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Chapter 98 Why don’t you say it yourself?

  The game is about taking turns to be the host, using various emoji expressions that come with the software.

  Li Zhuo was the first. He invented the monkey, the calendar, the horse and the moon.

 Shi Lan was the first to answer correctly. Looking at the intuitive answer of "Monkey Year, Horse Moon", Meng Tang understood how to play.

  She opened another software and searched for many emoji expressions and idioms.

 After playing for two or three rounds, Meng Tang felt a little interesting. Until Wei Chuan sent four emoji expressions, everyone was confused.

  A red cross, a red heart, then another red cross, and finally a pattern of a little man pulling a parachute.

 “X…xin…” Meng Tang muttered, “No, what does this ‘x’ mean? none? Unintentionally... surrender? umbrella? No, no, no...no, no? No intention to... fly? Heartless? "

Meng Tang tentatively sent "heartless" to the group.

 Wei Chuan: [Correct answer. ]

  Liang Heng complained: [Brother Chuan, doesn’t the smiley face in the first column of emoji expressions have a lung pattern? Why are you so abstract? 】

 Wei Chuan: 【I am happy. 】

 Li Zhuo: [Oh, this man has done whatever it takes to win. 】

  Others sent red envelopes to Wei Chuan one after another.

Soon, it was Wei Chuan's turn to be the host, but he was a little slow in answering the questions. After a minute, he handed out a diamond and two rows of black hearts.

  【To give you a little more difficulty, the combination of these two expressions can form a four-character idiom. 】

· Everyone: […]

· How can it be like this?

 Wei Chuan: [No, can’t you tell? Very intuitive. ]

   Xie Lingyin Aite Mengtang: [How about you guess? ]

Meng Tang: [I don’t know either. ]

 Shi Lan also encouraged her: [Look carefully, maybe only you can understand his image. 】

Meng Tang laughed dryly: [I’ll give it a try. 】

 One diamond and two rows of black hearts? Diamonds are stones, this long, black heart——

Meng Tang was suddenly startled, was Wei Chuan making insinuations?

 After hesitating for a moment, Meng Tang tentatively replied again: [Stone-hearted? 】

 Wei Chuan replied very coldly: [Yeah. 】

 Li Zhuo: [Fuck, how did you guess it? Brother Chuan, are you two cheating? We talk so much in private just to make money from us? 】

 Liang Heng: [Second. 】

  Xu Heqing: [I understand, diamonds are the hardest stone, and their hearts are black. If they continue to line up so long, they are not "long" with a heart of stone. 】

Li Zhuo: [Brother Chuan, I never knew you were so abstract. The key person Meng Tang also answered it. As expected, two kinds of people cannot sleep in the same bed. 】

 Meng Tang’s face was full of black lines, confirming that Wei Chuan was coming after her, and he was heartless and hard-hearted.

  She quickly typed on her phone: [Continue. 】

  She wanted to see what else they would scold her for.

  But this time, Wei Chuan did not engage in abstraction and was very intuitive. Xie Lingyin was the first to answer: [Infatuated wrong payment? 】

 Wei Chuan: [Correct answer. 】

  The last one is "The world is not worth it".

Meng Tang was completely speechless.

 …So is he talking about himself through the game?

  【No, Wei Chuan, what's the matter with you? Why do you use so many unlucky idioms during the Chinese New Year? 】Xie Lingyin noticed something was wrong.

 Li Zhuo: [As I said, he has done whatever it takes to win. ]

 Wei Chuan: [No, I wish you lovers will eventually get married. 】

Meng Tang seemed to be able to picture what he looked like at this moment.

 Maybe he is smiling, but his smile is a bit sarcastic and his expression is very light.

  This game was played by eight people until twelve o'clock.

 At twelve o'clock, a screen full of electronic fireworks exploded in front of Meng Tang's eyes.

 The group is filled with "Happy New Year".

 They don’t know that two people in the group are not happy.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Meng Tang did not go out to play and stayed in his room after dinner.

