On the other side.
Somewhere in the SARFT's Discipline Inspection office.
Li Tao, who had been fired, was still being investigated by the Discipline Inspection Commission. He was confined to this small room and spent the entire day taking statements.
Outside, a few people from the Discipline Inspection Commission passed by.
"Did you hear? It's about Zhang Ye. "
"Him? Isn't he on the blacklist? "
"It's not about that. There was news just now. Peking University has invited him to give a lecture. And it's not just a lecture, but a long-term Peking University lecturer!"
"What? How is he qualified!? "
"Who knows what those people from Peking University are thinking."
"Such a hooligan, Peking University actually dares to hire them? They're really good! "
"Hur, recruiting such a person will cause trouble sooner or later. Let's wait and see."
"Hai, but this Zhang Ye's luck is really good. The headquarters probably wanted to give Zhang Ye a warning, but who knew that this person did not take it seriously and even went to Peking University to teach? He's even doing better than before? What the hell is this!? "
"You don't say. This Zhang Ye really has some skills. If not, how can a school like Peking University be accepted by just anyone?"
When Li Tao heard this, his face turned green. The main culprit that caused him to be in this state was Zhang Ye, but now, Zhang Ye was teaching at Peking University? Your grandma! I've become like this because of you! I've lost my position, my wife is asking for a divorce, and now they're investigating my financial problems. I don't even know if I'll go to jail! You f * * king Zhang, and you're completely fine? After scolding the SARFT, not only did you get away, you even went to teach at the top school in the country? This isn't fair! It's not fair! Li Tao really wanted to smash everything in the room. He was so angry that he was about to explode!
… …
Beijing.
Jishuitan Hospital.
Beijing Radio Station's Deputy Station Head Jia was lying in the orthopedic ward. The last time he had a meal with his colleagues, because of Zhang Ye's news, he did not walk properly when he left the restaurant. Deputy Station Head Jia had broken his bones and had been lying in the hospital for several days. At this moment, the television he had switched on happened to be broadcasting Zhang Ye's news. This was from the Beijing Local News Channel. Other local television stations might also be broadcasting the same news.
A female host in her thirties said, "Peking University's invitation to Zhang Ye to teach has already been confirmed. As a 23 year old lecturer, Zhang Ye has broken the record of being the youngest lecturer at Peking University. Even excluding private universities, Zhang Ye's age is considered the youngest among all the universities in the country. Our reporter did not manage to interview the Chinese department's Dean, but was fortunate enough to interview Peking University's Chinese department's History Professor, Teacher Zeng. According to what he revealed, this might be Peking University's first attempt, and also an innovation. Peking University believes that Teacher Zhang Ye is capable of taking on this responsibility!"
Peking University's Chinese Department only had one History Professor, and that was Professor Zeng. This History was not the history of the History Department, but a discipline called Historical Linguistics. This discipline leaned towards the Chinese Department in terms of academics, so it also belonged to the Chinese Department. However, its achievements were in the field of History. If one were to break it down further, there was also a branch of achievements that belonged to the Archaeology Department. Professor Zeng was also a nominal lecturer in the History and Archaeology Department.
An authoritative figure in the industry!
A professor that was considered very prestigious even in Peking University!
Professor Zeng's evaluation of Zhang Ye in front of the media was very high. After talking for a long time, he even mentioned his praise for "Zhang Ye's Analysis of the Three Kingdoms". This helped to reduce a lot of resistance for Zhang Ye. After all, Zhang Ye was too young, and his reputation was so bad in the industry, so there would definitely be many who doubted him.
Deputy Station Head Jia was lying in bed staring at the television. He was dumbfounded for a long time. His face was filled with disbelief!
"Station Head Jia!"
"Station Head Jia, we are here to see you."
"Are you feeling better?"
A few people from the radio station had come. Zhāng Yě and Jia Yan were among them.
However, after greeting them, Deputy Station Head Jia did not say a word. Instead, he stared at the television with a darkened face. Only then did they notice it. When they turned to look at the television, they were also stunned!
"Zhang Ye?"
"Peking University invited him to teach?"
"What capabilities does that Zhang guy have!? Impossible! "
Zhāng Yě and Jia Yan also found it unbelievable. Then, they looked at each other. Back when Zhang Ye resigned and left the Beijing Radio Station, he had said that one day, they would regret it. Now, be it Deputy Station Head Jia or the upper echelons of the Beijing Radio Station, they could all feel this. This Zhang Ye was too capable. Back then, they had treated Zhang Ye with disdain. Perhaps they were really wrong. If they had cherished this talent back then, Zhang Ye might not have left. Now, the Beijing Radio Station might have created countless legends of listenership, but now, it was useless to say anything. Zhang Ye had left. And no matter if he went to a television station, online television station, or even a university, he was doing very well. As for their Beijing Radio Station, it was getting worse by the day!
