Pushing open the door of the box, everyone has arrived, and a large chessboard is in sight.
Not long after, Zhuge Qingyang laid out the props needed for Truth or Dare and looked around at the crowd: "Who starts first?"
Li Mo clapped his hands and looked at Liu Qian: "Of course the squad leader goes first! Come on, let's have a good start!"
"? Why not come by seat number so that no one will be missed during the meeting?"
"Does everyone know the seat number by heart? I don't remember mine."
"It's been a month since school started, are you kidding me...? Classmate Li, Mo, is studying!"
"You can flirt with everyone, but you can't flirt with the regular class..." Wang Shibo quickly pulled Li Mo aside and whispered, "Although she is still single, this sturdy female war goddess is very powerful in combat."
"What's your number? Let me flirt with you!"
"I...your deskmate, you don't know yet." Wang Shibo pretended to be about to cry.
"I remembered, your number 38 is really very festive~"
"Are you scolding me again? Don't even look at yourself. Just add an arc to the last number and you'll be like a cold medicine!"
"I really want to back down..." Luo Fan noticed a box of beer on the table and felt a million rejections in his heart, "Chaos, hurry up!"
[Okay, okay, don't yell, I'll play with these brats. ]
"Do you understand the situation? I have never remembered such a thing as a student ID number." Tong Lingxi asked awkwardly, ignoring herself when he saw someone, and pinched him quietly, "Vars, do you know they What’s the seat number?”
"...Why do you worry about what they did? Also, it's the third time, don't sleep too much tonight." Luo Fan took a breath of pain and warned.
"Is it my fault again...? I know, I know, I'll try to find another way for you to answer my question."
"27, 28, just don't bother me anymore."
Next, everyone rolls the dice in order according to the seat number in the class and completes the corresponding challenge.
After a long time, when the queue reached No. 20, Luo Fan began to lose his composure: "I suddenly felt a little weak..."
"Not even a little...?"
"If you mix it with water, maybe it will work."
"...Where is your future?" Tong Lingxi was greatly shocked. This guy was not usually very arrogant, but at this moment he was uncharacteristically different.
Student No. 26 rolled a 6, and then when the chess piece advanced to that square, it retreated 3 squares as required, stopping exactly behind the "punishment" square.
"Who is on the 27th? Are you still awake? It's your turn~" Wang Shibo seemed to have expected something, with a gloating expression on his face.
Li Mo looked at him and smiled, then took over the conversation: "You are the focus of everyone's attention, may the next one be the first to be punished?
"You clearly jumped over it just now, why would there be such a ridiculous operation like going backwards... Please don't make any mistakes!" Luo Fan secretly felt that something was wrong, swallowed his saliva, and rolled the dice. The dice rolled and then gradually stopped, "...is it 3 o'clock?" I felt a little happy, as if I felt that the future was bright. However, who would have expected that God would not be kind to him, and the dice turned up to be the 1 point adjacent to the 3 point... Seeing this, the whole person was instantly petrified.
The needle didn't poke me, but the African chief was by my side. Tong Lingxi couldn't help laughing: "Excuse me, how much water do you want to add? Not just a pot, hahahahaha..."
"Hahaha, Mr. Luo, congratulations on 'winning', please go ahead!" A group of students seemed to be gloating.
"I'm counting on my fingers, I'm sure you'll get lucky tonight, hahaha!" Zhuge Qingyang patted Luo Fan.
"It doesn't matter...it's truth or dare."
"No, no, no, this is also a swing point. The odd numbers are true, the even numbers are big adventures!" I'm sorry, but Wang Shibo ruthlessly broke his beautiful fantasy.
"Come on, come on, shake it, shake it!" Li Mo helped him get the dice back with "enthusiasm" and handed it over.
"I don't believe I'm that bad... It's time for you to see my power as the European Emperor!"
"I counted with my fingers again. Last time you had an odd number, this time it's an even number."
"That's not necessarily true!" Xu was eager to prove himself, so Luo Fan immediately rolled the dice, and the result was 4 points.
"Come on, a big adventure! There is one last chance to test your race. Draw a card——"
"Anyway, it's death, but as long as you don't drink, it's still acceptable..." Luo Fan closed his eyes as if resigned to his fate, and randomly selected one, "? Li Liyuan's score, I'm beyond recognition today...!"
"This is the European Emperor, you are not a chief..." Tong Lingxi looked over and saw the sign saying "Have three drinks and spread the dog food like crazy".
"Hahahahahaha our lovely young master Luo is an African refugee, right? Hahahahahaha..." Wang Shibo couldn't hold it back anymore and let out a devastating laugh that made Luo Fan even more embarrassed.
"There will be a lot of dog food in the back. It's okay. Our whole class is used to it. You and Goddess Lingxi have fun hahahahaha..." Li Mo brought a large bucket of popcorn and got ready to watch the show.
Zhuge Qingyang deliberately held a bottle of Nongfu Spring and shook it in front of Luo Fan: "Do you want to mix it with some water?"
"It's useless to mix water with water, Master Luo, hahahahahaha..." This time, the box was filled with happy air.
