Chapter 342 - Zhang Yes Closing Speech! (1/2)

On the podium.

The first program of the gala unfolded.

It was a song and dance performance. The opening dance began with primary school students appearing in gorgeous attire. Following that, a bunch of middle and high school students slowly joined in the dance as the musical rhythm became more intense.

Professor Yan got off the stage and returned to his seat.

”Professor Yan.”

”Nicely said.”

”With experience comes wisdom.”

Yan Jiantao waved his hand and smiled, and said some modest words.

The surrounding professors and colleagues continuously flattered him.

The others, meanwhile raised the old topic, and talked about how Zhang Ye's literature and education was incomparable to Yan Jiantao. Compared to Professor Yan, who walked a orthodox and traditional educational path, Zhang Ye's literary qualities were useless in this realm. Many Peking University teachers believed this was the gap from different levels, and also the difference in realms. Teacher Zhang's works were more popular than Professor Yan's works. He was popular too, but so what? In literature and education, it was not a compet.i.tion for so-called popularity. It was not a compet.i.tion of who stirred up more interest, but the meaning and significance behind it.

Could Zhang Ye do it?

He had not demonstrated skill in this before!

The Peking University teachers were mostly concentrated in the right side towards the front. Some of talk ended up reaching Zhang Ye's area. When the music from the stage stopped, Zhang Ye heard it.

I'm inferior to Yan Jiantao? Zhang Ye laughed without a word.

Su Na also heard it and whispered, ”Teacher Zhang, don't take it to heart. They are just casually talking about it and joining in on the buzz. Don't take offense.”

Zhang Ye shrugged his shoulders. ”It's alright.”

The students in the auditorium were nearly falling asleep!

This is what an education standard was? This is what a literary standard was?

Zhang Ye was at a loss of words. He admitted that literature was not something that depended on popularity, but it was not something that does not take into account popularity, right? If people rejected watching or listening to it, then who was this literature for? What was the meaning behind literature? Narcissism? Everyone is drunk, while I'm the only one awake? Without any transmission ability, the so-called literature was not worth even a s.h.i.+t! Yan Jiantao's speech was indeed very orthodox. The reasoning behind it was good, but to say that he did a good job? Zhang Ye did not agree!

One program followed another.

One performance followed another.

Dances...

Choral performances...

Acrobatic performances...

Crosstalk...

Suddenly, just as the gala was ending, a secondary school student walked up the stage. He surprised everyone with a talk show performance. Everyone found it quite novel.

The students were very interested in new things.

”Talk Show?”

”Isn't this Teacher Zhang's creation?”

”It's not bad.”

”Is it? It's a far cry from Zhang Ye's.”

”Isn't that nonsense? Zhang Ye is the creator of such a program format. Furthermore, he is a professional host. There's no way to compete. This person is already doing quite a good job.”

”Hai, listening to this makes me want to listen to Teacher Zhang do a Talk Show again. Isn't he a Peking University teacher now? Will he do a segment for us today?”

”No chance for that. Teacher Zhang isn't a primary or secondary school student.”

A talk show program aroused the discussion amongst students of other provinces. Of course, there were a large number of people who had not heard of talk shows. There were even more people who did not know who Zhang Ye was. Hence, when they saw this program format, they thought it was a mono crosstalk. Only when the surrounding cla.s.smates explained to them did they learn that this was a talk show style performance. No wonder it felt different from mono crosstalk. There was no main theme, and the style was very different.

In the front row.

A few people did not have the mind to listen to the talk show program onstage.

A Peking University staff member ran over and crouched down, to avoid the cameras or affect others. He hurriedly said, ”The President can't make it!”

A Vice President was stunned. ”What happened?”

Wu Zeqing also said, ”Is the President still not feeling well?”

”Yes, we just found out about it on the phone. The President is still hospitalized. He was supposed to be discharged just now, but now, it doesn't seem to be the case.” The staff said, ”The hospital said the President has elevated blood pressure and needs to be put under supervision while on drip. So, he definitely won't be able to come. The President got them to pa.s.s the message to get someone else to stand in for the closing speech.”

A Vice President, who had a white beard, said, ”That is the only thing we can do now. President Wu, you are eloquent, why don't you do it?” With that, the staff said, ”What about the closing speech's script?”

The person was stunned. ”Script? Oh, there's no script.”