Chapter 497 Gathering (Part 3)

Just then, Duan Xi came in carrying two plates of food and shouted, "Dinner's ready! Come and help serve the food!"

Zhou Tianqi followed him in and immediately saw the group of people sitting around the cushions. He said angrily, "Damn it, you guys have time to play cards? You'll be washing the dishes later!"

Orange's hand holding the playing cards remained motionless. "Washing dishes? Let's continue drawing lots and see who's the unluckiest."

"Haha, there must be another little Qizi."

"Get lost!" Zhou Tianqi was furious and walked over, intending to kick over the cushion.

Tao Haohao quickly protected his cards, shouting, "No, no, don't touch them! We've already won this round!"

Hearing that dinner was served, Jiang Mu, who was lying to the side, finally opened his eyes, glanced at Xie Tu, and clicked his tongue softly.

As soon as he came back, he stood next to Yun Zhao. Was it really necessary after only being apart for two hours?

How come I never noticed before that Xie Tu is such a clingy person?

The meal was very lively.

It was drizzling outside, but the atmosphere inside was lively. Seeing this, the sentries brought over several cases of beer.

Xie Tu refused to join, citing that he had to write a report that evening.

Duan Xi and the others dared not join Chengzi and the others in making a fuss.

With training starting tomorrow, and the petty and vengeful captain, it's crucial not to offend him.

But it was Yun Zhao.

After seeing that Qi Ling had figured things out, he drank two cups amidst everyone's cheers.

For the first time ever, Xie Tu remained silent.

Yun Zhao didn't like the taste of beer, so after two glasses, he put down his glass and focused on eating the meat.

The table was filled with the clinking of glasses.

The meal lasted for two hours in a lively atmosphere.

As the meal drew to a close, the sentries, in high spirits, prepared to draw lots to see which three unlucky souls would stay behind to wash the dishes and clean up the mess.

Zhou Tianqi's face was flushed from drinking, but upon hearing about the draw, he sobered up and took two steps back with lingering fear. "You guys draw first, and I'll take the last one that's left."

This unlucky kid, he already thinks it's him again before he even starts smoking.

It would be better to let others choose first.

Song Liang said, "Qi Jun and I won't smoke, okay? Does the cook have to do the dishes too?"

Qi Jun immediately echoed this sentiment.

Duan Xi wouldn't let any opportunity to sabotage his teammates slip by, saying, "Let's play rock-paper-scissors first. If you win, you two can skip the draw; if you lose, you have to join."

"That's a great idea! Everyone should feel involved!"

"That's right! Both captains are here too!"

A group of people joined in the commotion, and the scene became somewhat out of control.

Having said that, Song Liang didn't refuse. He rolled up his sleeves and asked, "Who will do it?"

Duan Xi looked around and his gaze fell on Yun Zhao. "Yun Zhao, come here!"

Yun Zhao, who was suddenly called out, raised her head slightly. She had just drunk some wine, and her cheeks were flushed with a thin layer of rosy blush.

"Haha, that's right, let the guide go!"

"Do you know how to play rock-paper-scissors?" Wang Jiayu asked cautiously.

Yun Zhao: "Yes, I can." It's that simple.

"Rock, paper, scissors!"

Song Liang played paper, Qi Jun played paper, and Yun Zhao—steadily played scissors.

"Hahaha!"

A group of people slapped the table and laughed loudly.

Xie Tu smiled, while Song Liang and Qi Jun sighed.

Tao Haohao quickly found a few sheets of A4 paper, tore them into strips, marked the bottom with a red pen, shuffled the order, and put them in the book, leaving only the tops sticking out, to signal everyone to draw quickly.

"Guide, you draw first."

Thinking that she was lucky and the sentries were willing to take care of the girls, Orange said, "Rabbit is second, Qi Ling is third."

Upon hearing the familiar nickname, Wang Jiayu looked up without objecting.

A dozen or so people sat in a circle, the atmosphere tense as if they were about to go to war.

