"You see? You still have to win. Xiao Liuye, if I take this championship, don't blame me!"
Mr. Hong said and winked at me.
I understood what he meant, he was hinting that he wanted to find an opportunity to teach me.
The registration and lottery location is in the executive conference hall of the hotel owned by the Zheng family.
I knew before that Bashu people love to play mahjong.
But I still found that I underestimated Bashu people’s love for mahjong.
As soon as I entered the conference hall, I saw that it was full of people and there were people everywhere.
They range from octogenarians to young people who have just entered society.
Even those square dancing ladies gave up their favorites and came here to sign up.
Mr. Hong and I first went to the door to sign up, and each of us was given a number plate.
I am No. 16 and Mr. Hong is No. 29.
Just after registering, a group of us walked to the front row and had not yet found a place to sit down.
Suddenly, he saw Lao Hei standing motionless.
Looking not far away, he looked in a daze.
I turned around and saw Ha Ye, wearing a double-breasted Tang suit, sitting in the venue with Huang Ze.
Huang Ze also saw us. She stretched out her delicate little hand and waved at Lao Hei.
Then, he turned his head to the side and continued chatting with Mr. Ha.
Looking back at me, Lao Hei asked in a low voice:
"Xiao Liuye, do you know when Huang Ze came?"
I just wanted to tell Lao Hei the truth.
Zhong Rui on the side suddenly interjected:
"You like her very much, right?"
Lao Hei looked embarrassed and sat aside in silence.
Zhong Rui followed up by saying:
"Even if the woman in front of you is good in every way and has advantages in every aspect, but she doesn't love you, you can never change this shortcoming!"
We were all stunned.
What Zhong Rui said makes so much sense.
Mr. Hong even gave Zhong Rui a thumbs up.
"Your theoretical skills are pretty good, aren't you? You can't catch up with me ten years ago!"
Zhong Rui still looked indifferent and said:
"These words were not said by me, but by Zhang Ailing. I just replaced the men with women!"
Looking at Lao Hei with a disappointed look on his face, I couldn't help but start to worry about Lao Hei.
Either you don't love a fool like Lao Hei.
Once the emotional floodgates are opened, he is bound to sink deeper and deeper.
Just as I was talking, Mr. Hong suddenly said in my ear:
"On the left, at nine o'clock, I found a beauty!"
I turned around curiously and saw a woman wearing a black short-sleeved cheongsam sitting in the front row.
Because there are so many people, the view is blocked.
I can only feel that she has a good figure.
As for the appearance, I can't see clearly at all.
I don’t know how Mr. Hong discovered this beauty in black cheongsam.
At this time, there was a sudden noise at the door.
Looking back, I couldn't help but frown.
The person who came turned out to be Qin Jiacheng.
It's just a bandage on the brain, tied to one ear.
Following him were Qin Han and a few men who looked like thugs.
The moment they saw me, the Qin brothers immediately came over.
But before he could reach me, suddenly, a figure blocked the aisle.
He said loudly to Qin Han:
"You Qin family, please go back to Fengtian and stop competing!"
With one sentence, the originally noisy hall immediately fell into silence.
This surprised me. Is Kanye going crazy again?
Why did you suddenly jump out and stop the Qin family?
"Kanye, what do you mean?"
Qin Han's eyes flickered and he asked.
I saw Kanye adjusting his tie, raised his head and said:
"It's simple, because the champion of this mahjong competition has already been chosen!"
Already produced?
One stone stirs up thousands of waves.
This once again plunged the entire hall into the noise of discussion.
The competition date has not come yet, today is just about drawing lots and delineating the rules.
How come, according to Kanye, a champion has already been created?
Qin Han tilted his head and looked at Kanye, and asked tentatively:
"What do you mean, Kanye, you want to compete in person and win the championship?"
Kanye looked proud and shook his head.
"It's not me, it's him!"
With that said, Kanye pointed at Mr. Hong.
At this time, Mr. Hong immediately became the focus of the audience.
Everyone's eyes were focused on him.
If it were someone else, you might still feel a little embarrassed.
But Mr. Hong didn't. He stood up and clasped his fists with his hands, and said with a smile to the people around him:
"Everyone, Chengzheng, you are laughing!"
"Just him? Why?"
Qin Jiacheng asked curiously.
Kanye suddenly looked at Qin Jiacheng, his expression serious and his eyes cold.
"Listen carefully! First, if he learns mahjong from me now, he will definitely win the championship. Second, and most importantly, he is Melo's son!"
Merlot?
No one expected that Kanye would mention Melo in public.
The whole place fell into silence again, but then there was a burst of noise again.
I heard someone curiously ask:
"Who is Mero? Is he a master of Sichuan and Ma? Or is he a relative of the organizer? Why does his son have to win the championship?"
"That's right, who knows who Melo is?"
Even the Qin brothers looked at each other in confusion.
Obviously, these people don’t know who Mello is?
But then, I heard the sound of high heels coming from the side.
Then, a crisp yet gentle voice came over.
"Excuse me, are you really Mero's son?"
Everyone turned around.
We saw a young woman wearing a black short-sleeved cheongsam standing elegantly behind us.
Looking at this woman, my heart moved slightly.
Mr. Hong once told me that there is a kind of woman in this world.
Any of her facial features, taken alone, would never be considered beautiful.
But put it all together and you'll find it.
Even women like that kind of special harmonious beauty.
The cheongsam woman in front of me falls into this category.
He is not very tall, about 1.6 meters tall.
Well-proportioned figure and fair skin.
The most important thing is that she has a very special temperament about her.
A little gentleness, a little elegance.
There is also a little bit of bookishness, plus a little bit of wisdom.
A little bit of everything added together creates a perfect fit.