Chapter 57 Playing Cards Never Wins
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The people of the poetry club took out two decks of Xuanhe cards and said to the two of them: "We are not doing a drinking order, nor are we playing cards. For the sake of fairness, we don't have a good hand. There are two cards here, you touch the cards yourself, and then hand them over to us, let the commander give the order, and you will receive the poem. ”
After Gu Huizhu took the Xuanhe card given by the people of the Poetry Society, he heard them tell again: "Remember, it's a winning card, not a card, and you can't spread out the cards to make up what you're good at." ”
Gu Huizhu thought to herself, this rule is quite fair, but it's a pity that my luck is the worst, I have never played cards and never won cards, if I don't win cards all the time, when will I touch it.
Gu Huizhu touched it two or three times, but it was always not a card. Sometimes it's outrageous, it's a day card, a bench, a miscellaneous eight, a kind of loose cards that can't be played with eight poles. Once I finally had an axe and a tall leg, it became a card, but the last one came was not a heavenly card, and I couldn't do it. Gu Huizhu really wanted to suggest that if he didn't let someone replace the cards, maybe it would be easier to win the cards and save time.
Just when Gu Huizhu was worried, the old gentleman opposite said loudly: "I'm nonsense." ”
The people from the poetry club took a look and said, "It's two plum blossoms and one miscellaneous seven." It's nonsense. ”
The people from the poetry club asked Gu Huizhu again: "Girl, have you won the card?" ”
Gu Huizhu was a little embarrassed and said, "No." I'm sorry. ”
The person from the poetry club said, "Then let the old gentleman start first, okay?" ”
Gu Huizhu had no objection and said, "This is as it should be." ”
One of the poets acted as an official and said to the old gentleman, "There is a 'plum blossom' on the left." ”
The old gentleman said: "Jiangnan has plum blossoms several times. ”
The commander said, "The 'plum blossom' on the right is blooming." ”
Old gentleman: "Poultry peep Su Yan." ”
Commander: "Among them, there are two or five 'miscellaneous seven'. ”
Old gentleman: "The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl pay Magpie Wu." ”
Commander: "Make up 'Erlang Tour Wuyue'." ”
Old gentleman: "Life is so self-contained. ”
The commander put away the cards and said, "The old gentleman is done, girl, are you still all right?" ”
Gu Huizhu was not in a hurry to win the card, it was useless to be anxious, and said, "Not yet." I have very bad luck and never win a hand. ”
The people from the poetry club didn't urge, and of course it was useless to urge, so they said: "Then let's calculate the old gentleman's score first." ”
After speaking, the people of the poetry club calculated: "It seems that the four lines of poetry that the old gentleman said are all rhymed, no problem." The four sentences all say the number and the meaning, and add five points each. That's twenty points. Although there are three lines of poetry by the ancients, the third line is made by the old gentleman himself, plus five points. ”
Gu Huizhu also listened to the old gentleman's poem just now, not only rhyming and literary, but also saying the number and meaning of the cards. Now Gu Huizhu listened to the people of the poetry club talking and counting, and she was a little nervous. Thinking that she might be losing, she thought that she didn't have the ability to be quick and quick.
Gao Mu Lian saw that the people in the poetry club on the stage were talking around the old gentleman, and felt that they seemed to be deliberately snubbing Gu Huizhu, and he was a little unhappy. Unconsciously I wanted to do something for the little girl, I wanted to say a few words, but I felt that I didn't seem to understand what people were doing, what rules there were, and I was afraid of making people laugh, so I didn't dare to talk nonsense. It's just that he was confused, and unconsciously turned around and asked the shopkeeper: "Do you know what they are doing?" ”
The shopkeeper replied very simply: "Compose poetry." ”
“。。。。。。” He was powerless to refute.