, the feeling of blowing on the face."

"Like my father's scolding and my mother's crying, I will never forget it."

"When I was young, I liked being alone by the sea."

"Roll up your trousers and step on the sand with your bare feet."

On the one hand, Tan Yue hummed this time to check for any mistakes. There are so many music symbols and lyrics in a song, and it is very likely to make mistakes due to carelessness.

On the other hand, I am also looking for the feeling when I sing this song.

When Zhang Wenhua recorded the song, as the creator of the song, Tan Yue would also guide him.

After humming, Tan Yue nodded in satisfaction, without any problems.

Tan Yue picked up the internal phone on the side: "Xiaoye, come here."

A moment later there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

"Boss Tan." Chen Ye stood opposite Tan Yue, waiting for work arrangements.

"Xiaoye, send this song to the copyright department and ask them to register it."

Tan Yue has always attached great importance to copyright. Whether it is a song or a film and television work, the first thing he writes is to register the copyright.

Tan Yue handed the A4 paper to Chen Ye.

"Okay, Mr. Tan, I'll do it now."

After Chen Ye left, Tan Yue thought about the follow-up promotion of the song.

…

Zhang Wenhua returned to the capital from Qiong province, and went straight back to the company after getting off the plane.

After staying at sea for a few days, the manager suggested that Zhang Wenhua go home to rest and adjust his condition before coming to Tan Yue.

Over the past few days, a normal person would feel physically and mentally exhausted not only by plane or car but also by floating on the sea.

The agent was worried that Zhang Wenhua was not in shape, which made Mr. Tan feel dissatisfied.

But Zhang Wenhua couldn't wait to get the song and see the true appearance of the song.

After working so hard, don't you just want to see new songs as soon as possible?

A business car parked at the entrance of Bright Entertainment Company, Zhang Wenhua quickly got out of the car, and trotted all the way to the elevator.

'Ding Dong. '

The elevator door opened, and many employees greeted Zhang Wenhua.

Zhang Wenhua responded to them, then took the elevator to the president's office on the eighth floor.

Zhang Wenhua asked, "Is Mr. Tan in the office?"

"Boss Tan is having a meeting in the conference room right now. You can wait in the office." Chen Ye looked at the lady's watch on his wrist and said, "The meeting will end in about half an hour."

"Okay." Zhang Wenhua followed Chen Ye into the office and sat on the sofa.

"There is water here, wait a moment."

"Thanks."

After Chen Ye left, Zhang Wenhua took out his mobile phone to pass the short but long half hour.

Directors and deputy directors of various departments of Bright Entertainment Company sat in the meeting room.

Tan Yue said: "Do you have any questions?"

Everyone shook their heads.

"Okay, when we go back, the various departments will collect the statistics and send them to my office. Let's end the meeting here and adjourn the meeting."

There was the sound of moving chairs in the meeting room.

Tan Yue recorded some important content of the meeting in his notes, and was the last one to leave the meeting room.

Seeing Tan Yue coming back, Chen Ye said, "Mr. Tan, Zhang Wenhua is waiting for you in the office."

"Oh? Come back so soon?"

Zhang Wenhua heard the door of the office rang, knew that it was Tan Yue who came back, put down the phone, stood up: "Mr. Tan."

"Wenhua, sit down." Tan Yue put the notebook and cup on the desk: "Did you just come back?"

"Yes, I came to the company directly after getting off the plane."

Tan Yue sat on the sofa, brewing tea, and said, "This trip to the sea has been rewarding."

Zhang Wenhua nodded with a smile: "Only when you experience it for yourself will you feel the same way."

The picture of the violent wind and huge waves appeared in his mind again, and it is still very shocking to think about it now.

"Drink tea." Tan Yue poured tea water into two cups: "The feelings of these two days will be of great help to your understanding of this new song."

"Wait me a moment."

Tan Yue stood up and took out a piece of A4 paper from the folder on his desk, and sat back on the sofa again: "This is the new song I told you~www.mtlnovel.com~ You can take a look."

Zhang Wenhua took a deep breath, took the A4 paper, and carefully read the notes and lyrics.

""sailor"!"

Tan Yue drank his tea without disturbing him.

Looking at the lyrics, Zhang Wenhua's experience of the past few days appeared unconsciously in his mind.

The manic sea wind blows people upside down, the waves as high as mountains come oncoming, the brave sailors continue to work in the wind and rain, Kong Yan smokes one by one and calmly talks about the wind and waves encountered, and after the storm passes, on the deck joking sailor...

Zhang Wenhua gradually became fascinated.

If Tan Yue gave him this song directly, he could only rely on his own imagination to understand the meaning of the song.

It's completely different now, one picture after another appears in front of my eyes.

Zhang Wenhua was completely immersed in the song.

Chapter end

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