Once again, as the first player to advance, Jiang Xu had a considerable period of free time.
He glanced to the left and right. On the left was table No. 4 where Matsuo was sitting, and on the right was table No. 2, which was the table where the old man Matsuo pointed out before was sitting.
Is it even necessary to think about which group to go to observe?
Jiang Xu decisively turned to the right.
At this time, table number two had just arrived in the east fourth round.
Jiang Xu stood behind and watched for a while and realized that the old man's playing style was extremely stable.
He almost never pursues big names. He speeds up the speed when he reaches the third level. He will never actively pursue higher RBI.
Once the pattern of the game changes, he will decisively abandon the bet, and his card reading is extremely accurate, and he can hardly fire.
This method is like cutting meat with a slow knife. Cut once at a time, stop once the meat feels painful, and then continue cutting.
Therefore, the score has been steadily improving and remains first.
Although the rest of the people at the card table realized that the situation was wrong, they had nothing to do.
Although they have the same biggest competitor, they are still fighting each other, trying to catch each other's cannons.
This also leads to these three people having considerable loopholes in both attack and defense.
Even Jiang Xu, let alone the old man, could see that accurate card reading was simply a dimensionality reduction blow.
As long as there is a game, the old man will not stand upright when listening to cards. He always observes the situation and changes the pattern of cards at any time. Every time he changes his listening skills on the previous round, he will catch the next one.
This also resulted in this table proceeding very quickly, with almost no banker succession.
Even if it was the old man's turn to be the banker, he would directly defend Aihu and pass the banker.
This is completely different from the way ordinary people play, which is what happens when the difference in strength is too big and they are unwilling to delay the game.
While watching at table 2, Jiang Xu often heard the sound from table 1 next door.
"Rong!"
"Touch yourself!"
"Touch yourself!"
"Rong!"
The sounds of Hu cards often sound, but if you listen carefully, you can find that most of these sounds are made by the same owner.
At this time, the crowd of spectators who had been crowded around for several times would also let out low-pitched exclamations, which was very rhythmic.
Jiang Xu didn't need to look at it to know that it was the office worker Hu Pai.
Forty minutes later, after a lot of competition, the top four spots were finally determined.
The person who advanced to the first table was a businessman in a suit, the person who advanced to the second table was the old man, the person who advanced to the third table was Jiang Xu, and the person who advanced to the fourth table was Matsuo Jiro.
If you look at the final stick rankings of the first three tables, they have an overwhelming advantage.
The difference in chips between the first place and the second place is more than 10,000.
Only in the fourth table, the point and stick difference between Matsuo Jiro and the second place was only a weak 1,000 points, and the gap between Matsuo Jiro and the third place was only 2,000 points.
His total chips could barely exceed 30,000 points, and he was almost on the verge of playing the Zephyr game.
It can be said that promotion is extremely difficult.
Perhaps because he spent too much energy, after the whole game, Matsuo looked a little tired.
But his eyes were very bright.
In his own words.
"In the game, after a hard battle, I finally defeated the enemy and won, which further sharpened my poker skills!"
Jiang Xu just shrugged at this. He improved his poker skills to almost the level of an ordinary person in seven days, but he could not quite sympathize with Matsuo Jiro's mentality.
After a simple rearrangement, the Lunar Cup finals are about to begin.
All the mahjong tables in the center of the Quezhuang were moved away, leaving only one table in the center.
If there is a light on the top and the background is changed to black, just like the official game on TV, the sense of seeing the only mahjong match in the universe will be very strong.
The surroundings are also separated, three meters away from the table, to prevent the audience from affecting the players' performance.
When everything was ready, Jiang Xu and the four of them entered the table.
As usual, sit in rows by touching the wind.
Matsuo Jiro is the east wind, the first village.
The old man is the south wind, Cizhuang.
Jiang Xu is the west wind, Sanzhuang.
Office workers are Beifeng, Weizhuang.
After sitting at the card table.
Jiang Xu started chatting with the old man and learned that his name was Wakurayama Arata. He was 68 years old, lived nearby, and was acquainted with the old store manager.
I don’t have any hobbies at ordinary times, I just like to play mahjong.
But after playing mahjong for most of my life, I haven't achieved anything famous.
Recently, I don’t know why, but I have gained some insights and achieved a breakthrough.
Matsuo heard this and came over to interrupt, and kept bringing the topic back to the root-building realm.
