"I really didn't expect him to bluff!" The burly American boy smiled and threw down the cards. He craned his neck to see the cards in his neighbor's hand. The Canadian boy sitting next to him hurriedly pressed all the poker airtight on his thigh with his broad palm.

"Hey, Chen Ying, why don't you come and have a game? There's still a full hour to go! The Korean girl leaned in from the front seat and shook the silk scarf in front of her eyes.

"Chen Ying is a Texas Hold'em master!" The Japanese girl nudged her and said, "Let's both go, it's interesting when there are more people." ”

So they lifted the armrests between the seats and barely huddled together. It was agreed to let Matthew deal the cards, as he was always expressionless and didn't even seem to know who was sitting across from him.

"Do you want to add more?" He asked mechanically, and the others tried their best to cover their cards, and tried to deduce from others by looking at their words. Chen Ying played carelessly, and she and Wang Yi learned the rules of the game on the plane when they came. At this point, she wanted the game to end quickly, almost every time she went all-in. However, this risky move caused a panic among her classmates, who doubted whether her confidence was real, and on the other hand, they did not want to be expelled from the competition prematurely, and they chose to give up, so she collected more and more shredded paper that was used as a bargaining chip.

"Is there any more big blind for this round?" Matthew asked without looking up.

"All-in." Chen Ying said as she placed the stack of pieces of paper in front of Matthew.

"What about the others?" He asked, staring at the blue carpet.

"I don't believe that you can be so good every time." The impatient American jumped up, and the piece of paper that had been on his lap spilled on the ground, "Dare to go all-in without even opening the cards?" I'm all-in too! ”

"Is there anyone else with you?" Matthew's monotonous voice rang out again.

No one wanted to bet along, and everyone deducted their cards and gave up.

"Now open the cards." Matthew said as he pulled out the five pokers on top, spread them out on his lap one by one, and everyone gathered around.

"Five to nine - mine is a straight!" The American proudly showed his cards.

Chen Ying only has two and three in his hand, but they and five, six, seven and three cards are all squares, which are larger than the different suit cards according to the rules of the game. She didn't even look at the cards in her hand just now, and she didn't expect this to be the result.

"It's unlucky! Alas! The American pushed the piece of paper in front of Chen Ying in disappointment, "I'm out." ”

"No, you stay, continue to play for me." Chen Ying returned the piece of paper to him again.

"It's my bad luck that I lose." The Americans refused.

"I'm tired and want to go back to my seat and sleep for a while." She met everyone's different eyes and put all the pieces of paper in front of the Americans. Then she slipped into the coat in the back seat and closed her eyes, trying to shove the clutter out of her head. Songs from years ago are being heard on the bus radio, guitars and accordions work together, and melodious melodies float in the air of the carriages. The notes struck her memories like drumsticks, and the past flashed before her eyes like a ghost.

“…… He looked for answers in the game,

Those mysterious geometric probabilities,

The law hidden behind the possibility,

It's a data-driven dance ......"

Spades, clubs, squares, and hearts danced in front of her in a disorderly melody, and Plum J floated sadly with a spear in his hand, and every time she tried to see better, he flashed into the numbers. She recognized it as the loyal Knight of the Lake, Lancelet, who fell in love with Queen Guinevera and led to the destruction of King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table.