Upstairs.
At his doorstep.
"Slow down, Teacher Zhang." The female reporter helped him up.
"I'm fine." Zhang Ye said as he staggered forward.
A male reporter said with trepidation, "You're still fine!? Look at your blood! "
A cameraman said loudly, "Why are you still going upstairs? If it were up to me, we should just go straight to the hospital!"
"Teacher Zhang refuses to go no matter what. He won't listen no matter what I say." The female reporter said angrily, "I've finally witnessed your legendary bad temper today!"
Zhang Ye forced a smile, "I know what I'm doing. It's nothing serious. You guys can go back. Thank you for sending me upstairs. Go back to your work."
The female reporter said with a pained heart, "Why are you thanking me? I should be thanking you. If you had not blocked that rock for me, I would be the one in a bloody mess right now. You really made me … My first interview with you wasn't friendly at all. It was a little nitpicking. You … Hai, I really don't know what words of gratitude I should say!" This was the first time she was interviewing Zhang Ye. She had only come here after seeing a random address on the internet. She did not know Zhang Ye well and only wanted to gather some information about the news. Who knew that so many things would happen? She was feeling extremely apologetic now. If not for her, Zhang Ye would definitely not have suffered such a serious injury!
Zhang Ye did not mind and said, "They were here for me. That rock was also aimed at me. It has nothing to do with you, so don't stand on ceremony with me."
The female reporter said worriedly, "Will you be alright alone?"
Zhang Ye was already feeling much better, "No problem."
"Then, then …" The female reporter was still worried.
Zhang Ye urged, "Hurry up and go back. Hur Hur, this news will be snatched by other newspapers and television stations in a while. You won't even have a place to cry." He made a joke.
Finally, the few reporters and cameramen walked away, looking back with every step.
Clearly, it had been cleaned by the landlady auntie. He took off his shoes and closed the door behind him. Then, he leaned against the door and panted in pain. It was so painful. He barely walked to the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror. The wound on his head was not too big. Also, he had been training his body in Beijing recently, so he had kungfu. The bleeding had stopped and had stopped. Hence, he took a deep breath and did not find anyone for help. He took off his dirty clothes. There was no gauze at home, so he could only make do with band-aids. He stuck four to five on his forehead and one on his neck. He did not dare to take a bath, so he wet a towel with hot water and wiped off the rotten egg residue on his body. There were still a few vegetable leaves on his shoulder, which he removed.
Why did he not beat them?
Why did he not beat them?
Against Lee Anson, Zhang Ye could kick him without any qualms, but against these Chinese minors, these children whose thoughts and values were not fully formed, he could not bring himself to do it. He, Zhang Ye, could not do such a thing. Actually, he did not feel any anger in his heart, only a kind of heartache or sorrow. For the first time, he suddenly felt that he should be a good teacher, teaching well and educating the children well. He did not hope that such a thing would never happen again, but he hoped that the children of today would have the most basic respect and awe for their motherland and people, as well as their fellow countrymen.
After a long while.
Zhang Ye finally came out of the bathroom and slowly lay down on the bed. He took out his cellphone and saw that there was news on the internet.
… …
"Zhang Ye gets injured"!
"Lee Anson fans surround Zhang Ye's neighborhood"!
"Zhang Ye steps forward to protect female reporter. Head injury, bleeding incessantly"!
There was even a video news article that released a one minute and twenty seconds video of the scene. As the scene was too chaotic, the video was not very clear. The camera was shaky and could only capture Zhang Ye's back and the flying eggs and apples, as well as the children's scolding! From the video, it could be seen that Zhang Ye did not say a single word from the beginning to the end. He did not even lift a finger at the children. He even stood in front of the children and allowed them to attack him. He did not even bat an eyelid. No one knew what Zhang Ye was thinking!
After seeing this video, many people fell silent!
"Why are children these days like this?"
"For a Korean celebrity, is it worth it?"
"Is Zhang Ye alright? I think he's seriously injured! "
"Why does my heart hurt so much!? If I were Zhang Ye, I would definitely f * * king beat up this bunch of bastards! Zhang Ye can beat up Lee Anson and two bodyguards alone! How can he not be able to deal with these children? "
"This is too infuriating!"
"This bunch of little bastards!"
"It was all instigated by that grandson, Lee Anson!"
"That's right! It was Lee Anson who posted on Weibo to get his fans to denounce Zhang Ye! This person is too despicable! All he did was sit at home and watch the commotion. Just by posting on Weibo, he made our Chinese people kill each other? "
"Lee Anson, f * * k your mother!"
"I'm so angry right now! This is too f * * king infuriating! "
"Lee Anson is such a thing! There are actually people who are willing to fight for him? Are your brains filled with sh * t!? Open your eyes and take a look! "
"This bunch of brainless fans!"
"How disappointing!"
