The next day.
After waking up in the morning.
It was almost winter. The sunrise was getting later and later.
Zhang Ye's eyes swept across the late sunrise and yawned. He looked at his cellphone's date, realizing it was closer and closer to the new year. He got out of bed and left his room to take a shower. When he got home last night, it was already very late. He fell asleep almost immediately. This morning, he did not see any sign of Dong Shanshan, but the dining table already had his breakfast on it. This told him that his old classmate had not forgotten about him, but only that she had left for work early.
Showering.
Eating breakfast.
Zhang Ye touched his belly after feeling full. He did not need to go to work today, so he went back into his room and switched on his laptop to check the situation online.
Weibo was still hotly discussing!
"Let's attack, bros!"
"Right! Let's go bombard the Shanghai SARFT's website!"
"We can't let Teacher Zhang Ye fight this battle alone!"
