Two Sisters Are Truly Good

The others ignored Zhang Ziming and Liu Bo, continuing to watch Su Yang and Pan Ning pick their team members.

Over the next few minutes, the two went back and forth, and the final rosters were as follows.

Su Yang's team: Meng Wenzhou, Song Anquan, Shen Yixue, Meng Qianyu, Su Qingci, Xia Zhiyu, Ren Lingxi, Wang Xiaoyan, Zhao Mengrou, Tang Ziyun.

Pan Ning's team: Liu Bo, Zhang Ziming, Ji Bo, Lu Yun, Xia Li, Jiang Mengyun, Li Muhan, Gu Xiaoman, Xu Zilin, Zhong Qing, Han Xiaoyu.

"OK, OK! The picking is over, let the games begin!" Shen Yixue shouted with a wave of her small hand.

"Wait, what game are we playing?" Zhao Mengrou asked.

"Right, how do you guys want to play? We have eleven on one side and twelve on the other."

"How about we start with finger-guessing games by teams? Whichever team loses, everyone on that team drinks a cup," Xia Li suggested.

"That works, let's start with that."

"Wait a second. Since we're divided into teams, shouldn't we sit with our teams?" Gu Xiaoman asked.

"Sure."

"Alright, let's switch seats first."

Everyone got up and walked toward their respective team members, quickly finding new seats and settling down.

Once everyone was seated, Su Yang spoke up, "I'll go first. You can pick whatever finger-guessing game you want."

"OK, then I'll be the first one up." Xia Li happened to be sitting right next to Su Yang, and she turned to smile at him.

"Alright, what are we playing? The drinking finger game or Fifteen-Twenty?"

"Fifteen-Twenty."

"OK."

Next, the two teams began their battle. In the first round of Fifteen-Twenty, Su Yang and Xia Li shouted out numbers four times in a row before Su Yang won the match. The winner would keep challenging the next person.

Su Yang then played against Gu Xiaoman. However, Gu Xiaoman didn't choose Fifteen-Twenty. Knowing she'd likely lose, she picked Rock-Paper-Scissors, a game that relied more on luck.

Sure enough, Su Yang couldn't keep up his winning streak and lost to Gu Xiaoman's fist.

Su Yang's side sent out their next player, Meng Wenzhou, who was second. He played the drinking finger game with Gu Xiaoman. After a few rounds, Meng Wenzhou lost a game.

"Haha, you guys are no good," Gu Xiaoman smiled smugly. "Who's next?"

"I'll go!" Meng Qianyu put down her meat skewer, wiped her mouth, and played Fifteen-Twenty with Gu Xiaoman. After three rounds of shouting, Meng Qianyu also lost.

"You're amazing, Sister Xiaoman!! That's a triple kill! Keep going, keep going! If Sister Xiaoman sweeps the board, you guys have to drink two cups!" Han Xiaoyu laughed.

"No way, it has to be a 'Dragon's Head and Phoenix's Tail' perfect sweep to drink two cups. Your first player, Sister Xia, already lost. Even if Xiaoman wins the rest, we only drink one cup," Zhao Mengrou protested.

"Right, right, we have to follow the rules. Only a perfect sweep gets two cups," Jiang Mengyun chimed in.

"Fine, but that would be pretty difficult anyway. Winning against a dozen people in a row all at once isn't easy."

"Never mind that for now, let's keep playing."

Everyone was in high spirits now, shouting enthusiastically.

"Alright, let's continue." Gu Xiaoman looked at Su Yang's team with a smile. "Who are you sending out?"

"Me!" Song Anquan raised his hand. "I'll play Fifteen-Twenty too."

"Alright, Fatty, come on."

Song Anquan called twenty, but his hands showed ten; Gu Xiaoman called fifteen and her hands showed five.

In just one round, Song Anquan was instantly killed by Gu Xiaoman, a nightclub veteran.

Gu Xiaoman winked at him with a smile. "Fatty, you still need more practice~"

"Damn it, I don't believe you can win them all."

Seeing her side lose several people in a row, Shen Yixue couldn't sit still anymore. She put down her bowl, cracked her neck, and looked at Gu Xiaoman, saying, "Sister Xiaoman, don't get too arrogant. I'm going to take you down."

"Haha, Yixue, it looks like you're an expert too."

"You bet. Come on! Let's play Stick-Tiger-Chicken."

"Oh? Sure, as long as you can name the game, I basically know how to play it~"

"Is that so? Bring it on."

The two readied their hand gestures and started calling. After four rounds, Shen Yixue regrettably lost.

"What the heck!! I refuse to accept this!" Shen Yixue said, puffing her cheeks and crossing her arms with a tilted head.

