Ghosts. Lan Li's intuition sounded the alarm, there must be a ghost in this game.

But he had no way to identify the cats, because the time was limited, and the game was unfamiliar. The game of beer pong is very popular among American college students, while there are other party games among British college students, not to mention that Lan Li has just met Valentino and does not know the other party's routine.

However, a party is a party, and that's what the toss-and-over routines are. Even if it is a trick, it is nothing more than a trick.

"Jessica, can you be invited to be the referee? Stand on the other side of the table and be a witness for us. Lan Li raised his voice and said, since the other party wants to do something, but he can't guess it for a while, then attracting everyone's attention is the easiest way. Lan Li spread her hands and looked around the scene, "I hope Jessica can be my goddess of victory, not Valentino's, otherwise, I will suffer today." ”

Lan Li knew exactly what the party needed, so he offered what - the goddess of victory. "Roar, roar, roar", everyone started shouting, "Jessica, Jessica, Jessica!"

Jessica obviously didn't expect such treatment, glared at Lan Li, as if to say, "What the hell are you doing?" But on the surface, Jessica didn't refuse, she turned around in a circle, her skirt bloomed, revealing her white and small ankles, and the whistle became more and more noisy, Jessica didn't immediately step forward, but turned to look at Valentino, "I don't know if this gentleman minds?

"Jessica!" at the party, people liked such a bright, unflinching, sparkling scene, and the cheers became more and more noisy.

Valentino had no choice but to pretend to be generous, and laughed heartily twice, "Who knows? Maybe Miss Chastain will be my muse?"

Rude words, but to call "Miss Chastain", to show respect, to show high spirits, but I don't know that there is a lack of bones, after all, it is just a pig's nose and onions.

Jessica laughed brightly, "Then it's better to be respectful than to obey." Turning to face Lan Li, Jessica lip-synched, "Owe me once." This provoked Lan Li to be embarrassed.

Jessica stood on the other side of the table tennis table, and the people with the red paper cups were settled, and she also shouldered her duties as the "goddess of victory", and said in a loud voice, "Then, the game starts now." Who's going to come first?" Jessica's gaze fell on Lan Li and Valentino one after another.

The conspiracy lost the lead, Valentino gritted his teeth, stretched out his head with a knife, and shrunk his head with a knife. I fell down just now, I lost my demeanor, and now I have to pull my momentum back, "I'll go first!" Valentino's height was even about two inches (five centimeters) taller than Lan Li, and coupled with that strong big man, like a black tower, Bang Bang stepped forward, revealing a mouthful of white and neat teeth, "You won't mind, right?"

The contempt and provocation in his eyes, obviously with disdain, condescendingly expressed his disdain, as if he had finally torn off the mask just now, and no longer chased and beat Paul, but vented all his anger on Lan Li. But the problem is that Lancet is not Paul.

Lan Li did not answer, but stretched out his right hand and politely made a gesture of invitation, that graceful demeanor showed the tolerance and etiquette of the master, and the elegant and calm smile calmly dissolved all of Valentino's attacking emotions invisibly.

Valentino was stuck in his chest in one breath, not spitting it out, not swallowing it, the corners of his eyes twitched involuntarily, and said viciously, "Get ready to drown in the whiskey!" The pair of copper bell-like eyes glared viciously, like a heavy fist, smashing at Lan Li unreasonably, and walked in front of Lan Li with a big stride, lowered his head, and said in a low voice, "Dog/mother/raised cheap/goods!"

This foul word, the voice was not high, and the eyes did not look at Lan Li,

Then without waiting for Lan Li to respond, he turned around and faced the table tennis table, as if he had stepped onto the boxing ring, raised his hands high, and constantly fanned the atmosphere of the people around him, the game had not yet started, as if he had returned victorious.

Lan Li was not surprised by Valentino's foul mouth, but he was surprised by Valentino's impulsiveness. Before he even had any effort, the other party was already sprang up.

Lan Li seriously pondered a possibility: Fan and Valentino were able to become good friends—and they were friends with each other, because Valentino was stupid enough??

In his memory, it seems that Fan doesn't have any friends in the circle except for the friends of the "Fast and Thrill/Love" crew, but now that he is in it, Lan Li understands that Fan has no friends in the crew. They are just friends who are "propaganda-only" in Fan's mouth.

Gathering his thoughts, Lan Li turned his attention to Valentino to find out what was wrong and emerge victorious, with Valentino's three pitches being his best chance.