Yun Zhao quite liked this kind of game, and eagerly reached out, randomly selecting a slip of paper to pull out.

She pulled very slowly, tugging out little by little.

A group of people around held their breath, staring intently at the note, and then... a faint red glint appeared...

"Hiss—" A collective gasp filled the air around them.

Yun Zhao: "..." She washes the dishes?

The people around him were trying hard not to laugh.

Duan Xi whispered to Wang Jiayu, "Will we still have bowls at the training ground tomorrow?" Yun Zhao is washing dishes, and he'll probably drop them one by one.

"It's not that exaggerated." Wang Jiayu glared at him.

Thinking to myself, at worst we can all stay and help out. Besides, the team leader is here, how could I let Sister Yun Zhao wash the dishes?

Xie Tu pulled the person over, gave up the middle seat for drawing lots, and leaned down to whisper to her, "It's okay."

Yun Zhao nodded slightly, his gaze still fixed on the note in his hand, completely baffled.

Thirteen slips of paper, a probability of three out of thirteen, how did she manage to draw the first one?

He won with rock-paper-scissors, so why did he lose here?

Rabbit and Qi Ling finished their cigarettes quickly, both of them had empty bills, so they didn't have to wash the dishes.

Qi Ling breathed a sigh of relief. He had never washed dishes in his life. If he were really asked to do it, he estimated that he would be no different from Yun Zhao.

The sentries drew their slips one after another, and remembering that there were still two red slips left, they carefully selected the remaining slips, almost as if they wanted to tear a hole in the page.

Fortunately, no more red bars appeared.

In the end, only three slips of paper remained, and Xie Tu, Jiang Mu, and Zhou Tianqi were the only ones who hadn't drawn lots yet.

Zhou Tianqi, who was last in line: "..."

Jiang Mu sighed helplessly and looked at Xie Tu, "Who draws first?"

Xie Tu casually picked one.

He didn't care about the two-thirds chance of winning; since Yun Zhao had won, he was definitely going to stay.

What came out was a blank strip.

Zhou Tianqi, who was last in line: "..."

The surrounding sentries suddenly burst into wild laughter.

"Haha, the remaining two are both red."

"Little Qi, do you think you can escape just by being last in line?"

"Captain Jiang, don't run! Show some sportsmanship!"

Jiang Mu sighed, thinking to himself, "If I had known I would draw first, I wouldn't have bothered asking."

Xie Tu, who was supposed to stay and help with the dishes, drew a blank slip. Isn't that a waste of his spot?

He hesitated for a second between pretending to be drunk and washing the dishes.

But he has always had a high alcohol tolerance, and is known as someone who can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. His teammates will probably find out about this immediately, which would be even more embarrassing.

Tao Haohao gloated, grabbed his coat, and ran off as fast as he could, shouting, "Captain! We're leaving first!"

What if I don't run, and the captain asks me to stay and help?

After all, it was Yun Zhao who was washing the dishes, so he couldn't refuse.

Duan Xi realized this as well and quickly pulled Song Liang away from there.

Wang Jiayu asked, "Sister Yun Zhao, shall I stay and help you pack?"

Yun Zhao was still holding the red slip of paper in his hand. He waved his hand and said, "No need. We have training tomorrow. Go back and rest early."

They only had one car to go back, and if Ayu stayed behind, the others would be forced to stay and wait as well.

Inappropriate.

She needs to have a playful spirit.

Wang Jiayu remembered that the captain was there, so she left in the end.

Soon only the four of them remained in the training room.

Plates were piled on the table, oil stains solidified into dark marks on the metal surface, and empty wine bottles rolled haphazardly in the corner, a few still dripping with unfinished wine.

Zhou Tianqi looked at the mess in the room and rubbed his throbbing temples.

He was left behind with his team captain and Yun Zhao.

Needless to say, the team leader would definitely slack off; Yun Zhao is a girl, and a gentle and weak guide.

Without a doubt, the dirty and hard work will fall to him.

Zhou Tianqi turned to face the wall, completely withdrawn.

How can a person be so unlucky?