Sparrow God Reborn

Hao Meng came to Yanyang's club the next morning.

The name of the club is "Little Swallow Club". Hao Meng couldn't believe her eyes when she first saw it. She really didn't know how such a kindergarten name would be regarded as a "high-end club" by Mrs. Zheng and her group, and they were attracted by it .

He walked in, because it was morning and the water bar on the first floor was closed, so Hao Meng went directly to the training room on the second floor.As soon as he entered, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows. The front desk, lobby, leisure area and training room were all organized in an orderly manner, which was much more professional than the kindergarten style he imagined with a bunch of balloon toys.

Yan Yang was looking for something in the drawer at the front desk, when he saw Hao Meng coming, he called him over, gave him a sign to hang around his neck, and said, "This is the coach qualification certificate, come here and sign it."

Hao Meng: "...Okay." He was pushed out to become a coach, but he hasn't changed his mind yet.But there are not many people in the training room, and there are only a few waiters in the outer hall, which looks very deserted.

"It's hot recently, and everyone doesn't want to come here. After a few days, you'll know that our place is very lively." Yan Yang saw Hao Meng's thoughts and explained proactively.

Hao Meng didn't quite believe his statement, and felt that normal people would not choose a club called "Little Swallow Club" to play.

His eyes swept around, and suddenly he was caught by something on the glass cabinet at the front desk.

There are a bunch of trophies and certificates on the glass cabinet. If you look carefully, you will find that they are the results of unprofessional competitions whose names you have never heard of.There are also some photos with professional players.But Hao Meng didn't pay attention to this. There was a wooden box with a shallow mouth on the top. The box was opened and placed at an angle. It was just enough to see what was inside. It was a pair of sapphire-colored mahjong tiles.

"This..." Hao Meng's eyes gradually froze.

"I can't see it, do you still have a little sense?" Yan Yang said in surprise: "It can be seen from this, this pair of mahjong has been here for almost a year, and everyone thinks it is a pair of mahjong, how did you know it is jade?" made?"

Yu made it?

Hao Meng's heart jumped, he pretended to be calm and said, "I'm a carpenter, a craftsman, I can tell, Boss Yan, can I touch this mahjong set?"

Although Yan Yang is a pampered young man, he is surprisingly talkative, as if he didn't take it to heart, he opened the cupboard and took out the mahjong set, and threw it in front of Hao Meng: "Touch it!"

Hao Meng's heart trembled when he saw his actions. These are the family heirlooms that Mao Hu used to worship every day. He washed his hands every night and talked to them. They were cleaned and maintained regularly. Every mahjong tile was It is Mao Hu's heart and soul.Now it is like an exhibit for people to watch, and it is replayed by such a careless person, Hao Meng is about to cry.

His fingertips trembled slightly, and he touched the fifth card in the first row on the top with ease, turned it over and looked, and almost didn't pick it up in one breath.

At once!yes!That!vice!

"Huh, you actually got this card?" Yan Yang lay on the front desk, looking at the card in Hao Meng's hand.

The mahjong tile in Hao Meng's hand is a "Yaoji".But this "Yaoji" is different from the normal "Yaoji".The "Yaoji" in Hao Meng's hand, under the bird pattern, there is a bunch of small circles, if the guess is right, it should be "egg".

Yan Yang looked at Hao Meng: "Why are you so calm? You're not surprised at all?"

Hao Meng thought to herself, because this pile of "eggs" was drawn by me!When I was young and ignorant, I used a carving knife to add a few eggs to "Yaoji". In the end, I was beaten by Mao and fled from East Street to West Street, and was fined to draw [-] pictures of "Yaoji" , It was his childhood nightmare.

His masterpiece is still there, which means that this is the jade mahjong handed down from the master.

Hao Meng was a little confused.

Yu Mahjong was sold by Maohu when he was hospitalized, in order to raise money for Maohu's surgery.Before the prize money of the mahjong competition came down, Mao Yihu was hospitalized with the money from selling jade mahjong.At first, Hao Meng went to the evaluation center to do a value evaluation, but the estimated value was too low for him. Later, a seller was willing to pay a high price for this jade mahjong, and Hao Meng saw that the price was right before selling it.

I didn't expect to see it here in Yanyang.

Hao Meng pretended to be casual and asked: "Boss Yan, how did this mahjong come about?"

"My brother bought it."

"Yan Ze?"

"Yes," Yan Yang shrugged, "I heard that it cost a lot of money, but I don't think this mahjong is worth that much. I don't know what he thinks."

In all fairness, although this piece of jade mahjong is valuable, it is not particularly astonishing. The jade material is not good enough, and the time is not old enough. It is said to be valuable because Maohu has been boasting, and it is indeed very emotional.

Hao Meng thought, that's not right, it was a middle-aged man who bought Jade Mahjong, not Yan Ze.Why did she suddenly become Yan Ze?

Did the seller resell this mahjong?

Anyway, Hao Meng wanted to redeem this Jade Mahjong painting again in the vast crowd.After all, it is a family heirloom of the teacher's family, and Mao Hu didn't know that he sold this mahjong until his death.

So now comes the problem, this Hao Meng is poorer now than when he was Ding Yuan!

This is very embarrassing, how to redeem?Sell ​​yourself? !

Hao Meng reluctantly watched Yan Yang put the mahjong back into the cupboard. When he was in a daze, someone patted his shoulder from behind. Looking back, Fang Dahai and Mrs. Zheng came over.

Fang Dahai said: "Okay, this place is not bad, it's quite big, and it's stylish!"

"Of course!" Yan Yang proudly said, "I'll open you a membership card later." He is generous, rich and self-willed, giving it to everyone he meets.

Hao Meng looked behind and asked, "Where's gentle?"

