You Boys Play Games Very Well

Chapter 39
Ling Meng, wearing a waiter uniform of a white shirt and black waistcoat, hid under the booth table to scroll on his phone. He didn’t know where the girls in the class had rented the uniform from; the waistcoat was so tight that even a thin person like Ling Meng was suffocating in it.

“Classmate, excuse me, a glass of lemon ice, thank you.”

“We haven’t opened the booth yet…” Ling Meng was halfway through his words when he realized something was wrong. The speaker’s voice, he was way too familiar with it.

Sure enough, when he looked up, he saw Shan Zhu dressed from head to toe for the same duties as his own. The difference was that the other person wore a black long morning coat style jacket, making his whole body appear taller and more slender. Ling Meng was used to Shan Zhu dressing in simple clothes with a pair of slippers, but suddenly, when he put on this uniform coat, Ling Meng realized that there was no limit to his handsomeness. This made him feel a little same-sex envy2.

“Why are you here?”

“You’ve been here for so long, didn’t you notice that our booth next door?” Shan Zhu pointed his finger to the big mango that stood out in front of the next booth.

“Er… Yeah, what a coincidence.” Ling Meng didn’t want to admit that he’d been sitting here, not moving at all, scrolling on his phone from the start.

“Bow tie,” Shan Zhu pointed at him.

“What?”

“It’s crooked.”

“Ah?” Ling Meng reached up to fix it and the result was even worse.

Shan Zhu bent down: “I’ll help you.”

Ling Meng let him do so and grumbled thoughtlessly: “This waistcoat is so tight, I can hardly breathe.”

Shan Zhu helped him adjust the bow tie and loosen the waistcoat: “But you wear it very well.” He looked very slim around the waist.

“Really…” Ling Meng didn’t readily accept the compliment.

He had a lemon pin on his chest and Shan Zhu fiddled with it a bit. “This lemon is also very adorable.”

“This is a small gift we have prepared for our customers. I’ll get one for you later.”

“Ling Meng!” The department’s flower came over with a handful of flyers. “Would you please take these coupons to the central plaza and distribute them?”

“I just happen to be going there too, let’s go together,” Shan Zhu proposed.

The department’s flower noticed there was this handsome man on the scene that she didn’t know: “This is…”

“A senior student from the next booth, my friend3.”

“I see that neither booth should be worried about sales today.”

“Ah? How do you see that?” The oblivious Ling Meng didn’t get it.

The department’s flower stuffed the flyers into Ling Meng’s arms: “Go ahead before the booth opens, it’ll be busy later.”

Ling Meng grabbed them with a red face: “Then I’ll be going.”

There was an eye-catching sight of two handsome guys in uniform appearing in the central plaza at the same time; along the way, many people took out their phones to secretly take pictures.

“At 11 o’clock, there’s a young lady filming us.” Ling Meng fixed his eyes at the road while walking on the sidewalk.

“Your way of announcing coordinates has exposed you. Only Galaxy players like to say that there are allies in the seven o’clock direction and enemy forces in the four o’clock direction.”

Ling Meng thought over it, it seemed like that really was the case: “Can you blame me? It goes without saying that I’m a Galaxy dog.”

“Either pretend not to see it or turn your face and look at the camera in a natural, poised way and then smile.”

“You don’t expose your face as an internet celebrity, yet you know better than me,” Ling Meng muttered, coolly lifting his head in the direction of the person taking the photo and quickly forcing a stiff smile.

It was now nine o’clock in the morning and tourists were entering in one after another. There were many people like Ling Meng handing out flyers. Thanks to the mindset of the appearance-obsessed4, the flyers they handed out were rarely rejected. However, the shy nature of Ling Meng was such that the more female strangers he met, the more nervous he was, so he only dared to hand flyers out to boys. When girls passed by, he lowered his head and pretended not to see them.

“Most of the people who like to eat mango lao and lemon ice are girls. You can’t send just boys over like that.” Shan Zhu acted on this practical guidance and picked out girls to send over.

Ling Meng suddenly thought of a plan: follow behind Shan Zhu like a little attendant and, when Shan Zhu handed out a flyer, he would take advantage of the moment and stuff one of his in too.

There were more and more people in the square, so naturally there were daring girls who would come up to ask for info and chat them up at the same time.

“Is this for your booth?”

“Yes, you’re welcome to come sit down when you’re tired of walking around.” Shan Zhu’s invitation was hard to refuse.

The girl looked down at the flyer: “I like lemon ice most. Where is it, please?”

Shan Zhu gently pushed Ling Meng forward and Ling Meng automatically answered back by reflex: “In the western area A38, opposite the cherry tree. There is a big recognizable lemon in front of the stall. In addition to lemon ice, we also have watermelon ice, strawberry ice, lemon tea, grapefruit tea, sour plum soup; with coupons, the price can be reduced by 20%.”

He recited the response from memory and the girl who had been successfully amused said, “Will you also be there?”

“I, I’ll go back later.”

“Then I’ll go.”

“Oh…” Ling Meng choked out a response, “…then I’ll be waiting for you.”

Turning his head, Ling Meng found that Shan Zhu was looking at him with a strange expression.

“Then I’ll be waiting for you? Isn’t your girl-teasing5 technique quite smooth?”

“I was in a moment of desperation, I couldn’t think of what to say.”

“You call yourself Daddy in the game every day, how come you’re so bashful when you see girls?”

“How is that the same? The game is full of rough guys.”

“What about your female powder? Are you shy in front of them too?”

Ling Meng thought the question was baffling: “I’m not you, where do I have female powder, ah?”

“Of course you have them; for example……your mother barrier powder and your second housekeeper.”

Ling Meng thought back for a moment: “Oh…I view them as boys.”

Shan Zhu sighed: “It seems that you can be a daddy only in word.”

“What do you mean?”

“Never mind.”