Sure enough, compared to ten minutes ago, the number of comnts and likes on Monts skyrocketed.
Princess Yu Yao even felt that a nine-grid collage wasn’t enough... Too bad WeChat doesn’t have an eighteen-grid option.
The Monts posts from Yu ng, Sunny, and others were almost the sa, with captions like "A chance encounter with Mr. Zhou in Paris," "Miss Yang is really nice," "Miss Di is stunning," and so on.
At first, the drinking atmosphere was relatively relaxed. It’s said that three won make a play, but with nine won here, that’s a hundred minds at work. So everyone appeared quite reserved, and the conversation topics were mostly trivial—
"You’re End, right? Your skin is so smooth, what brand of skincare do you use?"
"Miss Di, how did you beco a star?"
"Mr. Zhou, do you think it’s bad for girls to smoke?"
Essentially, it all stayed at the level of small talk, although Zhou Wang could sense that, probably because of his presence, everyone except the relatively quiet Ji Xiaoxi was trying hard to find topics and keep the gathering lively. Still, after listening for a while, Zhou Wang was bored to the point of yawning.
Indeed, you can’t just drink without any activity...
So Zhou Wang decisively suggested playing a ga together, which quickly received enthusiastic responses. Even Miss Yang, who had been lazily leaning on the sofa, sat up and asked with interest,
"What ga are we playing?"
"Dice?"
Zhou Wang probed.
"Boring."
"How about touring three gardens? Or the lady card ga?"
"Childish."
"Truth or dare?"
"Oh, Zhou Wang, are you serious? Who still plays that these days..."
Seeing all his suggestions swiftly rejected by Miss Yang, Zhou Wang was montarily speechless, internally complaining that he did know so gas that weren’t childish and were quite novel, like "Mountain and Stream" or "Russian Roulette," but he feared she wouldn’t want to play with him!
It was rare to see Zhou Wang rendered speechless, and the other won couldn’t help but snicker. Zhou Wang helplessly spread his hands,
"Co on, Sister Mi, you decide. What should we play?"
"I’ve hardly been to bars; why ask ?"
Miss Yang innocently shook her head.
"Knew I couldn’t rely on you either."
Zhou Wang dismissed her with a wave of his hand, then turned, smiling at another girl, saying, "Good thing we have a professional here... Yu ng, it’s up to you."
"Oh, Mr. Zhou... Actually, I don’t really go to bars often either."
Yu ng hesitated, then quickly feigned shyness.
"Co on, don’t tell you and Tong Jingcheng didn’t et at a bar, right?"
Zhou Wang scoffed imdiately, "And if I rember correctly, last ti at my house, it was you, Miss Xiao Cheng, Nai Gai, and the others who were the wildest, right?"
Exposed by Zhou Wang without rcy and with Sunny and others laughing uproariously nearby, Yu ng stopped pretending and straightened her not-so-impressive chest.
"Let’s do it, but let’s agree first, no sore losers!"
"There’s no kids here; who’s afraid?"
"Exactly. At worst, just drink; what’s there to lose?"
A group of girls chid in, and none seed inclined to back out.
"Alright then, if we’re playing sothing exciting, let’s go with the nightclub style..."
Hearing Yu ng say this, several girls looked eager to try, and what surprised Zhou Wang was that this included the usually quiet Ji Xiaoxi.
But soon Zhou Wang understood; a nightclub is a place a well-behaved girl like Ji Xiaoxi, raised strictly, would never visit, so how could she not be curious?
"What’s the nightclub style ga?"
Even Miss Di, who had been rely smiling slightly, couldn’t help but ask.
"It’s super simple; just follow Yu Yao and ... But first, we need to get hyped!"
Yu ng grinned at Zhou Wang, "Boss, so music, please?"
"OK!"
Understanding the cue, Zhou Wang snapped his fingers to call the butler, who, after receiving instructions, imdiately activated the room’s surround sound system.
As the music started playing, Zhou Wang listened for a few seconds and felt it wasn’t quite right. He quickly connected his Bluetooth and played a DJ playlist with over a hundred thousand loops saved. As the iconic intro of the remix version of "Tokyo" (from Fast & Furious 3) started, Zhou Wang knew...
Tonight was set.
Sure enough, not only Yu ng and Yu Yao, who had already gotten into the mood, but the others also couldn’t help but start swaying slightly.
"Stand up, everyone, stand up!"
Yu ng extended her hands, getting everyone to stand.
When ten people stood in a circle around the coffee table, the chandelier in the middle of the living room suddenly went out, leaving only the spotlights on the ceiling rotating. The girls let out a chorus of exclamations but couldn’t contain their excitent.
It really did start to feel a bit like a nightclub...
The only issue was that they didn’t have enough drinks.
At this point, Yu ng shouted, "Let’s start with the basics!"
Saying this, Yu ng was the first to hold her palm flat and raise it to the top of her head. Yu Yao understood and was the first to reach out her hand, placing her index finger against Yu ng’s palm.
"This ga is called finger catching. For those who don’t know, just follow Yu Yao. I do an action, and everyone has to follow. The slowest or those who make a mistake have to drink. Before we start, I’ll show the gesture: a thumb up ans the winner drinks, a thumb down ans the loser drinks, and the number of fingers raised indicates how many drinks..."
After Yu ng’s simple explanation, having played once before, Zhou Wang joined in, placing his finger against Yu ng’s palm.
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