Chapter 1479： good poetry

Xie Yingying was very obedient and bowed her head obediently to eat.

Putting her mind at ease, she felt that Ye Chen's dishes were really full of color, flavor, and taste, comparable to a five-star chef.

Xie Yingying is also a foodie, so of course there will be a feeling of being unable to stop in front of this kind of food.

Soon, with the efforts of Ye Chen and Xie Yingying, all the meals were eaten up.

"Brother Ye Chen, the food you cooked is really delicious." Xie Yingying said with a smile.

She even had an unfinished feeling, thinking about how nice it would be if she could be late for the delicious meal that Marven Ye made every day.

"It's okay, if you want to eat it, I'll cook it for you when you come back." Ye Chen said.

"Really, that's great." Xie Yingying had an excited expression on her face when she heard it.

She felt more and more that Ye Chen liked her, otherwise how could she say such a thing.

"What are you doing?" Ye Chen rolled his eyes at the girl.

Originally, Xie Yingying wanted to clear the table, but was stopped by Ye Chen.

"Yingying, go do your work, I'll find you after I'm done packing up, and I'll help you write a poem." Ye Chen said as he cleaned up the dishes on the table.

After all, it was in her own home, from grocery shopping to cooking to cleaning up, leaving Ye Chen busy alone, Xie Yingying was also a little embarrassed.

Although he wanted to help, Ye Chen did not agree.

Helpless, she could only go back to the bedroom to continue thinking about poetry.

Ye Chen tidied up the table in two or three times, washed the dishes and bowls, and walked out of the kitchen.

Seeing that Xie Yingying actually returned to the bedroom, Ye Chen coughed deliberately at the door.

After Xie Yingying heard it, she glanced at Ye Chen standing at the door and said, "Brother Ye Chen, come in."

"No need, Yingying, my clothes are dirty, let's stay in the living room." Ye Chen shook his head and said.

Seeing that Ye Chen didn't come in, Xie Yingying didn't invite again, but walked out of the room.

The reason why she didn't insist on letting Ye Chen enter the bedroom was because she was afraid that Ye Chen would misunderstand her and think she was a casual girl.

Because Xie Yingying likes Ye Chen, she also cares about her image in Ye Chen's heart.

"Yingying, I just heard that you are worried about writing poetry, right?" Ye Chen asked Xie Yingying who came out.

"Yeah, it's really hard, my head is going to explode." Xie Yingying said with a gloomy expression.

"What's so worrying about writing poems, it's simply too simple, just write whatever you want." Ye Chen said.

"Brother Ye Chen, if you can write whatever you want, I really don't have to worry about it. The key is that it needs to be based on the Mid-Autumn Festival." Xie Yingying said with a frown.

"This is also very easy to write." Ye Chen nodded and said.

He owns the copyright of Li Bai's poems, and he can just find a song about the moon in it.

Just when Ye Chen was searching from the huge poetry library, a system prompt sounded in his mind.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the takeaway order and obtaining the copyright of Tang poetry and Song poetry."

Hearing the reward given by the system, Ye Chen was also stunned.

Originally owning Li Bai's poetry copyright is already very powerful, but I never thought that I would get a more awesome one.

This time, the material suddenly became more and more.

Xie Yingying was stunned when she saw Ye Chen's expression, thinking he couldn't figure it out either.

But he didn't have the nerve to ask, after all, Ye Chen was helping himself.

Now Xie Yingying has pinned all her hopes on Ye Chen.

Monday is the deadline for manuscript submission, and there is not much time left for her. Anyway, she has no clue.

Ye Chen suppressed the joy in his heart, and the expression on his face became calm.

"Yingying, I've already thought about it, you go get me some paper and a pen." Ye Chen said while looking at the girl beside him.

Xie Yingying didn't expect Ye Chen to think so quickly, and hurriedly went back to the bedroom to get things as instructed.

Taking advantage of this time, Ye Chen searched the Internet for what he wanted to write, and sure enough, there was nothing on the Internet.

These poems have all disappeared into the long river of history, and now they belong to Ye Chen alone.

Ye Chen took Xie Yingying's paper and pen, and wrote it swishly.

Xie Yingying sat and watched until Ye Chen wrote and put down the pen.

She took the paper and read.

"The bright moon is born on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time"

"The lover complains about the night, but the lovesickness rises in the evening"

"Extinguish the candles with pity, wearing clothes and feeling dewy"

"Unbearable to give away, but a good time to sleep"

After Xie Yingying finished reading, she looked at Ye Chen with a surprised expression and said, "Brother Ye Chen, what you wrote is really good."

She really liked this poem so much that she completely wrote her kind of homesickness.

Now Xie Yingying lives alone in the magic capital, and occasionally thinks of her hometown.

It is really not easy for a girl to dream of being far away from home. This poem vividly shows the kind of feelings she wants to express in her heart.

Ye Chen was not at all surprised by Xie Yingying's performance, after all, it was written by a famous poet in the Tang Dynasty.

"Brother Ye Chen, what is the name of this poem?" Xie Yingying looked at Ye Chen and asked.

"You can name it whatever you want." Ye Chen said lightly.

"That's called homesickness." Xie Yingying said with a smile.

After all, this was a poem written by Ye Chen, but he asked her to name her, and Xie Yingying also felt very happy.

Ye Chen understands Xie Yingying's character. If he wrote everything, Xie Yingying would definitely not get the Poetry Club.

Now this poem is co-authored by her and Ye Chen.

"Well, not bad, it fits the content of this poem." Ye Chen nodded and said.

Xie Yingying decided to use this poem to participate in the essay competition.

At this moment, Ye Chen's cell phone rang.

He glanced at it and it turned out that Su Wanyi was calling.

"Wang Hao, is something wrong?" Ye Chen asked in a low voice.

Xie Yingying is still immersed in the artistic conception of that poem, unable to extricate herself for a long time.

Of course she didn't notice the content of Ye Chen's call.

"Mr. Ye, I heard President Su say, can't you come to the concert?" Wang Hao asked in a disappointed tone.

Wang Hao really hopes that Ye Chen can witness his success, after all, Ye Chen gave him all this.

But when Su Wanyi told him that Ye Chen couldn't come, he hurriedly called for confirmation.

"Yeah, I've been busy recently. How are you preparing? Just relax." Ye Chen said with a smile.

"Well, it's okay to prepare, I will perform well tonight." Wang Hao said with a firm expression.

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself." Ye Chen persuaded.

He knew that with Wang Hao's strength, the concert would definitely be very successful.

Now that Wang Hao is famous, plus the new songs he wrote, he will definitely make Wang Hao even more popular after the concert.