That morning.
Caishikou, in the district of Zhang Ye's parents' house.
Xiaoxue was riding her scooter, a bag that was carrying her interview equipment slung over her back. She rode her scooter at lightning speed, rushing to her destination, her hair a mess from the wind. She finally spotted the gates to the district community and quickly pressed the brakes. She could see many other media colleagues carrying their cameras camped outside the gates too. There were reporters from the Beijing Times, Beijing Evening News, a correspondent reporter from a Beihe province, as well as reporters from the China Youth Daily newspaper.
Whoa, there were so many people here?
She felt done for, knowing that she would not be able to get the interview for sure!
With a bunch of people blocking the gates, would Zhang Ye even make an appearance?!
