The surrounding area was in an uproar!
"Where is Zhang Ye?"
"That's him!"
"It's really him!"
"I knew he looked familiar just now!"
"Why did Zhang Ye come to our school?"
"Ah, Mengmeng introduced him as her brother?"
"Does it have to be like this? Mengmeng's brother is actually that famous Zhang Ye? Oh right, right! Mengmeng just said that her brother is a celebrity! So she wasn't joking! I was wondering why her brother was wearing a pair of sunglasses in such a dark place! "
"Aiyah! I really like Zhang Ye's talk show! "
"Me too, me too. It's just that my mom doesn't let me watch it, saying that it would affect my studies. Hmph, I always sneak under the covers to watch it on my cellphone. It's so funny!"
"I finally saw a celebrity!"
"No, I have to get an autograph later!"
Mengmeng's classmates were all chattering. Of course, there were many students who did not know Zhang Ye, so they were asking who he was.
Teacher Leng and the other form teachers, as well as Brother Yang and the other parents, nearly vomited blood. At that moment, although some of them had guessed it, when they saw the familiar face under the sunglasses, they were still shocked! No one expected Zhang Ye to come to their school's New Year's Eve party! No one expected Cao Mengmeng's brother to be Zhang Ye — the idol of Teacher Leng, the poet that Brother Yang had just scolded for not knowing how to write love poems!
Teacher Leng saw her idol, and it was a family member of her student. She was very excited. The other parents were also very happy to see a celebrity.
Only one person was more embarrassed!
The one who was most embarrassed was the student's parent, Brother Yang!
Just a while ago, Brother Yang had criticized Zhang Ye's works. As an old editor of a professional publishing house, he had questioned Zhang Ye's ability to write love poems. Although his voice was not loud, the person in question was sitting right beside him. Only a retard would not hear it! In the end, Brother Yang, who had been praising Zhang Ye's love poetry skills, had actually managed to compose an impromptu "To The Oak" on the spot to help his sister save the situation. This had really smashed Comrade Old Yang's face until it was swollen! His expression had turned green!
Brother Yang looked at Zhang Ye with a crying and laughing expression, "Teacher Zhang, so it wasn't that you didn't know how to write love poems? Even from a female perspective? "
Zhang Ye waved it off. "Mengmeng, you've forced me to do something beyond my capabilities. You're just blindly writing, blindly writing."
Teacher Leng interrupted, "How could it be nonsense? 'To The Oak' and 'Flying Bird and Fish' are really on par. They're both classic works. The tenacity in the poem is something that even we women can't compose. Your talent … I really don't know what to say!"
Brother Yang quickly took the opportunity to say, "I'm sorry, Teacher Zhang. I spoke big words just now and even commented on your writing standard. Hai, please don't stoop to my level!"
Zhang Ye chuckled, "No, I heard what you said just now. You weren't wrong in the first place. I'm really not good at love poems and I don't have many works."
Brother Yang sighed, "I finally understand. It's not that you aren't good at love poems, it's just that you don't want to write them. If you really wanted to write them, how could you not be able to handle love poems? Doesn't 'To The Oak' explain the problem? In the world of poetry, among the poets, you are definitely a master! "
"Hai, I wouldn't dare to do that. I'm not considered a master." Zhang Ye shook his head. In public, even if everyone gave you a title, even if everyone acknowledged you, you still couldn't admit it. This was the tradition of the Chinese people and also the most basic modesty and politeness. Of course, when you get home, you can brag about it to your parents and friends. Even if you say you're the reincarnation of a great poet, no one would care if you said you were on your period.
The performance onstage continued.
The female host announced the next program.
However, Teacher Leng's class was no longer in the mood to watch the gala because of Zhang Ye's appearance.
A moment later, Cao Mengmeng came bouncing back with the manuscript of "To The Oak" in her hands. She looked very happy and happy. She was in the limelight.
"Mengmeng!"
"You recited it so well!"
"Why don't you say that your brother is Zhang Ye!"
A few female classmates who were on good terms with Mengmeng said.
Cao Mengmeng giggled, "Even if I said it, you wouldn't believe me."
Lili kept a straight face and pretended not to see her. She ignored her.
She did not say a word, but Cao Mengmeng went over, "Lili, are you convinced now?"
Lili pouted and stared at her, "I'm convinced by your brother, but I'm not convinced by you. Hmph, who doesn't know that your brother is a literary scholar? He wrote so many poems that even the people from the Writers' Association can't do anything to him. Your brother is a professional in this. If he recites a poem for you, of course you'll be in the limelight. This is bullying!"
Cao Mengmeng giggled.
"Mengmeng, can you get your brother to give me an autograph?"
"That's right, Mengmeng. We are the closest to him."
"Me too, me too. My dad likes Zhang Ye a lot. I want to get your brother's autograph to show off to him. If I don't do well on the final exams, my dad won't beat me up."
The students eagerly surrounded Cao Mengmeng.
Cao Mengmeng was in high spirits. She waved her hand, "Alright, I got it. Whoever wants an autograph, just give me a notebook or paper. I'll get it from my brother."
"Here!"
"Here, here!"
"Me too!"
"I didn't bring any paper. Sign it on my textbook!"
