I was caught fishing at work, and I dragged the female CEO into the water with my backhand.

Niu Xiaojun discovered the pattern and shouted.

"Master Qin Xun..., what you mean is that Xia Ning and I have won and lost in rock-paper-scissors games with you, but Ye Lan has never won?"

Qin Xun nodded with satisfaction.

Niu Xiaojun may seem careless, but he is actually a kind-hearted person. He has been making fun of himself these days.

Be nicer to her next time and hit her less often.

Qin Xun clasped his hands together and smiled.

"Amitabha, exactly."

"I just gave myself a light. I am no longer a mortal. I am like a magic mirror."

"When ordinary people play rock-paper-scissors with me, their chances of winning or losing are normal, but those who are forsaken by heaven can only lose and never win."

Old Man Niu seemed to be thinking about something and didn't say anything.

Niu Xiaojun knew that his grandfather was an old fox and would not trust people easily. Especially after being cheated by fake masters several times, he was extremely wary of masters.

Before, there was a master who could put a large iron basin on the table and make a snake appear out of thin air, which scared his grandfather.

In the end, it was exposed by Master Jingwu and found to be just a trick.

The performance of conjuring a snake out of thin air is much more shocking than losing ten times in a row in rock-paper-scissors.

Niu Xiaojun took out his mobile phone and started calculating the probabilities, but he looked like an experienced man who couldn't figure it out.

After a while, she asked Xia Ning for help.

"Um...how do you calculate the probability of losing ten times in a row in rock-paper-scissors?"

Xia Ning thought for a while and said.

"The probability of losing a single time at rock-paper-scissors is two-thirds, and the probability of losing ten times in a row is two-thirds to the tenth power."

Niu Xiaojun lowered his head, staring blankly at the calculator on his phone, rolled his eyes, and handed the phone to Xia Ning.

"You count!"

Xia Ning pressed the calculator for a while, observed Mr. Niu's expression, and said.

"Grandpa Niu, the probability of losing ten consecutive times in rock-paper-scissors is 1.7308%."

There was no change in Mr. Niu's expression, and he seemed dissatisfied with the method of using rock-paper-scissors to prove that Ye Lan was a person abandoned by heaven.

Qin Xun noticed Mr. Niu's expression, waved his hand and said.

"What counts?"

"The probability that Ye Lan will lose to me today is 100%."

He stretched out his hand to signal Xia Ning and Niu Xiaojun to step back, walked up to Ye Lan, raised his fist and said.

"Ye Lan, do you dare to guess the number of punches with me a thousand times?"

Ye Lan was shocked.

"A thousand times?"

Qin Xun nodded.

Old Man Niu's eyes lit up slightly. He stared at the two of them without saying a word, and tacitly agreed to this method of proof.

Play rock-paper-scissors a thousand times in a row?

Ye Lan just returned to the capital yesterday. Even if she and Qin Xun conspired to practice rock-paper-scissors, they would not be able to cooperate a thousand times without mistakes in one night.

Qin Xun called out softly.

"rock-paper-scissors!"

The two of them took action at the same time.

Ye Lan lost!

Qin Xun shouted again.

"rock-paper-scissors!"

Ye Lan lost again!

Ye Lan was not convinced and shouted.

"Come again!"

Lost again.

"Come!"

Still lose!

"Come!!!"

Once again, and again and again, the two of them did it faster and faster, from once every three seconds at the beginning to almost once every second at the end.

Shockingly fast.

Qin Xun stopped shouting. Ye Lan was very excited and her voice was getting louder and louder.

"Come!!!"

"Come!!!"

"Come!!!"

After the two of them guessed for more than three minutes and almost two hundred times, Ye Lan's voice gradually became smaller.

"Come……"

"Come……"

“Come…ah…”

There was a sense of powerlessness in the voice.

five minutes later.

Ye Lan's eyes were red with tears welling up in them, and he swung his arms and punched mechanically.

“Come…come…come…”

Her eyes were empty, and her mind flashed through memories of her time with her mother. Her heart ached more and more, and her expression became more and more dull.

