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When Qin Fang returned to the dormitory, his buddies did not rest. The weather was hot enough. Even if they wanted to sleep, they couldn't. A few people gathered together to play cards.
Speaking of which, the freshmen really didn't have much entertainment at this time. They weren't allowed to use computers or televisions. They could only gather together to play cards and chess to pass the time. They could also improve their relationship with each other.
Of course, they didn't participate in any gambling. At most, they would post a small note, or let someone run downstairs in the middle of the night to hug a telephone pole by the roadside and shout a few words like "I'm a pig." Or they would randomly call the girls' dormitory. No matter who the other party was, they would shout a few words like "I love you."
"Yo, The Fourth is back. Great, great. I happen to have something to do. Can you hold me for a while …"
When Qin Fang came back, Xiao Nan was on the phone. His laptop was playing soft music. The other four people just gathered together to play Fight the Landlord. Gao Ming seemed to have a stomachache. When he saw Qin Fang come back, he immediately pulled Qin Fang to join them. He quickly went into the bathroom.
"The Fourth, can you do it?"
Shen Yang didn't hold back. They were playing Landlord with four people. He had won the most just now, so he naturally thought of himself as the winner.
"He only knows how to play. His level is limited!"
This kind of gameplay was very simple. It came out from the three-person Fight the Landlord. With the addition of one person, there was an additional deck of cards. The gameplay was richer and more difficult. At the same time, there was more content to calculate. Qin Fang definitely knew how to play, but as he said, his level was limited.
They weren't playing on the computer. Naturally, the cards needed to be shuffled and drawn by themselves. So, the four people immediately fought.
Everything went on as usual. When Gao Ming came out of the bathroom, Qin Fang had already lost two or three rounds. Whether he was the landlord or not, he was still cut. It reflected his words of "my level is limited." The buddies made fun of him.
The battle continued. Qin Fang was about to give way to Gao Ming while drawing cards. Perhaps because he was not focused enough, he was a little messy when drawing cards. He didn't draw the card that he should draw. Instead, he drew the next card. Even he only noticed it after he drew the card. The others didn't notice it at all.
"Skills learned: Thousand Arts. Skill Level: Beginner. Proficiency: 0%."
When this voice abruptly appeared in Qin Fang's mind, he was startled and almost screamed. But the expression on his face was quite strange, and he forgot to continue drawing cards.
"What are you doing, The Fourth? Draw cards quickly!"
Seeing Qin Fang suddenly lost his mind, the others were unhappy. Shen Yang, who was leaning on Qin Fang, even used his sturdy body to touch Qin Fang and roared in his ear.
"Ugh, nothing, nothing …"
After being touched like this, Qin Fang regained his senses. He was slightly surprised when he saw that everyone didn't seem to notice that he drew the wrong card.
"Thousand Arts, Thousand Arts. Use with caution. Don't harm others and yourself."
The annotation for this skill was very simple. It was so simple that it was almost equivalent to nothing, but Qin Fang already understood it.
As a generation that had watched many Hong Kong gambling movies, almost everyone knew about the King of Gamblers, God of Gamblers, and Saint of Gamblers. They also knew a lot about this trick. Many children even learned this trick after watching these movies, hoping to win tens of millions and reach the sky in one step.
However, this [Thousand Arts] was mostly used for gambling and was not a legitimate method. It was no wonder that the system's comments were like this. Obviously, it was not recommended to use it too much.
"To use or not to use?"
Qin Fang continued to draw cards while thinking about this question.
Gambling, since the beginning of human history, had almost become a deep-rooted bad habit. It could be said that everyone was gambling almost all the time. Gambling with themselves, gambling with others, gambling with the heavens, gambling with the earth …
It could be said that everyone was inseparable from gambling, and similarly, everyone was inseparable from the Qianshu. It was just that some people knew how to make use of it, while others didn't. Some people used it in the right way, while others used it in the wrong way.
"If it is righteous, it is righteous. If it is evil, it is evil."
Qin Fang suddenly thought of a sentence that often appeared in Wuxia novels when talking about those evil martial arts. "Not all righteous people are good, and not all evil people are bad."
"It's all entertainment between brothers. There are no monetary interests involved. It's okay to play …" It was just like playing cards. It was purely for entertainment. In fact, it was not a big deal.
While speaking, Qin Fang glanced at everyone and then used the Qianshu skill. When his fingers were drawing cards, he moved slightly. Suddenly, the card below the card that he was supposed to draw was in his hand. Although this card might not be useful, at least it could be considered as practicing a skill.
Therefore, every time he drew cards, it became Qin Fang's Qianshu performance. He never grabbed the card that belonged to him. He always stole the card below.
Unfortunately, his technique was really not good. He still lost the cards that he was supposed to lose, and he might not win the cards that he could win. He was still laughed at by his brothers. Even Gao Ming, who was standing behind him, laughed a little. However, no one noticed that the card in Qin Fang's hand was changed from the beginning.
Every time he stole cards, Qin Fang had a certain understanding of this skill. Every time he shuffled the cards, Qin Fang had a little understanding of controlling each card.
After playing more than a dozen games, Qin Fang already knew that the deck of cards they were playing was completely under his control. As long as he was willing, he could almost draw any card he wanted.
"Well, it's getting late. We should settle the accounts. This is the last game!
The Fourth, you just wait to go out and hug a telephone pole … "
Qin Fang and the others used a point system. If the landlord won a game, he would get three points; if he lost a game, he would lose three points; and if the farmer won or lost, he would lose one point. Of course, the doubling in the rules was still necessary.
Up to now, Qin Fang had lost more than 20 points. Among the four of them, he had lost the most points. It was almost impossible for him to make a comeback, unless all the bombs in the last round were doubled. Only then could he win.
"Well, the last game!
Fairy sister, help me … "
Qin Fang didn't care, but it was too shameful for him to go out and shout, "I'm a pig." So, Qin Fang couldn't help but be ruthless. Before that, he purposely screamed, causing everyone to scream strangely.
At the beginning of the last game, the four people began to draw cards. Gao Ming stood behind Qin Fang and watched quietly.
In the beginning, Qin Fang's cards were really messy. It was a mess, almost worse than the worst cards. But soon, Gao Ming found that Qin Fang's cards began to be fierce.
It showed that the four big and small kings were gathered one after another. Then, a few seven and eight bombs were gathered. When all the cards were drawn, Qin Fang already had three or four bombs in hand, and all of them could be doubled.
If this was considered fierce, then Gao Ming glanced at Shen Yang, Fang Dacheng, and Xi Xiaojun's cards. The expression on his face was really wonderful.
He looked at Shen Yang, who was gloating. This guy really won the most just now. Almost everyone could go out and hug a telephone pole, but he couldn't.
But this time, anyone could have a chance of winning, but he couldn't. Although he had a lot of bombs, they were all the smallest …
The following situation could be imagined. When Shen Yang thought that he had a sure victory and was very proud of his hand of cards, he encountered the joint attack of Qin Fang and the other two. When the Double Big Bombs were constantly bombarded, Shen Yang's expression became very funny.
The result was self-evident. This hand of cards multiplied by a few thousand, and multiplied by the original 3 points, Shen Yang, who had originally won by 40 to 50 points, lost by more than 10,000 points. He looked like he was about to cry …