Mei Zuyan helped Zhou Weilie move daily necessities to the school. He stood in the open space in front of the dormitory and said, "Brother, choose a room."
"Just this one." Zhou Weilie pointed casually.
The two of them carried large and small bags and went in. Many classmates were already living inside, and there were even gangsters from outside the school who came to listen.
Chatting, reading, playing cards, sleeping... all take place on the bed, because there are no tables and chairs in the dormitory, and there is not much space to stand.
On the big bunk with 40 people, a group was playing "sand crab", which is what we call "stud". There were only six people playing, but there were more people watching nearby, shouting and making noises from time to time.
"Haha, there is a pair of old guys in front of me. I bet eight million (eight sit-ups), and I am asking who dares to follow!"
A student playing cards threw out five chips, looked back at Zhou Weilie and Mei Zuyan, and said with a smile: "Hey, it looks like two more freshmen have arrived. Which department are you from?"
Mei Zuyan didn't like gambling, so he frowned and remained silent.
Zhou Weilie replied: "Department of Arithmetic."
"My name is Peng Xu. I'm a sophomore in the Chinese Department. Let's play some games together," the student said with a smile. "If you don't bet money, just do sit-ups. If you lose 20 chips, you'll settle. You can choose if you lose too much."
If not, just help the winner wash the clothes."
Zhou Weilie didn't refuse directly, he just said: "I'll make the bed first."
Mei Zuyan was very unhappy and scolded: "The country is in crisis. You don't want to contribute to the country, but you are here playing cards. Do you still have any conscience at all?"
The students playing cards were not angry. One of them smiled and said: "This classmate, we are exercising in advance. Maybe one day we will join the army and serve the country."
"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you." Mei Zuyan said with an ugly expression.
Zhou Weilie randomly selected an empty bed and quickly made the bed with Mei Zuyan's help.
Mei Zuyan warned: "Brother, I'll leave as soon as I have something else to do. Don't gamble with these people."
"Well, I'll give it to you." Zhou Weilie said.
Zhou Weilie sent Mei Zuyan out of the dormitory, and when he came back, he took out his books and prepared for self-study. However, the noise from those playing cards was too loud, which made him feel very irritable.
If it were Mei Zuyan, he would definitely step forward and severely reprimand him, and he might even threaten to sue the teacher.
But Zhou Weilie didn't do this. He quietly went over to watch and became familiar with how this kind of playing card was played. The more he looked at it, the more bored he became, because the playing card was very worn out and there were minor signs of damage in many places. After a few games, he
I have memorized the characteristics of the backs of more than ten cards.
"What, you want to play?" asked the classmate named Peng Xu.
Zhou Weilie was eager to try: "Okay."
Playing sand crabs was very popular during the Republic of China. Song Ziwen, Zhang Xueliang, Hu Shi, Fu Sinian and others were all masters, especially the game played by Zhang Xueliang and Zhang Zongchang was the most thrilling.
At that time, Zhang Xueliang held a pair of qs and a 9, while Zhang Zongchang's up card was a pair of 9s. Zhang Xueliang had a great chance of winning, but he did not expect that Zhang Zongchang had the chance to win. He was so arrogant that the young commander became famous unknown, and at the same time he had a plan in mind.
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Zhang Xueliang suddenly stood up and slapped the table stud and said: "Today I will play the last game. If you want to bet, bet in fear. If I win this game, all your troops will be under the command of my old Zhang family. From now on, you will not be allowed to do anything illegal."
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Zhang Zongchang actually got three 9s, but he was not sure whether Zhang Xueliang had three qs. At this time, he was already excited about gambling, so he gritted his teeth and said: "The old Zhang family wants my troops, yes, as long as you can win! But if
If I win this round, your old Zhang family will also have to make up for half a year's military salary according to the roster for me."
When the trump card was revealed, the young commander was so angry that he vomited blood and had to pay Zhang Zongchang military pay according to the bet.
Zhang Zuolin expressed regret for this: "Xiao Liuzi is still young, but he has good intentions. If this card releases Zhang Xiaokun (Zhang Zongchang)'s military power, it will save me a lot of trouble."
The situation in northern China at that time was probably a matter of cards.
Zhou Weilie sat down and gave up several times. It was only in the sixth game that he started to follow. He also pushed out all the chips made of wrapping paper and said: "If you owe 5 more, I will press 20, who dares to follow?"
The highest single bet was 20. Several others folded their cards one after another. Only one student said to student A: "I don't believe in evil yet, let's open the cards!"
"Three sixes, sorry." Zhou Weilie said with a smile.
The student said speechlessly: "Aren't you afraid that I have three A's?"
"It's a pity that you are not." Zhou Weilie said.
The loser had no chips and immediately lay down on the bed to do sit-ups, while the others collected 20 chips and returned them to him.
By the time it was almost noon, everyone except Zhou Weilie was very tired. Due to the poor food at school, everyone was extremely weak. After doing hundreds of sit-ups, they could not even straighten their waists.
Already.
There is no choice but to redeem it.
The loser promises to wash the clothes for the winner, 20 chips per wash, and no more than five pieces of clothes at a time. Well, Weilie doesn't have to wash the clothes himself this month, some kind-hearted classmates will do it for him.
"No more playing, no more playing, it's so boring!" Peng Xu threw away the cards angrily.
"I don't want to play anymore," said another classmate named Zhu Zhigao.
Seeing that the card game was about to break up, Zhou Weilie said with a smile: "Classmate Peng Xu owes me six times for washing clothes, classmate Zhu Zhigao owes me three times, classmate Zhang Guangliang owes me two times, classmate Zhang Yu owes me once, and classmate Luo Mianzhang owes me four times."
,Deng Guocheng owes me..."
Peng Xu's eyes widened: "Do you remember it in your heart?"
Zhou Weilie said: "Of course I will remember it, do you still want to cheat?"
"How could that be? I'm just amazed at your good memory," Peng Xu said with an awkward smile, "By the way, what's your name?"
"Zhou Weilie." Zhou Weilie said.
Everyone looked at each other, and finally someone said: "Is this the Zhou Weilie who was admitted to the United Nations University at the age of 12 and made five professors bow and apologize on the spot?"
"it's me."
"Your Majesty, is Mr. Zhou Hexuan?"
"Yes."
"The card skills were also taught by Mr. Zhou?"
"No, today is my first time playing sand crab hunting."
"Then how come you always win?"
"Because I have memorized all the cards. This playing card is very old. There are many marks on the back. You can recognize it at a glance. I know all your trump cards."
"Why can't I recognize it?"
"Maybe you didn't observe carefully. Although the traces are very subtle, you just need to remember them carefully."
"Nonsense, if I could remember it, I would have remembered it. They all look the same!"
"..."
Zhou Weilie's title of "Gambling King" spread like wildfire. From then on, no one in this dormitory played cards anymore, because he would join in whenever there was a card game. Of course, there were also those who did not believe in evil, and students from other dormitories came here because of his reputation. Finally,
Despondently, he promised to help Zhou Weilie wash clothes.
