"I... don't want to eat anymore."
I stood up, feeling unsure whether to leave or stay.
Tang Yong waved his hand to remind me to sit down, and said in a sullen voice: "Today you are not facing those people in your circle. They are all people with status. It would be good for you to have a little grace."
"All right."
I started to eat my food.
You have to taste more than a dozen dishes and then drink the soup.
After clinking glasses again, Fan Xingchen asked curiously, "Dong Hang, if you don't know how to play Niu Niu, don't make trouble and don't affect the progress of the game."
"Then I won't play, you guys play."
I felt like I had escaped a disaster and couldn't help feeling complacent.
Ding Yuan said coquettishly, "You must play."
"Why?"
"Because I want to play with you."
"Why are you kidding me?" I chuckled and looked at her.
"I'm not teasing you, I'm playing cards with you. More friends means more paths. Handsome guy, give me some face?"
"Don't worry if you laugh at me, I'm not very good at bullfighting. I usually play Pai Gow and Golden Flower, and sometimes Landlord."
"I'll teach you, Brother Yong. Please ask someone to bring the playing cards over." Ding Yuan looked at Tang Yong with a smile.
Tang Yong asked the nanny to get a new deck of cards.
Ding Yuan opened the poker.
When the deck of cards was in her hand, I took a closer look.
Judging from his gestures, Ding Yuan probably hasn't put in any effort in practicing cheating techniques.
This is because the way a skilled cheater holds cards is definitely different from that of an ordinary player.
This is a habit that even the con man himself cannot resist or must retain.
It seems that this is done to give fellow card players an illusion, but in fact it is to make it easier for oneself to cheat.
A wrong gesture will affect the speed of cheating.
Ding Yuan laid out five cards and said, "Look, this is called a bomb in Beijing. It's called a bomb in other places. This is the biggest card in bullfighting. The custom in Beijing is to multiply it sixfold."
"Understood."
"This one is five calves."
Ding Yuan laid out another five cards and said with a smile, "It looks very small, but it's a big card, and it also doubles six times."
I nodded.
Ding Yuan continued, "Look, this is the Golden Bull, full of flowers, which means it will be multiplied by 5. If it is four flowers, it will be the Silver Bull, which means it will be multiplied by 4."
“It’s really a big deal, and my mind is a bit confused.”
I touched my head, as if I had mixed up everything.
"You digest it first, I'm going to the bathroom."
Ding Yuan stood up and walked towards the door with graceful steps.
"Brother Yong, there are no cameras in your bathroom, right?"
"I don't care about taking pictures of people pooping or peeing." Tang Yong said angrily.
Ding Yuan walked out.
Fan Xingchen chuckled: "No matter how beautiful a woman is, her shit is smelly. I've seen a lot of secretly filmed videos, and they make me sick. But if I don't watch them for a while, I feel itchy inside."
Pan Keqing laughed: "Brother Chen, how long has it been since you appeared on camera? Aren't you afraid that the audience will forget you?"
"It doesn't matter. I've never been famous anyway. No matter how much my dad promotes me, I'm always lukewarm." Fan Xingchen's face was full of regret.
Pan Keqing said disdainfully, "Fan Xingchen, you're not popular because you have no acting skills. You can't do anything except act awesome. If it weren't for your dad, you'd be no better than an extra in Hengdian."
"You're right, I won't argue."
Despite being so provoked, Fan Xingchen didn't get angry.
But being able to take a joke doesn't necessarily mean you are an honest person.
Fan Xingchen actually asked me: "Mr. Dong, what do you think is the reason why I am not popular?"
"Call me Dong Hang."
I reminded him with concern, and then said, "Brother Chen, I think you are quite popular. You have appeared in at least a dozen movies and TV series.
You don’t need to imitate other people’s acting skills, as long as you stay true to yourself, there will be a place for you in the film and television industry.”
Fan Xingchen sighed, "I never thought that the person who understands me the most would be the person I met for the first time. Dong Hang, I have a really good impression of you. Come to my house to play cards later and find some internet celebrities and models to serve you."
"Where do you live?"
I seemed eager and asked eagerly.
Fan Xingchen lit a cigarette and said leisurely, "My family has multiple apartments. My parents live in the East Third Ring Road, and I live there too. I usually live in Guifu Academy, a large apartment of over 300 square meters. It feels more convenient than a villa."
Lin Chan actually responded, "Your academy is not as good as Nianhua Villa."
"That's it."
Fan Xingchen sighed, "When Nianhua Villa was first put on the market, my parents wanted to buy it, but unfortunately they weren't high enough to get it."
I feel very uncomfortable.
Because the large flat that Wang Lian is going to give me is right here in Nianhua Villa.
Lin Chan and Tang Yong seemed to be looking at me.
I won't regret my decision even if I don't go to see them.
Ding Yuan is back.
My hands are wet, proving that I have washed them.
He sat down and continued to explain the rules of bullfighting to me: "See? This is just an ordinary bullfight. It's the custom in Beijing. The bet is 3 times the amount."
I blinked and nodded.
"This is Bull 9, this is Bull 8, double that. If it's Bull 1 to Bull 7, it's even. Look at this, there's absolutely no Bull, win or lose is even."
Ding Yuan is like a good teacher teaching a poor student.
"Do you understand?"
"I almost remember it."
I looked towards Lin Chan.
Lin Chan smiled naturally, but there was a hint of doubt in her eyes.
I'm afraid she doesn't know either. I really don't understand it, or I'm just pretending.
"I'll remind you then."
"Sister Lin, I'll feel relieved if you can help me check."
After dinner.
After drinking tea to help digest the food, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.
We went to the west wing.
There are quaint yet luxurious bedrooms, as well as rooms similar to chess and card rooms.
But the mahjong table and multi-functional card table here look like they haven't been used for a long time.
Pan Keqing will not play.
Bullfighting involves five people.
Me, Lin Chan, Tang Yong, Ding Yuan, and Fan Xingchen.
"Do you want to use the poker cards I have, or go out and buy some?" Tang Yong asked with a smile.
"Brother Yong, we all believe that the poker here is fine, bring it over!"
Ding Yuan speaks in a variety of ways.
It looks like seduction, but it is more likely a natural expression.
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