Chapter 228: Don't Lose
"Which one do you want?"
"So powerful, give me a little ghost to try?"
Before the words fell, Ye Qingxuan didn't look at it, he directly popped a card from the card pile and fell into Charles's arms, in the air, the cards turned over, it was the little ghost.
Charles put the cards in front of his eyes and looked at them for a long time, then looked up and said, "Let's go again." β
One popped up in the queue in the young man's hand again, and opened it on the table, and there was no doubt that it was the big ghost that Charles wanted. Two ghost cards come together in a weird way.
Bai Xi raised his hand: "I want the king." β
"Okay, all four of them will be given to you. β
Ye Qingxuan quickly popped up four cards in his hand, and the four 'K' cards of different suits flew in the air, reversed, and finally landed on the table, forming a row in front of Bai Xi.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Qingxuan's fingers kept stopping, and a few more pokers popped up, which dazzled people: "I'll give you another straight flush." β
In his hand, the stack of cards flew out as if it were alive, stacked on the table according to their different suits, and became a neat four stacks.
Eventually, the boy was left with only a Queen-of-spade in his hand, and as his fingertips reversed, the shadow hidden in the mist was revealed.
The hideous and dignified shadow holds up his cane, standing politely in the dark, as if looking at you through the cards.
- Vengeful Sherlock Holmes.
"Well, I like this one. Ye Qingxuan looked at the card, couldn't help laughing, and stuffed it into his pocket.
"Yezi, let's discuss!"
Charles was so happy that he couldn't help himself: "Senior brother will take you to a good place tomorrow......"
"Hehe, the casino doesn't have to talk. β
Ye Qingxuan pursed his lips: "Senior brother, don't expect to make a fortune with this." This is just a small trick brought by the perception of the sublimation ceremony, it is okay to scare and scare people, but if you really meet the master of the casino, you should be deflated or deflated. No amount of money is enough to lose. β
"Okay. β
Charton wilted: "At least tell me how you did it?"
"It's simple. It's just a shuffle. It's like this......"
As he spoke, the boy warmed the poker on the table, then put it back in his hand, and shuffled the cards quickly with his fingers between them, and after a few movements, the cards were placed on the table. Lift it again.
In just two seconds, the cards that had been in a mess had been sorted out and rearranged according to suit and size, full of order.
It's like poker after it has just been opened.
It's so casual and so effortless. If it weren't for the fact that Xia Er and Bai Xi knew that Ye Qingxuan hadn't played cards much before this, they would have suspected that Ye Qingxuan was possessed by an old gambler, a thousand kings or a dealer.
"Everything has its origin, and everything has its origin. β
Facing their stunned gaze, Ye Qingxuan spread his hands and smiled: "No matter how chaotic the cards are." In the beginning, it was all orderly, just like now.
All I did was put back in order and put them back to what they were. β
"Oh?"
Abraham, who had been watching from the sidelines, suddenly chuckled softly, "What an interesting idea, Leaf." β
As he spoke, he picked up the poker on the table and shook it towards the boy: "Would you like a game?"
This time it's not just Ye Qingxuan. Even Charles was a little confused. Because Abraham had never played cards at all, and he didn't even know the rules. It also needs to be explained by Shire on the spot.
Although Ye Qingxuan rarely fights, he relied on his super memory and calculation power to paste the last dock thousand kings Bai Xi with white notes.
This is a bit of a disparity!
"It's rare that you're interested, teacher, of course I'll accompany you. But if you can't beat me, teacher, you won't feel embarrassed, right?"
"It's just playing, you don't have to be stressed. β
Abraham recognized the cards under the guidance of Shire. Said with a serious face:
"- I try not to lose. βββ
Ten minutes later, the tie was drawn.
Ye Qingxuan looked at the cards scattered on the table blankly, only feeling a little dazed in his mind. Across from him, Abraham still had the same wooden face, and there was no joy or anger to tell. also made Ye Qingxuan feel outrageous.
He didn't even know the rules, and he still needed Xia Er to guide him, but Ye Qingxuan didn't understand, why was it a draw somehow?
He had a good hand in his hand that he hadn't had time to play, and he just felt that something was wrong.
"Again?" he asked.
Abraham nodded.
This time, he held out for fifteen minutes and it was still a draw.
This time, Bai Xi next to him had already seen that Ye Qingxuan's performance was simply too bad, and he was simply restrained. The hand was played painfully, like a novice who didn't know the rules at all, and was forced to draw by Abraham's ordinary hand.
"Again?"
Ye Qingxuan asked, and Abraham nodded.
Twenty minutes later, a draw, a draw, a draw, a draw, a draw......
Until an hour later, Ye Qingxuan was already sweating profusely, breathing heavily, and was already a little dizzy...... For the first time, he felt that his brain power was a little insufficient, even when he went to explode in the ghost card game of the Apocalypse Academy, it was not so painful.
He only felt constrained, and in the end he had completely lost confidence in the enemy, holding a good hand, and he didn't even have a chance to send out.
