In the afternoon.
Zhang Ye went to the cafeteria to eat lunch. However, the moment he stepped in, he immediately became the focus of everyone's attention, with many of them stealing glances at him. Everyone shunned him, subconsciously keeping a given distance away from him. Some of his acquaintances who would usually nod at him had opened their mouths to speak when they saw him, but ended up stopping short of actually speaking.
Right now, Zhang Ye was like the god of plague at Central TV Department 1.
But Zhang Ye did not mind this. He casually walked up as usual to line up for his food. He could hear the people around gossiping about him in whispers. Zhang Ye simply laughed it off.
"I heard that Zhang Ye's program team was playing games the entire afternoon yesterday."
"Yeah, how cool. I'm so envious of them."
"What are you envious for? Their program team is as good as banned!"
