my old life

Chapter 16 Mahjong Spirit
I slept in the Internet cafe until three in the afternoon and woke up from the cold. The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and it was crackling and beating on the windows.

I remember that in my hometown, there was a lot of rain every summer, and the roads were flooded every now and then, and there were two heavy rainstorms, the water could overflow the waist, and the whole family moved to a higher place overnight...

But no matter how heavy the rain is now, I am not afraid of it, and it has nothing to do with me if the Internet cafe is flooded. It is king to get up first, long live Demacia!
Swipe the card to get on the computer, just entered the game to prepare two L, suddenly the phone rang: "L ah L Sword Master steals the tower, L ah L Barbarian King opened up again, L ah L Ashe shot, people who didn't shoot themselves died... ..."

Let me go, the ringtones of the new mobile phone are magical!I saw it was an unfamiliar phone number, so I put it on silent and threw it aside.

Under my wise leadership, I managed to get the opponent to go to 20 shots, and the phone kept flashing. I don't know who is so persistent, and kept calling all the time.

I picked up the phone and asked in a bad voice, "Who is it?"

"Xiong Sanming! You finally answered the phone! Damn it!" I shuddered when I heard the voice of gnashing my teeth, but the voice sounded very strange.

But the anger in my heart rushed to the top of my head. I wondered if he was the big dung he ate at noon. He opened his mouth and sprayed dung. Let it go, I'm waiting to open L."

"Okay! You fucking wait for me, you wait for me! Lao Tzu!" I hung up the phone before I finished speaking. I didn't have time to ask who he was, and I didn't know what was going on. I always felt that something was wrong. what.

Could it be that I went to the hotel to play cards with my sister last night and got into trouble?

The guy who ate shit just now knew my name, but I didn't recognize who he was, and his obedient tone was looking for me. Could it be that the little yellow hair found someone?Or the person Wang Gang was looking for?

I got into trouble within a few days after I first came to the city, but now I am different from before. I have the relationship with the Seventeenth sister and the others, and even have the relationship with the second uncle. I even know the owner of the mahjong parlor, Brother Long. Things are not going well?

What the second uncle said before is right, if you are not ruthless, you will not be able to stand firm, if you don't accept it, you can just fuck BB!

I didn't worry too much, I continued to open L, and prepared to steal the dragon in 15 minutes. As long as the early suppression is good, I am not afraid that the opponent will not shoot at 20...

I was having fun with L when I suddenly heard some noise outside the private room and vaguely heard someone calling my name.
The doors of the individual rooms in the Internet cafe cannot be locked. I was afraid that something might happen inside, so I immediately glanced at the door. Seven or eight people were looking for someone one by one. When I looked carefully, I realized that it was Wang Gang and the others.

Among them is a tall guy in a white T-shirt I know, the one who woke me up in the dormitory last time, he was waiting with a cigarette in his mouth, I thought he might not be the Zhang mentioned by others Xu?

Without thinking about it, I immediately took out my mobile phone and called my second uncle, but I gave up the idea before calling.

How can such a trivial matter bother my second uncle, if I let him know, I will definitely be laughed out of my teeth, it is safer to find Seventeenth sister, but I don't have her phone number yet... Forget it, relying on anyone is worse than relying on yourself!

It was too late and then I turned off the computer, and quickly hid behind the door of the single room. My second uncle said that a good man does not suffer from the immediate disadvantages, and he must avoid the edge at critical moments...

After a while, I heard someone approaching me. I held my breath and hid behind the door. I was very nervous. If I wanted to say that I dared to confront Wang Gang head-on, but now I was in an Internet cafe, and there were so many of them, I wouldn’t be able to take advantage of it. .

"Damn it, the sandwiches aren't here! Are you in Feixiang Internet Cafe?" The voice was that of the thin-skinned monkey Liu Benqiang, and it seemed that his head didn't hurt anymore, or else he was so anxious to bring someone to block me?

"Let's go and see. We must catch that little hot chick today and see if I can't beat him to death!" I was angry when I heard Wang Gang's bear tone, but I felt very happy. If he came here by himself today, I would immediately Just fuck him!

I didn’t dare to go out immediately when I heard them go far away. To be on the safe side, I had to wait a while before leaving, and I made up my mind to go to the mahjong parlor later. I must find some powerful players to support me, otherwise this thing will happen There will be trouble later.

About 5 minutes passed, I quietly peeked through the crack of the door, as if the person had really left, I dawdled for a while uneasy, and then walked out slowly after making sure everything was fine, and rushed out in the heavy rain.

