Big Thunder? Meng Dongguo? Little Red Mushroom?
There were still about a dozen people behind them. Hearing the fans shout, it seemed that there was also the romance author, Zheng Anbang?
Weren’t these people those who had scolded him yesterday? Hei, alright. All of them came?
Zhang Ye stared deeply at all of them as he remembered all their faces. Suddenly, someone shouted at him from behind.
“Teacher Zhang Ye. Aiyah, I’ve finally found you. I reserved a seat for you. Our Literature Channel’s seats are in the middle of the back row. Let me bring you over.” a youth who had just joined the Literature Channel said.
“Alright, let’s go.” Zhang Ye followed him into the auditorium.
Zhang Ye?
He is that Zhang Ye?
Upon hearing this, Meng Dongguo, Big Thunder, Little Red Mushroom and company all looked over.
Big Thunder was still confused over the situation. He did not have much of an impression of this name. Seeing Meng Dongguo and company’s expression, Big Thunder finally remembered the name, as he asked, “Which Zhang Ye? The one who wrote the so-called modern poem?”
Little Red Mushroom said, “Should be.”
Deputy Station Head Jia confirmed, “Yes, it’s him. Why?”
Big Thunder said, “He works at the radio station? I just learned about that.”
Zheng Anbang said to Deputy Station Head Jia, “It’s nothing, Station Head Jia. We just happened to comment about him yesterday on the internet. He completely can’t write poems, and things he writes cannot be considered literature. President Meng wanted to advise him as a senior, but he ended up unhappy about it. He was not modest at all, and even wrote a poem to retort. What would you call this matter? President Meng and us had good intentions, wanting to teach him, but he was ungrateful. He treated our kindness as dirt!”
Deputy Station Head Jia was enlightened as he laughed, “Zhang Ye is just a newcomer. He can be considered not bad when it comes to writing ghost stories, but as for composing poems… How can he compare to all of you? Hurhur.”
Meng Dongguo shook his hands, “Let’s not talk about him, old Bro. Let’s go in?”
“Let’s go. It’s about to begin.” Deputy Station Head Jia and a few smaller Leaders in the station led them in. They sat in the first row.
The surrounding people looked at each other.
“Did you see Zhang Ye’s Weibo yesterday?”
“I saw it. I never expected them to meet today!”
“I think that something is going to happen. Who doesn’t know what sort of temper Teacher Zhang Ye has? When has there ever not been something happening when he’s around? Hopefully, they don’t end up fighting.”
“I doubt it. I don’t think it will be as bad as fighting.”