"So, based on the current situation, I think we should..."
"Dong dong dong"
A sudden knock on the door interrupted the discussion between the young man and BOSS. BOSS smiled apologetically and called the people outside the door to come in.
"excuse me."
The assistant bowed slightly at the door, then walked quickly to the BOSS, leaned down, and whispered a few words softly.
"What did you say?" BOSS raised his eyebrows and looked solemn. "Bring me the terminal quickly!"
Seeing the boss's strange behavior, the young man was a little surprised. What could make him so anxious?
"Did something big happen?"
BOSS was speechless, shook his head slightly, and waited anxiously.
After a while, the assistant finally delivered the terminal. BOSS rarely thanked the assistant, but directly took the terminal and started operating it.
The assistant bowed slightly and stepped aside.
He is logging into his own account - the account with the highest authority of Black Steel, "Black Order".
…
"What's going on?"
Seeing that BOSS still didn't want to disclose the situation, the young man asked: "BOSS, don't you even believe me?"
The boss raised his head, expressionless.
"...Don't make any noise, I'm trying to figure out the password."
The young man almost choked out a mouthful of old blood.
BOSS finally remembered the password.
"Welcome back, Black Order."
"What requires you to use a premium account?"
This problem is the one that troubles young people the most. In normal events, the BOSS will use his own trumpet "guide" to solve the problem. The authority of this trumpet is enough.
But if you want to use "Black Order"...
How big of an event does this have to be?
"Currently, only the 'Black Order' can intervene in the candidate process." BOSS replied coldly. After the initial chaos, his expression has become much calmer now.
But BOSS's hands were shaking a little.
"Candidate procedure...?" Then why intervene...
Could it be that what happened to the person he played chess with just now?
"Is that...Jiang Yan?"
"right."
"Then what happened?"
"..."
"...?"
"Three of them are missing one." The BOSS looked indifferent.
"What?" The young man was a little confused.
"Only one person chose the mahjong event, and two other people got this event. Three of them are short of one." BOSS looked up at him.
"The other thing is that I also want to play mahjong."
…
So the trembling hands are due to excitement?
Is it because I have a record?
Damn it... the young man finally vomited out his blood.
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Mahjong, Mahjong, a traditional entertainment project, is one of the quintessences of the Chinese nation. It is spread all over the world, is widely spread, and has a huge audience.
Make a mahjong date, play mahjong, play muskets, overturn the tables, get caught and then go home and kneel on the washboard...
These are traditional performances that are often performed.
Of course, there is another traditional performance that is often performed, and that is:
Three are missing.
…
Jiang Yan looked at the preparation interface that appeared after the novice tutorial, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.
Accompanied by the BGM that was very mahjong-like, Jiang Yan saw a tablecloth that was very mahjong-like. Along with the BGM, Jiang Yan's upper and lower families entered the interface one after another.
The ID of the previous family is "General Philin" and the ID of the next family is "Victoria Locksmith".
Then Jiang Yan's opponent never showed up.
Seeing Jiang Yan being tortured like this by Sanqueyi, the author couldn't help but feel heartbroken!
Why are there fewer and fewer Mahjong players?
Why on earth do we encounter three missing and one so ordinary?
We refuse to lose one of the three!
Learning mahjong, protecting the national quintessence, and inheriting traditional culture starts with ourselves!
…
Finally, the fourth player with the ID "Black Steel Big Brother" sat across from Jiang Yan.
It seems that everyone is required to get a game ID when entering.
By the way, the ID Jiang Yan gave himself is "Musketeers can also use cannons."
Anyway, according to the system prompts, this is just a game ID and can be changed, so just pick one.
It’s impossible for me to just take advantage of someone with such an ID, right? Jiang Yan thought.
I am not Huang Laoxian. Besides, if I were Huang Laoxian, then I should say the opposite, right?
Southeast field, start.
In the first game, "Big Brother Black Steel" took the lead.
Jiang Yan looked at the cards. There were more than ten thousand words, and there were two Dongfeng cards.
Let's try to mix it up.
With this thought in mind, Jiang Yan began to prepare to throw away his cards.
Big Brother lost one thing, and ordinary people lost a blank slate.
