It was clearly them being beaten up.
But now, it had become a form of enlightenment?
The film crew all looked at Zhang Ye. They knew that Teacher Zhang’s bluff had exploded into something bigger. But this made them realize more clearly what Zhang Ye could do. In the whole of Beijing, no one would dare say he was better than Zhang Ye in terms of poetry and writings. This man was too talented!
Director Jiang said to everyone, “Go and have a rest. Sleep early tonight, we still have to continue filming tomorrow.”
Everyone was dismissed. They were all very tired and they went to their own rooms to sleep.
Zhang Ye wanted to leave but he was held back by the abbot, “Almsgiver Zhang, please stay.”
“Oh, is there anything?” Zhang Ye looked back and blinked.
“This old monk has an unreasonable request.” The abbot smiled blandly and pointed at the stone tablet at the front yard, “Can you confer a few words for us? I would like it to be your gatha from just now. This will guide our disciples in future.”