Hm?
Ye Lingchen looked suspiciously at Lin Ao, who eagerly approached him.
"What's the matter?"
"Hehe." Lin Ao laughed dryly before saying, "Brother Ye, the Spring Festival Gala is our country's honor. What do you think of being on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala? "
"Not interested," Ye Lingchen answered curtly and raised his leg to continue walking.
"Brother Ye, you can't retreat at this critical moment, when the dignity of our nation is at stake. When it's time for you to take action, do it!" Lin Ao blocked Ye Lingchen at once. "There are still the Stick Nation's people here. If a cock-up happens, we'll be made the butt of jokes!"
Ye Lingchen thought about it for a moment. Everything happened precisely because of him, and it would be unreasonable if he just patted his butt and left.
"What do you want?" Ye Lingchen looked at Lin Ao.
"That..." Lin Ao rubbed his hands eagerly. "Do you know how to crosstalk?"
