Chapter 342: Chapter 342 How Time Flies So Fast?
Sheng Tang’s tablemates were also unhappy: "You guys, show some manners! Are we still playing this game or not?"
The onlookers were sent back.
They didn’t want to play board games anymore, but they watched from afar, seeing some people excited and some wailing, feeling very envious.
Wei Chengjun, Feng Yijin, and Bai Shaolin were all there, but they didn’t come over to watch.
Especially Wei Chengjun, who was just saying that Sheng Tang’s game wouldn’t last a round before everyone got annoyed.
But as it turned out, the game was getting more and more lively.
That’s how it is with games, at first everyone finds it interesting, but after a few rounds, people get tired and the atmosphere drops.
Unexpectedly, Sheng Tang’s game only got more energizing; their table was like they were on a high, everyone was engrossed in the atmosphere.
After one round ended, Sheng Tang asked the people at his table, "Do you all understand the rules now?"
"More or less."
"Can anyone be the judge?"
Zhu Yanhui quickly raised his hand: "I can, I can!"
"Anyone else?" Sheng Tang asked again.
Seven or eight people raised their hands.
Sheng Tang then asked the other two tables: "Do you really want to play this?"
"Yes!" The two tables answered in unison.
They were almost dying from envy of the fun on that side.
Sheng Tang said: "For our table, Yan Jinzhi, you be the judge. Zhu Yanhui and I will go over there and teach them."
Everyone agreed.
With three people gone, their table was a bit short on players, so they brought in three new people from the neighboring tables.
Sheng Tang went to sit with Feng Yijin and Wei Chengjun.
Zhu Yanhui was at another table and had already written out the notes. He truly grasped the essence of it, being a meticulous judge.
The two tables started playing.
The atmosphere in their private room was unprecedentedly lively.
Just as Sheng Tang and Zhu Yanhui finished teaching everyone and the second round ended, and the third round hadn’t started yet, the waiter came in.
"Sorry everyone, we’re closing soon, you have three minutes."
Everyone was shocked and then all wailed together.
Oh my, they were still in the middle of having fun, how come it was suddenly closing time?
"Isn’t closing time at eleven?" Even the class monitor lost his cool and took out his phone to check the time.
He felt like they hadn’t played much and time had already flown by.
Sure enough, it was almost eleven.
"Let’s go, let’s head to the karaoke place and play the Killer game all night!" someone suggested.
Sheng Tang: "...."
It felt like being back in her university days.
Indeed, people from any era or world have to succumb to this game.
Everyone left the restaurant.
Standing downstairs, the bus hired by the class monitor was still there, ready to take them back after dropping them off.
At that moment, Yan Jinzhi spoke up: "My parents aren’t home today, no one is at my place, we can go to my house! The drinks, coffee, and beverages are definitely better than at the karaoke place, and if you’re tired, you can sleep in the guest rooms."
"Won’t we disturb the neighbors?"
"No, the houses in our villa area are quite far apart."
Everyone cheered.
The class monitor organized everyone: "It’s already eleven. As we originally agreed, if you don’t want to join the next event, you can go home. Whoever wants to leave, let me know."
He needed to keep track of everyone so no one would get left behind.
It’s so late at night, if something happened, he wouldn’t be able to explain it.
Out of forty classmates, only two said they were too tired and wanted to go home.
Among them, one person indeed had health issues and frequently took leaves; the other was Bai Shaolin, who felt that while playing the game, her classmates intentionally or unintentionally distanced themselves from her, making her even less popular than Feng Yijin.
She was very angry.