"You have to accept it. I feel like the rest of the people on your side probably aren't my match anymore." Gu Xiaoman picked up a liquor bottle, filled her empty cup, and smiled deliberately, "Oh my, I'm so thirsty~"

"Dammit!" Shen Yixue gritted her teeth and looked at Ren Lingxi. "Lingxi, you're up! Take down Sister Xiaoman!"

At this point, almost everyone else had stopped eating, except for Ren Lingxi, who was still burying her head and devouring the barbecue regardless of what was happening.

Hearing the shout, Ren Lingxi looked up in a daze. "I'm up?"

Seeing this, Su Yang smiled at Ren Lingxi, "Lingxi, play the game first. There's still plenty of food left; you can eat as much as you want today."

"Hehe, sorry about that. It's just that this barbecue is too delicious, I couldn't help myself." Ren Lingxi took the tissue Shen Yixue handed her, wiped her mouth, and looked at Gu Xiaoman with a smile, "Come on, Sister Xiaoman, I'm going to take you down!"

"Oho, really? Bring it on, you can pick whatever you want to play."

"The drinking finger game."

"You actually know how to play the drinking finger game?" Gu Xiaoman said, somewhat surprised.

It was mainly because Ren Lingxi's face looked far too ethereal and fairy-like, which caught Gu Xiaoman off guard.

She figured Ren Lingxi would normally be into artistic things like playing the piano or painting. She never expected such an ethereal girl to know how to play drinking finger games.

Ren Lingxi said with a beaming smile, "I do. Even though my skills aren't that great, it doesn't matter. Bring it on."

"Let's do this then."

"Are we doing the 'Two Sisters' chant or something else?" Ren Lingxi asked.

Gu Xiaoman couldn't help but laugh, "Haha, alright, we'll do the 'Two Sisters' chant."

"OK."

"Two sisters are really good, two sisters, seven... fairies descending to earth, too many to look at!" Gu Xiaoman chanted.

"Excuse me, thank you very much..." Ren Lingxi suddenly blurted out this line using a weird phonetic English chant.

"Pfft!!"

Hearing this drinking chant, Gu Xiaoman instantly burst into belly laughter.

It wasn't just her; aside from a few girls who didn't understand drinking games at all, almost everyone in the venue started laughing along.

Zhao Mengrou, Xia Li, and Jiang Mengyun, much like Gu Xiaoman, were laughing so hard they couldn't control their facial expressions.

"Hahahaha, hahaha, I say... Lingxi... hahaha, where did you learn such a bizarre drinking chant, hahaha!!" Gu Xiaoman laughed so hard she was rocking back and forth. Her long white legs kicked up, nearly flashing everyone, until Jiang Mengyun hurriedly pulled them back down.

Ren Lingxi said awkwardly, "I saw it on the internet."

"Hahaha, please don't, Lingxi, don't mess with me. I have a very low boiling point for laughter. Let's just chant normal numbers, otherwise I'm going to die laughing at you."

Ren Lingxi smiled gently. "Sure, let's keep it simple and just shout numbers."

Su Yang had also been laughing for a good while. He never expected Ren Lingxi to shout out a drinking chant like that.

Once everyone had recovered from their laughing fit, the two resumed their finger-guessing game. Three rounds later, Ren Lingxi was defeated.

She was only an amateur to begin with, so trying to beat an old pro like Gu Xiaoman at a drinking game was a bit too difficult.

By now, Su Yang's team had lost six in a row, leaving five people. Among these five, the one most likely to beat Gu Xiaoman was Zhao Mengrou.

However, before it was even Zhao Mengrou's turn, Gu Xiaoman played Rock-Paper-Scissors with Su Qingci, and after four calls, she finally lost.

"Awesome, Little Su!! We're all counting on you!" Shen Yixue shouted.

Su Qingci smiled and said, "I'm not very good at games. I only know how to play rock-paper-scissors and Fifteen-Twenty."

"No worries, don't feel pressured. Just play however you want. It doesn't matter if you lose. The worst that can happen is having a drink. It's just one glass, a piece of cake," Meng Wenzhou said with a laugh.

"Alright~"

Gu Xiaoman stepped down, and Jiang Mengyun took her place.

Since there were quite a few people, it took a fair amount of time to get through a single round.

After beating Su Qingci, Jiang Mengyun lost to Zhao Mengrou. Then Pan Ning stepped up to take over the rest of the matches, effortlessly defeating everyone else.

The first round of the game ultimately ended with Su Yang's team losing.

"It's fine, it's fine. I was just getting thirsty anyway. Come on, let's all toast! I'll wipe the floor with all of them later!" Su Yang shouted to his teammates as he filled his glass and raised it.

"Alright, cheers!"

......

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