At the same time.
At the Beijing Television Station.
Zhang Ye stopped his car in the unit’s public car park. His younger cousin, Cao Mengmeng, called.
The moment the call connected, the young lass immediately chatted, “Bro! I saw the news! You are too awesome! You are too cool! You are so cool that the heavens are overturned!”
Zhang Ye said, “What’s so cool about it!?”
Cao Mengmeng said, “That poem made my blood rush!”
Zhang Ye could not help but laugh, “Enough. At that moment, I was covered in cold sweat. Alright, enough of this talk. I’m busy over here. I’m hanging up.”
Entering the television station.