There is no place in life where we don’t meet each other.
Unexpectedly, I had just made a big fuss in the casino in the afternoon, and now I would meet this beauty again.
This beauty was alone and chose a seat by the window to sit down.
Although I am curious about her, striking up conversations is not my strong point.
Turning around, I asked Wang Zhi again:
"Brother Wang, have you heard of Mero?"
I learned the name Merlot from Mr. Zou.
This should be the pseudonym my father used when he was traveling in the world.
Upon hearing my question, Wang Zhizhi immediately said:
"Of course I do. Is there anyone in Jinmen Guards who doesn't know Mero's name? But I can tell you, it's best not to mention this name among Jinmen Guards..."
"Why?"
"More than twenty years ago, Melo ran away with tens of millions of passwords in Jinmen Guards within three days. Think about it, how much the person and the place who lost the money would hate him? Let's not talk about it far away, let's talk about it now.
Mr. Ha from Dongcheng always gets itchy when he mentions Merlot. In Mr. Ha's words, if he hadn't lost to Merlot at the beginning, his subsequent development would have been much better than Mr. He. Then he would have been a Jinmen guard by now.
The gambling king!"
I didn’t expect that my father, who was guarding Jinmen, would have enemies.
Seeing that the king didn't know much about my father, I asked again:
"What about the owner of the Orchid Gate? I heard that she came to Jinmen. Do you know anything about her?"
Wang Zhidao immediately shook his head.
"She is just Sister Yiyao. She is not from Landao, and she is not from Jinmen. Where can I find out..."
I nodded slightly, knowing that what I said was not a lie.
After eating a few mouthfuls of food, I looked at the beautiful woman intentionally or unintentionally.
Seeing that I was distracted, Mr. Hong asked me with a wicked smile:
"Master Xiao Liu, want to get to know her?"
"Just curious!"
"It's simple, I'll teach you two tricks, and you go and strike up a conversation. Listen, you go over and ask her. Do you know how many countries there are in the world? She will definitely say she doesn't know, so just tell her there are 204..."
"What if she knew?"
I asked.
"Don't worry, listen to me. You still have to ask her, how many people are there in the world? What is the probability that two strangers meet? What is the probability of becoming friends? What is the probability of falling in love with someone?
Don't worry, she definitely doesn't know this. Finally, tell her the answer, and tell her that the fact that you met under such a probability is your fate. If you say this, she will definitely be in love. Do as I say, go ahead
.Definitely win it!”
"..."
I was speechless for a moment.
Is this okay?
Although I am somewhat curious about this beauty, I find it too difficult to speak.
The point is, this approach is completely different from my personality.
"Go!"
As he said that, Mr. Hong snatched my chopsticks away and pushed me directly up.
I took a deep breath, feeling a little nervous.
Give it a try!
After getting to know each other, it is also a good thing for me to understand the world of professional poker players.
Thinking of this, I suppressed my nervousness and walked to this beautiful woman's table.
She had just finished ordering food and was sitting alone in front of the window, looking out the window.
When I walked to the table, this beautiful woman turned to look at me.
She was slightly startled, and it was obvious that she recognized me.
"Can I sit here?"
I pointed to the chair opposite her and said.
"certainly!"
After sitting down, I was still nervous.
My mind began to recall what Master Hong just taught me.
But for a moment, I didn't know how to speak.
Maybe my actions made this beauty feel a little strange.
She broke the silence and asked curiously:
"Did you want to say something?"
Looking at this beauty's beautiful red phoenix eyes, I secretly warned myself.
Think of her as your opponent at the gambling table.
calm!
Yes, calm down!
"Do you know how many countries there are in the world?"
The beauty looked at me strangely, but still said:
"197 countries, 195 sovereign states and two quasi-sovereign states. In addition, there are 36 regions..."
I'm sweating!
Is this answer so different from what Mr. Hong said?
I bit the bullet and continued to ask:
"Then do you know how many people are there in the world?"
The beauty was still confused and replied:
"How to answer this? Because the answer is different. According to the French National Institute of Population Research, it was 6.067 billion. But last year, the number released by the United Nations Population Organization was 6.114 billion..."
I'm speechless!
What does this woman do?
She actually asked this kind of question right away?
I wanted to get up and leave now, but this woman was staring at me strangely.
And Mr. Hong in the distance was giving me a cheering gesture.
I put my mind on it and said, fuck it.
No matter, keep going.
Shame on you!
"Then do you know what the probability is that two strangers meet?"
The beauty didn't answer and looked at me silently.
"It's one in 29.2 million. Do you know what the probability is that two strangers become friends?"
The beauty still didn't answer.
And I continued to ask and answer myself.
"It's one in 219 million..."
As I spoke, I thought about what Mr. Hong just said.
Mr. Hong was right, but she didn't answer these two questions.
Just when I was about to continue saying that we met by fate, this beautiful woman suddenly said:
"Your algorithm is wrong. It's called fuzzy probability. When you conduct experiments under certain conditions and are affected by various factors, the results of the experiment are naturally fuzzy. If you want to know the answer, you need to use fuzzy mathematics.
For research and processing. And the membership functions and descriptions of fuzziness..."
The beauty explained with a serious look.
At this time, I could only sit there stupidly.
Do you know what embarrassment and shame are?
If you don't know, then I'll tell you.
This is how I am now.
"If you want to calculate the probability of two strangers meeting, you actually have to add the six degrees of separation theory. Of course, this is a hypothesis..."
My mind went blank.
Because I can understand every Chinese character she speaks.
But put it together, I don’t understand what it means.
"Sorry to bother you!"
With that said, I got up.
After all, I can be considered a master of thousands of disciplines.
I don't want to continue to embarrass myself here.
As soon as he moved, he saw Mr. Hong walking over.
He may have noticed my predicament at this time.
As soon as I arrived, Mr. Hong didn't look at me, but asked the beauty with a free and easy expression:
"Hello, sister. Can I know your name?"
The beauty shrugged and said:
"Just call me Xiaoshi!"
"Little poem?"
"Yes, I can't bear to see my friends become new ghosts, and look for small poems in the sword bushes angrily! What about you?"
It seems that Mr. Hong has never met such a knowledgeable beauty.
He blinked his eyes and said:
"My name is Chen Yonghong. Which Yonghong is it?"
Mr. Hong thought hard and thought about the poem.
He doesn't want to feel embarrassed in front of a beautiful woman.
"Yes, it's Yonghong from 'The boy who listens to Yuge upstairs, who loves big-breasted girls the most'..."