Lu Zihuao approached his fellow countrymen, saying, “Someone should go up there, we can’t disgrace our nation!” “Why don’t you go, senior?” someone asked. “I’m too drunk…” Lu Zihuao said, and indeed he was. “I’m also drunk…” a few others chimed in. “Ye Ye hasn’t drunk, let her go!” someone suggested. The chant of “Perform, perform…” was still deafening. “Ye Ye, you go. Just do something, sing or dance, I believe you can do it!” Lu Zihuao looked at Ye Ye with anticipation, pleading for her to save face. Ye Ye looked at her 19 compatriots, then at the rowdy crowd around them, feeling indifferent. She was never one for modesty! With a smile, she said, “Alright, but if I perform well, you owe me a favor, senior!” “What kind of favor?” Lu Zihuao asked. “I don’t know yet, but let’s agree on it now!” Ye Ye really didn’t know, but following the underworld’s principle of never taking a loss, she figured asking for a reward first was always wise! “Sure, as long as it doesn’t go against ethics, morality, conscience, or the law!” Lu Zihuao replied with noble righteousness. “Great!” Ye Ye’s eyes twinkled; he was indeed studying politics, so formal! She patted Qiu Yu and Miao Miao, “Sisters, will you join me?” Qiu Yu and Miao Miao shook their heads, indicating they would not. Although they loved nightclubs, they were more reserved compared to Ye Ye, who seemed born to be a night elf… [From Paris to Rome: Chapter Thirty-Two, Ye Ye and Nightclubs 2]
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