Suddenly, a phone call came in.
"Station Head Jia, uh, your cell phone …" His secretary reminded him.
Only then did Deputy Station Head Jia regain his senses. When he saw the number, he immediately answered, "Station Head."
On the other end, it was the voice of the Beijing Radio Station's Station Head, "Old Jia, how's your injury?"
"It's fine. I'll be discharged in a few days." Deputy Station Head Jia said.
The Station Head acknowledged, "Take good care of yourself. There's no rush to be discharged. I have already arranged for someone to take over your position as Deputy Station Head. Your position will be decided after you have recovered."
"Station Head! This … "Deputy Station Head Jia was shocked.
The Station Head said, "That's all." Saying that, he hung up.
Deputy Station Head Jia's face was already pale. He knew that he was being sidelined. Talk about it after he had recovered? When he was discharged, he would definitely be given a marginal position! He might even be given an early retirement! Deputy Station Head Jia knew very well that the station was giving up on him!
Many people in the ward were also shocked. Some of them had already guessed something from Deputy Station Head Jia's expression. After all, Deputy Station Head Jia was a member of the upper echelons, while Zhang Ye was just a small fry. However, as Zhang Ye's fame grew, his prestige grew. He had even entered the doors of the number one school in the education world. Back then, Zhang Ye's "Dead Water" at the Silver Microphone Awards had been slapped in the face time and time again. Voices of doubt came one after another. There were even many famous people in the industry who openly mocked the Beijing Radio Station for not having foresight, for forcing such a talent away. At this moment, Deputy Station Head Jia had been marginalized. This also showed the Beijing Radio Station's attitude — Finally, someone had to take responsibility for this matter!
"Station Head Jia."
"Uh, this …"
The surrounding people were also very embarrassed. They did not know whether to stay or leave.
Deputy Station Head Jia seemed to have aged a few years in an instant. Once upon a time, Zhang Ye was an extremely small fry in his eyes. He thought that he could summon him at his beck and call. He thought that he could use him at his beck and call. He thought that he could scram at his beck and call. But in the end, this small fry in his eyes had smacked his face time and time again. Furthermore, no matter what methods or means Deputy Station Head Jia used, he could not do anything to him. Now, this small fry had climbed step by step to where he was today. He had climbed to a position that was much higher than him. The old debt that Deputy Station Head Jia did not want to settle had finally been settled on his head!
"Get out!" Deputy Station Head Jia said.
Jia Yan and Zhāng Yě looked at each other, "Station Head Jia …"
"I want to rest!" Deputy Station Head Jia was infuriated. He ordered them to leave!
Jia Yan was his relative, so of course he was the most depressed. The others were only Deputy Station Head Jia's subordinates. Seeing that Deputy Station Head Jia was finished, they did not stay any longer. Some of them could not even be bothered to say a word and left the ward together. Deputy Station Head Jia had a taste of the fickleness of human nature!
… …
Jiaozi Alley.
Xuanwu Library.
It was a few minutes drive from Zhang Ye's Caishikou home.
In this world, the Xuanwu district was still the Xuanwu district. However, in Zhang Ye's previous world, the Xuanwu district had long been incorporated into the Xicheng District. There were not many people here. As the library was not big and was rather old, one needed a library card to read, so many people did not like to come here. However, it was precisely because the library was rather old that there was a lot of information that other places did not have. Zhang Ye had found quite a bit of information regarding "Dream of the Red Chamber" here.
As he was flipping through the information, phone calls came one after another!
Yao Jiancai was the first, "Little Zhang, you are defying the heavens! Hahaha! "
Zhang Ye laughed, "Old Yao, I haven't asked you yet. Is your daughter also from Peking University?"
"That's right. Didn't I tell you before? Eh, then how did you know? "Yao Jiancai said.
Zhang Ye said, "I met her. She's my student. Yao Mi, right? She really looks like you. She has her own characteristics. I think she might be a talent in comedy in the future. Why did she learn Chinese? "
Yao Jiancai said helplessly, "I also want her to report to the acting department, but her looks are not qualified."
Zhang Ye said, "You, Old Yao, don't have any face?"
"Forget it. I'm just a C or D-list actor. I don't have that much face in the school. Oh right, you have to take care of my daughter." Yao Jiancai said.
"Don't worry. That goes without saying." Zhang Ye said.
Then, Hu Fei also called, "Little Zhang, you are really good. A Peking University lecturer. I can't even be envious of you. In the future, when my child enters university, I'll look for you."
Zhang Ye said, "I don't even know if I can stay on. The contract isn't long term. I'm just an external lecturer. If I don't do well, they will definitely not hire me next semester."
Hu Fei laughed, "Forget it. With your ability to lecture about the Three Kingdoms, how can you not do well?"
The call was hung up.
The next call came. It was from his old classmate, Dong Shanshan, "Zhang Ye, congratulations. I saw the news!"
