Dafei nodded, “Let’s go. Brother Hu and the colleagues from the television station are already inside.”
Xiao Lu also followed along, walking a few steps before turning her head around, “Teacher Zhang, aren’t you going in?”
Zhang Ye stood at this spot, not moving, “You guys go on in first. I can’t stand the mood inside. I will have a smoke out here first. Don’t wait for me.”
Hou Ge sighed, “Alright then.”
After they left, Zhang Ye no longer kept away from the rain. He stood in the drizzle and lit up a cigarette. When the cigarette was extinguished by the rain, he would light another stick. He didn’t hold an umbrella.
The people arrived one by one.