"I went grocery shopping." Fang Dahai stared at Hao Meng's chest: "Hey, all the cards are on, efficient."

"You go to the training room and have a look. The coaches are resting there." Yan Yang said, "I'll go out right away and come back later, Hao Meng, familiarize yourself with the environment." He patted the two silver cards on the table Come on, go downstairs first.

"What are you doing in a daze? Let's go." Fang Dahai urged Hao Meng.

Hao Meng had no choice but to look at the jade mahjong in the cupboard with infinite reluctance, and walked in with Fang Dahai.

The training room is very standardized. The Yan family should be very rich, and the venue is large enough. There are separate rooms, and there are dozens of them.Each room is equipped with a mahjong machine, and the further you walk in, the voices of people can be heard inside, and the three of Hao Meng stopped at the door.

At the end of the corridor of the single training room is a large room, big enough to accommodate hundreds of people, more like a reception desk.There are some people sitting on the sofa inside, with "cards" hanging on their chests, they should be the coaches here.There are also several mahjong machines in the middle. At this moment, in front of the most central mahjong machine, the game on the table is in a mess. A short man is standing with his head bowed. There are three people standing opposite him. The leader is a man wearing a vest and shorts. The young man, with a scorpion tattooed on his arm, was taking out money from his wallet. It seemed that he had emptied the wallet, and he handed it over tremblingly, saying, "Brother Jia, that's all..."

The tattooed man took it, counted the money, laughed, and suddenly threw a pile of money at his face, cursing: "You sent a beggar!"

The little man didn't make a sound, but the tattooed man slapped him again, spitting on the little man's face.

The other coaches in the room were indifferent, playing with their mobile phones by themselves, some stared at the scene in front of the table, seemed to want to step forward to persuade them, but gave up after hesitating for a while, and some simply watched the show.

Another yellow T-shirt next to the tattooed man said: "Cheng Xiaoshuang, you owed Brother Jia money before, so forget it if you win today, and double the loss if you lose. Where do you get the confidence to win Brother Jia? Or do you think your The level is already high? You owe more and more money, don’t gamble if you don’t have money, according to the rules, you should drink urine.”

Among the coaches who were watching the show, there was a burst of laughter immediately.

What kind of smoky club is this?

"Fuck him with a small cake, this mother is too bullying!" Fang Dahai couldn't see it: "If you lose money, you lose money. It's too much to do this." He was about to step forward.

Mrs. Zheng, who had been watching coldly, suddenly opened her mouth and said, "What are you bullying?"

Fang Dahai and Hao Meng looked at Mrs. Zheng together.

Mrs. Zheng stared at the room, her voice had a kind of indifference that didn't match her age: "Weak people don't deserve sympathy. If you don't want to be bullied, try to become stronger. Since you can't become stronger, don't blame others for wanting to be bullied."

Fang Dahai frowned, and taught him a lesson: "Why are children not cute at all? Let me tell you..."

While speaking, another exclamation came from the room, and I saw the yellow T-shirt and another man, who were just starting to press the little man named Cheng Xiaoshuang on the crotch of the tattooed man, and some even raised their mobile phones to take pictures. The most important thing is to make Cheng Xiaoshuang drink urine.

Fortunately, there is no woman in this room, otherwise it would be really ugly.

Cheng Xiaoshuang was held down, her humiliated eyes turned red.

"I'm really speechless." A cold voice sounded in the room, which was by no means low. Everyone in the room was stunned, and all looked towards the door.

Hao Meng and Fang Dahai also looked at Mrs. Zheng in surprise.

Mrs. Zheng swept across the people in the room contemptuously, and her eyes fell on the three men with tattoos. The childish voice was clear and clear, but even a fool could hear the sarcasm in it.

He said: "Dare to be arrogant when you think you are playing well, you are really a bunch of scum."

The house was quiet.

"Who the hell are you?" Huang Tixie yelled first.

"Are you... new here?" Another person asked hesitantly.

The tattooed man's eyes flashed, and he suddenly smiled. He touched an exaggerated gold ring on his finger, and looked at Hao Meng and the three of them: "Oh, you are the newcomers that Boss Yan 'personally' picked out yesterday?" He gritted hard. The word "in person" was omitted.

"Yes, scum." Zheng Tai said coldly.

"What the hell are you talking about?" The tattooed man's face changed, and the two people beside him began to walk over.

"Didn't you just say that you play mahjong very well, and ordinary people don't have the confidence to beat you?" Mrs. Zheng asked without changing her expression, "Do you dare to bet with me?"

The tattooed man was taken aback and asked, "What do you mean?"

"One game, the bet is still yours just now." Mrs. Zheng said.

The tattooed man was startled at first, then he laughed out loud as if he had heard some funny joke, and pointed at Mrs. Zheng, "Stinky boy, is it up to you?"

"Of course I can't." Mrs. Zheng said calmly, "I'm still underage. It's not me who bet with you, it's my teacher." He looked at Hao Meng at the door.

Hao Meng: "..."

Fuck, why him again?

Everyone's unkind eyes immediately shifted from Mrs. Zheng to Hao Meng.

"You are his teacher?" The tattooed man laughed: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

I'm afraid it will be useless, Hao Meng said silently in her heart.In the eyes of everyone, he had no choice but to stand up and walk in until he reached the poker table.

Cheng Xiaoshuang's face was full of tears, trembling with fear.The trio of tattooed men is amazing.

Under the unfavorable atmosphere, Hao Meng calmly moved Cheng Xiaoshuang away and sat down in Cheng Xiaoshuang's place.

He said: "Mrs. Zheng, I have never taught you as a trainee teacher. I am afraid that your father will scold me for not doing anything with a salary, so I will give you a formal class today."