Xia Ning couldn't bear to watch any longer and turned his head away.

Niu Xiaojun wanted to interrupt them, but seeing that her grandfather was watching with great interest, she had to grit her teeth and talk herself out of it.

A small leak will sink a great ship.

Jingwu closed his eyes, moved the rosary beads in front of his chest, chanted silently, and prayed for poor Ye Lan.

But there was no effect.

Ye Lan lost again and again, over and over again.

Old Man Niu's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he wanted to stand up from the stool several times to cheer for the two people playing rock-paper-scissors.

About ten minutes later, Ye Lan couldn't help it anymore, tears rolled down her eyes, and she said in a trembling voice.

"I won't come... okay?"

"not coming!"

"I don't want to...come."

Qin Xun knew that Ye Lan's mentality had collapsed, so he gently put down his hand without looking at Old Man Niu to ask if he could stop.

This makes it seem like someone has forced Ye Lan into this state of embarrassment.

Qin Xun stared at Ye Lan's tearful eyes and said in a deep voice.

"Donor lady, can you come one last time?"

Ye Lan choked and nodded.

"it is good……"

She took a deep breath and said.

"Rock...Scissors..."

Before she could finish her words, she saw Qin Xun turn around and face away from her.

Qin Xun turned his back to Ye Lan and faced Old Man Niu. He opened his right hand in front of his chest and spoke to Old Man Niu.

"Grandpa Niu, what do you think I should do?"

Mr. Niu understood.

Qin Xun turned his back to Ye Lan and asked him to make a gesture for him to prevent the possibility of the two of them joining forces to commit fraud.

Seeing that Ye Lan had lost almost a thousand times, Old Man Niu had long believed in his heart that Ye Lan was a person abandoned by God, but it would be nice to be able to verify it once more with a new trick.

He reached out and closed three fingers on Qin Xun's open palm.

Made a scissors gesture.

Qin Xun confirmed the look with Old Man Niu and said with his back to Ye Lan.

"I'm ready!"

Ye Lan looked at Qin Xun's back. She knew she should lose, but she just wanted to win.

she yelled.

"rock-paper-scissors!"

She waved her hand and the cloth came out!

The palm is wide open, with five fingers stretched straight, full of momentum.

A slap on the face would definitely leave five scars.

Seeing this, Mr. Niu couldn't help but stand up.

He stared at Ye Lan in shock, his eyes flickering slightly, as excited as when he saw the birth of Niu Xiaojun's nine-pound fat granddaughter.

Qin Xun slowly turned around, revealing the scissor hands on his chest.

Ye Lan stared blankly at Qin Xun's scissor hands, squatted on the ground, buried her head between her knees and cried bitterly.

"So... I... I am... such an unlucky person!"

"me……"

She raised her head and looked at Qin Xun, her eyes filled with tears, and asked while sobbing.

"My mother...my mother...was it me who killed her?"

Qin Xun clasped his hands together and chanted a Buddhist name.

"Amitabha!"

"No."

He said it with certainty, but Ye Lan looked unconvinced.

"Although you are a person abandoned by heaven, your bad luck can only bring bad luck to yourself, but not to others."

"If she hadn't given birth to you, your mother would have passed away much earlier."

"so……"

He bent down, held Ye Lan's hand, and pulled her up with force.

"In a way, you extended your mother's life."

Ye Lan stared at Qin Xun and asked.

"You...didn't lie to me?"

Qin Xun clasped his hands together and said unhappily.

"I lied to your grandma!"

Ye Lan was stunned for a moment, lowered her head and cried, not daring to cry out loud, her shoulders shaking constantly.

When Mr. Niu heard the word "extend life", his heart moved slightly and he winked at the maid waiting beside him.

The maid walked up to Ye Lan with a tissue box, held her hands up, and asked her to take a tissue to wipe her nose and tears.

Xia Ning stared at the tissue box and completely relaxed.

Mr. Niu, this old fox, finally... got fooled?