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7.

——7 no generals.

The seventh-level contract, also known as "Grand Slam", is the highest contract in bridge, with a game win of 1500 points, and Gu Sheng directly called it to the top!

This means that in a game of 13 tricks, Gu Sheng and the dummy Song Zhao need to win all the tricks!

Song Zhao raised his head abruptly, and Ye Bin on the left finally couldn't hold back anymore. He ignored the rules of bridge and shouted at Jiang Cheng: "Jiang Shao! I will treat you to dinner tomorrow! It's not kind to win you brother!"

Jiang Cheng also walked over slowly, frowning: "What?"

Shen Wenchang also frowned and glanced at him. At first, Gu Sheng didn't feel like the kind of player who didn't know how to play indiscriminately, and the decision he made now was not at all like a person who is proficient in bridge would make. matter.Shen Wenchang can only guess that he wants to gamble big in the end, if he succeeds, he will succeed, if not, forget it.

This kind of mentality is extremely undesirable in the game, and any gambler with a little brain knows the truth.Moreover, Gu Sheng played steadily in the first few rounds, and he didn't seem to lose much, so he couldn't tell that he was someone who would act impulsively.

As soon as the 7NT contract came out, the other three players automatically passed, Gu Sheng was on the banker, Song Zhao spread out the cards he got, and arranged them in four rows according to the suit, Gu Sheng watched him show the cards silently, and finally said softly A "thank you".

——This is the politeness of the dummy in bridge playing for the dealer. It has nothing to do with status. Shen Wenchang said this to Ye Bin just now.However, it might be because Gu Sheng's voice was so soft and gentle, Song Zhao's ears felt hot when he heard it, as if a sparrow feather was scratching the back of his neck lightly, which was extremely provocative.

He stacked the cards, looked up at Jiang Cheng who was leaning over Gu Sheng's back, and withdrew his thoughts like an electric shock.

Shen Wenchang made the first attack.

Dummy doesn't need to play any cards, and the dealer decides which cards to take. Song Zhao really couldn't figure out why Gu Sheng would win 13 tricks—according to his bridge level, he usually completes a basic 3NT or 4S trick. They have more than enough energy to make a contract, and often won 8 tricks, and there is no way to move forward. It is too amazing for one person to sweep the whole game, and they don't even think about it.

Bridge is a test of logical reasoning and a certain amount of memory. Four people at the table can only see two hands: their own and dummy's.

Other information can be obtained through reasonable questioning and bidding, and the transparency of information is higher than that of any poker game.Experienced players can relatively easily complete some contracts with high reward points and moderate difficulty. Of course, the error rate is still high.

No one can be sure that the contract can be fulfilled. Even if four hands of cards are in front of them, it is still very difficult to find an optimal solution to maximize their own benefits.

——But Gu Sheng did it.

Song Zhao didn't even figure out the general distribution of their cards this round, or simply said that he hadn't recovered from the boastful seventh-level contract, so he listened to Gu Sheng calmly and calmly ordered him to fly twice. Card.

It was a shovel and a double.

Flying cards, as the most basic card-playing skill in the bridge game, make beginners dizzy at the very beginning, and when they can realize it proficiently and sensitively, it is at least above the level of experts.

Even if there is that foundation, it is not possible to apply it in every game.

For example, in Gu Sheng's first shovel, the dealer held a short suit of hearts with K, Q, and 10 in the direction of north and south—this card had appeared in their second game, when Gu Sheng held a short suit. A suit containing a single Jack can also complete a tackle, but Gu Sheng gave up bidding at that time.

——He was waiting for an opportunity, a chance to come back with one blow.

When Song Zhao thought of this, he took a little breath and stopped the hand that was taking the cards.

Gu Sheng was staring at the cards. He didn't wait for a long time for the card he wanted to be picked up, so he looked up at him with some doubts.

Then Gu Sheng smiled quietly.

It wasn't even a smile, it was just that the corners of his already beautiful slightly curved eyes were bent upwards, carrying a bit of arrogance that was completely opposite to the wind and dust.

arrogant.

It's like a lion returning to its own territory one day, sniffing its breath and patrolling the land.

...Song Zhao suddenly suspected that he was wrong many times. Maybe everything was an illusion of his nervousness. Gu Sheng probably didn't look at him at the time. The pressure of the grand slam and the need to concentrate made him It's hard for people to be distracted and take care of other things, but that smile really made Song Zhao think about it for a long time.

He didn't know why there was such a thing in Gu Sheng's eyes as an actor from the bottom.

Maybe that's why Jiang Cheng pursued him so hard.

When Gu Sheng placed the last card in his direction, Shen Wenchang didn't even realize that the game was over.

When Gu Sheng pushed away the chair and was about to stand up, he took back the cards in the middle of the card table as if suddenly awakened, and placed them upright in front of him according to the rules.

beautiful.It's just unbelievable.

The whole game was smooth and flowing, even to the point of thrilling.

At the beginning, Shen Wenchang thought that he couldn't make it no matter what, but when Gu Sheng won the tenth trick, he basically gave up.

——It wasn't that Shen Wenchang deliberately let him off the hook. In fact, if there was even a chance, the self-esteemed Commander Shen would not let Gu Sheng complete the contract.It was Shen Wenchang who smelled the decline from the tenth pier.

When Gu Sheng started to attack, he was planning for the future, maybe not the tenth trick, maybe from the ninth trick - or even earlier, the two defenders had already started to struggle meaninglessly, but Shen Wenchang hadn't thought of it at the time.

