You Should Lose Weight

Liu Bo saw Su Yang walking out and grinned, "Yang, you're first! Come on, let's kick things off, just the two of us."

"Let's do it. Game on."

Laughing, the two opened their phones and sat facing each other on the couch.

After tapping on their screens for a moment, Liu Bo asked, "Which category or historical era do you want to pick?"

Su Yang shrugged with a carefree smile, "I'm fine with anything. How about no restrictions—just random?"

"Works for me." Liu Bo then turned to the others who were gathering to watch. "No hints allowed from either team later, got it?"

"We know, hurry up already!" Meng Qianyu retorted impatiently.

"Alright, let's start. Yang, you ready?"

"Yep. We hold it to our foreheads, right?"

"Uh-huh, facing each other."

"Got it."

They tapped their screens and raised their phones to their foreheads. Two character names popped up:

Su Yang's read Mermaid, while Liu Bo's showed Granny Rong.

The onlookers burst into laughter at the sight.

Ji Bo chuckled, "Haha, those are tough ones. Gonna be hard to guess."

Zhang Ziming added with a smirk, "Should've picked a category."

Su Yang frowned. "That bad?"

"Not too bad. A few questions should narrow it down," Lu Yun reassured after glancing at Su Yang's word.

"Alright then. You first or me?"

Liu Bo tilted his head to peek at Su Yang's screen. "You go first. One question each, okay?"

"Fine. Is mine male or female?"

Liu Bo pondered. "Could be either."

"Wait, what do you mean either?"

"Your turn's over. Now me—is mine male or female?"

Su Yang deadpanned, "Female. Wait, is mine not even human?"

"Could be, could not be." Liu Bo smirked at Su Yang's confusion. "Now, is mine from modern or ancient times?"

"Ancient." Su Yang followed up, "Is mine an alien?"

"Nope." Liu Bo shook his head. "Since mine's ancient, did she have a profession?"

Su Yang thought for a second, then declared confidently, "Assassin."

"Assassin?"

Ji Bo lost it. "Hahaha! Assassin—brilliant!"

The girls joined in the laughter.

Su Yang blinked at them. "Well? Am I wrong?"

"Nope, no flaws in that logic!"

Now it was Liu Bo's turn to be baffled. "Wait... Jing Ke?" (Note: A famous historical assassin.)

"What? No! Here’s a freebie—she’s not just an assassin, but also a healer."

"What?"

Meng Qianyu, standing beside Su Yang, snorted with laughter.

"Su Yang, you’re hilarious!"

"Quiet!" Liu Bo cut in. "You’re messing with my head. Yang, your turn."

Su Yang rubbed his chin. "Where would you mostly encounter mine?"

Liu Bo hesitated. "Anywhere."

"Seriously? Again with the vague answers?"

"Hold up," Pan Ning interjected, slapping Liu Bo’s shoulder. "Bo, that’s cheating. Be specific."

"Fine. Mostly in the ocean."

Su Yang scratched his cheek. "Ocean creature? No fixed gender, humanoid but not necessarily human..."

After two seconds of silence, he slapped his thigh. "Got it!"

"No way. Say it."

"Mermaid!" Su Yang declared triumphantly, then checked his phone amid the group’s stunned expressions.

"See? Too easy. No challenge."

"Wow! How’d you guess?" Meng Qianyu gushed, starry-eyed.

Su Yang explained, "Not male or female, human-but-not-human, ocean-dwelling—only a mermaid fits."

"Dang, well played!"

"Victory! Punishment time—drinks first!" Meng Qianyu pointed at the beer bottles.

"Fine, fine. You win." Liu Bo grabbed his phone to check. "Granny Rong is an assassin and healer?"

Su Yang grinned. "Isn’t she? Her job’s stabbing people with needles, right?"

"Ugh. And the healer part?"

"Granny literally means nanny or healer. Didn’t you know?"

"Really?" Liu Bo skeptically searched his phone, then laughed. "Alright, you got me."

"Drink up."

"Fine."

Liu Bo, Meng Wenzhou, and the others chugged half their beers, while Ye Wan and Shen Yixue sipped politely from glasses.

"And squats!" Meng Qianyu reminded gleefully.

"We know."

"Wait," Pan Ning cut in. "How about we pick two from your team to do them?"

"Since when? We choose!" Liu Bo gaped at Meng Qianyu.

"Relax! If we lose later, you can pick for us too."

"Fine. Who’s it gonna be?"

Meng Qianyu turned to Pan Ning. "You decide."

Pan Ning smirked. "Ji Bo carries Liu Bo for twenty squats."

"WHAT?!" Ji Bo’s eyes nearly popped out. He glanced between Liu Bo and himself. "You seriously think I can lift him?"

"Not my problem."

"Oh come on!"

The group howled with laughter. Liu Bo shrugged. "Man up. A bet’s a bet."

"It’s not about courage—it’s physics!"

"Do it or forfeit!"

"Whose side are you on?"

Zhang Ziming wheezed, leaning on the couch. "Honestly, we need to see this."

"Ugh, fine!" Ji Bo rolled up his sleeves and faced Liu Bo.

"Bring it, Big Guy."

"Don’t drop me," Liu Bo teased.

"No promises." Ji Bo crouched, one arm under Liu Bo’s knees, the other around his back.

With the room holding its breath, he roared, "LIFT!"

His face turned beet-red, veins bulging as he barely hoisted Liu Bo in a wobbly princess carry.

Just as cheers began—

Ji Bo’s arms gave out.

They toppled forward in a heap.

THUD!

"OWWW!"

"Ouch!! Damn it!" Liu Bo landed hard on his butt with a thud, howling in pain.

"Pfft! Hahahaha!"

Even Pan Ning, who rarely laughed, couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle at the sight.

"Bahahaha, you two are killing me!!" Zhang Ziming rolled on the couch, laughing so hard tears streamed down his face.

"Hey, Ji Bo, did you drop me on purpose?" Liu Bo rubbed his sore backside and shot a glare at Ji Bo, who was also grinning.

"N-no way! I seriously couldn’t hold you, man. You really need to lose some weight, bro. Hahaha!"