CH 32.2

Joined Abuse (2)

If you’ve played all the good cards, you wouldn’t even get past with an Ace when your partner played the endgame!

A rookie was indeed a rookie. They only cared about their pleasure and didn’t even think about how bad the opponent’s card was!

Qin Yuan didn’t raise his eyelids and his beautiful phoenix eyes were faintly lowered. “Bomb with five Jacks, anyone wants it? If nobody wants, then a straight 6, 7, 8, 9, 10.”

He put down the last five cards. His beautiful bony fingers were distinct as he slowly laid his cards. “The upper level is finished.”

“Hey!” Fu Songhua was late to prevent it and patted his thigh. The Boss was too reckless. Seeing that his partner only had five cards left, he unexpectedly left a straight. Please, there couldn’t be something as coincidental as this, ah. Would the partner really accept it and would Bai Jing swipe it?

Bai Jing stared at Ruan Qingmu and snorted. “I don’t believe you have a straight. Pass!”

Ruan Qingmu looked at him and smirked. “Even if you want it, you won’t be able to afford it.”

He lifted his hand and slowly laid the remaining cards in his hand. “9, 10, Jack, Queen, King. The second stream is finished.”

***

Bai Jing’s partner almost went crazy. “Ahhh, what the hell! Bai Xiaosheng, you should have swiped it. Why would you let him leave?!”

There was still a big batch of good cards in his hand. Qin Yuan wouldn’t be able to block him, and killing Ruan Qingmu would be a matter of time only. Why would he let them have the upstream and second stream and play the last game?

Bai Jing jumped up. “Fuck, do you think I don’t want to block? I don’t have any bombs left.”

Fu Songhua blankly looked at the cards on the table and suddenly asked. “Boss, you deliberately left a straight?”

Huang Ya, who was behind Ruan Qingmu, was equally surprised. “Ruan-ge, where did you get the enigmatic self-confidence and the instincts that he would have left a straight for you?”

Ruan Qingmu was in a good mood and casually said with a smile, “Of course. He would never leave me helpless.”

The onlookers: “…”

Damn, their mouths were filled with the weird taste of dog food.

Qin Yuan stood up and slightly loosened his neck while calmly responding, “Mm. I knew he must have a straight as his last card and his hand should have all high cards. So, I split the cards and formed a small straight to leave it for him. That way, we could double carry and create a win-win situation.”

The boys watching from the side all blankly looked at him and Fu Songhua’s face seemed to be at a loss. “Why would it definitely be a straight and only big cards?”

It was either five cards left or a straight. What was the connection?

Ruan Qingmu looked at him as if he was stupid. “Are you dumb? The front game had been played like that all along. What could I have except for a straight? All the number 8 cards had come out, but the 10, Jack, Queen, and King in the back hadn’t yet. If I had a straight, it should be at least from the digit 9 and I would definitely be able to accept it.”

Bai Jing shrieked. “How did you know the 8 had come out at all?

Ruan Qingmu was even more surprised as he looked at him. “You didn’t remember the cards? You took out three 8’s in the beginning, I took out a pair, Qin Yuan took out a pair, and there was an 8 left in the straight in his hand. Didn’t that mean all the 8 cards had been taken out?”

Everyone on the side: “o((⊙﹏⊙))o …”

Damn, it was common to remember the cards, but it was all about memorizing big and strong cards. Who the hell would remember several 8’s?!

However, Qin Yuan nodded. “Right. It’s as simple as that.”

The crowd: “Simple my ass!”

Ruan Qingmu smoothly continued the conversation, “Since the cards in my hand were probably straight, why didn’t we bet once?”

Qin Yuan indifferently replied, “The probability was between 60-70%. It was already considered a probable event and not really a bet.”

Fu Songhua dazedly looked at the class monitor. “What is 60%?”

Qin Yuan frowned. “Didn’t you already learn a bit of probability theory in advance? Bringing in a simple model, it was nothing more than a permutation combination. The cards were constantly changing, so you can only calculate an approximate interval.”

Ruan Qingmu responded again, “What the hell is a model? Look at the hand and remember some cards, then you will have some calculations. It’s easy to make a rough guess.”

The surrounding boys dazedly sat or stood and looked at the two bosses.

After a long time, Bai Jing finally looked at the underachievers beside him. “What are they talking about?”

Everyone shook their heads like rattle drums. “They seemed to be talking in Chinese, but I can’t seem to understand a word they’re saying.”

Bai Jing faintly looked at Ruan Qingmu. “Ruan-ge, I think Boss Qin is talking about math while what you’re talking about seems to be a trick.”

Ruan Qingmu’s smile became a little brighter. “Yes, that’s right. I’m using a trick. I could still win against you using tricks. Is this something you expected or not?”

Bai Jing’s partner bitterly accused, “Is this really okay for the two bosses? Didn’t you agree to yield to us? Huhuhu, liars.”

Qin Yuan stood up and said with a serious face, “We’ve done that already. If not, you guys wouldn’t have been able to play until the 8 card showed up.”

Ruan Qingmu had a look of approval. “That’s right. You should’ve originally died when the 6 card came up.”

Bai Jing knocked his head against the table and walked on his knees, expressing he didn’t want to talk anymore.

Fu Songhua suddenly felt slightly skeptical of life.

Why was this heading into a fantasy? In the end, who was the rookie, ah? Obviously, these two kings opened a small account and teamed up to abuse the bronze newbie from the rookie village, right?

Except for luck in playing guandan, calculating, memorizing, and maneuvering the cards and having mental calculations and memory were also important. Their class monitor had quickly entered the state and could devise a plan. But why did he feel this underachieving student also wasn’t entirely falling behind?

It was definitely an illusion. This soft balsa wood must have been bathed by the top student halo and led by their class monitor to fly.

The students from their class had said it themselves, he must be a big con-man!
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