Chapter 1098: Complaint
"Forty games are played every day, twenty in the morning and twenty in the afternoon."
"Four laps per game, after four laps, the person who wins the most chips enters the semifinals."
"Now, all the contestants are invited to come forward and draw lots to form groups."
Erlang beckoned, and the two guys took the made group sign and brought it up.
Subsequently, under the organization of everyone, each contestant handed in the entry sheet and drew a group lot.
"If you draw one hundred and one, come to my side to report!" Shiro raised his hand and shouted loudly.
"I'm one-zero-one!"
"I'm one-zero-one!"
After a while, four people arrived.
"Follow me!"
Shiro led a few people into the Song Ji chess and card room and arranged them on the seats marked 101.
Then take out four mahjong players from the mahjong pile and place them upside down on the table.
"One person draws one and decides the location of the southeast, northwest, and northwest."
Shiro here is arranged, waiting for the official start.
Outside, Li Lin and Li Sen also found the one two and one zero three they were responsible for.
Until the twenty groups gathered, the door of the Song Ji chess and card room was closed, and the two guys stood at the door of the chess and card room, one left and one right, and no outsiders were allowed to enter.
"The game starts in the afternoon, and the game starts tomorrow morning, I hope everyone will arrive early, and there will be no waiting for the deadline!" Jiro emphasized.
"What if someone comes late and there aren't enough people at a table?"
As we all know, the basic gameplay of mahjong is four people at a table, sitting in the southeast, northwest and northwest directions.
"You don't need to worry about this...... Jiro explained, "If you don't have enough people, you can put it together, and if you come out alone, you can move it to tomorrow's game." ”
"Then if it is moved to the last day, what will happen if there is only one person left?" Someone shouted.
"That's too real......"
Zhuzi smiled, stood beside Erlang, and patiently explained, "If it's the end, you won't be able to make up a table." ”
"We Song Ji can send a guy to fill this position."
"You can also find a card match from the players who have advanced."
"In short, as long as you get the group sign and enter on time, you will be allowed to participate in the competition."
"With Song Ji's promise, we are relieved!"
Everyone spoke out one after another, turned their heads and talked with the people around them.
"What day are you?"
"I'm twenty-three-eight, the next afternoon."
"What day are you?"
"I am ......"
“……”
When the crowd dispersed, Song Qingyuan returned to the chess and card room, and said "Bang!" one after another! Smack! The sound kept coming to my ears.
"Eighty thousand!"
Li's big voice was particularly conspicuous, and after seeing Song Qingyuan come in, he waved his hand exaggeratedly, "Yuan'er, my mother is here!" ”
In this mahjong competition, Li also signed up to participate, as well as Song Chengyi, Song Qingmo, and some villagers of Songjia Village.
Even Wu Sanye and Wu Yao also signed up for this mahjong competition.
It's just that their game is not played today.
Song Qingyuan stood in place, scanning around.
To her surprise, there were not many women participating in the competition here, and according to preliminary calculations, there were about ten.
In ancient times, it was always advocated that there should be a difference between men and women, although it was not so strict in rural areas, but it was different from modern times.
Therefore, being able to have today's scene was something that Song Qingyuan didn't expect.
At the beginning, when Song Qingmo wanted to compete, she strongly opposed it, for fear of affecting Song Qingmo's reputation.
Now it seems that I am a little too worried.
"Second brother."
Song Qingyuan ignored Li's greeting for the time being, and turned his head to look at Erlang.
"Arrange some more manpower, and work with these little part-time workers to keep an eye on the table!"
"Don't make a fuss."
The quality of the people participating in the mahjong competition is uneven, and the Song family cannot investigate them one by one.
In order to prevent card stealing, cheating, and verbal abuse at the table, or even harassment of female opponents, it is necessary to have good rules.
Each table is assigned a person in charge to take care of it.
"Okay! I'll go! ”
Erlang should get down, turn around and leave to arrange manpower.
"Mixed tables for men and women, the ultimate inconvenience!"
Shen Biqing stood aside and sighed softly.
"Yes!" Song Qingyuan nodded in agreement.
Women play mahjong no less than men, but less than half of men come to participate in the competition.
"But...... This is the first time we have organized this kind of competition, and it is inevitable that there will be some ill-thought points. ”
"After all, all systems are constantly improving and improving step by step."
"When Fucheng opens a mahjong competition, we can divide it into men's and women's divisions."
"In this way, there is less need for men and women to take care of each other."
"That's a good idea." Shen Biqing nodded.
The two of them spoke and stood behind Li.
The chips on Lee's table have been piled up, and they seem to have achieved a lot of results.
"Yuan'er, look, my mother is amazing, right?"
Li proudly showed off, "This time Niangbao is promoted, you can wait!" ”
"!"
Song Qingyuan boasted casually, smiling helplessly, it is also a blessing to be able to live like a child.
No wonder even Master Pratt & Whitney said that her mother is blessed.
Soon, the first day of the game passed without any trouble, and the second day was as usual.
It was the third day, which was also the last day of the primaries.
Song Qingmo and Wu Yao participated at the same time, and Song Qingyuan saw another familiar figure among all the contestants.
Gu Panpan!
At this time, Shiro was like a hard-working little bee, "buzzing" at Gu Panpan.
"Come here, come here, come over here."
Shiro looked left and right, lowered his voice, and called softly.
"Do what?"
"It's going to start soon."
Having said that, Gu Panpan still walked over to Shiro.
When he got to a corner, Shiro whispered, "Li Sen is in charge of your table." ”
"Li Sen is my cousin, and I will tell him in a moment, I will take care of your table."
"Oh!" Gu Panpan nodded, "And then?" ”
"And ......" Shiro's voice was lower.
"Wait for any of them to listen, you look at my gestures, I'll tell you what they are talking about, I'll help you win!"
Cheat!
Gu Panpan's big grape-like eyes clearly reflected these two words.
"Hey, hey!"
Shiro narrowed his eyes, pursed his lips and smiled, and said proudly, "Who made the two of us friends, who won't help you." Don't be grateful to me. ”
said no, Shiro's narrowed eyes showed a faint expectation.
The little girl had better coax, Gu Panpan must have been moved to death.
Shiro swallowed his saliva, straightened up, and pretended to be in a posture, waiting for Gu Panpan's big eyes to show a look of joy.
Nazhi, a fair-skinned and delicate hand clenched into a fist, and with a bang, it struck him on the head.
"What are you doing?"
Shiro grinned in pain, reached out to cover his head, and rubbed it again and again.
There are grievances in the little eyes, there are also dissatisfaction, and more incomprehension.
"What are you hitting me for?"
"Stupid!"
Gu Panpan rolled his eyes playfully, turned his head and shouted, "Sister Yuan'er, Song Huai'an ...... just now"