The old man couldn't laugh or cry, and explained that he didn't know how he had achieved it. It might be because he was older and his mentality had changed.
"Actually, the so-called Mahjong realm is not as mysterious as the legend says. It's just a habit that makes perfect with practice."
The old man explained: "I don't know how other people feel. For me, as an old man, I just see more card games, and I can quickly know the subsequent changes in card types and what to play during this round." Cards, what cards should be cut in the next round, in order to maintain the optimal card shape, and use the largest cards as quickly as possible."
"Then do you occasionally have the feeling that I will definitely get a certain card next, and I will definitely get a certain card?" Jiang Xu asked.
"Where did you get the news? However, you should be talking about the legendary 'Yu Wushuang' school. I am not. If we insist on classifying schools, I should be considered the so-called Tie Pao Jade school."
The old man pretended to be surprised and said seriously.
In fact, I laughed in my heart. Looking at the two of them, I seemed to see myself in the past.
When he was young, he always liked to inquire and pursue these mysterious and mysterious information.
To this day, I still don’t know if these fragments of information circulated in the professional arena and in another dark mahjong world are true.
The only thing he was sure of was that mahjong was not that simple.
"Yu Wushuang!" Jiang Xu repeated these words.
"Yu Wushuang! It sounds very powerful!" Matsuo asked with shining eyes.
"Old man, besides these two schools, are there any other schools?"
"Yes." The old man said matter-of-factly, "There is also an extremely rare but extremely powerful school, the law of cause and effect school. The legendary being who stepped into the realm of ghosts and gods belongs to the law of cause and effect school."
"spirits!"
Upon hearing this word, the office worker who was sitting quietly with an expressionless face shrank his pupils and his expression suddenly changed.
However, Jiang Xu and the other two were also attracted by the news and did not notice the change in the office worker's expression.
"Old man, can you elaborate?"
Jiang Xu became interested. He wanted to know what kind of poker player could be called a ghost-like existence.
The old man sighed slightly: "Yes, ghosts and gods, but it is just a legend from decades ago. No one knows whether it is true or false."
"I only know that he suddenly appeared, leaving a supreme legend in Ma Tan, and then disappeared suddenly, leaving no trace."
"A few decades ago, you must have been in your twenties. Haven't you seen that ghost?" Matsuo asked.
"As you said, I was just a young man in his twenties at that time, and my mahjong skills were still very poor. Although I liked mahjong, I still thought about how to make money all day long." The old man shook his head.
After hearing what the old man said, Matsuo was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said to himself: "Yes, making money is the most important thing. Mahjong, if you can't enter a career, is just a hobby after all."
"But when you said that, I remembered that the ghost and god didn't seem to have left no traces. According to legend, the ghost and god left a book of sparrow skills written by himself, which was popular among various people at that time. Marijuana General Guan Quezhuang could all hear the news, and there was an uproar, and we don’t know whose hands it finally fell into.”
The old man shook his head, as if he had returned to his youth. Unfortunately, he was just a young man at that time and was not qualified to participate in the 'big events' at that time.
"Okay, the card game is about to begin, no more chatting. If you are interested, you can ask that old guy Someya. He has been running this restaurant for half his life, and he has really received a lot of amazing customers. One day Talking about these things is also mysterious and mysterious, I really want to see them before.”
The old man is talking about the old store manager.
When the office worker heard that they were not talking, he frowned slightly, and then his expression returned to normal.
To this day, no one knows where he comes from or what he does.
I guess he lives nearby, but I don't know which town.
Some people even speculated that his poker skills were developed by playing cards with his leaders.
In order to successfully send Boss Hu, he must develop the skills to control the card game.
Smashing his tongue, thinking about the news that Mr. Kazumura just told, Matsuo only felt that his participation in this competition was not in vain.
After coming back to his senses and seeing the office workers who had been silent all this time, Matsuo asked smoothly.
"Hey, big brother, it's fate that we can play in the finals of this Yue Ji Cup together. I don't know what your name is yet."
...
The atmosphere was somewhat silent for a while.
Just when Matsuo was embarrassed and thought that the other party would not answer.
"Ishihara."
The office worker suddenly spoke, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, and uttered his last name hoarsely, syllable by syllable.
Then, after a pause, he continued to say his name with a firm tone.
"Ryosuke."
"My name is Ishihara Ryosuke."
Ding ding ding!
The intermission music on the radio was winding down.
The final round of the Moon Cup is about to begin.
