Sprint: This champion is a bit weird

Chapter 83 Okay Hermione, got it Hermione
  Although they raised the atmosphere of the party, after introducing themselves, most people present did not continue to pay attention to this "funny" duo.

The two self-introductions, one is the 100-meter world youth record holder, and the other is the 200-meter world youth record holder, sound like they are very qualified.

But let’s not mention how many people present are interested in athletes.

Just speaking of the athletes present tonight, there are not many Premier League/English League football stars, ECB league cricket stars, and track and field stars such as Asafa Powell and Bekele who hold world records.

World youth record holder?
  Everyone just applauds you politely. After applauding, go and stay wherever it's cool.

Wen Hao only learned afterwards that the reason why he was invited to this party was not because of his status as a track and field athlete, but because of EMI Records.

Both Wenhao and Bolt adapted to this situation very quickly.

One, he has experienced this kind of being looked down upon countless times in his previous life, and has long been used to it.

The other is that he has a clear understanding of his identity and popularity from the beginning, and knows that he can only gain a certain amount of attention by leveraging his quirky strengths.

Fortunately, it was not like they couldn't find anyone to chat with at this party.

After introducing himself, Wen Hao took Bolt to conduct a strategy for the athletes present.

He let Bolt tease him, and he praised him. He first got into the group of track and field athletes headed by Asafa Powell and Simpson, and used this as a "stronghold" to constantly explore the outside world and get to know athletes in other sports.

Soon, Wen Hao and Bolt gathered around more than a dozen athletes, including football, cricket, tennis, rugby, etc., all under the age of 22.

"What do you think the girl said at that time?"

In the crowd, Bolt, who was obviously half a head taller than the other athletes, raised the half glass of cocktail in his hand and took a sip, then danced and imitated.

"She said, oh my gosh, Usain, you're already so fast, but you can't last 20 seconds!"

"As for the Chinese friend Wen Hao next to you, he only lasted 10 seconds! I can't stand it, but if you bring Asafa Powell over, wouldn't it be over right at the beginning?"

Of course the athletes present could tell that this was a made-up joke, but that didn't stop the joke from being really funny.

Especially after seeing the puzzled look of Asafa Powell not far away, several people burst out laughing on the spot, unsteadily holding the wine in their hands and spilling it out.

Wen Hao was also laughing uncontrollably. He had just met Bolt when they were in Lausanne, and he had not really felt his charm as the little prince of the nightclub.

When I saw it today, it certainly lived up to its reputation!
  (I originally thought Bolt’s words had a source, but I searched the Internet for a long time and couldn’t find it, so I thought it was a zombie dance version of “Run Out of My Life.”)
  After some fun and banter, the party entered a new stage.

There were many well-known British young actors, singers, and musicians present at this party, so the performance was definitely indispensable.

For example, like Wen Hao and Usain Bolt, Jessie J is in the "not famous" stage, but will gradually become a British national treasure singer in the future.

In fact, when William limited the entry age to the party to no more than 24 years old, the nature of the party was destined.

This party is more like a platform where young elites from various public sectors are invited to make new friends and connections after communicating.

William himself does not need to do anything more. He only needs to provide this platform as a member of the royal family. Then these young elites tonight will definitely think of him when they use this new network one day.

And after this, he will definitely promote Prince William's party to his friends, attracting more young elites to attend.

Music is the common language of mankind.

With one after another musical performances of various styles, the party atmosphere reached a new climax.

It was early in the morning, and William announced that he was temporarily taking a break. There were delicious food placed by waiters in the villa and in the backyard, and everyone present could choose a location to enjoy it.

Judging by this, it's just halftime.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night!
  Wen Hao said hello to Bolt and asked him to help look after the guitar first, and then quickly slipped into the villa to use the toilet.

At the end of the first half, after chatting and watching the performance, he also poured a lot of wine into his stomach.

Although he was not drunk yet, his spirit and thinking were indeed a little dazed.

After taking a rest, I washed my face with cold water and finally woke up completely.

Returning to the backyard, I asked the waiter for a dinner plate, took some food, and prepared to comfort my stomach.

It turned out that Bolt was no longer where he was, and was playing an intimate game with a few young men and women who were having fun in a corner of the backyard.

Wen Hao stuffed his mouth with pasta and sliced ​​steak while smiling at Bolt's funny and entertaining game performance.

Wait, did I forget something?
  "Uh-huh, where's my guitar?" Wen Hao quickly looked around him, and then took a closer look at Bolt, but he didn't notice the existence of the guitar.

Wen Hao immediately put down the plate in his hand and started searching the whole courtyard.

The process was not complicated, and he found it soon, but he didn't find it with his eyes, but heard it with his ears.

Amidst the faint noise of the crowd, Wen Hao keenly caught the sound of the custom-made classical guitar from Yamaha as soon as it played.

Looking for the source of the sound, a girl wearing a black standard robe was leaning in front of a window on the first floor of the villa.

The girl turned sideways. At this time, Wen Haoshang, who was on the diagonal back, could not yet see her face clearly. He could only see a silver-white ribbon tied to the side of her head, which looked extremely cute against the golden brown hair.

