"How did it go?" Since the fax and open letter were sent out yesterday, Su Ziceng and Lin Ying waited anxiously by the phone.
At around 8 a.m., there were still no calls. An hour passed, then another, and there were no news on the phone, television, or even in the morning paper. The open letters and faxes that were sent seemed to have sunk into the sea without any response.
"Logically, with such big news, the media shouldn't miss it, right?" Lin Ying was puzzled. It was understandable that the Model Union and Photographer Association didn't react much, but the open letter sent by Sister Mu should have stirred some waves.
Jim came in, babbling to Lin Ying, while Su Ziceng looked at their expressions, thinking he must seriously practice his English.
"No wonder," Lin Ying said after listening to Jim, and relayed to Su Ziceng.