  There is a velvet bag on her desk with several knick-knacks in it.

  Meng Tang folded the red ribbon on the desk and put it inside. There were also small fish chopstick holders, pistacia leaf bookmarks, and the note from the confession flower gift.

  I will take these things with me to City Z in the next year.

 The restoration of the Guanyin statue was tight on time, and she would go back on the seventh day of the Lunar New Year.

 That day, in the dormitory group, Xie Lingyin accidentally talked about the restoration of the Guanyin statue.

 Asked when Meng Tang would go back, Meng Tang said the time.

  Xie Lingyin changed hands and gave the screenshot to Wei Chuan: [Why don’t you ask yourself? 】

Wei Chuan thanked him and turned to look for Yang Ke.

  With their current situation, Meng Tang will never stay at Compaq again.

 But elsewhere, he was worried.

  Wei Chuan raised his head and sighed, feeling that he was too lazy to worry about things. They had already broken up, so what else did he care about?

  But if he really wanted to ignore it, he really couldn't do it.

 Wang Jue's hiding and sneak attack on Meng Tang really cast a shadow on him.

 Wei Chuan laughed at himself: "Meng Tang himself has no shadow, I suffered from PTSD here."

 Yang is a local, and his family lives together.

 Wei Chuan couldn't let Meng Tang live in, so he thought of a compromise.

It’s just that the house near the museum belongs to Wei Siyuan, so he needs to ask for her permission.

 But once this happens, it means that the matter between him and Meng Tang cannot be hidden from Wei Siyuan.

 Compared with Meng Tang's safety, being gossiped about by Wei Siyuan doesn't seem that scary.

  It’s a good deal to exchange Bagua for nearly one month’s right of residence.

  With Wei Siyuan's approval, Wei Chuan immediately contacted Yang Ke. He called via voice:

   "Don't tell Meng Tang that I arranged it, just follow what we said before. "

 Yang Ke was a little confused: "Why didn't you tell Meng Tang?"

 Wei Chuan made an excuse at random: "Meng Tang has a clear sense of boundaries, she is embarrassed."

Yang Ke: "But didn't she still live in your apartment a few years ago? I heard what Lingyin said."

Fuck, forget about this.

 Wei Chuan said: "Actually, Campanile is a bit far from the museum. Hexin Yayuan is my third sister's house. She knows it and she will definitely not want to go."

 Yang Ke: "I understand, don't worry, I will definitely help you handle it."

Wei Chuan thanked him.

  Yang Ke talked about this matter with Meng Tang on the night of the second day of the Lunar New Year.

  Meng Tang told Yang Ke: "I'm going to stay in a hotel near the museum."

  Yang Ke said: "That will cost a lot. A relative of mine went abroad, and my mother was asked to look at the house, and she told me to live there every now and then. Otherwise, it would be unpopular and the house would be broken down. I was fighting with my niece at home, and my mother kicked me out. How about you come with me?"

 Meng Tang was stunned: "Ah? With you?"

 "Oh, I forgot, Lingyin said you live in Wei Chuan's apartment." Yang Ke retreated, "Forget it, let's not disturb you little lovers."

 "Wait a minute. ." Meng Tang stopped her, "I won't go to his apartment after the new year, but you, a relative, really don't mind?"

Yang Ke: "My aunt, it's okay."

Her aunt is indeed abroad, and it's not a lie to Meng Tang.

  She tried to persuade her again, saying that the house was big and she was scared. She also said that her brother and sister-in-law were not happy because she had been quarreling with her niece all day long.

 Since everything was going badly, Meng Tang naturally agreed.

  "Then I will pick you up when the time comes and send me the ticket information."

 The ticket for the morning of the seventh day of the lunar month will arrive at about 12 o'clock.

 Wei Chuan was relieved when he saw the message. He gathered at the school at six o'clock on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month.

 There is just a problem now, he doesn't know whether to pick her up...