You Boys Play Games Very Well

Chapter 63

Eighteen donkeys couldn’t pull the topic back in the broadcast room. At the dining table, there were three rounds of drinking and the atmosphere was somewhat lively. A group of people in the late stages of game-poisoning, what topic could they discuss except games.

Xiang Jiao drank for the first time in 18 years and as the birthday star⁷, was toasted no less than 18 times. When he had drunken too much, he bowed his head and kept silent, which, in the end, was no different from his usual behavior.

In response to the strong demand of the water friends, they also played Werewolf Killing (Chinese variation of Mafia) after dinner. Ling Meng drew the Prophet but no one believed him except for Shan Zhu. Finally it came out that Shan Zhu was the werewolf. Wholeheartedly taking him for someone on his side, Ling Meng’s heart was deceived and the broadcast room brushed the word “MengMeng” in sympathy.

 

Ling Meng still wanted to play but Shan Zhu had to take a phone call, expression going serious in an instant.

“I have to leave first.”

“I’ll go with you.” Although Ling Meng didn’t know what it was, it couldn’t be very good based on Shan Zhu’s reaction.josei

The two people hurriedly said goodbye and got a taxi to ride to a bar three kilometers away. At the bar, Ling Meng saw the drunken Shan Yao.

“You shouldn’t have left him alone,” Ling Meng held up Shan Yao’s side, “What should we do now?”

“VEGE’s training base is not far from here. We’ll send him back.”

 

Shan Zhu had once come to this base to send Shan Yao some things, but he didn’t go in then so Shan Yao’s teammates didn’t know about their relationship.

Everyone at the base was surprised when they saw the drunken, unconscious captain brought back by the famous Mang God.

“Mang God? Lemon Daddy? Do you two know our captain?”

“He’s my tangdi (cousin),” Shan Zhu had no time to explain much, “Where’s his room? I’ll take him there.”

“Oh, oh.”

With the help of his teammates, Shan Yao was sent back to his room. This was the first time Ling Meng entered a pro team’s dormitory room; it was a very simple double room, there were some Galaxy items on the shelf.

 

Shan Zhu went to the bathroom to wash his hands so Ling Meng looked around the room. He heard movement behind him, turned around, and found Shan Yao was sitting up unexpectedly.

“Why did you get up? Just lie down,” he quickly assisted.

Shan Yao suddenly grabbed him by the arm and his strength was so much that he couldn’t break free.

“Ge,” Shan Yao called him inarticulately.

Ling Meng knew he had been mistaken for the wrong person.

“I’m not your Ge, you lie down first.”

Shan Yao didn’t listen, “Ge, I’m so useless.”

“How could that be? You’re obviously very good.”

Ling Meng was a little anxious. If Shan Yao was useless for playing badly, then what was he, who was described as “able to have fun even when his gameplay is bad.”

Shan Yao muttered out a long series of words again, mostly inaudible to Ling Meng, who vaguely was able to hear such phrases as “useless”, “should not play pro”, “it would be nice to be an anchor like you.”

The tall 1.8-meter boy, holding Ling Meng’s arm, unexpectedly started crying. The impact of this scene on Ling Meng was too big. He tried to stroke the other’s back as Shan Zhu did during the day and gradually made the person go quiet.

 

Shan Zhu came out to see this scene and hurriedly put down the things in his hands to help.  It took the two people a lot of effort to make Shan Yao lie down again, leaving two red handprints on Ling Meng’s arm.

Shan Zhu wet a towel to wipe his face: “He’s under too much pressure. Did I tell you, when he came out to play pro, the family didn’t agree?”

“No.”

“He ran away from home and went to the training camp. And now he’s in a cold war with my aunt, wanting to prove himself by winning the championship.”

Ling Meng understood, but the game was so cruel, there could only be one champion.

 

They waited until Shan Yao soundly fell asleep before leaving his room. The VEGETABLE players were in the hall and the atmosphere at the moment was a far cry from the joy of FRUIT for their captain’s birthday.

One could see they were still surprised by the relationship between Mang God and their captain. It was too late at night, Shan Zhu couldn’t disturb them anymore, so he asked them to please take more care of Shan Yao and left afterwards with Ling Meng.

Before he left, Ling Meng took a picture of the main entrance of the VEGETABLE training base at night. Ling Meng expressed his feelings as he posted on Weibo: “Some family happiness⁸, some family worries.” Netizens speculated, first the FRUIT barbecue, then a visit to VEGETABLE; Lemon Dad’s true identity was the Galaxy pro circle double agent.

 

Ling Meng, looking upon the starry sky, was forced to think over a new life philosophy.

“So late, the dormitory is closed, what should we do?”

“I have a bold idea…..”

Ling Meng’s face went red with a “swish,” fortunately it was dark and couldn’t be seen clearly. “Your brake pads are broken again, aren’t they? Do you need me to fix them for you?”

Shan Zhu had enough of teasing this person and just said leisurely: “I meant to go to an internet cafe all night, what were you thinking?”

Ling Meng realized he’d been set up and bit Shan Zhu’s neck in anger.

“Hey, I say to you, this traffic policeman, even if you give a fake ticket, how can you bite someone?”

The two people were clingy, half-kissing, half-cuddling. At night, the things they were ashamed of could be done outdoors without shame over and over.

Finally, Shan Zhu stopped at the door of an internet cafe with Ling Meng on his back. The internet cafe was very open too, the first floor was the cafe, the second floor above was a hotel.

“Downstairs?” Shan Zhu asked knowingly. The two people had drank at night but they also were both at a passionate age. Ling Meng was lying on his back and had a clear sense of what was going on.

Ling Meng bit him on the ear and whispered: “Upstairs!”