Everyone took their seats.
Everyone looked for their own spots.
Zhang Ye went to a small table in the back. "Teacher Su."
"Nicely done Teacher Zhang. Your few poems were enough to stun everyone." Su Na said jovially. She was not a bigoted person. She usually did not have the bearing of a Peking University teacher, and would joke around if necessary. "I have something I want to ask of you."
Zhang Ye sat down. "Go on."
Su Na said, "Can you give me the upper half of your couplet?"
Zhang Ye threw up his hands. "They have already been taken by President Wu. You can ask it from her."
"So you are agreeable to it? If you agree to it, I'll go over. Anyway President Wu likes poetry, and is probably not as interested in couplets, but my father likes it." Su Na said.
Zhang Ye smiled and said, "It's for Uncle Su? Sure, no problem."
Su Na said happily, "Then it's settled. Thanks!"
