Lu Zhao was silent for a moment. "I just happened to pass by and wanted to remind you to close the door when you practice. Otherwise, it would only cause noise pollution and bring trouble to others."
Luo Ying looked hurt when she heard him say that. "I thought you came here to see me dance."
Lu Zhao pressed his fingers together, and his expression stiffened up for an instant. "Of course, if you're inviting me, I can always make the time to come."
Luo Ying's face broke into a smile within a second. She bent down and made an inviting gesture. She spoke with a Standard Broadcasting accent, "May I ask the Honorable President Lu Zhao if I may be granted the honor to invite you to come in and watch a dance?"
Lu Zhao pursed his thin lips and nodded in a reserved manner. "Sure."
He pushed the door open and walked in. Just as he sat down on the stool, a camera was stuffed into his hand.
