"All right, all right, you're not drunk! But you can't drink any more. Here, have some more meat. It's delicious-you can't get meat this authentic in the Capital..."
After a good deal of coaxing, Song Yaoyao finally stopped asking for wine.
Guagua: [Host, you actually sing pretty well when you're drunk.
I just don't get it. Why do you always sing off-key when you're sober?
Could drinking actually change someone's vocal cords?]
Song Yaoyao: [Life needs a little more fun!
There's no need to live by a rigid rulebook!
Life itself is stressful enough. What's wrong with finding a little amusement and being happier?
I think we should take our work seriously, but we don't need to take ourselves so seriously! As long as we're happy!]
Guagua: [Host, what does any of that have to do with my question?]
Song Yaoyao: [Figure it out yourself!]
After that, no matter what Guagua asked, Song Yaoyao said nothing more.
Song Yaoyao hadn't drunk much. They helped her over to a table nearby, where she rested her head on her arms for a while, then asked the proprietor for some sobering soup. After drinking it, her head immediately cleared considerably!
The service at this restaurant was excellent. They even had sobering soup!
Only after Song Yaoyao had completely sobered up did the group leave the restaurant. Judging by the sky, it wasn't dark yet, so they could stroll around a little longer. They had eaten a bit too much, and a walk would help them digest.
On this trip to the restaurant, they had practically leaned on the wall going in and leaned on it again coming out!
What a sin!
As they walked down the street, everyone around them hurried along. The passersby kept sizing up Ning Chaoyun and Chen Yixiao...