The next day.
The morning of the third day of the new year.
"Woman Flower Face Smacking"!
"Godly Coincidence"!
"Lee Anson — Just That Capricious"!
"Crisis PR Failure, Lee Anson Returns Home Late Last Night"!
Before the firecrackers went off and the sky was still dark, Beijing's various newspaper stands were selling all sorts of news about last night. Some of the newspapers even did a special report, including the incident at the Spring Festival Gala. They recounted the entire incident from beginning to end.
Zhang Ye had gotten out of bed very early in the morning. He removed the gauze to have a look. His wound was basically fine, so he did not apply any more gauze. He followed the landlady's instructions and applied some medicine on it. After that, he brushed his teeth and washed up. Without eating breakfast, he went straight downstairs. His BMW X5 was not back yet, so he went out of the district to wait for a taxi by the roadside. There were not many cars on the road during the new year. All the taxis were taken and there were very few empty ones. Since he was standing there, Zhang Ye walked over to a newspaper stand. He wanted to read today's newspaper.
There were a few people there.
"How much is the newspaper?"
"One dollar."
"I'll get one."
"Haha, that grandson Lee Anson sure is unlucky!"
"For him to be unlucky to this extent, I'm really speechless!"
"What are you guys talking about?"
"Bro, don't you know yet? Let me show you the newspaper. "
A few men and women who were still working overtime during the new year began chatting in front of the newspaper stand at the bus stop.
"Aiyah, I went to bed early yesterday. I didn't know that such a big thing had happened! Hahahaha! Face-smacking Zhang is really haunting me! Of all people, why did he have to offend Zhang Ye? That fellow was a notorious figure in the circle. Didn't he see how he had angered the SARFT? Didn't he see how he had offended the literary world? How many people in the country had been scolded by Zhang Ye? It was uncountable. Among the celebrities, there was no one who could stir up more trouble than Zhang Ye. Look at this! It's your turn now! Woman Flower Face Smacking, and Teacher Zhang Ye added a godly stab at the end! Even the f * * king Heavenly King would vomit blood! "
"Teacher Zhang is definitely an expert when it comes to such matters!"
"Pfft, I'm cramping up from laughing. Teacher Zhang Ye sure is wicked. Lee Anson is already so unlucky, yet you still went up to stab him. That's too cruel! I can't bear to watch anymore! Hai, now that Comrade Lee Anson has been angered back to China, we won't have anything fun to watch! "
Just look at the stampede incident caused by that Korean celebrity. Even now, that person has not apologized. Many people argued for a long time, but in the end, there was no conclusion to it. That celebrity still did what he wanted. It really f * * king pissed me off. This isn't the first or second time something like this has happened. Every time, it was us commoners who suffered in silence. But look at this time, it's the same thing again. The only difference is that Lee Anson has met with Zhang Ye, a person who never takes a loss! What was the result? It was completely different! Haha, look at how Zhang Ye takes care of Lee Anson! Let that grandson have no temper at all! He had lost his popularity, his reputation was gone, and he had to return to the country with a face full of dirt! This is a complete victory for us! "
"Right, Zhang Ye is still the best."
"That's right. Zhang Ye's infamy is not just for show. He is recognized as a thorn in the industry. He is good internally, and equally good externally!"
"I'm starting to like Zhang Ye more and more. Firstly, we're both Beijingers. I've seen that video before. Zhang Ye's Beijing scolding really suits my taste. Secondly, some of the so-called celebrities these days are only good at dealing with their own people. They have a way of striking down their own people, but when it comes to dealing with foreigners, when they need their help to ask for an explanation from a foreigner, they will all cower in fear. They will mumble like idiots! But look at Teacher Zhang! This is what an awesome person is! He's an expert in scolding his peers! Scolding and fighting with foreigners! He's even more professional! Our country's entertainment circle needs a fierce person like Teacher Zhang Ye who can 'bring peace to the world with his pen and change the world with his martial arts'! "
"Miss, I agree with your point of view. Zhang Ye is indeed not bad. He did not embarrass us Beijing people, nor did he embarrass our country. This battle was done very well!"
"That's right. This is what it means to win glory for our country!"
"In the future, if we encounter such cases of foreign celebrities bullying us commoners, I don't think there's any need to look for the mysterious department or those unknown celebrities. If something happens, we can just @ ZhangYe on Weibo. As long as Teacher Zhang is willing to help, those foreigners will not have a good time! Every single one of them will be kicked out! When Teacher Zhang dealt with such a person, it was as easy as pie for him! Especially against those unscrupulous Korean celebrities, Zhang Ye will definitely not go wrong. The title of Professional Korean Insulter for 20 years is not for nothing! The title of Face-smacking Zhang is not for nothing! "
"Pfft, you've made me laugh!"
