You Boys Play Games Very Well

Chapter 43
The mysterious Apple turned out to be the protagonist of today’s gossip, Mango Lao-Ge? After a moment, the place boiled over in excitement.

— Is it true? I don’t believe it! Why are handsome guys so good at playing games? Please tell the non-handsome and non-fierce me how to live!

— From today’s match, we can see that Little Mango Lao-Ge’s and Mang God’s skills are very similar. No wonder that Lemon Dad said it’s tough to say who’s better.

— I really want to see these two PK.

— Requesting for Mangosteen to fight Apple! A tie-breaker match between impressive husbands!

— Is the prize a lemon? Don’t do such a thing 2333

His phone shook on the table, Shan Zhu had sent a grieving expression on WeChat.

Shan Zhu: MengMeng, you betrayed me again [aggrieved]

Ling Meng saw the notification and the corner of his mouth rose uncontrollably.

Ling Meng: Who told you to act schizo1 and furthermore to make me shoulder the blame ~lueluelue2~

Shan Zhu: I deliberately created the illusion of too many love rivals, so that people wanting to pursue you would realize the difficulty and give up.

Ling Meng curled his legs up in his chair and chatted with Shan Zhu, forgetting the situation completely.

Ling Meng: I feel like if I don’t expose you, next time you’ll change to a kiwi fruit?

Ling Meng: Now the demands of the masses are strong. Would you like to send out a Weibo challenge for a Mango derby in Grinder (mobile game)?

Ling Meng: Have you become a pufferfish? Show me.

Ling Meng had totally forgotten his current situation, but the hundreds of thousands of viewers on the scene could see it clearly. The anchor had slipped away and the audience chatted with spontaneous fervor.

— Lemon Dad smiles so sweetly.

— Lemon Daddy has wine3 in his dimples.

— You have dimples, do you still have a story?

(t/n: there’s a legend about dimples that they are marks left after refusing to forget past lovers during reincarnation, so the story is the love story)
— Lemon Daddy is emanating lemon-flavored hormones from all over his body.

— This smile produces the impulse to brush a cat courtyard.

— Lemon Dad dropping the fifty thousand people in the audience to hold only one person within his sight, I bet ten mangoes that person is Mango Lao-Ge!

As soon as Ling Meng remembered that he was still streaming, he looked up and found that the person in the live broadcast had really smiled too much.

He immediately patted his face and forced it into a serious expression, but this seriousness only lasted for three seconds before his face returned to its original state, just as if the corners of his mouth were iron and the corners of his eyes were magnets, smirking uncontrollably.

— Don’t smile, I’m going to get drunk if you smile again.

“Who is foolishly carrying the rhythm, I’m smiling because I’m happy to beat the pro team, okay?

“Second housekeeper? Second housekeeper, control this rhythm.”

Housekeeper LittleFlyingTeddy: Replying to Lemon Dad, the second housekeeper is already drunk and unconscious, cannot control.

— I just love such a rhythm-leading housekeeper.

— According to scientific research, only people in love can smile so sweetly.

Shan Zhu: Are you beginning to miss the days when the big housekeeper was in charge?

How could he forget that this guy was also peeping at the live broadcast. Ling Meng immediately raised his middle finger.

Ling Meng: 凸

— Oh my god! The clear stream anchor showed the middle finger!

— Oh my god! The clear stream anchor pointed the middle finger at “you know”! Damn!

— Seriously advising the anchor that the live broadcast is used for streaming, not for flirting across the screen!

“Daddy really wants to ban you,” Ling Meng made an effort at a serious expression. “Don’t think that no one can control you if the big housekeeper isn’t here.”

— Wow, Lemon Dad actually sounds like the big housekeeper right now.

— The big housekeeper is already angry at you.

— Originally only famous newcomers smiled, who listened to the old man weep.

“And I bet a cartful of mangoes that your big housekeeper won’t set up a match with Apple.”

— How’s that? My talented Mang God isn’t afraid of anyone.

[Room] Guava: Apple

If Guava hadn’t spoken suddenly, Ling Meng would have forgotten that the three of them were still in the small black room.

[Room] Apple: ?

[Room] Guava: Come PK.

Ling Meng: ???

— Meow meow meow???

— This is… a new round of foul wind and a rain of blood?

— Guava: I will fight in place of Mang God!

— I haven’t seen such a lively scene of bloody slaughter in a long time. My Lemon Dad’s charisma is astonishing.

“Classmate Guava, what are you going to do?” Ling Meng asked.

[Room]Guava: He played well.

[Room] Apple: …Thank you for the compliment.

Ling Meng understood; the passionate Guava was a game-idiot, he got an itch whenever he saw a game master. The end of the match was played just too beautifully. It’s no wonder Guava wanted to issue a battle challenge.

[Room] Apple: But I can’t play right now.

Ling Meng thought it over and was quick to speak up to help: “Yes, Guava, his hand isn’t good, he can’t play games for a long time.”

— Lemon Dad knew about it!

— Did I imagine hearing a hint of reputation-saving?

— I only heard the fact that two people are very familiar.

[Room]Guava: Okay.

[Room]Guava: Do you want to go pro?

[Room] Apple: …

More than just Shan Zhu thinking “…”, even Ling Meng wanted to “…”, was it Guava’s hobby to recruit people?

[Room] Apple: No, my hand isn’t good.

This was actually working well in concert together on the reasoning from beginning to end.

“Guava, I’m curious, is your team short of people right now?”

[Room] Guava: No shortage.

“Then why do you always ask people if they want to go pro?”

[Room] Guava: Can be substituted.

[Room] Guava: And I don’t always ask.

“Alright…” He had asked twice and asked the same person both times.

[Room] Guava: However, you can come if you want.

Ling Meng wanted to laugh: “What can I do in a pro team at my level?”

[Room] Guava: Mascot.

Ling Meng: …

Isn’t such a fierce mascot not okay?!