I’m Really a Superstar

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It's quite late.

The time on the phone was twenty minutes after nine o'clock in the evening.

After Zhang Ye signed autographs for the fans in the recording room, several staff members led the remaining audience members to leave one after another. Zhang Ye had already asked Hu Fei, Xiao Luhou and others to go home from work, while he stayed behind to do the hosting work. , put the tape in place, removed the scene, and finally sorted out the work files before getting ready to get off work.

Press the elevator.

Ding, the door is open.

"Hey, Uncle Wei?" Zhang Ye saw the person in the elevator.

Editor Wei was startled, "Teacher Xiao Zhang, why do you get off work so late?"

Zhang Ye said: "I worked overtime today to record the program. I just finished it, why didn't you leave?"

Editor Wei smiled and said: "I went to have dinner with reporters from several newspapers." The reporters he mentioned were obviously those who came to interview Wang Shuixin for a special topic in the afternoon. "Then they were sent away, and the work unit also There was an emergency at the moment, and several children lost a manuscript. The director punished everyone to work overtime. I saw that several children were also busy, and it was quite late, so I sent them home. They couldn't really help. Why are you so busy? It’s better for me to do it quickly by myself, haha.”

Zhang Ye said: "It's almost half past nine."

"I'm not in a hurry. I'll leave after finishing it." Editor Wei smiled.

Zhang Ye volunteered: "You are so old, you can't always think about young people, and Wang makes you work overtime every day? This is against the rules and labor laws at all. You can go through legal procedures." This Wang Shuixin is It's getting more and more excessive, and Zhang Ye can hardly bear it anymore, "Besides, how can your body bear it? Let's do this, it'll be fine if I go back, I'll help you with it."

Editor Wei waved his hand and said, "I don't need you. I can do it alone. From now on, it will be your young people's world. I can do all these trivial things. If I can't do it, I will come to you again."

Zhang Ye said with concern: "Then you should go back early."

"Okay, I know." Editor Wei was about to leave when he suddenly stopped and turned around to stop him, "Teacher Xiao Zhang, can I ask you for a calligraphy painting some other time? Any modern poem will do."

Zhang Ye hurriedly said: "Don't ask, you want me to write an article for you tomorrow, but my handwriting is only average and I can't be called a calligrapher."

Editor Wei was very happy, "Thank you in advance.

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"See how polite you are, it's a small matter." Zhang Ye knew that he particularly liked his poems.

Zhang Ye went to bed when he got home.

The next morning, Zhang Ye didn't expect to be so early. He finished recording the program yesterday and had a lot of free time these days. He planned to take a rest before going to work in the afternoon.

But a phone call came and woke Zhang Ye up.

It was Xiao Lu's number. Zhang Ye picked it up in a daze, "Hey, Xiao Lu, what's going on? Why don't we talk to you in the afternoon and I'll get some sleep."

Xiao Lu's voice was very urgent, even crying, "Something happened to Teacher Zhang."

Zhang Ye immediately woke up a lot and sat up from the bed, "What happened? Don't be impatient. Speak slowly."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Ye's expression changed drastically. He didn't even bother to brush his teeth. He put on his clothes and went downstairs to drive.

TV station.

The floor of the literary channel.

When Zhang Ye arrived, he heard crying in the corridor.

"It's all my fault. It's all my fault."

"If I had stayed and worked overtime, Uncle Wei would have been fine."

"Even if it's a heart attack, even if one of us is working overtime at the time, we can still help take care of it. But now... I'm going to go, I'm going to go, I'm going to go."

While crying, a young man raised his hands and slapped himself hard on the face. After two slaps, the entire right side of his face was swollen, which showed how hard he had been slapped.

"Xiaojun, don't be like this, don't be like this." Someone next to him quickly grabbed him.

A girl also fell to the ground in despair, sobbing: "Uncle Wei was afraid that we would work too hard and let us leave. All the work was left to him and us... We really deserve to die. Why did we leave? Why did we leave?" I lost the manuscript."

"I don't blame you, don't blame yourself"

"It's our fault"

"Even if you don't lose the manuscript, Uncle Wei will definitely work overtime."

These words hit the point. Yes, it is true that these young people did not make mistakes yesterday, but according to Wang Shuixin's attitude towards Editor Wei, he does not treat people as human beings at all, and he will definitely not let Editor Wei idle. He would find an excuse to make Editor Wei work overtime, deliberately tormenting him, so he had little to do with these young people. In other words, it was Wang Shuixin who squeezed Editor Wei's labor force almost every day, which led to today's consequences

"Teacher Zhang" Xiao Lu rushed up with red eyes, obviously crying.

Zhang Ye's face also turned pale, "What's going on? Why did people suddenly disappear? Why did they just disappear after saying they were gone?"

The two of us talked yesterday, and Uncle Wei still cared about me asking for calligraphy."

When Xiao Lu heard this, he cried even harder.

