“On the night of January 1st,” says Lee Danwen, “there were a lot of people in our dormitory... in our room, and we had dinner together.
It was a new year, I said.
“Oh, yes, maybe,” said Danwen indifferently; it seems he hadn’t thought about it. There was a man named Grey. Everyone calls it grey. He asked us what his name would be in Chinese. Well, we said - 灰 huī. What else could we say? So, I thought he didn’t like it. This is a bad word in Russian, right?
Yes to Danone. But I agree with you: really, you could not say anything else in this situation.