Outside the Qiyuan.
Firecrackers popped. Nobody knew who had lit them, but several strings of firecrackers went off one after another. It sounded like the new year had come again.
Faint shouts could also be heard.
"Face-smacking Zhang is almighty!"
"Face-smacking Zhang is almighty!"
"Face-smacking Zhang is almighty!"
"Go back home, you Americans!"
"Hahahahaha!"
The crowd waiting at the entrance were in a celebratory mood!
Inside.
Zhang Ye's phone was blowing up with calls!
His eldest younger sister's call:
"Brother! You were so awesome!"
"Haha, that's of course!"
"I would like to learn Go too, teach me."
"Man, you don't have the talent, so you should forget about it."
B-list singer Xiaodong's call:
"You were incredible!"
"Haha, I guess I wasn't too bad."