Da Fei was relatively calm and said angrily: "Uncle Wei worked overtime again yesterday. As a result, he may have been too tired at night and stayed up late all the time. He had a sudden heart attack. But at that time, no one was on duty at our literary channel. Editor Wei was the only one, but... As a result, when we went to work this morning, we found that all the office doors were unlocked, and then we saw Uncle Wei lying on the ground in the corridor. When we touched... the person... …People are already cold.”

Zhang Ye said: "Where are the people?"

Brother Hou also came over, "The hospital just took people away."

Haven't we seen each other for the last time? Zhang Ye was in a very bad mood and his whole chest was blocked.

Everyone was standing in the corridor, and they were all standing at the place where Editor Wei finally fell. A good man was gone, a good man who would rather pick up rags himself and send his children to school was gone, and a good man who would rather work for himself than work was gone. A good man who worked overtime and didn't want young people and children to suffer is gone. No one here was sad that Editor Wei had done more than anyone else during his years at the TV station, but he earned less than anyone else, but he had no complaints. Wuhui still sticks to his position and never once complains about being miserable or tired.

Why?

Why do good people never live long?

At this time, Wang Shuixin's secretary came over. He raised his hand and said, "It's all gone. It's all gone. Go back to work first and don't delay your normal work."

Work?

Are we still allowed to work at this time?

Uncle Wei has just passed away, and one of our colleagues and elders has just passed away. You didn't even say a word of concern or condolences, and you just asked us to go to work? Many people glared at Wang Shuixin's secretary. Has your conscience been eaten by a dog? But no one dared to say anything. The top secretaries were still wary and did not dare to contradict him.

But there is one person at the scene who is an exception

There is one person who doesn't care about this at all - that's Zhang Ye

Zhang Ye was so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger. He immediately stared at Wang Shuixin's secretary and said, "Fuck work, uncle, get out of here."

Wang Shui's new secretary was dumbfounded by the scolding. He pointed at Zhang Ye and said, "Are you scolding me?"

Zhang Ye took a step forward and said, "You are the one I am scolding you for. Try pointing your finger at me again."

Xiao Lu hurriedly pulled Zhang Ye's hand and said, "Teacher Xiao Zhang"

"Okay." Wang Shuixin's secretary was furious, but he still put his hand down and stopped pointing at Zhang Ye's nose. "Do you think you can be arrogant because of your high ratings? Do you still have organizational discipline? Okay, wait. Let's face the punishment in the stage." After saying that, he saw Zhang Ye taking another step toward him. Secretary Wang Shuixin was startled and hurried away without daring to say anything more to Zhang Ye.

There is no way, he is the top secretary, he is not afraid of anyone in the whole channel, he is only afraid of two people, one is Wang Shuixin, needless to say, Wang Shuixin is the leader and the top leader, so he must be in awe. However, the second person he was afraid of was Zhang Ye. This person was a bastard who dared to beat up Wang Shuixin's son. He was the same guy who dared to scold the leader and the unit when the Silver Microphone Award was presented. That time at the Beijing Couplet Competition. Zhang Ye once used couplets to scold people from the Writers' Association. Even among the extremely wicked and insulting Internet slang circulating on the Internet, five out of ten sentences were originally written by Zhang Ye.

This is a stinky stream

It's not cheap to support him

So Wang Shuixin's secretary ran away quickly. He was really afraid that Zhang Ye would attack him and beat him up. Will he be able to hang out in the future? Hum, if a good man doesn't suffer the immediate consequences, just wait.

Over there, Hu Fei also came out of the office area with a sad look on his face. He also heard Zhang Ye's curse. But this time, Hu Fei unexpectedly did not criticize Zhang Ye or say a word.

Everyone on the other literary and art channels were also very angry. They were scolding so hard that they had to watch Teacher Zhang Ye at the critical moment. This kind of bastard had to be scolded like this.

A female colleague said angrily: "They don't have any good things."

A young man also gritted his teeth and said: "Uncle Wei is gone because they forced him to work overtime for 200 days out of 365 days a year without giving bonuses or salary increases. Is this something that people can do?" Uncle Wei just let them boss him around until he died of exhaustion."

"I want to resign. I can't stay on this crappy channel for a day. The leaders don't treat us as human beings. They only want to make themselves famous. Let them earn reputation by appearing in newspapers and TV. Even a good person like Uncle Wei is being ignored by them. Give……"

"I don't want to do it anymore. It's so boring."

"Don't say angry words. What can you do if you don't? You still have to endure it."

"Endure it? Endure it? Uncle Wei has endured it all his life, worked hard and worked hard as a cow and a horse. What happened? What happened to him in the end? The leader didn't even show up and sent a secretary to let us continue working. You can't bear it. I am I can’t bear it anymore”

"But what can be done?"

"Everyone is gone, it's too late to say anything."

In the past, some of us may have had conflicts with each other and had our own Xiao Jiujiu. Some of our relationships were good and some were bad. However, the death of Editor Wei made almost everyone share the same hatred.

Zhang Ye couldn't bear it anymore. He had to expose Wang Shuixin's ugly face for everyone to see and for the whole world to see.