Tan You recognized a few people as well. Or rather, she knew of them, but had never actually met them. She was too much of a homebody, her life basically a straight line between the company and her dorm.
But here, Old Yan, Old Huang, and the others were like social butterflies, seeming to know almost everyone.
Tan You watched Old Yan's back as he moved through the crowd like a fish in water. "I suddenly want to write a song for Old Yan. I'll call it 'Social Butterfly'."
Liuu Yize nearly burst out laughing. He glanced at Old Yan's portly back. "Such a... plump butterfly?"
"Looks aren't important; it's the spirit that counts." Tan You pursed her lips. "Look at him. Wouldn't you say he's just like a social butterfly?"
"He does, actually." Liuu Yize looked away. "But the awards show today is definitely going to be interesting."
