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Chapter 23 They are all actors

The dinner was extremely sumptuous.

There is nothing flying in the sky, running on the ground, or swimming in the water. As far as you can see, they are all the colors of nature.

All artists have performed "self-discipline" to the extreme.

"Avocado and orange salad, avocado and oatmeal salad, green papaya salad, mushroom salad, Caesar salad, rainbow salad. There are so many, everyone can take whatever you want."

Looking at the food and drinks on the table, Le Yan's expression turned ugly. He took a box casually and ate while observing the others.

Yang Zhipeng ate so hard that he bottomed out after three mouthfuls.

Diao Qingqing chewed half a small tomato a dozen times.

Sun Ming only drank and didn't touch the food.

The vegetables in Wang Simin's box have been smashed.

The salad in Fang Yiqiao's mouth needs to be served with wine.

Gu Xiaochen had a smile on his face, and if he looked carefully, he could see the potato chip residue at the corner of his mouth.

Only Li Yiran ate slowly and showed no emotion.

Le Yan has a deeper understanding of his colleagues - they are all actors, and their ranks are not low.

If you want to win, you have to play hard.

The food was really unpalatable, so I drank wine slowly.

Sun Ming opened two bottles of red wine. He thought it would not be enough, but he only drank half of the bottle after an hour.

"Would you like some? If you don't drink this wine, you won't be able to finish it." Sun Ming shook Le Yan with a disposable cup.

Alcohol cannot be shown on the show, and bottles must be hidden.

"No. I'll just drink water." Le Yan waved his hands repeatedly.

If it weren't for this thing, he might be eating public food now.

He secretly made up his mind that the number of times he drank in this life would only depend on how many times he got married.

Seeing that Leyan was resolute, Sun Ming couldn't persuade him. After all, there were cameras around.

"Then this wine" he lamented.

"Let's play a game, whoever loses drinks." Le Yan suggested.

"Okay! Play games!" Gu Xiaochen was the first to agree.

Have we finally reached my home court? !

"That's not fair. You don't drink." Wang Simin looked at Le Yan and then at the wine.

Le Yan raised the disposable cup in his hand, pointed at it and said:

"I lost. This cup contains three cups of plain water."

"Drink three drinks in one loss?"

"what?"

"Are you sure?"

No one dared to show too much surprise, but their views were shattered.

Everyone pretends to be sanctimonious in front of the camera, but who hasn’t gone out to have fun?

It is no exaggeration to say that if you play a more aggressive drinking game, you can drink a bottle in one round.

If Leyan accepts punishment at this ratio, he will become poisoned by drinking water!

Is this innocence or stupidity?

Others were just looking at the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal, but Li Yiran was really worried about Le Yan. She hesitated and said:

"How about changing it to another one?"

Le Yan gave her a reassuring look, turned around and asked everyone:

"What are we playing?"

Gu Xiaochen rolled up his sleeves and shouted excitedly:

"Of course you can play with it. You can play with anything."

So annoying!

With the camera around, you can’t play any fun games!

The two couples acted like "I don't know anything", and the heavy responsibility of creating the game could only fall on the two young couples.

Li Yiran lowered his head and ate the salad seriously. It had nothing to do with him.

All the games in Gu Xiaochen's mind are of no use

Fang Yiqiao thought for a while: "Then count to 7."

It’s not that this game is very fun, it’s mainly that it can be played and can barely be considered a puzzle game.

After pretentiously explaining the rules, the game officially started.

In this counting game, it is easy to make mistakes at first.

The more games you play, the more you memorize the numbers, and it becomes less likely to make mistakes, but...

"26."

"Pass!"

"28."

"Hahahaha! Brother Ming is wrong again!"

Sun Ming took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "These two numbers are next to each other, it's a bit difficult." Wang Simin glanced at him and said with hatred:

"How many times have you been wrong? What are you thinking about every day?"

Sun Ming hugged his wife Wang Simin with a playful smile:

"I think about you every day."

Wang Simin smiled and pushed him away.

"Spreading dog food!"

"Brother Ming and Sister Simin are so in love!"

"Let's make it more difficult?" Leyan suggested.

"No more! I can't even understand this." Wang Simin hurriedly refused.

Sun Ming loses the most, and if the difficulty is added, how drunk will he be?

"We are almost counting to 40. One game is too long. Make it more difficult to play faster."

Gu Xiaochen blinked at Le Yan.

Do you want me to support you more?

"Just make it a little more difficult, shout 'pass' and continue counting in the previous direction, clap your hands and turn in the opposite direction."

After thinking about it, everyone agreed that it was only a little more difficult.

But they want to keep it simple

Just a question of direction would confuse most people, let alone counting.

Except for Le Yan, Gu Xiaochen and Diao Qingqing, everyone else drank a lot during this round of the game.

The two bottles of red wine were finally consumed here.

Seeing that everyone is getting more and more skilled at playing, Leyan proposes again:

"Let's count to 3, shall we?"

"Number 3?"

"Isn't that too frequent?"

"With direction change?"

"Stop playing."

Yang Zhipeng was forty-seven or eighteen years old, and it was already a shame to still play this kind of game. Seeing that he was drinking more and more, he planned to quit.

"Lao Yang, stay and continue playing!"

Diao Qingqing was in a good mood at the moment.

The direction of the game in the last round was not fixed. She was lucky and it was almost her turn to shout, as if someone was deliberately manipulating it.

At the last look, she actually tied for first place with Le Yan without taking a sip.

When Lao Yang left, she wanted to follow him, but she just felt a sense of superiority.

When Yang Zhipeng saw that his wife had left him alone, he sat down awkwardly and continued.

"Play number 3! Just play number 3!" Diao Qingqing clapped her hands happily.

"Then let's play a simple one without changing directions. I'll go first, 5." Le Yan started the third round of the game with a smile.

Facts have proved that we should listen to Lao Yang and end this game as soon as possible.

Number 3 is too dense.

Pay attention to both the mantissa of 3 and the multiples of 3. A bottle of red wine opened in less than half an hour has also bottomed out.

"I opened two more bottles, let's continue!"

Sun Ming was completely drunk, as if no one was leaving and the fight would last until dawn.

His wife Wang Simin was so anxious that she wanted to scold him but didn't dare.

On the other hand, Diao Qingqing was not much better. She made up for all the drinks she missed in the last round.

Lady luck seemed to have deserted her.

"Leyan didn't drink even once? No, you can't finish today without losing once!"

Yang Zhipeng wanted to take his wife back to rest, but Diao Qingqing didn't listen to him at all.

In the couple group, Fang Yiqiao drank the most and his eyes were a little straight.

Li Yiran drank a lot, but his face didn't change much. He seemed to have a good drinking capacity.

Gu Xiaochen's condition is even better. She is the strongest king after Le Yan.

"Can't drink anymore."

"Yes, yes, stop drinking and record the show!"

Le Yan took a look around everyone's status and felt that it was almost in place, so he proposed again:

"Everyone, let's take a break. How about we play truth or dare?"

(End of this chapter)