My old enemy from my previous life shared a bedroom with me

Standing there, Qin Yuan had obviously taken a shower, and changed into a short-sleeved beige home dress. The texture could not be seen, but the drape was excellent and the tailoring was fine. Among the big pants and small vests that filled the corridor, It doesn't fit in with the surrounding mess.

Just when everyone thought he would coldly refuse, he nodded and walked into Bai Jing's bedroom.

Standing by the table, he quietly stared at the boy opposite Ruan Qingmu without saying a word.

The boy stared at him for a long time, and finally came to his senses: "...Come on, boss, sit down!"

He jumped up quickly, looked at Qin Yuan's spotless clothes, and hurriedly wiped the table in front of him again.

At the door, Fu Songhua held a stack of exercise books and looked at the monitor's back resentfully.

Hey, what's the answer to the homework?Why go to class 9 to play cards, really want to play, can't they make up four of them in class 1?

Bai Jing sat on the poker table tremblingly, looked at the senior boss: "Yes, you know how to beat eggs, right?"

Qin Yuan shook his head, his quiet eyes shone brightly: "No."

Bai Jing and Dui Jia scolded in pain: "What the hell are you doing!?"I finally finished explaining the rules to a novice just now, do I have to say it again?

He wanted to ask for a replacement, but when he looked up and saw Xueba's serious eyes, no one dared to say it.

Bai Jing had no choice but to briefly explain the rules, and then started dealing the cards again: "Come on, learn while playing. Friendship comes first, be merciful."

What he meant was to tell his opponents that it would be boring to win too many novices, but Ruan Qingmu answered with a careless expression, "Well, the first time you fight, I will let you Yours."

Qin Yuan gently raised his narrow and sharp phoenix eyes, took a serious look at him, and nodded: "Yes."

Bai Jing and his opponent: "..."

If it weren't for the fact that these two couldn't be provoked, anyone who dared to talk like that at the poker table would be beaten to death!

Sure enough, the two bosses were indeed novices, and they had never played this kind of trickery before.The cards were played very slowly in the first game, and sometimes I would stop to check the rules again.

In the second set, Bai Jing and the others advanced three levels in a row, directly reaching 5.

After that, the two big players played cards much faster, won once, and barely caught up with 3.

In another set, the headwind came back to catch up to 5.

When the next round of cards was played, Ruan Qingmu finished drawing the cards, swept them hastily, and looked at Qin Yuan opposite, with a strange smile: "Let's start?"

The calm Xueba classmate on the opposite side frowned, held the cards in his hands with his slender fingers, and replied in a tacit understanding that no one else could understand: "Yes, yes."

After that, Bai Jing and his opponent went crazy.

Until the two big guys hit K, they never hit the number 8.

"Damn, how lucky are you guys? Why do you have 3 and 2 and he also has [-], why you can definitely catch his cards!" Bai Jing yelled.

The boy at his house put his legs up on the stool, shuffling the cards frantically over and over again: "I don't believe it yet, they can always be lucky, day!"

Unconvinced, the swearing that I would never dare to swear at the boss also burst out.

Ruan Qingmu watched him shuffle the cards with his hands on his sleeves, and lazily said, "Luck ass, we played well, understand?"

Huang Ya has been standing behind him looking at the cards, a little confused and afraid to speak out.

You said it was luck, but Ruan Qingmu also held a few very common cards in his hand, you said he played well, but the two of them are obviously novices, playing cards is not in accordance with common sense.

It seems that somehow, it happened to match up with the opponent's card, and there were so many times of sideways hits!

Nima, is there a novice protection period for playing cards? ...

In the last set, the two big shots hit the final A.Looking at Ruan Qingmu's cards, Huang Ya began to shake her head frequently: "Tsk tsk, I'm dead."

This hand of cards is bad, there is nothing left except for a pair of small bombs, and the right to play cards is almost hopeless, so he can only follow the previous Bai Jing and sneak away a few small cards.

"Hey, hey, this one can't come out!" Seeing that Ruan Qingmu was about to shoot out the only bomb, Huang Ya was anxious, "Keep it, really, listen to me!"

In order to help the opponent block the attack, he played the only big card in this way, leaving a straight, what's the matter.

Ruan Qingmu didn't hear it at all, and threw four 7s out casually: "Boom!"

Qin Yuan on the opposite side raised his head and took a deep look at him with some kind of inquiry.

Ruan Qingmu immediately raised her head and looked at him.

The eyes of the two people separated immediately, but for some reason, the people next to them felt something strange.

It was as if they were exchanging some kind of tacit agreement, making an agreement that only they could understand.

Going on, Qin Yuan's playing cards can be described as flowing, one by one, one pair, one by one, under the slender fingers, and Fu Songhua is also anxious: "Boss, stop, stop, you can't do this!"

Your own card is good to go first, and if the opponent's card is the last game, A can't make it through!

A novice is a novice, he only cares about his own enjoyment, and doesn't think about how bad the opponent's cards are!

Qin Yuan didn't lift his eyelids, and his beautiful phoenix eyes drooped slightly: "Bomb five jacks, anyone want it? No one wants it, then Shun Zi, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10."

