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Chapter 115: Celebrity and debauchery

As night fell, Wu Ziyi was attending a party on a yacht in the Upper Bay of New York.

At this moment, most of the passengers on the yacht were gathered in the ballroom. One of the protagonists of the party, Usain Bolt, was interacting with the girls on the dance floor, holding a microphone in his hand and singing a few lines from time to time.

It's rap, the kind without a tune.

The dance floor was full of girls of all kinds. Perhaps that was why Wu Ziyi also came to the party. The organizer of the party also hired many Asian girls. Wu Ziyi looked at the girls dancing on the dance floor. Regardless of their skin color,

Almost all of them have bright and big eyes.

I'm so angry! Why don't you squint your eyes? This is the aesthetic of New York (doge)?

Bolt was tired from dancing on the dance floor and sat next to Wu Ziyi with a glass of cocktail, "Hey! Why don't you go down and dance together? The girls are waiting for you. You are the special guest of this party."

Wu Ziyi just picked up a glass of juice and took a sip: "Sorry, I can't dance..."

"Kang is busy~ It doesn't actually count as dancing. You just need to stand in the crowd and twist to the rhythm of the music." Bolt tried to persuade Wu Ziyi, "Then, some girls will take the initiative to come up to you, and you can do it."

You can hold her sexy waist with both hands..."

Wu Ziyi couldn't laugh or cry. Last year, Lyles recommended him a prostitute. Today, Bolt told him how to pick up girls at a party. What a guy!

Bolt saw that Wu Ziyi was still unwilling, so he simply changed his approach: "If you don't want to dance, how about singing us a song? Chinese song? English song? Whatever you want to sing, don't tell me you can't even sing.

Can’t sing!”

Just kidding, that must be better than you, the tone-deaf Caribbean Shame!

Wu Ziyi replied: "Okay, if you succeed, I will sing."

"What to sing?"

""my love", the song by westlife."

Bolt walked towards the music bar, asked the DJ to stop the music, picked up the microphone and said: "Hey, did you have fun dancing?"

Everyone on the dance floor was wondering why they stopped, but the person speaking was Bolt, and everyone was happy to cheer: "Happy!" "Very fun!" "I love you Bolt!"

"I've danced and drank. Let's have a special show next!" Bolt greeted Wu Ziyi and asked him to come over. After Wu Ziyi came to him, he continued: "Maybe there are still many people who don't know who he is.

, when I was dancing just now, many beautiful women asked me [Hey, Bolt, can you bring that handsome Chinese guy over to dance with me?]"

"Hahahahahaha——"

Bolt pushed Wu Ziyi out, "Now, listen up, he is the wonder kid from China who just defeated Tyson Gay at Icahn Stadium today. You can call him - Uzi!"

The light shone on Wu Ziyi, and Enjie quickly set up the microphone stand, and then handed the microphone to Wu Ziyi.

He usually talks a lot to reporters, so Wu Ziyi stopped being reserved and said, "Sing a song for everyone, "My Love" by Westlife Boys."

After speaking, Wu Ziyi nodded to the DJ, who gave a thumbs up in return, and the accompaniment of "My Love" played.

"an empty street"

"an empty house"

"a hole inside my herat"

"i'm all alone"

“the rooms are getting smaller”

...

Surprisingly, it was pretty good. There was no out-of-tune and no broken notes in the chorus. Although Wu Ziyi was not a professional singer, the completion was still acceptable. Starting from the second verse, many people sang together, and by the end, one by one

Wu Ziyi also sang the rising key of the chorus very well and won a lot of applause.

Of course, in the eyes of professionals, you can find a lot of faults, but at this kind of party, even if you sing like a clown, there will be people who will support you. More than 3 minutes and 50 seconds is neither long nor short. After singing the song, Wu Ziyi returned to himself.

Be a quiet handsome man in the corner.

"My Love" was just water for this kind of party. Soon the noisy American DJ started playing again, but Wu Ziyi seemed to have welcomed a "guest".

A fair-haired man with a slicked back hair sat over, neither near nor far from Wu Ziyi. He raised the champagne in his hand: "Hi, Uzi, I'm very happy to meet you. My name is George. I'm very happy that you can

Come to this party."

"Thank you. Did you organize this party?"

"Yes, that's right. After listening to your "My Love", I finally know what you like. Maybe the girls on the dance floor are a little too open for you." George waved to the back.

Three girls came over, one Asian, one Hispanic, and one European.

George pointed at them and said: "The three of them are relatively conservative girls, but they are all interested in you. You can have a good chat with them. If you are good, it won't be a problem to take all three away."

You’ve seen it and you know how to play, but who knows if what you said is true?

"Sorry, I have a girlfriend. The music here makes me dizzy. I want to go out and enjoy the sea breeze." Wu Ziyi couldn't bear it and walked out alone.

Arriving at the guardrail of the yacht, Wu Ziyi clearly saw the Statue of Liberty standing on Liberty Island.

"Don't like this kind of party, or are you not used to it?" Bolt's voice sounded from behind, and then he came to Wu Ziyi's side.

Wu Ziyi looked at the Statue of Liberty, which "symbolized" freedom, and waited for a while before replying: "I have never attended such a party before."

"Isn't there such a party in China? You are already the best sprinter in China, doesn't anyone invite you to the party? Is this impossible?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Wu Ziyi shook his head: "There are many parties like this, and many people invite me to attend various parties and cocktail parties, but I

Did not go."

Bolt was very confused: "Why? It's definitely not because of shyness, your interview is so interesting."

"For...me, my dream, my motherland, and for the thousands of Chinese athletes who come one after another." Wu Ziyi turned his head and stared into Bolt's eyes, "I still remember you in the car.

It said [Maybe you will defeat me in the near future]."

"But Bolt, with your state in the past few months, I can beat you now! You once ran 19.30 at -0.9m/s and broke Michael Johnson's world record! What about now?

You only ran 20.13 with a wind speed of 0.6m/s! There are less than three months until the World Championships. Drinking, dancing, and picking up girls, why not wait until the World Championships are over?"

Bolt originally came with the mentality of trying to help Wu Ziyi, but he did not expect that he would be "trained" after arriving. He replied bitterly: "I know, but I only participated in three competitions last year.

Two of them were relays. Uzi, I'm almost 29 years old, my physical condition is declining, and I'm always injured."

Bolt looked at Wu Ziyi sincerely: "You are a very special fan to me. I know what you want to say, so I want to tell you - come to London to find me, Diamond League London Station, I will be there

Waiting for you, you will see what you want to see."

I know, I've seen it before.

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