In the blink of an eye, Cao Mengmeng received a stack of notebooks.
Teacher Leng glanced at the manuscript in Cao Mengmeng's hands from time to time. She gritted her teeth and finally said to Zhang Ye, "Teacher Zhang, is this the manuscript for 'To The Oak'?"
Zhang Ye said, "I guess so."
Teacher Leng coughed, "This … Can you give this manuscript to me?"
Zhang Ye laughed dryly, "I just took a random seller's brochure and wrote it at the back. It's not a proper manuscript. If you like it, I can write another one for you?"
"There's no need, there's no need." Teacher Leng immediately said, "This will do." In her opinion, only the first edition manuscript of "To The Oak" was the most valuable. If it was written again, no matter how good the paper was, it would not be as valuable as the first edition manuscript.
Zhang Ye said, "Alright, that's not a problem." Saying that, he called Mengmeng over, "Mengmeng, give the manuscript to your Teacher Leng."
Cao Mengmeng walked over and asked in confusion, "Why?"
Teacher Leng quickly received it with both hands and did not dare to fold it. She carefully kept it in a notebook that she carried with her. She flipped open the pages and gently placed the manuscript inside. Then, she gently put it back into her bag and smiled, "Teacher wants to collect it." She turned to Zhang Ye and said, "Thank you, Teacher Zhang."
Brother Yang, who was beside her, also wanted it, but before he could say anything, Teacher Leng had already snatched it away. He could only smile bitterly and not say a word. However, to be able to witness the birth of such a great love poem, Brother Yang also felt a sense of accomplishment. He felt that he did not come for nothing today. In tomorrow's newspaper, he would be able to provide a big piece of news to their newspaper firm. In a while, he would borrow the manuscript from Teacher Leng.
Then, Cao Mengmeng threw a stack of things into Zhang Ye's arms and giggled, "Brother, it's been hard on you. Help my classmates sign each one."
Teacher Leng hurriedly said, "So many? Just sign a few. Don't trouble Teacher Zhang. "
"It's fine." Zhang Ye had always thought that everyone liked him because they were giving him face. Since they had given him face, how could he not give them face?
As such, he signed one by one, signing more than 30 copies.
Teacher Leng blinked her eyes as she watched the entire process. Finally, when Zhang Ye was done signing and returned them to Cao Mengmeng, Teacher Leng coughed and came over, "That, Teacher Zhang, can I also get an autograph?"
Zhang Ye smiled, "Of course. You're welcome."
Teacher Leng no longer had the dignity of a form teacher in class. She excitedly rummaged through her bag and took out a notebook for Zhang Ye to sign. It looked like she was really Zhang Ye's fan.
After writing, Zhang Ye said, "Mengmeng is a naughty child. Thank you for taking care of her. If she causes any trouble in the future, look for me. I'll reprimand her." To put it bluntly, he wanted Teacher Leng to take care of his sister.
… …
Around 9 PM.
15th High's New Year's Eve party had ended. The programs had all ended.
Zhang Ye bade farewell to a few parents and Teacher Leng. Just as he was about to leave with Cao Mengmeng, the principal came looking for him. Clearly, he had heard about it.
"Teacher Zhang." The principal smiled and stretched out his hand.
"Hello, Principal." Zhang Ye shook hands with him.
The principal sighed, "I didn't expect you to come to our New Year's Eve party. If I had known, I would have invited you on stage to do a performance. The effect would definitely be good."
Zhang Ye said, "Today is the children's performance. I won't be joining in the fun."
The principal said, "That 'To The Oak' has really widened our horizons. With this poem of yours, our little New Year's Eve party will probably become famous." Zhang Ye was in an extremely good mood. If it was an ordinary C or D-list celebrity, the principal would not have cared. If he came, then so be it. However, it was Zhang Ye who came, and he even wrote a poem on the spot and published it at their school. This had a different meaning. Inviting a celebrity to perform at the school was likely to be criticized by others. After all, they were an educational institution. However, Zhang Ye was not an ordinary celebrity, but a literary worker with an extremely high foundation in literature. This poem had a different meaning to their 15th High School. In the future, when people mentioned "To The Oak", they would definitely think of the 15th High School's New Year's Eve party. It would also help their school become famous.
The principal was very enthusiastic and chatted with Zhang Ye for a long time.
A few other school leaders also came over with interest and chatted with Zhang Ye.
… …
Around 9 PM.
Zhang Ye brought Cao Mengmeng out of the school and walked to the hot pot restaurant. He drove his BMW X5 and sent Cao Mengmeng home.
On the way, Cao Mengmeng danced with joy, "Bro! You have given me so much face! Hahaha! Today was too enjoyable! It felt too good! Did you see their expressions? They were all shocked by your 'To The Oak'! "
Zhang Ye rolled his eyes at her, "Just this once. Don't do it again. Your mission is to study well. Don't think about those useless things."
However, Cao Mengmeng did not listen to him at all. She was still talking about herself, "Bro, I really, really admire you! You will be my lifelong idol in the future! When I grow up, I want to be like you. I want to be a great writer! Wherever I go, there will be fans asking for my autograph! Begging for my calligraphy! "
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