As the saying goes, be careful when sailing for thousands of years, and you have to use your brain at critical moments. No matter how many connections you have, it is not easy to be caught at the time. After this incident is over, I must find a few brothers who can be used. Don't panic.

I came to the mahjong parlor at [-]:[-] p.m., and I was drenched in water, but the door was full of cars, but I didn’t see my second uncle’s BMW. Maybe he hasn’t gotten up for breakfast yet. I used to see him often in my hometown. I didn't get up until [-] o'clock in the afternoon, and went out to mess around after breakfast...

I don't know what happened today, the air conditioner was turned on on the first floor of the mahjong parlor, and it was chilly when entering the door, but there were some hot eyes, and everyone had cigarettes in their mouths. Winding.

A few plastic basins were placed in the middle of the room. It was raining heavily outside and lightly raining inside, and the rain dripped down. The broken glass was covered with plastic bags, but the group of people had a great time playing here. Almost, it's so crowded that I can hardly move the place.

Among the group of people was an elder sister, with heavy makeup, hair permed, and playing mahjong with a cigarette in between.

Wiping my wet hair, I stood near the window, the air here is better, and the most important thing is that there is still a place to stand, and I saw four people sitting here playing mahjong, even eating and touching How lively.

The second uncle said before that playing mahjong is actually about playing with a spirit. The spirit of this kind of mahjong is very important. You can arrive at any time when you call, and it is never too late. The direction is correct, if you lose, start all over again, never give up, never give up if you don't win!

If you have the spirit of mahjong, you will be able to achieve something no matter what you do. Simply put, it is to use the energy of playing mahjong to study and work, and to be tireless day and night...

After watching it for a while, I found it quite interesting. Mahjong seems to be all about luck, and there are also a lot of skills in it. My nearest elder brother, I found two useless notes in my hand but didn’t type them out. I don’t know him. What plane are you doing.

In my opinion, it is correct to turn the cards in the direction where the cards can be heard, but he just didn't play with two waste cards. The second uncle said that one should see with eyes and listen with ears, rather than speak with mouth.

Soon I knew why he didn't play a note, and he fired a cannon at the opposite door, and the player with a bad card got a note, and there was one card in his hand that he didn't play. In an instant, I wrote him a big note in my heart. Take the word!

"Hey, hey, why are you here again? What are you doing here under such heavy rain?"

As soon as I looked up, I saw that it was Brother Long, shirtless and smoking a cigarette. His appearance was as impressive as he wanted, so I hurried over to say hello.

"Hi Brother Long, I don't have class today, my second uncle asked me to come..."

"Fuck! You kid can't learn well from your second uncle, remember to bring money when you come back later, don't pay the tuition... You can't learn."

"Huh?" I was a little confused for a moment.

Everyone laughed and said everything, some asked me to come here every day to blow up the air conditioner for free, and some invited me to play together. I quickly waved my hand and refused, and stood obediently by the side to watch people play mahjong.

I was standing behind a big fat man with a belly bigger than a pregnant woman. Sitting here was like a Maitreya Buddha. Just now I was watching him play mahjong, and I thought he was pretty good, so I planned to watch it for a while.

In fact, I didn't intend to learn to play mahjong at all. I just wanted to meet two powerful players here who could help me solve my little troubles.

To be honest, although Brother Long looks fierce, he feels that he is very loyal, but he is too big for most people to invite, and it is not necessary to invite him to deal with the troubles that bother me.

I decided to come by myself, and find a relationship first, and then go to Brother Long with the cheek to ask Brother Long to arrange two younger brothers to help me at that time. At least I still have the face of my second uncle. There it is.

I bought a pack of soft Yuxi at the bar, and started to look at it in the mahjong parlor. The first target was the people who teased me just now. At least I felt that they were easier to talk to. Other guys who lost money and put on a straight face, it’s better not to provoke them.

I found a very special place. I can see who wins and who loses at a glance here. People who win money are not in a hurry and have a calm expression, but those who lose money are different, and their faces are slightly red Some get angry and seem to feel very anxious.

In the end, I went back to the fat man just now, perhaps because the fat man seemed more easy-going, and the other three seemed to be difficult to mess with. The most important thing was that I didn't see any of them who lost money with a straight face.

"Brother, please smoke." I took advantage of their free time when they rolled the dice at the beginning of the game, and passed each of them a cigarette. I also admit it!

"You want to learn to live, kid? Why don't you go to your second uncle!"

"That's right, he's better than us, and his ability to play mahjong can only be admired!"

Upon hearing this, I quickly waved my hands and explained, "No, no, no, I don't want to learn how to live, it's my bastard second uncle..."

The conversation stopped abruptly in the middle, because the big fat man stared at me fiercely...

(End of this chapter)