Following in Bolt's footsteps

Chapter 116
As night fell, Wu Ziyi was partying on a yacht in Upper Bay, New York.

At this moment, most of the yacht's passengers are gathered in the ballroom. One of the protagonists of the party—Usain Bolt is interacting with the girls on the dance floor, singing a few words from time to time with a microphone in his hand.

It's rap, out of tune.

The dance floor was full of girls of all kinds, perhaps because Wu Ziyi also came to the party, and the party organization also recruited many Asian girls.Wu Ziyi looked at the dancing girls on the dance floor, regardless of their skin color, they all had bright eyes and big eyes.

Shaking and cold!Why didn't you squint your eyes, is New York's aesthetic just like this (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, and 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 busy~ It's actually not dancing, you just need to stand in the crowd and wriggle with the rhythm of the music." Bolt tried to persuade Wu Ziyi, "Then, some girls will post it on their own initiative, and you can You can hold her sexy waist with both hands."

Wu Ziyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Last year, Lyles recommended him to **, and today Bolt told him how to pick up girls at a party, good guy!

Bolt saw that Wu Ziyi was still unwilling, so he simply changed the way: "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 your tone-deaf Caribbean disgrace!

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

"Sing what?"

"'My love', the one by Westlife."

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

Everyone on the dance floor wondered why they stopped, but it was Bolt who spoke, and everyone was very happy to cheer: "Happy!" "Very happy!" "I love you Bolt!"

"The dance is done, the wine is drunk, and a special program will be held next!" Bolt greeted Wu Ziyi and asked him to come over, and when 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 beauties asked me [Hey, Bolt, can you bring that handsome Chinese guy over to dance with me?]”

"Hahahahaha-"

Bolt pushed Wu Ziyi out, "Now, listen up, he just defeated Tyson Gay at the Icahn Stadium today, the amazing kid from China, you can call him Uzi!"

The light hit Wu Ziyi's body, Enjie quickly set up the microphone stand, and then handed the microphone to Wu Ziyi.

On weekdays, he talks quite a lot with reporters, so Wu Ziyi stopped pretending to be reserved, and said, "Sing a song for everyone, West City Boys' "My Love"."

After speaking, Wu Ziyi nodded to the DJ, and the DJ returned a thumbs up, and the accompaniment of "My love" sounded.

“An empty street”

“An empty house”

“A hole inside my herat”

"I'm all alone"

“The rooms are getting smaller”

Surprisingly, it's not bad, there is no out of tune, and the chorus is not broken. Although Wu Ziyi is not a professional singer, the degree of completion is still acceptable.From the second verse, many people sang together. When the last chorus rose, Wu Ziyi also sang it very well and won a lot of applause.

Of course, in the eyes of professionals, there are many faults that can be picked out, but even if you sing like a clown at this kind of party, there will be people cheering. More than 3 minutes and 50 seconds were not too long or too short. After singing a song, Wu Ziyi returned to his corner as a quiet and handsome man.

For this kind of party, "My love" is nothing but clear water, and soon the noisy American DJ started to play again, but Wu Ziyi seemed to welcome a "guest".

A white-haired man with blond hair combed back sat down, not near or far from Wu Ziyi, he raised the champagne in his hand: "Hi, Uzi, nice to meet you, my name is George, glad 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 those girls on the dance floor are a little too open to you." George waved to the back.

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

George pointed to them and said, "The three of them are conservative girls, but they are all interested in you. You can have a good chat with them. If you are good, it is not a problem to take all three of them away."

I have seen it, the city can 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 take it anymore, and walked out alone.

When he came to 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 stared at the Statue of Liberty, which "symbolizes" freedom, and waited for a while before answering: "I have never participated in such a party before."

"Isn't there a party like this in China? You're already the best sprinter in China, so no one invited you to a party? It's impossible, right?"

Wu Ziyi shook his head: "There are many parties like this, and many people invited me and wanted me to attend various parties and receptions, but I didn't go."

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

"For me, my dream, my motherland, and for the tens of thousands of Chinese athletes who have followed suit." Wu Ziyi turned his head and stared into Bolt's eyes, "I still remember you saying [Maybe in the car] In the near future, you will defeat me].”

"But Bolt, with the state you have been in for the past few months, I can beat you now! You once ran 0.9 at -19.30m/s, breaking Michael Johnson's world record! Now? +0.6m/s wind speed and you only ran 20.13! There are less than three months until the World Championships, drinking, dancing, picking up girls, why not wait until the World Championships are over?"

Bolt originally came here with the mentality of explaining to Wu Ziyi, but he didn't expect to be "trained" after he arrived. 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 fitness is going down and I'm getting injured all the time."

Bolt looked at Wu Ziyi sincerely: "You are a very strange 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 am there Wait for you, you will see what you want to see."

I know, I've seen it.

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(End of this chapter)