"Ladies, you choose. Pick two representatives to play rock-paper-scissors and decide who gets to pick first," Meng Wenzhou said casually.
Meng Qianyu thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll be one. Who wants to play against me?"
She glanced at the other girls after speaking.
At that moment, Ye Wan raised her hand with a smile. "I'll do it."
"Alright, then the two of us will pick."
"Okay, let's keep it simple—rock, paper, scissors!"
Meng Qianyu gave an OK sign, and the two began counting.
"Rock, paper, scissors!"
As their voices faded, the others turned to see their choices.
Meng Qianyu had scissors, while Ye Wan had paper.
Meng Qianyu laughed triumphantly. "Yes! I win, so I pick first." She scanned the group before her gaze settled on Su Yang.
"I choose Su Yang, hehe~"
Su Yang nodded with a grin. "Good choice! With me on your team, victory is guaranteed!"
Ye Wan shrugged playfully. "Fine, then I'll pick... Brother Meng." She turned to Meng Wenzhou, who was sprawled on the couch.
Meng Wenzhou blinked in surprise before sitting up with a chuckle. "Oh? Haven’t heard ‘Brother Meng’ in ages. Just for that, I’ll make sure you win today!"
"Pfft, this is a team game. One person’s skill won’t make a difference," Meng Qianyu retorted dismissively.
The two girls then began another round of rock-paper-scissors.
"Rock, paper, scissors!"
This time, Meng Qianyu stuck with scissors, while Ye Wan chose rock.
Ye Wan smirked at Meng Qianyu. "Thought I’d pick paper again, huh? Now, let’s see who I’ll choose."
She looked around at the group on the couch.
Ji Bo eagerly raised his hand. "Pick me!! I’m terrifyingly good at this! Sure, Werewolf wasn’t my thing, but guessing games? I’m unbeatable!"
Ye Wan eyed him skeptically. "Oh really?"
"I’ll be a dog if I’m lying!"
"Alright then, you’re in~"
"Heh, nice!"
After her selection, Ye Wan turned back to Meng Qianyu. "Your turn~"
Without hesitation, Meng Qianyu declared, "I pick my bestie~"
"Pan Pan?" Ye Wan asked, surprised.
"Yep, that’s right~"
"Fine, let’s keep going."
They played another round, and this time, Meng Qianyu won again.
She tapped her chin thoughtfully, about to speak, when Liu Bo raised his hand.
"Qianyu, pick me! I’m great at this game too~"
Meng Qianyu smiled sweetly at him. "Hmm... I think I’d rather pick Little Lu. Lu Yun, wanna join our team?"
Lu Yun hadn’t expected to be chosen. After a brief pause, she grinned. "Sure, I’d love to!"
"Great! Fatty Liu, I’ll pick you next round, don’t worry~"
Liu Bo sighed dramatically. "Fine, but you better win!"
"No problem, leave it to me!"
Meng Qianyu turned back to Ye Wan. "Again!"
"Bring it on!"
"Rock, paper, scissors!"
This round, Meng Qianyu chose rock, while Ye Wan picked paper.
Ye Wan grinned victoriously. "Thought you’d keep winning? Not that easy. You wanted Fatty Liu, right? Well, I’m taking him~"
She winked at Liu Bo. "So, Fatty Liu, wanna join us?"
Liu Bo hesitated for a second before laughing. "Deal!" He shot Meng Qianyu an apologetic look. "Sorry, Qianyu. Once missed, never reclaimed. Farewell!"
Meng Qianyu puffed her cheeks. "Liu Bo!! You could’ve said no!"
Liu Bo glanced at Ye Wan’s persistent blinking and stood firm. "Nah, I can’t be that heartless. She picked me, so I’m in!"
"Fine! You’ll regret it!" Meng Qianyu shook a tiny fist at him before facing Ye Wan. "Next! Who’s left?"
"Just Ziming, Yi Xue, and Little Tang. This is the final stretch—whoever wins two more rounds gets an extra pick."
"Let’s go!"
Another round of rock-paper-scissors later, Ye Wan’s scissors beat Meng Qianyu’s paper.
"Ha! I win again~" Ye Wan cheered, turning to Shen Yixue.
"I pick Yi Xue~"
"Gladly!" Shen Yixue beamed, joining Ye Wan’s side.
Meng Qianyu immediately chose Tang Ziyun over Zhang Ziming.
"Then I’ll take Little Tang."
"Last round!"
Zhang Ziming slumped on the couch. "Seriously? I’m the last pick?"
Ji Bo smirked. "Guess what? Even I ranked higher with the ladies~"
"Shut up."
Ignoring them, Meng Qianyu and Ye Wan played the final round.
Ye Wan’s rock crushed Meng Qianyu’s scissors, securing her victory.
"YES!!" Ye Wan jumped in excitement, causing Lei Lei to bounce involuntarily.
The guys seized the moment to exchange knowing glances and stifled grins.
Unaware, Ye Wan cheerfully gestured to Zhang Ziming. "You’re up!"
"Alright, six of us against their five? Easy win—" He glanced at Meng Qianyu’s team and froze.
"Wait... Su Yang, you—"
"What’s up?" Liu Bo asked.
"What’s up?! Look! Out of five guys, four are with us, and he’s the only one surrounded by beauties! How is this fair?!"
Ye Wan and Shen Yixue immediately glared.
"And what are we, chopped liver?"
Zhang Ziming backpedaled fast. "No no! You’re both stunning! Super stunning, heh..."
They rolled their eyes in unison.
Meanwhile, the other guys stared enviously at Su Yang’s team.
Meng Wenzhou sighed. "Told you he’s got some secret trick. Every time, he ends up with all the girls."
Su Yang glanced at the four girls beside him and chuckled. "No tricks here. Just luck~"
"Bro, share the wisdom! We wanna be surrounded too!" Liu Bo whined.
Su Yang shook his head. "Honestly, if I knew, I’d tell you."
Pan Ning cut in impatiently. "Enough chatter. Let’s start!"
"Ah, whatever. Our team may have fewer girls, but our two beauties outshine theirs anyway!" Meng Wenzhou declared.
Ye Wan flashed him a sweet smile. "Brother Meng knows how to talk~"
After some banter, Meng Qianyu stepped forward with her phone. "Everyone, download the ‘Fun Board Games’ app, find ‘Guess Who I Am,’ and join the same room."
"Got it."
The eleven of them quickly pulled out their phones to download the app and soon joined a room created by Meng Qianyu called "Handsome Guys & Pretty Girls."
"Everyone in? Do you want to guess names or phrases?" Meng Qianyu asked.
"Let's guess names!" Ji Bo suggested.
"Alright, names it is. But I just thought of something—how about this: each team sends one person at a time to PK. The two will take turns guessing each other's names. The team that guesses correctly first wins, while the losing team still faces the same penalties as before—except for treating everyone to late-night snacks, which is off the table. It’ll just be drinking and doing squats."
Meng Qianyu paused for two seconds before adding, "We’ll take turns sending one person each round, so everyone gets a chance to play."
After she finished, everyone nodded in agreement.
Liu Bo turned to Ye Wan and requested, "How about I go first? Let me score the first win for us."
Ye Wan smiled. "Sure, you take the lead. You’d better win!"
Liu Bo patted his chest confidently. "No doubt about it. Just watch me."
He then turned to Meng Qianyu’s side. "Have you decided who’s going first?"
After a brief discussion, Su Yang stepped forward with a grin. "I’ll go."
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