The scene was a mess.
Some gave flowers, some queued up to pay their respects, and some even cried out loud beside Editor Wei’s body and refused to leave.
Seeing Editor Wei peacefully lying there, Zhang Ye also felt some blame lay with him. If he had helped Editor Wei with his tasks that night, if he had not gone home, maybe when Editor Wei suffered from his heart attack, he could have done something for him. He could have been saved, but…
“The live broadcast is starting!”
“Cameras! Find me an angle!”
“Capture this scene. Leave the rest to the live broadcast studio’s host!”
The television station and newspaper journalists all began busying themselves.