The scene at the live broadcast turned silent!
Zhang Ye had answered them!
He used a method that was exclusive to Zhang Ye alone!
He used an answering method that would astound everyone!
After the poem finished, the reporters off-staged gasped. Some stared in disbelief at Zhang Ye, while others wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads. The first row of Shanghai SARFT staff nearly coughed out blood. They were nearly infuriated to death by Zhang Ye's poem. Especially with Li Tao as the highest ranking official in charge of this press conference. Li Tao's face had turned red with anger. Veins bulged from his neck and he looked like he was going to rush up on stage to gnaw Zhang Ye to death. He hated him to the bone!
The others had not reacted in time yet!
A few seconds later, there was an uproar!
"Holy sh*t!"
"This poem..."
"Zhang Ye has gone mad!"
"How is he so daring!? Why is he so daring!?"
"He's cursing the SARFT? Does he plan not to work anymore?"