...Shen Wenchang didn't know how long it had been since he had encountered such an opponent. The opponent seemed effortless. He just knocked on the table silently while bidding. No one knew what was going on in his mind at that time.

Is he thinking how to win this game?

Or are you sorting out the way to complete each contract?

What is he thinking about?

For a moment, when Gu Sheng pushed away the chair and stood up, looked into Shen Wenchang's eyes and said "Concession", Shen Wenchang suspected that he hadn't actually thought about anything.

Maybe he just learned the rules, maybe he spent the first five rounds trying to figure out how to play his cards, maybe he didn't understand what he just did, maybe he was just intuitive.

He just did it according to his feeling.

—Of course, maybe he's out.

This last guess made Shen Wenchang feel a little better, he knew very well that he shouldn't care about young people, but it was still hard for him to accept that the poker game he was most proud of was overshadowed by someone like this.

No matter how he persuaded himself, he deeply understood one thing:

It's impossible for Gu Sheng to make money.

The place where the cards were played was in Shen Wenchang's own home, and all the people around were celebrities who had a close relationship with the Shen family. Gu Sheng came alone, and was interrupted by Jiang Cheng in the middle of the meeting, it was even more impossible for Gu Sheng to be there He played tricks under his nose.

This little actor has a much deeper background than he thought.

The referee brought the score sheet and asked the guests to check their scores. Ye Bin beat his chest and stomped his feet, feeling that he would be whipped by his father with a belt this time. Song Zhao frowned and looked at the scoring situation without saying anything. When it was Shen Wenchang's turn She was waved away by him, and then waved to Gu Sheng: "I will pay the full amount of the gambling money. Come here."

Shen Wenchang shook hands with the actor first, and then invited him to sit beside him and chat.

Gu Sheng was not very interested, and he was not in the mood to be disobedient, so he just sat back a little and nodded in return.

"Huh? Boss Gu looks very bookish, but his hand..." Shen Wenchang was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head to look at Gu Sheng's right hand that was clasped with him. His eyes had not settled yet, but the thin white hand with clear bones had already been withdrawn. Facing him, Gu Sheng curled his lips into a low smile.

"Commander Shen is laughing, Gu was born as a martial arts student." Gu Sheng smiled and put his hands away, explaining plainly and unintentionally, "It looks pretty when you play, and you have a lot of tricks, so it's inevitable for the class leader to play."

He is really easy-going and easy-talking when he comes into contact with people, his gentle appearance is very different from when he first came here.Shen Wenchang listened to it, and looked at the frail young man beside him in surprise: "Oh? Boss Gu is a martial arts student? Can you be lucky enough to see Boss Gu's fighting skills?"

"I've only learned a little superficial, and now I only remember the outline of the singing." Gu Sheng lowered his eyes, his brows were light, and at first glance, he seemed to be depressed.

This appearance is really beautiful and seductive, as if recalling the past, the sadness of helplessness and loneliness almost drips from those eyes, Shen Wenchang has seen countless people, he has tasted the coquettishness of singing girls and good women, he can't help it My heart froze, and my mouth became parched: "There's nothing to regret, Boss Gu's natural beauty and intelligence are enough, enough."

As he said that, he touched Gu Sheng's leg dishonestly, and dragged him towards him with his arms around his waist: "I don't know if Boss Gu has heard of the Blue Star Bridge Club, but Mr. Shen intends to play with you again... "

Ever since Shen Wenchang called Gu Sheng over, Jiang Cheng's eyes kept wandering to the side.

Song Zhao sipped his tea in a relaxed manner, and was talking with him about the economic and trade treaty with the Japanese: "... Kazuyuki Ida will come to China next month to meet Mr. Shen. I found out if this person has other interests. Kabuki. This is a good opportunity to make a fortune, do you see how I win over him?"

Jiang Cheng murmured inattentively, as if about to say something, he suddenly stopped, and turned his head to stare at the inside of the private room.

The Ida family in Japan has a lot of contacts with Shen Wenchang, and Song Zhao urgently needs Jiang Cheng to help him connect. Seeing his absent-minded look at this moment, he gets a little anxious, and he looks back at him, almost choking on the tea.

——Shen Wenchang was holding Gu Sheng in his arms, rubbing the actor's shoulder affectionately with one hand, the two of them were talking and laughing without knowing what they were talking about.

If Jiang Cheng's gaze could be condensed into substance, the hand on Gu Sheng's shoulder would have been dismembered and turned into a pool of minced meat on the floor of the hall.

Song Zhao subconsciously felt that something was wrong, Jiang Cheng had already stood up, his back blocked the chandelier on top of him, the cold hair on Song Zhao's back exploded the moment the shadow fell, and at the same time he nimbly grabbed him. : "Sit down! What are you doing! You are at Commander Shen's house..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Jiang Cheng swiped his backhand back, and a Mauser landed on his hand in the blink of an eye, loaded with a "click", and shot Shen Wenchang's right hand!

At such a close distance, less than half a meter apart, Jiang Cheng's carefully modified Mauser fired enough to blast half of Gu Sheng's shoulder blade and a section of Shen Wenchang's arm into the air!

The author has something to say:

Bridge is indeed played like this, the game is made up by me... I will write a more dickish (more reasonable) one when I do some research on the game...

Anyway, I don’t quite understand shovel flying and compound flying (laughing and crying), so I tried my best to write it like this (kneeling)