Big Sis Zhou nearly dropped her jaws upon hearing it. She smacked herself in the forehead, saying loudly, “I already said it! I already said it! Thank the Leaders and the unit, my ass! This is not something Little Zhang would say! When has he ever fawned upon the powerful!? You see! I hit the jackpot!”
Zhao Guozhou, “…” He already did not know how to speak.
Tian Bin and his wife were also in a daze. Back when Zhang Ye was about to give his thank you speech, they had thought that he was trying to make a compromise with the Leader, and had known how to yield and exercise forbearance. But the next moment, with Zhang Ye reciting such a poem, they could not figure out where Zhang Ye got the courage!
Xiaofang stamped her feet due to her worry, “What do we do now!? Teacher Zhang has caused such big trouble!”
“Only big trouble?” Wang Xiaomei said, “Little Zhang has offended too many people this time!”
Auntie Sun whispered, “But the way he scolded sure was good for venting anger! I have never understood Little Zhang’s other poems, that ‘Flying bird and fish’, or ‘The Song of the Stormy Petrel’. I do not have much cultural literacy. But today’s “Dead Water”, I really understood it. It’s written so well and delightfully. May as well throw in metal scraps? And leftover food? Little Zhang is certainly completely disappointed with the station. This place is like a pool of Dead Water to him!”