Don't look at Valentino's ramblings just now, it seems to be a rough nerve, but standing in front of the table tennis table, he calmed down, that posture, that momentum, as if this was not a party game, but a last-minute free throw in Game 7 of the NBA Finals. He picked up the first ball, threw it in, and popped it up again.

The whole scene fell into a ghost crying wolf, but Valentino ignored it, his muscles tensed, and his serious expression revealed his inner apprehension.

Paul's teasing voice came from his ears, "It seems that we are not lucky today, and after throwing it in, we all pop out one by one." ”

A flash of inspiration flashed in Lan Li's mind. Beer Ping Pong is not a shooting game, in addition to precision, strength is extremely important. Because the disposable cup is not deep in the first place, it is easy to jump out of the pot after brushing it, or after bouncing in, it will fly straight up and down, not too light, not too heavy. But both Paolo and Valentino's ping-pong balls popped up, was it too nervous that caused the hands to be tight?

"Paul, how many of your three rounds have you thrown?" Lan Li shouted into Paul's ear to confirm his guess.

"Five. Paul laughed, three rounds are a total of thirty, "Today's head is not good, and the hand feels bad." The performance was terrible. ”

While speaking, there was a coaxing on the scene, applause and whistles were endless, it seems that Valentino successfully scored the second goal; however, Valentino did not have any pause and hesitation, took advantage of the good feeling, picked up the third ball, and threw it directly, all eyes saw that the table tennis ball drew a beautiful arc, and accurately fell into the red paper cup, but before the cheers could get up, the table tennis ball bounced up again, and flew out to the side with a "boom", and rolled into the pool with a smoke.

Voices of disappointment came and went. They are looking at the excitement, not the victory or defeat, and naturally hope that the more intense the better. It's a pity that Valentino seems to be too anxious, and his breathing and strength are not adjusted well, and as a result, a chicken and egg fight comes. It's a good thing to be aggressive and chase after victory, but sometimes it's easy to be too impulsive and do bad things.

Valentino seems to be an impulsive person. He clung to his head in frustration, and clung to his hair, expressing his regret with all his might, but the hairstyle, which was like an iron plate because of its gel and styling, had no effect, not even a single hair. In normal times, this is a good thing, but at this time, it is a little funny.

Inexplicably, Lan Li remembered Astro Boy.

"Lan Li, are you confident?" Paul smiled and patted Lan Li's shoulder, "It's okay, if you lose, I'll help you drink half of it." ”

Lan Li shook his head helplessly, "You better stand first, don't just roll over into the pool before the game is over." Then, Lan Li didn't say anything more, and walked to the table tennis table-

Valentino had now returned to normal, he gave way of his position, but he was not frustrated at all, he raised his chin defiantly, and looked at Lan Li with his nostrils, as if he had won the battle. If you think about it, Paul only scored five out of thirty, that is, an average of six into one, but now, Lan Li only has three chances, and the odds are really slim, which also means that Valentino has won more than half.

Three, the odds are indeed too small, and the possibility of a reversal is too slim. This is Lan Li's proposal, in Valentino's opinion, Lan Li dug a hole for himself, and now everyone has to witness Lan Li jump off by himself.

Lan Li didn't know the bottom of his heart, but his face was not panicked, and he glanced at Valentino calmly, the kind of arrogance that came from his bones, and he didn't need any clown-like cowardice, but he easily stepped Valentino into the dust. "Now it seems like I'm not in a good situation. But isn't there the beauty of sports? Until the last second, the outcome is never known. Wouldn't it be more fun if I doubled my bet again at this point?"

Lunatic.

That was Valentino's first thought, and the polite Lan Li looked like a madman, like a giant beast, and the tall shadow swallowed him, and he couldn't help but feel his own insignificance. It's a really bad feeling.

Cheers, crazy cheers, everyone's enthusiasm was ignited by the blue ceremony. Jessica looked at Lan Li in disbelief, ridiculous and funny, worried and excited.

"Forget it. Inexplicably, Valentino flinched, he wanted to stalk his neck, gritted his teeth and agreed, like a gambler, anyway, the probability of victory and defeat was fifty percent, but looking at Lan Li, he shuddered, the hairs on his entire back stood up, even though he knew that he would be booed, but he still softened, "Paul has already drunk too much, if the bet is doubled, someone may have to leave in an ambulance today." ”

"Whew", boos erupted, everyone was despised for Valentino's timidity, and even his companions cast disbelieving glances.

But only Valentino knew how much pressure he was under under Lan Li's eyes, "It would be nice if Fan was here." That's the only thought that Valentino has in his mind right now.