The girl gently held the neck of the guitar with one hand, caressed the sound hole with the other hand, and plucked the strings boredly.

Moving slightly, a slightly green girl's profile came into view. Judging from the appearance, he is only twenty-eight years old.

The smooth dark golden hair is casually spread on the girl's shoulders, the slightly thick long eyebrows are slightly frowned, and the long and flexible eyelashes dance between the eyebrows like two flying butterflies as the eyes open and close.

Her eyes were slightly red, and she must have cried not long ago. Coupled with her slightly wrinkled nose and tightly pressed lower lip, a pitiful temperament appeared on the girl's delicate face.

Being able to see so carefully, Wen Hao had naturally walked in front of her at this time, and the girl who "stole" the guitar also frowned and looked up at him.

The two looked at each other for a long time before Wen Hao opened his mouth to break the strange atmosphere.

"Dear Miss Hermione, is the teaching content at Hogwarts teaching you how to become a thief?"

Emma's brows furrowed even more when she heard the name from Wen Hao that gradually made her feel uncomfortable.

She opened her red lips lightly and said word by word: "I am not a thief, nor am I Hermione. My name is Emma - Emma Watson!"

After saying that, she continued to stare at the boy in front of her.

He is quite handsome. Although he is Chinese, his facial features have some shadow of Beckham's, and his eyes are also very nice amber.

If he apologizes, then just go down the steps and return the guitar.

However, how could Wen Hao follow the routine?
  "Okay Hermione."

"Huh? Didn't you hear what I just said? No, call me, Hermione!"

"I know Hermione." Wen Hao said with an expression of 'I didn't hear what you said', and stretched out his hand to Emma, ​​"If you want to go up and perform, then I can lend you the guitar, if not If so, please return it to me."

Wen Hao suppressed his laughter and observed with interest the Emma Watson who was still in the teenage stage in front of her.

The last impression I had of her in her previous life was probably that she attended an event. As a result, at the age of 32, her face was haggard, and her appearance was so bad that even beauty retouching could not save her.

Although as early as 14 or 15, her personality gradually became divided due to various sexual manipulations, but at that time at least her appearance was good enough.

But who would have thought that one day the "Hogwarts Goddess" in the hearts of countless boys would collapse to such an extent?

But it doesn't matter, anyway, the Emma in front of her is still a girl with delicate appearance and youthful temperament.

Just eye candy and that's it.

Emma was already gnashing her teeth. She felt like she was going to be driven crazy by this Chinese boy.

Resisting the urge to swear, she took a deep breath, raised her delicate chin, and spoke with a hint of pride:

"I think such a good guitar is a waste of money in your hands. Just give me a price and I want to buy it."

Wen Hao was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt as if he was unfolding a Mary Sue love story.

The proud princess was angered by the impure knight. She suppressed the urge to get angry due to her cultivation, and then proudly asked the knight to sign an oath with her to defend her to the death.
  No, I can't continue to make up for it in my head. If I continue to make up for it in my head, my brain will shrink and become glycated.

"Let's not mention that I spent my own money to order this guitar. You should return it to me now." Wen Hao shrugged and said: "Besides, why do you judge that I am not worthy of this guitar? Didn't you just play it? Isn’t it good?”

Before Emma could continue the argument about whether Wen Hao deserves this guitar, she heard a voice from the yard:
  "Wen Hao, my good brother, this DJ is for you!"

Wen Hao was a little surprised and followed the sound. On the small stage in the yard, Bolt was waving and shouting at Wen Hao while dancing to the DJ with his new friends. Dee.

Wen Hao was stunned for a moment, and even William, who had just finished his midnight snack and walked out of the villa to go on stage to announce the start of the second half, was also stunned.

As expected of you, Usain Bolt!

"If I remember correctly, you brought this stupid guy in?" Emma raised her eyebrows and asked.

"Yes, he and I are both sprinters, and both have cheerful personalities, so we have a pretty good relationship."

The tone of Wen Hao's explanation suddenly became much weaker, and he did not forget to add: "I actually have many friends with more elegant tastes in China. We compose and arrange music together, and discuss and study the development trends of pop music."

"Wen Hao! Come on! It's just you!" Bolt called the microphone again.

Wen Hao's eyes darkened and he couldn't explain any more.

What greeted him was Emma's smile that was half sarcastic, half amused, and half happy.

"Playing with such friends, it's hard for me to believe that your music taste is worthy of this guitar." She folded her hands in front of her in a funny way, as if she was waiting for a good show.

After Wen Hao's face stiffened for a while, he smacked his lips and snatched the guitar back from Emma's arms.

"You stay here and don't leave. I will tell you the truth right away, what is excellent music taste!"

As he said that, he picked up the guitar, took three steps at a time and ran to the stage, punching Bolt down randomly.

In the corner, seeing Wen Hao's performance, Emma finally couldn't help laughing.

　Currently, they are all ordered at 540, and the price is going up pretty well. If we continue at this rate, it will reach 600 tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, and we will make additional updates then.

　　There should be another update in the evening, which is an additional update for the first order.

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)