Forces of Temptation

Jiang Zhengping was taken aback for a moment, and then his heart stirred again.

Could she really produce scissors honestly?

Since it is very likely that what she said was a lie, there are only two options left.

Is it stone, or cloth?

... But what if she was lying to herself, she couldn't say it out of her mouth, and induced herself to do something else, but in fact she wanted to produce scissors?

The natural distrust between the opposing sides pushed Jiang Zhengping further into a state of anxiety.

Although puzzled, Jiang Zhengping replied coldly, "Do you think I will believe you?"

"This..." Li Yinhang responded weakly, "...you'd better trust me."

Jiang Zhengping snorted: "In this round, I will play the scissors too."

Li Yinhang was taken aback for a moment: "Oh, that's very good."

Jiang Zhengping had already drawn up a blueprint of the plan in his chest.

False or not, she was just trying to trick herself into giving out stones.

And she will definitely release cloth when the time comes.

If I want to counter her, I just need to actually use the scissors.

When the time comes, I will follow the agreement and be able to win with dignity.

She failed to cheat, lost all dignity, and fell into a great inferiority. At that time, I could still sarcasm her a few words.

With the pride of seeing through the other party's careful thoughts, he followed Li Yinhang briskly and read aloud:

"--rock-paper-scissors."

In the next second, the corners of Jiang Zhengping's slightly raised lips froze.

... He made the scissors, and Li Yinhang made the rock.

Faced with such a result, Li Yinhang was stunned.

Her plan was actually quite simple.

I first deceived Jiang Zhengping, claiming to be out of scissors, and using this method of throwing stones to ask for directions, even if it can interfere with his judgment by three points, it is good.

If he believed his word, if he wanted to defend, he might play scissors; if he wanted to attack, he might play rock.

If he didn't believe what he said, there would be more twists and turns.

No matter rock, scissors, or paper, it is possible.

Combining these two categories, if you make your own stones, your winning rate will always be higher.

What she didn't expect was that the other party must do what he says, scissors will be produced when he says scissors, without adulteration at all, and Li Yinhang will feel a little bit guilty for winning.

After holding back for a long time, she sincerely uttered a compliment: "...you are so honest."

Jiang Zhengping: "..." Who are you scolding?

After holding back a mouthful of old blood, Jiang Zhengping's back was numb like a swarm of ants, and his heart seemed to be poured with a thin layer of boiling oil. It was completely chilled.

The two rounds passed quickly, and the match point was reached in a blink of an eye.

Jiang Zhengping's face was dark and unclear.

The Dai family brother next to him also had a stinky face.

These two newcomers have their tails cocked as soon as they came, which is really annoying. The two of them intend to let them suffer a setback, but they are now considered as a whole, and they are all damaged. The two brothers are not stupid enough to rejoice at their own fiasco. The point of encouragement.

Before the start of the third round, Wen Jiasheng held Jiang Zhengping back and whispered for a while.

Neither of them has the character of sitting still, and they must try to break through in this desperate situation.

On the other side, Li Yinhang's hands behind his back also trembled, repeating rock-paper-scissors repeatedly, so as to relieve the tense and blocked blood circulation through activities.

To be honest, Li Yinhang felt that his hand was not a great skill at all, but just clever.

The biggest use before was to compete with college bedmates on the issue of "who will get everyone's takeaway".

She doesn't even have a triple ax to use, because the rule in their dormitory is usually two out of three games.

She stood on tiptoe, leaning against the edge of the table, and shrugged forward, like a person standing on the edge of a cliff facing forward and back, and must do something to save herself from the abyss that could fall into the abyss at any time. rescued from an uneasy situation.

Her non-stop small movements made Shao Mingzhe, who was standing behind her watching the battle, shift his attention from Nanjixing, who was using her meatball head as a nest, to herself.

He looked at the two butterfly bones tightly clamped back in confusion, and curiously knocked on her door twice with his fingertips.

Shao Mingzhe asked generously: "What are you afraid of?"

Li Yinhang shrank his neck from the knock, and replied honestly: "I'm afraid of losing."

Shao Mingzhe didn't quite understand her anxiety: "You guys have a lot of points."

Li Yinhang: "Yes, we have many. But I'm still very afraid of losing."

...that's it.

Shao Mingzhe said: "If you want to win, I have a way."

Li Yinhang turned around: "What?"

Shao Mingzhe said: "You twisted his hands and fingers. He can only produce cloth."

Li Yinhang: "..."

Jiang Zhengping's face turned blue: "..." Where the hell did he come from?

He scolded: "You don't gamble, what does it have to do with you?"

Shao Mingzhe didn't listen to him at all, he didn't even bother to give him a look, and only looked at Li Yinhang.

However, Li Yinhang seemed to have been reminded of something, and lightly thumped his palm with his fist: "That's right, the rules don't say that you can't twist other people's fingers."

Jiang Zhengping: "..."

Shao Mingzhe took his hand out of his pocket, squeezed the leather of the glove with his knuckles, and made a soft creaking sound: "Do you need my help?"

Li Yinhang suddenly laughed out loud.

"Thank you." She looked back at Shao Mingzhe, "I'm just joking, I'm not nervous anymore."

Li Yinhang's best skill is to perceive good intentions, malice and the speaker's purpose.

Although Shao Mingzhe's proposal was cruel, it was in line with his straightforward understanding of "competition". The result he wanted in the end was also for her good.

Although she didn't intend to obey and implement it, she also thanked him for his kindness.