"Why did Zhang Ye fight with Lee Anson back then? Why did he block his path? Isn't it all because of you!? Teacher Zhang really put in a lot of effort! But what about you? Has your conscience been eaten by dogs? You even turned around and hurt Teacher Zhang! Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning!? "
This video was very shocking to everyone!
Not only did it attract the wrath of people from all walks of life, even Lee Anson's hardcore fans were shaken from the bottom of their hearts!
A few Weibo fans with the words "Lee Anson Army" wrote on their autographs.
Xiaoxiao: "How can this be? It's too scary."
Anson-oppa's Little Cotton-Padded Jacket: "Hai, no matter what, they shouldn't have done this. These people are also part of our 'Anson-oppa Army'? Why do I suddenly feel like … it's a little scary. "
Little QQQBV: "Who asked Zhang Ye to beat Anson-oppa!? He reaped what he sowed! "
Xiaoxiao: "But what we did was a little too much."
I Have a Leather Belt: "The army has always refused to believe that Anson-oppa would coldly ignore his fans. Actually, I heard from a friend who was present at the scene that Anson-oppa was indeed like that. He did not care about that fan who had been waiting for him outside for 3-4 hours in the middle of winter. The bodyguard had knocked him down, but Anson-oppa did not say anything. He just turned around and left. That was how Zhang Ye blocked his path and beat him up. Although I don't really want to believe it, but … Anyway, I'm prepared to leave the army. A few of my classmates have already left. They all say that Anson-oppa does not care about us at all!"
Little QQQBV: "Don't listen to their nonsense!"
Li Zili: "Right, it must be a rumor. Back then, Zhang Ye wanted to take the opportunity to become famous and use Anson-oppa to create hype! His methods are too despicable! He should be beaten to death! "
Xiaoxiao: "Our army is changing. I've also left. Actually, after seeing so many comments in society today, I feel that Anson-oppa is no longer worthy of my liking. On the contrary, don't you think Zhang Ye is quite manly? In order to seek an explanation for us, he did not hesitate to be locked up in the police station. When our army's fans went over to 'denounce' him, he did not retaliate. After seeing this video, I really feel bad. I don't know what's the point of me staying in this army. I need to calm down for a period of time. "
Anson-oppa's Little Cotton-Padded Jacket: "Hai, Xiaoxiao has already retired, so I'll retire too. After watching the video, I feel like I've suddenly matured a lot. I just want to know if Zhang Ye is alright, and if his injuries are serious. I even scolded and cursed him before. If something really happened to him, I won't feel good about it. I believe a lot of people won't feel at ease on their conscience."
Within Lee Anson's fan club, there were finally disagreements and conflicts. Some people were still holding on, but many people were leaving the fan club. The description of many people was a very large number of people. It was so large that even Lee Anson's manager's expression changed when he saw it!
"That's right!"
"This kind of person is not worth liking!"
"We have so many celebrities in China, so why can't we like anyone?"
"It's a great virtue to know one's mistakes and correct them!"
Many netizens who saw this scene were very pleased. They suddenly felt that they could understand these "brainless fans" that they might not have understood in the past. These young men and women might have suddenly been captivated by something that matched their senses and fantasies at some point in time. As a result, they were unable to extricate themselves from it. It was not that they did not know right from wrong, nor were they without conscience!
"What's the situation with Zhang Ye?"
"Did he go to the hospital?"
"Teacher Zhang is too worrisome!"
"Does anyone have a way to contact Peking University or Weiwo WebTV? Ask them about Zhang Ye's injuries. I think he was smashed quite badly!"
"Is Zhang Ye really stupid or is he faking it? Why are you walking forward at this time? Are you going to be a live target?"
"If it were me, I would have beaten him up. Who cares!"
"Teacher Zhang, say something! Everyone is worried! "
"If I were Zhang Ye, I would have run when I saw them throwing things. Why would I stand there like a fool and let them smash me!? Isn't that stupid!? "
"You're good to them, but they don't know!"
"Why didn't you dodge, Teacher Zhang?"
Many people did not understand why!
But at this moment, Zhang Ye suddenly posted on Weibo!
It was a poem! It was a poem that made people fall silent after seeing it!
Zhang Ye endured his headache and took out his cellphone to post, word by word.
The poem went like this:
"The soul has no escape arrow."
"The wind and rain are like a plate, darkening my hometown."
"The cold stars are undetectable."
"With my blood … I sacrifice the Yellow Emperor."
This was a short poem by Lu Xun from his world — "A Small Portrait".
Zhang Ye's answer, Zhang Ye's feelings, were all in the poem!
— My heart cannot escape the arrows shot by my motherland. I passionately love my unawakened homeland. Even if I entrust these feelings to the stars in the sky, no one can understand? What should I do? What should I do? I don't know! I can only use my hot blood to serve my motherland!
Why didn't Zhang Ye dodge?
Why didn't Zhang Ye fight back?
Why didn't Zhang Ye take a step back even when his head was bleeding?
The phrase "I sacrifice my blood for the Xuan Yuan" shocked everyone who had read the poem and understood the meaning behind it!
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