This time, it was still a draw.
Ye Qingxuan didn't win, and Abraham didn't lose either.
It's just that this frustration of not being able to touch the opponent is more painful than the bloody fiasco.
"No fights. β
Ye Qingxuan gave up with a bitter expression, "Teacher, how did you do it?"
"The rules are predestined, aren't they?"
Abraham's steel prosthetic awkwardly put away the loose poker and said, "Don't be discouraged, I'm not very good at my hands compared to you, and I'm not strict in my calculations." But if it takes the right time to win, then it's easy not to lose, just follow the rules. β
"Rules?"
Ye Qingxuan smiled bitterly: "What are the rules?
"All things rise from birth to death, the sun and the moon rise in the east and set in the west. The ocean brings the tides, and the year is divided into four seasons, and the melons and fruits will ripen after sowing, and the fruits will land when they are ripe...... It's all the rules, leaves. Or, change the vocabulary to something that will make you understand better. It's called 'Music Theory.'" β
Abraham's words made Ye Qingxuan stunned, like a big axe slashing at the door of his head, and there was a feeling of sudden enlightenment in the pain for a moment.
The teacher's voice rang in his ears: "The core of the forbidden faction is to know the rules and music theory, and follow their power...... Our concern is not with the corporeal external object, but with the music theory that the ether follows. That's why we are invincible. β
He paused, clinking his glass of beer and leaves in his hand. Smiled with relief.
"Now you understand, this is the first step into the forbidden realm, and it is also the deeper core of the interpretation method. β
He whispered, "Congratulations, Ye Zi, you have already entered through your own perception, even if I have not taught you anything."
You're a genius, and it's going faster than I thought. β
After a sudden enlightenment, Ye Qingxuan finally grasped the inexplicable understanding brought by the sublimation ceremony, but when he finally completely digested this understanding. But I couldn't help but feel a little helpless:
"Teacher, forbidden school things. Isn't it something that can't be taught to me?"
"I thought of it myself, didn't I?"
Like an illusion, Abraham's smile was vaguely 'chicken thief' at that moment: "After all, I didn't teach you anything related from beginning to end.
What you have realized for yourself has nothing to do with me. β
There was a long silence. Ye Qingxuan suddenly laughed, it was a rare hearty laugh, lying on the table and almost scratching down.
Who told him that the teacher was an honest man? Teacher Abraham had been honest for so many years, and occasionally the chicken thief was so once in a while, that he even bypassed the oath of the military department and the oath of the musician.
For so many years. He was thought to be stupid or sluggish, but compared to his height in music theory, the inaction, power-hungry guys in the academy were outright stupid.
"I said it a long time ago. β
Charles stopped his shoulder and clinked glasses with him: "The teacher is the best teacher in the world, there is no one. β
"Yes, not one. β
Ye Qingxuan smiled and clinked glasses with him, and drank all the beer in the cup-
"By the way, there's another good news, Ye Zi, you came late today, probably don't know yet. β
After killing another large glass of malt beer, Charles pulled Ye Qingxuan drunkenly and talked about the events of today's meeting.
At today's school review meeting, Abraham submitted his own interpretation process and related documents, and he had vaguely grasped Ingmar's Achilles' heel - the guy finally interpreted the part in his own way, and the result was completely wrong direction, and there was a clear break point in logic.
Ingmar seems to be aware of this, and her arrogance is far less rampant than it had been.
At this point, Charles whistled, "Tomorrow we will announce the correct interpretation and process at the school review meeting, and if Ingmar does not withdraw his manuscript before the news is announced to the world, then wait for the disrepute." β
Ye Qingxuan didn't expect the progress to be so fast, and couldn't help but feel joy: "Cheers!"
Everyone picked up their cups and looked at the teacher, who was a little embarrassed:
"-- To Mr. Abraham, who is about to become a famous master of antiquity!"
There was a fierce sound of shattering from the office.
"Bastard! bastard! bastard!"
Ingmar swept everything on the desk to the ground in a rage, struggling to crush them to pieces: "They're all bastards who want to see my jokes!"
He cursed angrily, raised his bloodshot pupils, and looked at Bart:
"Do you see clearly?"
"That's right, teacher. β
Bart stood in the corner and responded cautiously: "Not only the Royal School, but also the Academy of Change and the Academy of Summoning are on their side.
I saw with my own eyes that this morning, Karen and the others quietly handed over the information to Ye Qingxuan's guy. If they cross-reference those materials with your manuscript, the interpretation of the last paragraph of your manuscript may be ........."
"No wonder. β
Ingmar laughed angrily: "No wonder they were so arrogant at today's meeting, they thought that with those things, they would seize my weakness?"
He slammed his fist on the table, and the solid table top was faintly dented, and even his hand was shaken open.
Blood fell from his fingertips and into the cracks of the tabletop like a smirk.
Ingmar squeezed a frantic voice out between her teeth:
"βThey are dreaming!" (To be continued.) )