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Chapter 375: Wild and Out II

Nick quickly introduced Jason to the cast who Jason would be on the stage with and he quickly gave Jason a rundown of what would happen on the show.

The format would be like what Jason had seen on the YouTube shorts, they would be split into teams and then would compete against each other in different games and whoever won each game would be decided either by points or by the spectators.

After a basic rundown, Nick headed out and Adele left as well as she didn’t need to be there so Jason was left with the cast members.

“So you play soccer, huh?” Ee-man asked Jason in a friendly voice, trying to build up some rapport before they went on to the stage.

“Yes, I play football,” Jason replied.

“Isn’t football like a different sport?” Ee-man asked with a raised eyebrow.

“American football is probably what you mean, but i don’t get why you guys call it that when you spend most of the game physically assaulting each other and spend less than 1% of actual game time actually kicking the ball,” Jason replied, finally voicing out his discontention with the way Americans referred to football.

“… The kid’s got a point,” DeeCee said laughingly from the chair he was lying on.

“Why do they call it American football though? It can’t just be to spite the actual football right?” Hitman asked with a thoughtful expression.

“Knowing Uncle Sam, that’s probably the reason, they’re petty as hell up here,” Carlous laughed to himself as he said and his words immediately had the others laughing because they knew how things went in their country.

“Are those contact lenses?” Justina asked a question Jason had answered to so many times that he immediately said on instinct.

“No, they’re not,” he said as his pupils stared in her direction.

“What’s wrong Justina? You ain’t ever seen a brother with them blondie eyes before?” Chicoe Bean asked, his tone jovial.

“No, I’ve never seen anything like that, it’s kinda rare,” Justina responded.

“Ain’t nothing rarer than your voice that’s thicker than a Chevy,” Ee-man immediately responded, not missing the opportunity to take a dig at Justina, and the room soon filled with laughter.

“Yeah, my voice is as thick as I am,” Justina didn’t even bother arguing and just tried to turn the situation in her favor.

“Thick my a**, God definitely took all your thickness and put it in your voice instead of you’re a**, you’re about as flat as an ironing board,” Conceited laughed, taking a dig at Justina as well.

‘Is she though?’ Jason who had found himself dropped right into the famous bickering Wild and Out cast could not help giving Justina a once over.

Her red hair was definitely dyed, but she was, by all rights, definitely not ugly and she actually looked quite beautiful and she was definitely not as flat as an ironing board like Conceited had claimed.

She might not make it to low level on the African men’s thickness meter, but for a white woman, she was definitely not flat… Jason could tell from sight and experience.

This was just a situation of a group of friends never admitting that the other party was actually a nice piece of a**.

“Here’s your hoodie,” B.Cimone who had stepped out for a bit came to Jason and handed him a white hoodie with the words “Wild and Out in pink.

“Thanks, beautiful,” Jason said, flashing her a smile as he took the hoodie from her.

“Beautiful? You gonna make me blush,” Unlike her words, B.Cimone was already blushing as she responded in a flirtatous voice as she tried to glance away from Jason.

“What, the ‘B’ in ‘B.Cimone’ don’t stand for Beautiful?” Jason asked, his voice sounding lower than usual, but just as confident and that was triggering all sorts of hormones in B.Cimone’s body.

“Boy, you better stop, or I’ll have to show you my riding skills, and they’re definitely not on a horse,” B.Cimone said flirtatiously as she winked at Jason and bit her lower lips softly.

“… Well…” Jason started and paused, looking down into her eyes, then at his pants, and then his eyes looked back into her eyes again,

“… It wouldn’t feel much different for you,” he said with a smirk and not just B.Cimone, but everyone else in the room had their mouth drop open.

“The kid’s got a Ph.D in rizzologics,” Carlous couldn’t help but let slip out of his mouth.

“With a face and hair like that, and he still got that kind of sweet tongue. Nothing in this world is fair for real,” Chicoe Bean said almost in pain as he rubbed his hand on the cap that covered his bald head.

“It’s been less than a minute since they even started talking and he already has her in the bag,” DeeCee laughed.

“Yo, hitman, you’ve got competition!” Ee-man shouted at Hitman who everyone knew to be the best rizzologist in the room and everyone started laughing.

“I’m just playing, I’ve got a girlfriend… well, sort of,” Jason said to B.Cimone while laughing as well.

“Sort of? How you got relationship problems with all your ‘advantages’?” Conceited, he asked as soon as he heard the words come out of Jason’s mouth.

“The heavens have eyes!!!” Chicoe Bean who had been sounding depressed was suddenly joyous after hearing about Jason’s relationship situation.

“Ain’t no hope for a single dog like me if you of all people have relationship problems,” Carlous began laughing as he thought about it.

If someone like Jason who had more than enough charm artillery to probably make even a goddess of abstinence to fall for him hopelessly was having relationship problems, then what hope did normal men like him have.

“As much as I’d like to explain and ask my seniors for advice on this matter, Nick is standing right behind y’all which means it’s showtime, so where can I change?” Jason laughed as everyone turned to see Nick at the door.