...
...
In the first game of the East, there was zero in this game, and Matsuo Jiro was in charge.
After rolling down the dice and drawing the cards, Matsuo Jiro quickly glanced at his hand and breathed a sigh of relief.
This hand of cards can stop any quick and random moves.
He knew in his heart that his playing skills were not only compared with those of the old man or the office worker named Ishihara Ryosuke, but even Jiang Xu, who had only been playing mahjong for a week, might now be at a higher level than him.
As the weakest player on the poker table, his position on the banker is crucial.
Going to the dealer in first place is definitely not a bad thing for him.
Because you are the banker from behind, there is a possibility that you will be knocked away before you even take the banker position.
The greater the difference in player strength, the greater the possibility.
Shaking his head to clear away distracting thoughts, Matsuo warned himself in his mind.
Only one step away from the championship.
Although it is just a small competition for a small bird shop, if you get this, it should be able to bring about a little change in your image.
"Dongfeng, touch!"
"Three loaves, eat!"
"Self-touch, Shuangdong, 3,000 points, 1,000 points for each house."
After only fifteen rounds, in the middle of the game, Matsuo got off to a good start and made two mistakes.
After this good start, his luck continues.
In the east game, one game after another, just like his still hot luck, he started with three white boards.
The starting hand is active, and he is the banker, so the advantage lies with him.
Matsuo's eyes lit up at first, and then he frowned again.
Except for the three white boards, the other cards in his hand were all bad, with only a good pair of [Three and Four] cakes.
But if you look carefully, if you enter Zhang smoothly, you can see the shadow of [2, 3, 4] and the three colors are in sync.
When the door is clear, the three-color smoothness is twice as high, and with the addition of the 'whiteboard', the minimum is three times.
There is no need to stand upright. If someone shoots the gun, the starting point is 7700 points, and the self-touching point is 11700 points.
This card can even be called a winning hand in the East game, which directly establishes an advantage.
However, the premise of all this is Hu cards.
Cards that cannot be played randomly, even if they are all over the sky, are just like air.
This is why Matsuo is confused.
But after struggling for a long time, he was still reluctant.
'Let's observe the situation first. Once someone cuts about three cards in the hand, or the number of side cards I need is not enough, I will reveal it. After the secondary exposure, the three-color Tongshun also has one, and two times is enough. '
After making up his mind, Matsuo Jiro paid special attention to the drawing and cutting of the cards of the other three companies.
The game is still going on.
In the eighth round, when Matsuo's three colors, ten thousand characters, and cake characters were formed, and he still had to listen to the word "two, three, four," he finally couldn't help but reveal it.
Just after he showed his face, the other three people began to cut quickly with their hands, and the cuts were all in the middle, like the four, five, and six ten thousand cakes.
Most of what was left were the word cards that had been played earlier on the card table and the safety cards that appeared on the Yaojiu and Matsuo cards.
It was not until the 13th round of this round that Matsuo drew the wild card himself.
Red hits, three colors are in a row, twice 3000 points, plus field fee, each family has 1100 points. .
At the end of this game, the card game enters East Game 1 and Game 2.
Twelve minutes later.
Touch the bottom of the sea and pull it out from the bottom of the river.
When the hand is over, the person listening can reveal their hand.
Penalty symbols are paid based on the number of people who have heard cards and the number of people who have not heard cards.
Matsuo showed his cards first and listened to the west wind.
The other three people remained silent.
That is, he didn't fold his cards or show his cards, so he just waited.
The old man shook his head, smiled, and folded his cards first to show that he didn't listen.
Jiang Xuruo looked at the other two people thoughtfully and put the cards down.
Ryosuke Ishihara was the last to cover his cards.
Matsuo looked delighted. He was the only one in the audience listening to the cards, and everyone had to hand over 1,000 penalty points to him.
A total of 3,000 points, which is twice as much as the points collected by Hu cards.
More importantly, he continues to win.
Matsuo, restrained by the pressure to maintain his position on the bank, did not notice.
In the first two games, except for himself, the other three people on the table did not show up once.
It seemed that he was not in a hurry at all, and he quickly pulled Matsuo off the dealer's seat.
If you open their covered cards.
The three of them had obviously listened to the cards, but no one showed their cards for the thousand-point penalty talisman.
The cashier boy who was surrounding the four people recording the cards couldn't help but make a blood-red symbol for Matsuo in his heart.
Danger!
