Wasn't she the reporter who had interviewed him last time?
What was her name again?
He couldn't remember.
After ordering liangpi, the reporter asked another question:
"By the way, do you still have that frozen drink? It was pretty good."
The waiter nodded. "Of course. Shall I get you a bottle?"
"Thanks."
After placing her order, the reporter turned around to find a seat.
She happened to glance over at Wang Yi's table.
She exclaimed in delighted surprise, "Wang, what a coincidence! You're eating here too!"
Wang Yi nodded.
The reporter strode over to his table. "May I sit here?"
Wang Yi gestured for her to take a seat.
With a youthful smile on her face, the reporter sat down and said to Wang Yi:
"Wang, I bet you don't remember my name."
Rather than answering directly, Wang Yi smiled and said:
"I bet you definitely remember mine."
The reporter smiled. "You're quite the comedian."
Then she introduced herself with an air of seriousness:
"Scarlett Kerr."
Wang Yi nodded. "I didn't expect you to speak Chinese."
Scarlett Kerr shook her head. "I only started learning it in the past couple of years. My pronunciation still isn't very good. I've got a long way to go."
Wang Yi shook his head. "If you're not going to be a teacher or a translator, there's no need to speak perfectly. As long as you can communicate, that's enough. My English isn't perfect either, but no one criticizes me for it."
Scarlett Kerr nodded.
"Hmm, you make a good point."
The two chatted a little longer.
Scarlett Kerr seemed to notice how tired Wang Yi was, so she kept her reporter's curiosity in check and didn't talk to him about basketball.
Instead, they talked about other things.
For example, Chinese culture.
Wang Shiyu's talent