He put down the last five cards in his hand, his beautiful fingers were clearly knuckle, and he showed the cards slowly: "The upstream is over."

"Hey!" Fu Songhua couldn't stop him, and slapped his thigh. The boss is too reckless. Seeing that the opponent has only 5 cards left, he actually left a straight. Please, how can it be so coincidental, the opponent Could it really be connected, and Bai Jing didn't snipe?

Bai Jing stared at Ruan Qingmu, and sneered: "I still don't believe you are Shunzi, pass!"

Ruan Qingmu looked at him, with a smile that was not a smile: "If you want it, you can't afford it."

He raised his hand and leisurely threw the remaining cards on the table: "9, 10, J, Q, K. The second game is over."

……

Bai Jing's family boy was crazy: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

He still has a lot of good cards in his hand, Qin Yuan can't stop it, and it's not a matter of minutes to crush Ruan Qingmu to death, why did he call them one upstream and one second, and beat the final round? !

Bai Jing jumped up: "I rely on you to think I don't want to block? I didn't bomb."

Fu Songhua stared dumbfounded at the cards on the table, and suddenly asked: "Boss, you, did you keep a straight on purpose?"

Huang Ya who was behind Ruan Qingmu was equally shocked: "Brother Ruan, where did you get the mysterious confidence to think that he will definitely keep a straight for you?"

With a smile on Ruan Qingmu's face, she was in a good mood, and said casually: "Of course. He will never leave me alone."

Onlookers: "..."

Damn, this mouth full of weird taste, like being stuffed with a strange breed of dog food.

Qin Yuan stood up, stretched his neck a little, and responded calmly: "Yeah. He must be a straight in the end, and it should be relatively big. I split the cards and formed a small straight for him. A win-win approach.”

The boys watching the game all around stared at him blankly, Fu Songhua looked at him in a daze: "Why must it be Shun Zi, and it is bigger?"

If there are five cards left, it means a straight. Where is this?

Ruan Qingmu looked at him like he was looking at a fool: "Are you stupid? The front is marked like that, what else can I keep except Shunzi? All the numbers 8 are out, but the 10, J, Q and K have not been finished, if I am a straight, at least it must start with a 9, and I must be able to catch it.”

Bai Jing yelled: "How do you know that 8 is over?"

Ruan Qingmu was even more surprised, and looked at him: "Don't you remember the cards? You played three 8s at the beginning, I played a pair, Qin Yuan played a pair, and he has an 8 with a straight in his hand." , doesn’t it mean that all 8 cards are out in the open?”

People next to him: "o((⊙﹏⊙))o......."

It's getting old, and remembering cards is a common thing, but it's mainly about big and small ghosts and big cards. Who the hell lost a few 8s!

Qin Yuan nodded: "Yes, that's it, it's very simple."

Everyone collapsed again: "..."

Simple ass!

Ruan Qingmu answered the words very smoothly: "Since there is a high probability of a straight in my hand, why don't you take a gamble?"

Qin Yuan replied indifferently: "The probability is between 60-70%, which is considered a high probability event, not a gambling."

Fu Songhua stared blankly at the monitor: "What is 60%?"

Qin Yuan frowned: "Didn't you also learn some probability theory in advance? Bringing in a simple model is nothing more than a permutation and combination. The cards are ever-changing, so it can only be regarded as an approximate range."

Ruan Qingmu answered again: "What the hell is a model? Look at the card type, and then memorize the cards, you can almost count them. I guess it's so simple."

The onlookers stood or sat blankly, looking at the two big men.

After a long while, Bai Jing looked at the students around him: "What are they talking about?"

Everyone's heads shook like rattles: "It seems to be speaking Chinese, but I can't understand."

Bai Jing looked at Ruan Qingmu faintly: "Brother Ruan, I think Mr. Qin is talking about mathematics, but you seem to be talking about fooling around."

Ruan Qingmu smiled brightly: "Yes, yes, I'm Huyou. Is it surprising that you can still beat your crying father and mother by relying on Huyou?"

Bai Jing bitterly accused the boy at home: "Is it really okay for the two big brothers to do this? We agreed to let us? 55555 is a lie."

Qin Yuan stood up with a serious face: "Give it up, otherwise you won't be able to hit 8."

Ruan Qingmu agreed with a look of agreement: "Yes, I should die when I reach 6."

Bai Jing slammed his head on the table and grabbed the ground with his head vigorously, expressing that he did not want to speak.

Fu Songhua suddenly felt a little suspicious of life.

What kind of fantasy direction is this? Who is the novice?It's obvious that two kings opened a trumpet to form a team to torture the bronze rookie in Xinshou Village, right?

In addition to card luck, of course you have to count cards and remember cards. Strategy, mental arithmetic and memory are all very important. Their squad leader quickly entered the situation, and it’s fine if they can strategize. How do you feel that this scumbag student is not at all behind? Woolen cloth?

It must be a hallucination, this soft balsa wood must have been illuminated by the halo of a top student, and it was their squad leader who took him to fly.

The classmates in their class have said it themselves, he is a big fool at all! !

