Fortunately, life in the villa had just begun, and everyone hadn’t played anything so exciting yet. In the end, they decided to split into two teams to play ‘You Draw, I Guess’.
The losing team would pay for dinner for the next week.
Even for the sake of face, they had to win!
Shutong rubbed her hands together, her little face more serious than ever before.
Pei Rao teased her, “Tongtong, you look like a primary school kid who hasn’t graduated yet.”
Everyone laughed along. Pei Rao was right. In just a few minutes, Shutong ran to get a small stool and sat down obediently in front of the small blackboard.
Chu Fan tugged at her, gesturing to Luo Wenfeng in front of the blackboard, “Their team goes first.”
Pei Rao, Zhou Ye, and Chu Fan are in the same team as Shutong.
Shutong: “…” She silently gave up the small stool.
Zhang Ye grinned and took her seat, “Thanks, you little brat!”
“…”
Luo Wenfeng came to draw. Given his background, he naturally had art training. He quickly sketched the features and answered twenty questions correctly in two minutes!
By the end, Pei Rao was utterly dejected: “What a blunder! We should have played Truth or Dare!”
“It’s an average of six seconds per question, so there’s still a chance to win.” Zhou Ye glanced at her.
He added softly, “It’s okay if we lose, I can cook.”
This problem was taken into consideration when the teams were divided just now, so Zhou Ye was automatically assigned to this side to equalize the cooking skills of the two teams…
“Who can draw?” Pei Rao asked.
Chu Fan glanced at Shutong.
Shutong, who had just sat down on Zhang Ye’s small stool: “?”
During lunch in the afternoon, Shutong heard Chu Fan talking about how his paintings had been exhibited when he was young. Why didn’t he go himself?
Thinking of his low-key personality, Shutong gave up her small stool and walked to the small blackboard.
Chu Fan naturally bent his long legs and occupied the small stool.
Shutong didn’t draw much in this world, but she seemed to retain some skills from her previous world, so drawing a simple sketch was no problem.
Originally, no one had high expectations for Shutong, especially since Zhang Ye was causing trouble.
After seeing Shutong’s slow movements, Pei Rao began to shake her head inwardly.
It was just a game, after all. At worst, she could order takeout for everyone when Zhou Ye was too busy.
But two seconds later, Chu Fan and Zhou Ye spoke almost simultaneously, “Voldemort.”
Wen Shasha: “Correct.”
Pei Rao: “???”
She looked up. There were only a few simple strokes on the blackboard, but they outlined a fairly typical face of Voldemort.
Wow, she’s actually quite skilled.
In two minutes, Shutong calmly and methodically drew each one, all with a cartoonish feel.
She answered twenty-one questions correctly, barely winning against her opponent.
Luo Wenfeng’s team, who had initially seemed to have the upper hand, were now forced to take on the task of being the chef.
However, two members of their team knew how to cook, so they weren’t in a hurry.
Zhang Ye and Pei Rao became somewhat addicted to the game. Although there was no stake, they still played a few rounds.
Afterward, everyone moved to the activity room, some singing, some reading, and some chatting.
It was almost eleven o’clock, and Shutong happily left the activity room. When she passed the living room, she saw Wen Shasha standing outside the floor-to-ceiling window, seemingly in a daze.
She glanced back and noticed Luo Wenfeng also coming out of the activity room to go upstairs. She reminded him, “Sister Shasha is in the yard.”
Luo Wenfeng was going to look for Wen Shasha anyway, so he nodded at her, turned around, and walked toward the door.
Zhang Ye also ran out, and Shutong pointed in another direction, “Sister Lin Yu is in the gym.”
Zhang Ye gestured to her and ran away immediately.
Shutong glanced at the two remaining people in the activity room before going upstairs with light steps.
At the second-floor terrace entrance, she saw Chu Fan looking at his phone, his expression seemingly tense.
After looking around, she walked over.
Chu Fan heard the sound behind him, put down his phone, and turned around: “What’s wrong?”
Shutong shook her head: “Why did you come here?”
She had just noticed that the cameras on the terrace were all on, but there weren’t very bright lights here, so the atmosphere seemed perfect for chatting.
“Stuffy.”
Chu Fan replied with one word, sitting down and gesturing with his chin to the seat next to him.
Shutong sat down: “Are there osmanthus trees in the yard? I think I can smell them.”
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