Chapter 57: Zhang Ye’s Anger, “Shuidiao Getou“!

In the audience. Wang Xiaomei was fiddling with her phone, “Can you access the internet?” Zhang Ye didn’t know if she was asking him, but replied anyway, “Ah, there is no signal.” “How will you post without the internet?” Wang Xiaomei glanced at him. Zhang Ye blinked, “How did you know I would participate in the poetry contest?” Wang Xiaomei replied matter-of-factly, “With your temper, you wouldn’t swallow your pride just like that. See you, or not, there will you stay,...