"Thank you. Hur Hur. There's nothing to congratulate me about. I'm also under quite a lot of pressure." Zhang Ye said honestly.
Suddenly, many voices came from the other end.
"Zhang laoshi, congratulations!"
"You have really brought honor to us webhosts!"
"That's right. Haha, I never expected that webhosts like us could become a lecturer at Peking University. Teacher Little Zhang, do well. We will also benefit from it!"
"Right, I'm looking forward to the continuation of your 'Analysis of the Three Kingdoms'."
Suddenly, the WebTV department's Deputy Director, Wang Xiong's voice came over. He had clearly taken Dong Shanshan's cell phone, "Teacher Little Zhang, your teaching won't affect your work here, right?"
Zhang Ye said, "Leader, it won't affect me. I'll only be teaching for about ten days. When that time comes, the school will be on holiday. I will also be back in Shanghai. If Peking University still wants me to teach next semester, it won't affect my main job. I'll teach when I'm free. My time is free, since it's an elective class."
Wang Xiong laughed, "That's good. Do well. President Feng's company will also support you. If you become famous, it will be very beneficial to our program."
"Thank you, Leader, for your support." Zhang Ye said, "Actually, I had just confirmed that I would be teaching at Peking University. I was just about to inform you about it. The previous Professor Wang was hospitalized, so he pulled me in to fill in the vacancy. I was in a rush, so I didn't have the time to report to you."
Wang Xiong comforted him, "Don't think too much about it. It's alright. This is a good thing. I'm not just being polite when I say support. The company really supports you!"
Following that.
Zhang Ye's former colleague at Beijing Radio Station, who was also the radio station's pillar, Wang Xiaomei, also called. She told him something, "Deputy Station Head Jia's position has been changed by the Station Head."
Zhang Ye asked in surprise, "Why?"
Wang Xiaomei said, "Isn't it because of you? This is settling old scores. Actually, the radio station's Station Head is also responsible for pushing you out, but there needs to be a scapegoat to shut people up. Deputy Station Head Jia was the main 'hero' who forced you out, so it's only natural that he was removed. If not, your bunch of fans would bring out 'Dead Water' to flood the Beijing Radio Station's official website every other day. No one would be able to stand it."
When Zhang Ye heard this, he also smiled. Actually, if Teacher Xiaomei had not mentioned it, he would have forgotten about Deputy Station Head Jia. However, he was happy to see this person get his comeuppance. "Thank you, Teacher Xiaomei. How are the others? Director Zhao? Xiaofang? Big Sis Zhou and Auntie Sun? "
Wang Xiaomei said with a faint smile, "Everyone is doing well. Now that you have returned to Beijing, let's have a gathering sometime. Oh, I forgot that you will be busy during this period of time. If there's a chance, congratulations. You are no longer an ordinary person. Look at the bunch of titles introduced to you on Peking University's official website. There should be about eight or nine of them, right? And every one of them is famous. The word 'famous' is not something anyone can add! "
Zhang Ye was amused and said, "Teacher Xiaomei, don't flatter me. Do you think I don't know what I'm capable of? When I'm done, let's have a gathering. "
Wang Xiaomei said, "Alright, let's meet when the time comes."
Zhang Ye said, "Alright. Say hello to Director Zhao, Big Sis Zhou and me."
Wang Xiaomei said, "Got it. I'll pass on the message. I'm looking forward to your lecture on 'Analysis of the Three Kingdoms' to the Peking University students. If there's a video on the internet, I'll definitely watch it."
There were calls one after another.
They were all old friends and colleagues. They all said they were looking forward to his new product, 'Three Kingdoms'!
Three Kingdoms?
Everyone thought it was the Three Kingdoms?
Zhang Ye held his right shoulder and hung up. He did not tell them that he did not plan on touching 'Romance of the Three Kingdoms' this time. He already had a better topic. And as a literary youth, Zhang Ye naturally did not want to see this world's misunderstanding of 'Dream of the Red Chamber'. He did not want to see their misunderstanding of Cao Xueqin. This had to be clarified publicly. As the only person in this world who knew the truth about 'Dream of the Red Chamber', Zhang Ye had the responsibility and obligation to tell the truth to everyone!
It was just like how Zhang Ye had brought all the poems and songs from his previous world over. It was not that he plagiarized, nor did he want to use it to become famous. It was not that he did not want to use his brain and only wanted to use the wisdom of his predecessors. It was really not that. In fact, Zhang Ye did not want his world's classic works to be buried. As a bridge between the two worlds, as a messenger of communication between the two worlds, Zhang Ye was shouldering the mission of spreading literature and art!
It was a great responsibility!
Was it tiring? It was really tiring!
But he was not afraid. He could endure the hardships!
Hai, it's to serve the people. There's no need to thank me. Please call me Red Scarf!
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