It was past 7 PM.
The sky was already dark.
Zhang Ye was still on the road, taking a call. He had not reached home yet. Firstly, the car in front of him was still parked there, refusing to move. Secondly, there were still a hundred cars parked in front of the car in front of him — — he was stuck in a traffic jam.
The call was from Hu Fei. He was the person who had brought Zhang Ye to Beijing Arts Channel to do "Lecture Room". He was Zhang Ye's old boss and had a good relationship with him.
"Hello, Brother Hu."
"Is everything settled? Is it convenient to talk now? "
"Yes, the roads are all blocked."
"Hur Hur, you must have had enough scolding today, right?"
"Hai, how could I have had enough? I've caused so much trouble, and I still don't know how to resolve it."
"Come on, that's what you say, but from your tone, it doesn't seem to matter at all. Alright, I won't beat around the bush. It's probably impossible to get you to control your temper. You're just like this, and you won't change for the rest of your life."
"Heh, you know me best."
"I called you to check on your situation. Seeing that you're in high spirits, I'm relieved. Today, I'm calling to inform you that I've been transferred away from Beijing Arts Channel. The transfer order just came down today, and I've brought Big Hou, Little Hou, Xiao Lu, and Dafei to Beijing Television."
"Yo, you've been promoted?"
"Not really."
"The Arts Channel is a local channel, while the satellite channel has a national signal. How can it be the same? Alright, Brother Hu, let's not talk about it anymore. Hurry up and report on my news. Convey my glorious side to the people, so that I can get rid of my current trouble."
"Spare me, please. I haven't lived enough yet. With you scolding the Japanese in public like this, who would dare to report any positive news about you? I reckon that Central TV and the other local satellite news stations won't even dare to mention your name during this period of time. Don't try to harm me. Besides, our program team has been transferred to Beijing Television to work on a new program. It's not like I'm in charge of the news."
"Ha, I was just joking."
"You, you brought this upon yourself. Clean it up yourself."
"Is it really that serious, Brother Hu?"
"What do you think?"
At this moment, a new call came in. When Zhang Ye saw it, he quickly said a few words to Hu Fei before hanging up. Then he answered the call. It was from Rao Aimin.
"Landlady Auntie." Zhang Ye said.
Rao Aimin said, "I'll waive your rent for this month!"
Zhang Ye was amused. "Whoa, there's such a good thing?" Old Rao was famous for valuing money as much as her life. Would a person who was willing to spend tens of dollars on water and water bills take the initiative to waive his rent?
Rao Aimin's tone was very casual. "I've seen the video of you scolding people. Not bad. You scolded well. Very well. You have a bit of my style in the past."
Oh right, I forgot that the landlady auntie is also a famous nationalist. Zhang Ye said, "Alright, then I will continue to learn from you. Is next month's rent also …"
Beep beep.
The line had already been disconnected.
Zhang Ye was speechless for a long time. He called back and spoke to Little Chenchen for a while before hanging up.
…
Eight o'clock.
The section of the road where the rear-end accident happened was clear, so Zhang Ye reached home.
The moment he entered the house, he saw his father sitting upright with a gloomy look on his face. His mother secretly gave him a look and pouted her lips, indicating that his father was angry.
Zhang Ye understood and quickly changed the topic. "Aiyo, the roads were really tough today. I don't know how the rear-end accident happened, but I was stuck in traffic for two hours. Mom, I haven't eaten yet. I'm starving. Is there any food left? I've already been promoted to an associate professor. Didn't you say that you were going to celebrate it? "
His mother said happily, "You haven't been demoted as an associate professor?"
Zhang Ye said, "Why would I be demoted? It's already been approved. This is a reward for my contribution to mathematics. It has nothing to do with anything else."
His mother had thought that her son had gotten into big trouble and would definitely lose his associate professor position. Unexpectedly, he was fine. She was very happy. "Alright, Mom will heat up some food for you."
His father slammed the table. "Heat up what food! Starve! "
His mother stared at him. "What are you doing? You're not letting your son eat?"
His father said angrily, "He's a teacher, yet he led his students to scold others in public. What kind of behavior is that! What kind of role model is that! What kind of Communist Party member is that! "
"Dad, you're trying to make things worse for me." Zhang Ye sat down and said, "Don't even talk about being a Communist Party member or a teacher of the people. Even a rabbit will bite when it's cornered. Besides, it's because I'm a teacher and a Party member that I can't back down when something happens. That's why I have to be the first to rush forward. Otherwise, if we teachers don't dare to say this or that, who will speak up for the students? If we Party members don't dare to say this or that, who will speak up for the common people!? "
His father was taken aback from hearing this.
Zhang Ye added on, "It's not very appropriate for me to scold others, but I have to make it clear, Dad. I really did not lead the students to scold others. I was just in the mood to scold them. I didn't expect the students to scold them along with me. I have to admit my mistake on this point. I really did not do a good job."
His father was frustrated and flung his hands. "I can't outtalk you!"
His mother laughed. "Then do you want to heat up the food?"
"It's hot." His father harrumphed. "I haven't eaten yet either!"
Zhang Ye immediately said, "Let me do it. I'll heat up the food for Dad."
His father did not appreciate it. "Don't try to curry favor with me. What you said just now was still wrong. When I think it through tomorrow, I'll speak to you again!"
Zhang Ye chuckled. "Alright, I'll listen to you humbly tomorrow."
After the meal, the house was peaceful and quiet.
Zhang Ye went back to his room. After thinking about it, he felt a little uneasy and decided to check with Wu Zeqing to see if the situation was serious. He was afraid that she might be too busy or in a meeting and did not call, so he sent her a text message instead. Old Wu had just been promoted and had a lot of things to handle. Sometimes, the two of them would communicate through text messages.
Zhang Ye: "Old Wu."
A minute later, she replied: "You're home?"
Zhang Ye: "Yes, you saw the news?"
Wu Zeqing: "I saw it. Someone even mentioned it in the meeting just now."
Zhang Ye: "Ahem, is the situation pretty serious?"
Wu Zeqing: "It's not light at all."
Zhang Ye: "Will this bro be put on the banned artist list again?"
Wu Zeqing: "No."
Zhang Ye: "Really?"
Wu Zeqing: "I'm here."
When he heard this, Zhang Ye felt relieved. It was not because he would not be banned. Actually, even if he was banned again, he would not be afraid. What made Zhang Ye feel relieved was Old Wu's unconditional support for him. With such a big incident happening, if it were anyone else's girlfriend, even if they did not fall out with her, they would at least say a few words, right? Indeed, no matter what, Zhang Ye taking the lead in scolding others was not something to be proud of. But Wu Zeqing did not, not even a single word of criticism. If something happened? Then let it be resolved. She would stand on Zhang Ye's side unconditionally and respect every choice he made.
What was so good about Wu Zeqing?
It was right here!
Because Zhang Ye was the kind of person who was soft on the outside but hard on the inside. He was very opinionated. If Zhang Ye felt that something was right, no matter what others said, no matter how much he promised others that he would not do it or say it, he would still do it in the end. This was because he had his own judgment, his own way of thinking, and his own code of conduct. He was a little unique and different from others, so his way of doing things was destined to be different from others. That was why a gentle woman like Old Wu who did not show it and knew how to respect others was very attractive.
So was there even a need to ask?
If Zhang Ye had to list out the three greatest strengths that he liked about Wu Zeqing, then without even thinking, Zhang Ye would definitely rank them like this.
1: Big breasts!
2: Big breasts!
3: Big breasts!!
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