You Boys Play Games Very Well

Chapter 20-21: What if you wake up one morning and find yourself turned into an expression pack?

20-21: What if you wake up one morning and find yourself turned into an expression pack?

Chapter 20

The day after the live stream, Ling Meng woke up and found he was a viral hit again. Enthusiastic netizens had clipped gifs of his live broadcast and made an expression pack. Overnight, the fire raged all over the Galaxy social circle and it even showed signs of spreading.

He first learned the news from the class group chat.

Ling Meng, who was used to scrolling his phone first thing when he opened his eyes, saw the 99+ message notification for the class group chat. He thought that there was some important news, so he immediately checked, but instead magically saw himself in the group.

Could it be he accidentally opened the powder group? Ling Meng exited and studied the group name for a long time to confirm that he wasn’t wrong.

Must have used the wrong method to open the group just now.

So, trembling with fear, he opened the class group again with the utmost care and browsed the chat record with an apprehensive state of mind. He browsed through a dozen pages… Unexpectedly, it was all animated Ling Mengs! When he was unaware, the classmates he so deeply loved were actually making a gif expression pack of him?!

“Who sent my expression pack to the class group?” Ling Meng jumped out of bed and shook his sleeping roommate indignantly.

“… Expression pack? What expression pack… Oh, I think… Liu Lian sent it out, in the middle of the night, after you fell asleep…” his roommate muttered.

Liu Lian, namely the one who was defeated by him, who then gave Ling Meng a beating. From then on, he had become the next door neighbor of the country’s legendary Lemon Dad.

“Fuck his uncle!”

“Calm down, calm down, your expression pack is everywhere now. Even if he didn’t send it, there would’ve been other people.” After that, his roommate yawned, turned over, and went back to sleep. He was also very tired from fighting for a night in the group.

Ling Meng was unconvinced. He couldn’t keep himself from opening the powder group and was instantly drowned by the sea of faces. And it had only been one mere night, how could the super group of 500 people be completely full?

Lemon: How are there suddenly so many people?

FanA: DaddysHere.gif

FanB: MyNameIsDaddy.gif

Lemon: Say something reasonable!

FanC: DaddyDoesntWantToListen.gif

Lemon: Enough!

FanE: DaddysSoAngry.gif

FanF: AngryPufferfish.gif

Weibo had also fallen into enemy hands. From 1 to N, the hot topics were all photo comments and not a single one was a copy.

Of course, the most popular one was “you boys play games very well oh ~”. By Ling Meng’s rough estimation, the rest were ordered like such by highest rate of appearance:

Super Fierce

The Universe is Super Fierce

Daddy Is So Angry

Angry Pufferfish

Cultivating Into A Hamster

Daddy’s Dimples Are Natural

You Know How Good Daddy Is

My Lemon Dad Community, I Ask If You’re Nervous

Porn Anchor, Faking Gay to Sell Rot

A Clear Stream

A Mass of Filthy People

Daddy Who Is No Fighting Match

Don’t Want To Mine, Just Want To Make Waves

Addicted To Mining, Can’t Extricate Myself

You’re Responsible For Carrying Me, I’m Responsible For Making Waves.

Only I Can Wave With My BGM

Even the previous photos of the Durex in hand were turned out, along with his face P, with the matching words – Dad is lacking condoms, there are no condoms fitting for Father.

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Ling Meng felt like he had been badly played.

Chapter 21

What to do if you wake up and find you’ve been turned into an expression pack overnight?

Ling Meng was in line for breakfast in the second canteen when he was suddenly patted on the shoulder.

“Ling Meng!”

Ling Meng turned his head towards the sound and was all smiles as he greeted, “Cao, Cao Mei?”

“Good morning.”

“…Good morning.”

The game’s all-powerful Lemon Daddy not only stuttered, but also blushed strangely.

“Come to buy breakfast?” the department’s flower casually asked.

“Yeah… Do you eat steamed buns? I’ll treat you…”

The department’s flower tittered out a laugh and turned away without a word. After a few steps, she turned back and said, “The expression pack is very cute.”

Ling Meng: o///_////o

“It’s true that you blush when you talk to girls.”

Ling Meng was taken aback and found that Shan Zhu had been standing behind him since who knew when.

“You want to scare a person to death?” Ling Meng said irritably, neither stuttering nor blushing at all. “No…what’s true? Who did you listen to?”

Shan Zhu also laughed and didn’t reply.

Ling Meng looked down and saw Shan Zhu still had his slippers on his feet.

“Can’t you go out without wearing slippers? How disillusioned your powder is.”

The popular anchor wears slippers in the open every day. Tsk, Ling Meng thought that he had knew some great gossip.

“Just came out to buy breakfast,” Shan Zhu smiled nonchalantly, “I don’t have class in the morning.”

“Up so early even without class?” Ling Meng was surprised, “I never eat breakfast when I don’t have class.”

More than just Ling Meng, this was a common problem for almost all college boys.

“Skipping breakfast is bad for your stomach. What day don’t you have class? I’ll deliver it to you.”

“Ah?”

His mouth rounded into an O-shape; it was hard to imagine such a silly expression on the face of the game’s all-powerful Lemon Daddy.

When Shan Zhu saw this, he had the urge to pinch his face: “I’m going to buy it anyway, and we live close to each other.”

“Tuesday and Friday…” Steamed buns falling from the heavens? Ling Meng felt a little weird.

“You know, live stream in the evening?” Shan Zhu deliberately changed the topic to deny him the chance to refuse.

“…broadcast, eh.” Ling Meng couldn’t keep up with the quick rhythm of the change in topic.

“Will it still be live mining?”

“Obviously it’s me carrying the whole audience?” Ling Meng retorted.

“Yes, yes,” Shan Zhu gave him a push, “it’s up to you.”

“Hey? Expression pack!” The students in front of them who had just finished paying looked back and excitedly called out.

Ling Meng: …

“I actually saw it live!”

“…I wasn’t live at first!”

“Expression pack, can we take a group photo?”

“No.”

“Then I’ll return my own P.” It’s hard to say what kind of P that would be.

“Let’s take a group photo! I like group photos the best!”

The student happily pulled out their phone, taking the picture. Shan Zhu suddenly squeezed in, warmly hugging Ling Meng’s shoulder and the double photo became a threesome.

“I also want a group photo with the expression pack,” Shan Zhu explained it like this.

“Haha, my classmate is a kindred spirit, add me on WeChat and I’ll send it to you.”

The two people completed the secret transaction and Ling Meng bought breakfast in a huff: “A cup of soy milk, a steamed bun.”

“Classmate, are you a star?” the window uncle asked him.

“No.”

“Don’t lie to me, I just saw someone rushing to take a group photo with you.”

“Of course!” the classmate who asked for the photo didn’t know how not to listen. “He’s red hot right now!”

“Really? My daughter loves to chase stars. Take a picture with me too and I won’t charge you for this steamed bun.”

Ling Meng: …I just wanted to eat a steamed bun quietly (????)?????

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Footnotes:

1.Fuck his uncle (????): Chinese slang used when angry, showing disrespect to another person’s relatives

2. Face P: Photoshop (P) combining a person’s face and an image, to make a meme template

3. Flower of the Department (??): Girl viewed as/voted as the most beautiful in a department/school/etc.

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