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Tan Qingkai is playing three-person poker with Ma Guodong and Deng Yanlin to "fight the landlord". Guo Jun was lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone,

Song Baojun was a little surprised, that Deng Yanlin has always been Longya's follower, and he has deep contradictions with himself, and Tan Qingkai is also hated by them, how can he come here to play cards now? And the three of them shouted, and the atmosphere was very warm.

Tan Qingkai's eyebrows opened and his face was full of red light, and there was a large pile of messy change and coins in front of him, while the other two were empty, with scattered banknotes. Obviously, Tan Qingkai is in hot condition, and he has always maintained a situation of winning more and losing less, no wonder he doesn't even play "Devil's Beast World".

Seeing him enter the door, he looked up and called out to Brother Jun, and then lowered his head again and immersed himself in the fun of the game.

Song Baojun didn't have much gambling and was not interested in playing cards, so he shook his head and climbed into his bed, found a copy of "Wenxin Carving Dragon Vernacular Annotated Edition" and slowly flipped through it. This book is also one of the extracurricular book lists of the Department of Chinese, and Song Baojun has read it no more than twice since he bought it.

In today's Internet era, everyone has a smart phone, wifi is all over the campus, no matter what books, movies, comics, and materials can be found on the mobile phone, everyone is impetuous, and there is no longer the day of reading all night in the past. Song Baojun was originally the same, he played with his mobile phone when he didn't go online, he didn't know what he was watching when he flipped through the screen, and the more he watched, the more empty he felt.

After the awakening of his personality, his mind began to settle down, and he picked up the paper book again and read it attentively, and after a while, he gradually devoted himself to it, and no longer paid attention to the things around him.

Deng Yanlin shouted: "What's the point of always playing one piece or two? If you want to play, you can play big! A game starts with twenty yuan, and the remaining cards are two pieces each, do you dare?"

Tan Qingkai was so popular that he said with a smile: "You dare, what should I not dare? ”

Ma Guodong said with some hesitation: "Playing small can be said to be entertainment, if you play too much and are found out by the school, it will be considered a crowd to gamble, isn't this good?"

Tan Qingkai persuaded him instead: "What are you afraid of? If you don't have enough money, I'll lend it to you." What's the matter?

I, Ma Guodong, have never been afraid of anyone. ”

Tan Qingkai didn't notice a smile on the corner of Deng Yanlin's mouth that could not be concealed, and began to shuffle the cards with great interest. After the card was called, the landlord was called, and this is a good hand! First out of 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 of the card, and then played a pair of 5, a pair of 6, a pair of 7.

The three of you come and go, and after a while, Tan Qingkai only had a J left in his hand, and after reporting the order, he looked at Deng Yanlin and Ma Guodong's large pile of cards and prepared to count the money.

Unexpectedly, Deng Yanlin and Ma Guodong kept all the cards in pairs, and the cards fell down one pair after another, until the end of the game, Tan Qingkai did not get out of the J in his hand, and naturally lost. But fortunately, he only lost twenty-two dollars, which is nothing.

It was just a momentary mistake, Tan Qingkai shuffled the cards again, and robbed the landlord again.

However, this time his luck seemed to be over, and he lost very completely, only having time to make two of the twenty cards in his hand, and he lost thirty-eight pieces.

Tan Qingkai has been smooth sailing since the start of the game, how can he be convinced after losing such a game or two, and he shouted to continue to shuffle the cards.

I don't know how long it took, a thick copy of "Wenxin Carving Dragon Vernacular Annotated Edition" covered his head and face, and Song Baojun, who was sleeping in a daze, was pushed awake by Tan Qingkai.

"Brother Jun, wake up, Brother Jun, wake up. Tan Qingkai stood on his lower bunk with red eyes.

Song Baojun saw that the surroundings had become very quiet, and the classmates who liked to hang out at night were gone, the dormitory headlights were turned off, and only a small dim lamp was lit in the middle, Deng Yanlin and Ma Guodong sat on the side with very pleasing expressions. Flipping through the phone again, it was already one o'clock in the middle of the night, and I couldn't help but ask in a hoarse voice, "Are you still playing so late?

"Whatever!" Tan Qingkai said, "Can you lend me some money?"

The groggy Song Baojun didn't think much about it, took out a thousand Chinese coins and handed it over: "Is it enough?"

"It should be enough, Brother Jun, don't worry, I'll pay you back tomorrow morning. ”

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When he got up in the morning, Song Baojun didn't see Tan Qingkai, the bed was empty, and there were only cigarette butts on the table. Last night, it is estimated that the battle situation was extremely tragic.

The course is Mr. Jiang's "Appreciation of Ancient Chinese Poetry", and the roll call is usually taken before class. Song Baojun glanced at the classroom and found that no one came to class, this is not in line with the actual situation, Teacher Jiang's class, someone actually skipped class?

When Jiang Yihui clicked on Tan Qingkai's name, Song Baojun cleared his throat and had to answer instead.

Maybe someone in the middle of the class answered: "Here!" but it was not Tan Qingkai's voice, and in a hurry, Song Baojun didn't know who that person was, and why Tan Qingkai, who was very popular, was named.

In the previous class, Jiang Yihui gave a special lecture on how the pipa girl was sad and sympathetic, but she was beaten by Song Baojun and couldn't even finish the class, which made her lose face. This time, Mr. Jiang was quite well prepared, and which famous poem was he appreciating? Du Zimei's "Beauty Walk".

The whole poem devotes most of the length to writing beauty, only the last four lines expose the ugliness, the external beauty and the inner ugliness form a strong contrast, the more fully the external beauty is written, the more powerful the irony.

Teacher Jiang said that the content of what he said was also very decent, and he didn't say anything sympathetic to Yang Guifei's anti-trend arguments, nor did he ask Song Baojun questions.

After class, Song Baojun hesitated for a few minutes, and decided to find Ye Jingchun to explain the misunderstanding that day. Looking back, Ye Jingchun, who was not far behind him, also happened to look at him, his eyes as clear as autumn water flashed, and the corners of his mouth contained a smile, which was really beautiful to the bones.

Song Baojun thought to himself, could it be that this is a legend, and he has a good heart? He prepared ten sets of rhetoric in his heart, and was about to greet him with a smile, when a sentence suddenly came from behind: "Hey, Song Baojun, are you free?" It was Xi Caiwei who was talking, smiling sweetly, and seemed to be a little nervous.

Song Baojun originally didn't want to pay attention to her, but he felt that he had taken 2,000 yuan from other people's medical expenses last time, so he was embarrassed not to respond, so he said, "Okay." ”