"I heard that Zhang Ye lives in the small district behind."
"Really? That can't be? "
"Yeah, I heard about it too."
"Right, two days ago, Zhang Ye was injured in that small district."
"God, Teacher Zhang Ye actually lives so close to me? I was wondering why I felt like beating up my unit's Leader whenever I saw his face! So it's because he inherited Teacher Zhang Ye's' immortal aura '! "
"…"
The more they talked, the happier they became.
A youth was waiting for a bus to arrive at the station. Seeing that it was still early, he did not board the bus. He continued chatting with a few friends who were waiting for the bus. Although it was the first time they were meeting, the conversation was to their liking, so they could not care about anything else. Beijingers were naturally good at chatting.
Zhang Ye, who had wanted to read the newspapers, did not dare to go over when he heard this bunch of people. He quietly slipped away. Hearing this bunch of people evaluate him in such a manner, Zhang Ye was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He could barely accept some of the statements, such as being able to raise a pen to bring peace to the world and martial arts to rule the world? Well, this evaluation was very objective and fair, so he could reluctantly accept it. But some of the statements really made him not know whether to laugh or cry. Who was notorious? Whose notoriety has spread far? What do you mean by how many people in the industry have not been scolded by me? Is this bro that f * cked up?
Is there?
Alright, there really is. Let's change the topic.
Zhang Ye had come out so early in the morning because he had something to do. As for the reason, it was because of a call from Rao Aimin's junior, Lu Yuhu, in the middle of the night.
The content of the call was like this:
"Hello, Zhang Ye. Are you asleep?"
"Ah, you are?"
"I'm Lu Yuhu. I have something to tell you. I didn't think it would be a big deal to bail you out this time, but I might have overlooked several factors. If you were a normal person, it wouldn't be a big deal, but you are a celebrity. This matter has caused a social impact. Many people are discussing it and questioning the Public Security Bureau's handling of you. Some of the Leaders above know about it and came over to ask a simple question. What I mean is, if you have time tomorrow, can you report to the Ministry of Public Security? The head of that department is a friend of mine, and we have a good relationship. Therefore, I opened his unit and stamped his seal. Only then did I complete the procedures. We all know that it's fake. You're just going there to show your sincerity. Of course, I heard from Senior Sister that you're injured. If you haven't recovered from your injury, then so be it. Actually, it's not a big deal. I can still handle this kind of pressure. I'm just worried that it won't be easy to explain to my friend who asked me to do this. "
"Oh, so it's like that. My injury is fine. Alright, then I'll go over tomorrow. I'll help with whatever you need. I won't give you any trouble."
"Alright, thank you very much."
"Look at what you're saying. It's me who should be thanking you."
It's just a formality. The full name of that department is the Public Information Network Security Supervision Bureau of the Ministry of Public Security, commonly known as the Internet Supervisory Bureau. It's in charge of network security. You'll know when you get there. I'll let my friend know in advance. You can drink tea and surf the internet in the office. There's nothing else for you to do. At most, you'll help them with some documents. You don't have to do anything yourself. You'll be there for two or three days at most. After that, everything will be fine.
"Alright, I understand."
"Alright. If there's anything, look for me."
As such, Zhang Ye went to "work" early in the morning. Firstly, he did not have any work at home. "Woman Flower" had been a huge success last night, so he did not need to worry about it. Whatever he needed to do had been done, so there was nothing left to do. Besides, he was still injured, so it was not good for him to go home. He was afraid that his parents and family would worry, so he had found an excuse to tell his parents that he was busy and would not be going home for the next few days. Since he had nothing to do at home, it did not matter if he "went to work". Secondly, Zhang Ye did not want to make things difficult for Lu Yuhu and his friend. They had given face to Rao Aimin and helped him get out through the back door. Now that there was a little problem, if he did not go, wouldn't he be letting the person who helped him bear the risk and pressure? Killing the donkey after it left the millstone? That would be too careless. Zhang Ye would definitely not do such a thing. Since he could go, he naturally had to go. It was not a big deal anyway.
The taxi arrived.
An empty car drove past.
Zhang Ye immediately waved his hand. The car stopped and he pulled the door open.
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