"Today is a glorious day in the history of the Scholomance."
Masozi is so delighted! He bounces and grins. "Tell me another one! ...Oh, oh! I wonder how big a bag you would need for a billion grains of rice. I bet you couldn't carry it. Should I figure that out?"
"I assume you haven't gotten to the formula for the area of a sphere in geometry yet, should I just give that to you? --also, isn't drunk math great?"
In the corner, Nie Huaisang and Jiang Cheng and Wen Ning have been passing the drinks back and forth and are now thoroughly intoxicated.
Nie Huaisang has his head on Jiang Cheng's lap and does NOT have his hair played with because he DOESN'T HAVE ANY HAIR. "Why don't I have any hair, a-Cheng?" he says plaintively.
Jiang Cheng is patting Nie Huaisang's head and feeling warm and soft in a way that isn't all about the alcohol. "I like your hair. It's fuzzy."
Wen Ning is behaving identically to how he normally behaves except that he is smiling and internally he feels very happy and well-liked and a little bit like he is about to fall over.
Everyone seems to have forgotten he exists, which is probably the best possible outcome.
"I wanna try doing street fighting math to guess it!" Masozi looks around. Everyone should know how fun math is. "Wen Ning! Lan Wangji! Do you wanna do drunk math with us?"
...Oh no, Wen Ning doesn't speak Mandarin, does he. How do you say 'math' in Mandarin. Masozi says some words that he thinks mean 'want speak math?' because he can't remember the right word to use to describe doing math, but it could easily mean something completely different by accident.
Wei Wuxian translates for Wen Ning, and then Wen Ning says, "No, thank you, I don't like math" and Wei Wuxian translates back.
"Awww."
Oh well. Maybe he can practice Mandarin with Wen Ning later? Masozi is feeling right now like it's very important to get to spend some time having fun with all of his friends, not just Wei Wuxian. Although he would still rather that the time not be spent watching porn.
"...Okat, so I'm going to pretend rice is cube shaped. I think rice is normally sort of a cylinder? And some rice is bigger than other rice. If it were a cube it would be...two or three millimeters across, I think? If I made a cube of rice cubes that was ten across, it'd be...a thousand total? And that'd be two or three centimeters. A billion is...a thousand thousand thousand? So that'd actually just be another cube of those cubes ten across, I think. Which would be...thirty by thirty by thirty centimeters. Huh. That's not actually very big! I mean, it'd be enough to eat for weeks probably, but still, I thought a billion grains of rice would be more than that."
"That is, like, totally a plausible amount of rice for me to give you if I wanted to give you a ton of rice for some reason."
Masozi has, unfortunately, alerted Wei Wuxian to the existence of Lan Wangji. "Hey, Lan Zhan, you should drink something."
"S'probably a good idea for him not to," Masozi protests. "We should have one person who can watch for mals. So I can do math and not worry about that."
Huh. Eh, whatever, Wen Ning has wards, probably it's fine? Masozi is going to flop on Wei Wuxian's shoulder. "I think that on the first day you'd be being really rude!" he informs Wei Wuxian. "Who gives their friend one grain of rice? That's so stingy!" The mental image makes him burst out laughing, though. "Anyway we should do more math!"