……

When Ruan Qingmu and Qin Yuan returned to 106 from the fourth floor, they had just caught up with the lights being turned off.

In the dark, Ruan Qingmu hurriedly took a shower and climbed onto the bed.

Qin Yuan sat against the wall in the dark, watched him come up, and turned on the small charging desk lamp casually.

These days, the two of them didn't discuss any more, but they both formed a wordless tacit understanding. After turning off the lights at night, they turned on the small desk lamp and read a book together on the bed for a while.

It is easy to see the dim light in the dormitory outside the window on the first floor. Qin Yuan found a thick bed sheet, added a layer of curtains before turning off the lights, and carefully sewed the window around, so 10:30 After that, they spread the table lamps on the upper floor, and it will be difficult for the housekeeper to find out.

Every night, Ruan Qingmu looked at her English and Chinese, while Qin Yuan made a small bed table and did her own competition questions on it.

Ruan Qingmu doesn't like to ask people questions, she always reads and memorizes silently by herself, and Qin Yuan will not take the initiative to ask him what he doesn't understand, so the days when he sits very close to each other through the mosquito net and reads and reviews together in silence, It seems like a long time has passed.

But tonight, both of them seemed to be a little absent-minded while reading.

Qin Yuan didn't turn over the book in hand for a long time, and Ruan Qingmu didn't finish finishing the English paper in front of him.

Ruan Qingmu was stunned for a while, then suddenly patted her face, and began to concentrate on doing the paper.

Forcing myself to concentrate is still effective. After 10 minutes, the remaining questions are quickly finished.

Qin Yuan beside him suddenly stretched out his hand and took his paper: "Let me take a look for you."

Under the dim small desk lamp, he looked stern but focused, and the pen in his hand accidentally drew a circle on some topics.

The pens commonly used by students are black signature pens. Except for a few girls who love stationery, they will buy some special colored inks to use with fountain pens. Boys rarely use fountain pens.

And Qin Yuan always used a black pen with clusters of small golden sword feathers engraved on it, which looked low-key but delicate.

After a while, he returned the paper to Ruan Qingmu: "I marked the wrong place for you, but I didn't give the correct answer. You can try to do it again now."

Ruan Qingmu said "Oh", took it, re-studied it for a while, scribbled the answer again, redid the two clozes that Qin Yuan drew with wavy lines, and handed it to him again.

Qin Yuan glanced silently, and the surprised light flashed in his eyes.

"If you are wrong, you can try to make a collection of wrong questions, cut it out and stick it on the notebook. Although it is a bit troublesome, it is still effective." He pondered for a while.

Ruan Qingmu replied casually: "No need, I will remember."

Qin Yuan took a deep breath, and finally said in a deep voice, "You are also good at counting cards."

Ruan Qingmu looked at him with bright eyes: "Of course, who am I?"

In his previous life, he was a little devil known for his cunning and wisdom. Even those enemies who hated him to death, no one dared to despise him just because he was young and weak.

"So, don't you want to do some math?" Qin Yuan turned his head and looked at him solemnly.

Ruan Qingmu laughed loosely: "You can learn math well if you know how to count cards, right?"

Qin Yuan looked at him deeply: "You can definitely."

Ruan Qingmu didn't reply, but her legs swayed involuntarily when she was sitting cross-legged, a little proud of herself.

Qin Yuan didn't want to let go of this topic: "Not many people can quickly master a new card in a few minutes, and not many people can remember how many 10s were played in the whole game. If you played a few 8s, then you should also remember all the other cards. Right?"

Ruan Qingmu smiled slyly: "You can do it too?"

Qin Yuan looked at him and said slowly: "So I am the first in my grade, so I can win the prizes in those competitions."

He didn't say the rest, but the meaning couldn't be clearer.

Since you are like me, if I can do it, why can't you?

Ruan Qingmu's eyes narrowed slightly, and there seemed to be a little sharp light inside: "Squad Leader Qin, you are here again. In this world, wouldn't it be very boring if everyone took the same path?"

Qin Yuan was silent.

Yes, he passed over again.

"Are you going to live upstairs next week?" Qin Yuan said abruptly in the silence.

It was almost twelve o'clock, and the whole boys' dormitory fell into silence. The boys on all floors were already snoring in their dreams.

Ruan Qingmu looked down at the paper in her hand, and smiled for a while pretending to be relaxed: "Yes, Old Jane said that when my legs recover, I will go back to the dormitory of our class."

The black pen in Qin Yuan's hand was spinning mechanically, and the clusters of small golden feathers shone brightly.

The dim yellow desk lamp shone on his handsome face, as if the ice and snow on the distant mountains had been coated with a beautiful glow, quiet and indifferent.

Are you leaving?Not only left the race class, but moved up a few floors.

But if it was so easy and without nostalgia, why did this person come over and get so close to him?

So close that you can touch it, so close that every night when you suddenly wake up from a dream, you can see the face in the dream when you turn your head.

Under the peach blossom tree, the angry horse in fresh clothes is in high spirits.

...can you not move?

After a long time, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have said this sentence out of his mouth.

"Can you not move out?" In the quiet bedroom, he heard himself hoarsely asking in a low voice.