Chapter 156 - Fans Seek Justice for Zhang Ye! (2/2)
Superintendent Song and company wiped their sweat and quickly brought Zhang Ye back to the small, dark room!
Afternoon.
The Beijing Times began selling!
“Zhang Ye’s ‘My Confession’” : This afternoon at the police station, our reporter witnessed the police taking Zhang Ye away. Under the flurry of verbal attacks by other reporters, Teacher Zhang said righteously in his own words a poem… No matter how heavy the iron shackles clang at my feet, no matter how high you raise the whip, I have no confession… The above was the poem’s original text. From this, we can tell that unless there was a great grievance and fury, how would a person be able to write such a poem? Together with the bruises on Zhang Ye’s body and the handcuff on his leg, we do not know what sort of unjust treatment Zhang Ye had endured in the police station. This matter will be followed up by our newspaper’s reporters!
The other city tabloids also published an evening edition!
“There are hidden facts behind Zhang Ye’s a.s.sault?”
“The police station tortured Teacher Zhang Ye?”
Of course, some of these tabloids were still discrediting Zhang Ye, writing him as being a heinous guy. They wrote that he hit others because of personal desires, or that he had taken a fancy to the female colleague!
Jiaomen East.
“Aunt, Zhang Ye was arrested!” Rao Chenchen said waving a newspaper.
“This kid’s getting into trouble again?” Rao Aimin frowned. She grabbed the papers to take a look and laughed, “Hur, this kid was already brought to the station, but still did not forget to write poems?”
Chenchen said anxiously, “What to do? What to do!”
Rao Aimin threw down the newspaper, “That rascal is smart; don’t worry about him.”
Chenchen pulled at Rao Aimin’s clothes and said, “Aunt, go and save him! Break him out of prison!”
“You wench, you are so protective of your Uncle Zhang?” Rao Aimin was speechless. “Break into the prison? This is a lawful and orderly society. It does not matter if you have the skills. Besides, your Uncle Zhang was just brought in to a.s.sist in the investigations. He hasn’t been judged yet!”
Cais.h.i.+kou.
Zhang Ye’s house.
An old neighbor knocked on the door and came in, “Old Zhang, things are bad. Your son was arrested!”
“What? Little Ye was arrested?” Dad shook his head, “Impossible. My son is a Party member! He’s law-abiding!”
A neighboring auntie threw them a Beijing Times newspaper, “Look at it yourself. It’s already in the newspapers!”
Zhang Ye’s mom, who was cooking in the kitchen, rushed over. Seeing this, she was alarmed, “Who dares to accuse my son? That bunch of b.a.s.t.a.r.ds! And he even dared to beat my son?”
Dad was also furious as he got up, “Let’s go! To the police station!”
On the web, Zhang Ye’s “My Confession” had been spread!
If it were anyone else’s poem, it might not have attracted that much attention. But this was a poem by the author Zhang Ye, who had composed “Dead Water”, “A Generation” and others like them. Whether it was cla.s.sical poetry or modern poetry, it would be antic.i.p.ated highly. His least popular work even surpa.s.sed a million hits! You could imagine his popularity! Furthermore, “My Confession” was in a similar style as “Dead Water”! Everyone was even more interested!
“Great! This poem’s absolutely great!”
“Zhang Ye is truly talented! I’m convinced!”
The Devil’s palace trembles from the laughter? What a strong spirit! I am already beginning to like him! This person is so f**king charismatic!”
“Especially that last line. This is my, a communist member’s, confession. It’s so empowering!”
“I feel that even though many people in the literary world do not acknowledge Zhang Ye, no one can deny that no one can match the literary value and the ability to speak to one’s heart in his works! Personally, I think amongst all of Zhang Ye’s poems, this is the best!”
“Right. Especially this Confession. I stood up just from reading it. I never felt my body’s blood surge from reading a poem!”
“Teacher Zhang Ye must have definitely been framed! Look at the ma.s.s deletion of threads on several forums. Isn’t it clear? Someone is trying to entrap Zhang Ye! It was the last straw when Teacher Zhang Ye issued his angry roaring sound, feeling the senselessness in this! That bunch of people are too much!”
“Let’s go! Let’s post!”
“That’s right! Count me in!”
“I’ve prepared my clone accounts! If they delete the threads or ban us, let’s just carry on!”
“Right! They delete one! We post ten! Let’s see if they are faster or if we are faster! I don’t believe this world has no justice! Teacher Zhang is a person who can go to such means for a fan. Would he do something illegal? Only a ghost would believe so! This must be insidiously done by someone! They are guiding the public opinion!”
Inside Zhang Ye’s Nest Tieba.
The other netizens were only angry. But when Zhang Ye’s fans saw the “My Confession”, they were furious to the extreme!
“b.a.s.t.a.r.d!”
“That bunch of b.a.s.t.a.r.ds!”
“Teacher Zhang is in trouble! Everyone quickly come!”
A junior moderator posted, “Comrades, brothers. Everyone should already know what’s going on, so I won’t say anything else. I don’t even want to know the cause and course of the matter. All I see is that Teacher Zhang is in trouble! I ask all of you! When we fans were in trouble! Who reached out a helping hand!? Who was the one who dissipated all his wealth to pay the medical bills for a small fan?”
“It’s Teacher Zhang!”
“It’s Teacher Zhang Ye!”
The junior moderator said angrily, “Right! It’s Teacher Zhang Ye! When a fan was in trouble, Teacher Zhang reached out his helping hand without any hesitation! Now that Teacher Zhang is in trouble, it is time for us to help him!”
Big Saber Bro posted, “My large saber is again again again again again again again again again again again unable to endure the thirst!”
The junior moderator said, “Big Saber Bro is here, too? Good! All the brothers have gathered. Big Saber Bro, this moderator who doesn’t bother about the board or bothers thinking, please lead everyone to the various Tieba forums, Weibo and other public media sites and post Teacher Zhang Ye’s poem! Let’s seek justice for Teacher Zhang!”
“I’m going!”
“Count me in!”
“There’s me, too! I’m going all out!”
“They deleted a thread! I’ll f**king post a hundred!”
“That’s right! Let’s see if they have more people or if we have more people! I refuse to believe we have less manpower!”
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