Zhang Ye sat in front of the computer, watching the praises for him on the internet. At around 10 in the morning, there was a commotion outside the Literature Channel's building. It was quite a commotion!
"Let us in! I'm looking for Teacher Zhang Ye! "
"This is an office. Non-staff are not allowed in!"
"We will say a few words and leave. We will definitely not give you any trouble!"
"That won't do. Go to the front desk and wait for a while. Let's make an appointment first!"
With some pushing and shoving, a man and a woman squeezed in. A security guard tried to stop them, but he did not manage to stop them. Many people looked over. A meeting had just ended in a nearby conference room. The staff from the Music Channel and Traffic Channel, who happened to pass by, also stopped. They did not know what had happened. Finally, Zhao Guozhou was alarmed. He poked his head out from his office.
"What happened?" Zhao Guozhou frowned.
"They insisted on barging in! They wouldn't listen even if I told them! "The security guard explained.
"We are looking for Teacher Zhang Ye! Just let us meet once! Just once! "The man and woman shouted.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Ye had no choice but to put down the workstation in his hands. He squeezed through the crowd and said, "I am Zhang Ye. You are?"
The man was not old. He was probably the same age as Zhang Ye. Upon hearing Zhang Ye admit his identity, he suddenly became excited. He went forward and held Zhang Ye's hand tightly, "Teacher Zhang! Thank you! Thank you! You are Xiaoli's savior! He's also my savior! I thank you! Thank you! " Saying that, tears flowed out of his eyes. A man did not easily shed tears. This scene was indeed strange.
Zhang Ye did not understand, "What savior?"
The quiet girl beside him saw her boyfriend cry. She also shed tears, "Teacher Zhang, I'm Xiaoli. If not for your two poems yesterday, I might have …"
Everyone was enlightened!
Zhang Ye also understood, "It's you. This is the boyfriend you were talking about, right? Don't cry. Don't cry! "
The man's tears were filled with regret, "I only found out last night. If not for you stopping Xiaoli, we would have been separated forever! You are the benefactor of our family! "
Xiao Li suddenly opened her school bag and took out a long red silk banner. "My parents found someone to make this overnight." Her boyfriend quickly stepped forward and pulled it open with her!
Shua!
The silk banner was unfurled in front of everyone!
"A Word of Kindness, Remembered for a Lifetime"!
Then, the couple stood up straight and gave Zhang Ye a deep bow!
He hurriedly helped them up. "Look at how much trouble you've gone through. Actually, there's really no need. There's really no need. I didn't do anything. As long as the two of you are healthy and safe, that's all that matters. Hur Hur, you're not quarreling anymore, right? Has everything been discussed? "
The man bit his lips. "I've thought it through. I'm not going overseas!"
Xiaoli was shocked. "No! Your parents have already arranged everything for you! "
"Who says you have to study abroad to be successful in your career? It's the same in China. I will explain to my parents. It doesn't matter if they don't agree. I will convince them. I will stay with you. When you graduate, we will get married! "The man said firmly.
However, Xiao Li was even more resolute. "Absolutely not! You have to go even if you want to! You have to go even if you don't want to! I've already thought it through. I'll wait for you. I'll wait no matter how long it takes! "
"Xiaoli!" The man's eyes turned red again!
Xiaoli gently hugged him. "As long as you're good, I'll do anything!"
When everyone in the office saw this, many of them applauded them from the bottom of their hearts. The power of love was always infectious.
"How good is that." Zhang Ye smiled.
Zhao Guozhou also said, "Be good in the future. Don't do anything stupid."
Xiaoli said in embarrassment, "I won't. As long as he's good, I don't care about anything. I won't let him worry anymore."
Suddenly, someone suggested, "Teacher Little Zhang, why don't you give them another poem?"
"Right, right." Assistant Xiaofang said, "Let Teacher Zhang give you another poem."
Zhao Guozhou also found it interesting. "This suggestion is not bad. When the time comes for you to get married, you must get Teacher Little Zhang to be your witness."
Xiaoli was flattered and said, "How can I do that? Teacher Zhang's words are worth a thousand gold. He has already given me two poems. I don't dare to ask for more!"
Zhang Ye touched his nose. Since the Leader had spoken, he couldn't not give it. He said, "Alright then. I'll think about it."
The Beijing Times had highly praised and published Zhang Ye's modern poems. It had already proved his artistic standards. Now that they heard that Zhang Ye was going to compose another poem, many people gathered their ears. When the staff from the other departments outside saw this, they also joined in the fun!
"Don't block it."
"A little over there. I can't see it."
"Sis Chen, quickly come and listen. There's another poem."
"What poem? Who has a poem? "
"It's the one from the Literature Channel's Beijing Times. That poem is quite popular on the internet."
"The author of 'Flying Bird and Fish'? Oh, I have to listen to it. Wait for me to go in. "
Many people rushed into the large office. Nearly a hundred pairs of eyes stared at Zhang Ye!
Xiaoli and her boyfriend were also looking forward to it. They could not bear to blink!
Zhang Ye did not expect the scene to be so grand. Seeing everyone looking at him, he became even more cautious. If he did not say it well, it would be embarrassing. Oh, which poem should he use? Which poem was suitable? Zhang Ye recalled for a moment. As long as it's for you, I'll do anything? Got it! He slowly said, "Xiaoli, what you said just now, I think it's quite good. Let's use your words as a foundation. I'll give you a poem."
The room fell silent!
Zhang Ye took a deep breath and began reciting.
"Time is like water, always silent."
"If you are well, it's a sunny day."
Zhao Guozhou immediately applauded, "Good poem!"
When her boyfriend heard this, he immediately took a piece of paper and jotted it down, afraid that he would forget!
Xiaoli did not move. Instead, she closed her eyes, as if she was intoxicated by the poem. Not long later, she gave Zhang Ye a deep bow, "Thank you! You will be my teacher for life! "
"If you are well … it's a sunny day?" A female staff member's eyes turned misty when she heard this. It was unknown what kind of nostalgia and emotions she felt.
Wang Xiaomei and Xiaofang also muttered a few lines to themselves. The way they looked at Zhang Ye was a little different. Towards this poem, women might have more feelings. It was written in such a delicate manner. Just two simple lines, but the overflowing feelings were better than a thousand words. It was hard to imagine that this poem and "Flying Bird and Fish" were written by the same man. Furthermore, it was improvised on the spot!
What kind of literary talent was this!
Zhang Ye's poem had once again left everyone in awe!
Even Tian Bin, who was not far away, could not say anything. Previously, everyone felt that the two poems that Zhang Ye had given to Xiaoli on the radio station were not composed on the spot, but had been written long ago. Many people did not believe that he had such literary talent, but today's impromptu poem had shattered many people's doubts!
Actually, these few lines of the poem were very famous in Zhang Ye's previous world. It was spread all over the internet, especially the last line. The source and original author were all different. Some said it was Lin Huiyin, some said it was Lin Huiyin's father, some said it first appeared on the internet, and even "Empresses in the Palace" added a line. Similar to "Flying Bird and Fish", Zhang Ye treated it as a collective creation of his predecessors. Anyway, no one in this world had ever heard of it, so no one knew about it. These were his poems alone, so there was no dispute!
He said it was his?
She said it was her father's?
He said it was her third aunt's?
Hai, how troublesome and tiring. If he did a good deed, he would do it to the end. Zhang Ye might as well unify it. This poem is mine. There's no need to thank me. Please call me Lei Feng!
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