The employee said, “Who can’t? Few people in this circle would not know Zhang Ye. Since you don’t know, I’ll tell you. This person is no ordinary person. He wrote a novel, ‘Ghost Blows Out the Light’, and has written many poems, such as ‘Flying Bird and Fish’ and some ‘if you are living well, then the skies are clear’, and that ‘See Me or Not’ and that ‘Shuidiao Getou’, and that “This is also Everything”. Right, recently there’s a very popular funny short story about working hard to buy a house that was also written by him.”
Hou Ge exclaimed, “‘Ghost Blows Out the Light’ was written by him? What the heck! I just bought the hard copy book yesterday! That novel is too awesome! I, I didn’t notice the author’s name!”
Xiao Lu’s eyes dimmed, “He wrote ‘Flying Bird and Fish’? It’s that ‘The furthest distance in the world’? What the f**k! I love that poem so much! Why is it written by Zhang Ye!?”
The employee was speechless, “If it’s not written by him, then who wrote it? The things that happened at the Silver Microphone Awards just a while ago.. I guess you have not heard of it?”
“No, we just started working a few days ago.” Hou Ge quickly asked, “What happened?”