Chang Kaige nodded slightly. The other Peking University professors thought the same.
But some of the reporters did not move. They felt that Zhang Ye was being too hard on them.
An old reporter looked over to the students at the side and stood up saying, “Child, come and seat here.”
“Teacher Zhang is correct, come on.” A female reporter also stood up and gave her seat to the students.
More than ten Peking University students felt warmth rush up into their hearts. After exchanging some pleasantries, they also sat down, while more than ten reporters stood by the aisles.
Zhang Ye nodded and said, “Thanks. May I get the staff to move a few chairs for the reporters? Hur Hur. It’s best if everyone has a seat.” After saying this, he noticed the atmosphere a little tense, hence Zhang Ye chuckled and said, “Actually, I was hinting that someone should bring me a chair. Alright, treat it as if I didn’t say anything. I guess that wouldn’t be allowed either.”
“Hur Hur Hur Hur…” Everyone laughed.