Jiang Yan was just about to see what card he had drawn, but with a crisp "touch", he took away the ordinary whiteboard.
The locksmith placed three white coins on hand.
...It looks like we are almost at peace now?
Jiang Yan was a little unhappy that he was skipped, but this was a normal thing after all. Just when he thought so...
It was Big Brother's turn to play cards again, and he only saw a red hit.
...There was another crisp "touch".
The locksmith once again placed three red balls on his hand.
This... Jiang Yan was a little dumbfounded. Could it be Da Sanyuan?
The locksmith played his card, Dongfeng, and was knocked away by Jiang Yan.
Immediately afterwards, the locksmith drew his cards, and after a long silence, he showed his cards.
Touch yourself, right and right.
...white, middle, pair, pair and sum, four cards.
But it hasn’t gone through three rounds yet…not even two!
What's going on with this guy?
Jiang Yan's palms were sweating slightly.
Big Brother's banker was pulled down before he could even sit down.
...East Second Bureau.
"Die Yaojiu, two red treasure cards." Jiang Yan made a quick hand of cards, and the big brother was responsible for firing.
Currently, Big Brother is at the bottom, Common Meaning is third, Jiang He is second, and Locksmith is first.
...East Third Bureau.
"One breath goes through, one color mixes, one stands straight." It's still the Jiang He card, this time it's a self-draw.
Jiang Yan came to the first place in order, the locksmith was second, the ordinary person was third, and the big brother was fourth.
...the third bureau in the East and the first field.
Jiangshaolianzhuang.
This time it's a common meaning of a draw, a draw of pairs, a draw of three colors, a wind draw, a clear gate, and a gun shot from the river.
It doesn’t matter, there are winners and losers anyway.
Jiang Yan has a slight advantage in first place, ordinary people in second place, locksmith in third place, and Big Brother... is still at the bottom.
Time has come to the East Fourth Bureau.
The locksmith is in charge, just when Jiang Yan begins to believe that the amazing operation he saw at the beginning is just luck, and that the real victory depends on skill...
Locksmith, stand straight at the opening.
What……
In this situation, it is difficult to judge which cards are missing. If we follow the probability algorithm...
However, things were not as complicated as Jiang Yan thought.
Big Brother played one by one.
"And" is accompanied by a voice prompt, and the locksmith's cards are revealed.
...Jiang Yan looked at the cards in front of him and couldn't help but begin to doubt his life.
He murmured slightly:
"National scholar...unparalleled?"
Look at Big Brother's cards again... He only has one card that can be used as a gun, and he threw them all out at the beginning.
Big Brother loses points and is sent flying, and the game is over.
"Victoria Locksmith" was first, "Musketeers Can Also Use Cannons" was second, "Ordinary Filmmakers" was third, and "Black Steel Big Brother" was kicked out and has been at the bottom, never getting up.
…
What's going on? Ai Ruo was a little confused.
...How come I won after just clicking a few clicks according to the system prompts?
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"This is really..." The young man couldn't describe his current mood.
"A furious failure, complete and utter failure." The assistant on the side returned to the BOSS and prepared to retrieve the terminal.
As he said that, he looked up at the young man and smiled: "It's okay, BOSS is known to be addicted to food when playing mahjong. If you want to laugh, just laugh."
As he said this, he couldn't help but laugh.
"Why are you laughing?" BOSS looked at him coldly.
"I remembered something happy." The assistant regained his poker face.
"What happy thing?"
""I'm Just a Little Guy" was successfully selected."
BOSS's expression relaxed a lot because of this good news: "That's really... good..."
The assistant continued: "But there is another unhappy thing."
"What?"
The assistant said something softly, the BOSS's face changed drastically, and the young man jumped up!
"What did you say?!" BOSS's tone was full of shock and disbelief. - "Say it again?!"
"I said," the assistant said again:
"For such a good-looking novel, there are still people who refuse to like it, recommend it, recommend it, or even give it a book review!"
"This is really unreasonable!" the young man said angrily:
"Don't these people know that doing this can help them get more six stars? They are so stupid!"
PS: I won’t say more…that’s the situation.
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