In the evening.
His mother called for him from the living room.
"Son."
"Yes?"
"Time for dinner."
"OK, I'm coming."
Zhang Ye came out of his room feeling more refreshed than before. His face did not show any signs of struggle or hesitation, like he had already made up his mind.
His father was already eating when he asked him, "Did you manage to sleep?"
"I did sleep for a while." Zhang Ye also started to eat.
His mother looked at his expression and said, "Have you decided?"
Zhang Ye gobbled up his food and said, "Yes, I have. I'll make a trip to Beijing Television Station tomorrow."
His mother said, "Do you intend to go back?"
Zhang Ye calmly said, "No, I will go and discuss something."
……
The next day.
Early morning.
