"A study of the dramatic nature of novels? What kind of work does this old gentleman do? Most people wouldn't read that kind of book."
“I just like literature and I like to write something myself.”
After saying this, the old man put the book in his hand on the table and said:
"Would you like to see it?"
Chen Bei thanked him, took the book, glanced at it and said:
"This author's approach is actually very good. I can't say much about the novel, but as for the drama, some domestic screenwriters are indeed lacking in quality."
"Many screenwriters' scripts lack conflict and are too bland, leaving people with a lethargic feeling."
The old man's eyes lit up and he said:
"Young man, what you said makes sense. There are indeed many young people who are going astray."
"Hahaha, I just said that casually. After all, I'm not a professional." Chen Bei put the book back on the table. Some children had already come out from the kindergarten.
The old man also glanced over there, then took out two tickets from his pocket and said:
"Meeting is fate. I can see that you have literary accomplishments. These are tickets from a small drama troupe in our city. They're not worth much, so I'll give them to you."
"Old sir, you are so polite. Since it is a gift from an elder, I will accept it with audacity."
The old man's eyes lit up, and a hint of satisfaction appeared in his eyes. He said:
"You are a very good young man. Nowadays, few young people understand the principle that "the elders give gifts, and the young and the humble dare not refuse them."
Chen Bei hurriedly clasped his hands and said:
"I'm so unworthy of this, so unworthy of this!"
"Hahaha, I told you it's not something valuable. The kids are out of school, you should go over quickly." The old man waved his hand and urged.
Chen Bei was stunned and said:
"Aren't you going with me?"
"My child will have to wait a while before coming out. You go first and don't make the child wait anxiously."
Chen Bei was also afraid that Tang Bao would be waiting anxiously, so he nodded and walked out.
When he arrived at the kindergarten gate, he realized that he should have added the contact information just now. The old man was quite interesting.
At this moment in the coffee shop, there was an old lady beside the old man. She looked at the old man with disdain and said:
"If you want to go, just go. What are you doing?"
"I just want to see who she's living with now. Yes, this guy is great!"
The old lady was a little stunned after hearing this:
"You're quite picky, aren't you? You've only met her once and exchanged a few words, and you already think she's pretty good?"
The old man looked at the other person with some disdain and said:
"What do you know? This is called aura, this is called feeling. At my age, I can tell what kind of person he is by just taking a look at him!"
"Liu Weimin, why are you pretending to be so secretive with me? If you hadn't kicked our daughter out, would we have to be so sneaky now?"
The old man was Liu Tao's father, Liu Weimin. He looked around awkwardly and said:
"Keep your voice down. You're so old, aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"
"Humph, you're just being stubborn. You obviously like Tang Bao, but you won't say it out loud. Don't think I don't know that today is Tang Bao's birthday, so you decided to come over and see her today."
"I saw you just gave that kid the tickets for Xiao Cui and his group's show? What were you thinking?"
Liu Weimin sighed and said:
"You know how bad the drama industry is right now, and it's not easy for Xiao Cui and his kids either. Didn't you say this guy named Chen Bei is running an entertainment company? I wanted him to take a look and see if he can help Xiao Cui!"
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