Shao Mingzhe was taken aback for a moment, staring at the corners of her raised mouth, and suddenly lost the will to stare openly.

When he looked away, he felt that his mood was inexplicable, and his tone was a little more evasive: "...it's up to you."

Unlike the loud conspiracy of the two, Jiang Zhengping returned to the gambling table after the two "Hong Ni" whispered briefly.

Li Yinhang continued to use her back-and-forth psychological confusion tactics: "This time, I will use the scissors."

But Jiang Zhengping, who was in a state of nothing outside his mind, completely ignored it, and only focused on watching the movement of Li Yinhang's fingers held up in front of him. At the same time, he supported his right wrist with his left hand, and his right hand was shaking regularly, beating the beat. .

He clenched his fists with a guilty conscience, and his index and middle fingers were slightly loose. It seemed that he was planning to pop out a pair of scissors at any time, or it was a purely confusing action.

"Stone."

"Scissors--"

In order to catch the landing point of "cloth", when the command "scissors" was read, Li Yinhang's hand behind his back passed out from his side.

Although she also clenched her fists tightly and shot very fast, her index finger and middle finger had already pushed out a section before reaching the landing point for the face-to-face PK with Jiang Zhengping.

Jiang Zhengping stared at the changes in her gestures, reacted quickly, and clenched his fists.

Li Yinhang's scissors hit his fist exactly like this.

With just this combination, Nanzhou saw the strategy of "Hongni".

——Jiang Zhengping was observing Li Yinhang's subtle gesture changes at the moment of his throw, and wanted to fight her reflexively.

This happened to be Li Yinhang's weakness.

Li Yinhang obviously also discovered this.

Because in the fourth game, she resolutely gave up the action of "drawing her hand from behind", which easily exposed her purpose, and completely imitated Jiang Zhengping's posture, holding the other wrist with one hand, relaxing her fingers, fisting and Jiang Zhengping Instead, he tried his best to confuse Jiang Zhengping's judgment.

However, Li Yinhang is good at endurance, but really not good at nerve reflexes.

The moment her finger changed direction, Jiang Zhengping immediately changed his strategy.

Stone against cloth, Li Yinhang lost again.

Under the premise that it can be predicted, the role of all theories will come to naught.

Fate came aggressively, then walked in a torrent, shuttling back and forth between the two.

The two reached the match point respectively, and reached the point where the game was decided.

This time, Li Yinhang changed his strategy again.

She clenched her fist with her left hand, and at the same time she firmly blocked her right hand in front of her left hand, trying to block Jiang Zhengping's sight.

Jiang Zhengping sneered in his heart.

Li Yinhang's stature is indeed considered to be medium-tall among human girls, but in his eyes, he is just a little hen.

He is at a high point, and he can clearly capture all the subtle movements of her half-hidden left hand.

He focused on Li Yinhang's left hand, calmly cut open her flesh with his eyes, analyzed the direction of every muscle inside, and looked forward to his own victory.

In the silent flash, the two shot at the same time.

One side is silent, and the other side is full of ambition.

However, this time, Li Yinhang did not use her left hand.

... She used the right hand that was in front of her left fist.

Cloth to cloth, the two tied.

Before Jiang Zhengping could wake up from the astonishment, Li Yinhang immediately seized the opportunity and suddenly accelerated the speed of reporting the password.

"rock-paper-scissors!"

She recited the five characters tightly without gaps. Jiang Zhengping was caught off guard and had no choice but to fight hastily.

He no longer had the time to observe the muscles in Li Yinhang's hands, and was forced to punch, retract, and punch again with her in a very short period of time.

The two drew two games in a row at an extremely fast speed.

This is a confrontation with no brains, no strategy, and pure luck.

Like a bloody river, it surged like a roaring river, but at the moment when the winner was really decided, the brakes were suddenly stopped, and everything was completely silent.

Silence.

There was a long silence all around, and even her heartbeat was slowed down.

It wasn't until a whistle blew that she woke up like a dream, and looked at the scissors she was holding stiffly in mid-air.

Jiang Zhengping had already retracted his fist, and leaned back on his seat with a face full of contentment. Only the slightly white traces of sweat on his forehead could be seen shaking his mind under the high-frequency stimulation of the last round.

Hit the ground running.

Although they got off to a bad start, they won in the end.

In this last uncalculated match, it was his luck that prevailed.

Li Yinhang suffered three losses and two wins.

Li Yinhang leaned back and sat down on the soft armchair.

When her thumping heart stopped, there were bursts of pain and regret, which made her unable to lift her head.

She lost 5 ah.

This is their biggest loss since entering the casino.

Li Yinhang, who lost her points, was so sad that she wanted to cry, but she knew that she couldn't be too depressed, so before everyone spoke to comfort him, she reluctantly raised her head and tried to show everyone a sorry smile.

Shao Mingzhe thought, she was unhappy.

He looked at Jiang Zhengping again.

... If I knew it, I would have broken his fingers.

"Rumeng" now has the upper hand, so naturally he refuses to rest, and wants to take advantage of the victory to pursue.

The person who drew the "King" in the third round was Yuan Mingqing.

He was holding the Joker card representing the Supreme Order, but he didn't immediately arrange a bet.

He thought of the last short meeting they had together before the game officially started.

"When the game officially starts, I will propose three rounds and one change of cards, that is to say, except for the first round which is a blind guess, we can shuffle the cards according to the dealer in the next two rounds, more or less memorizing a few cards. You can know which cards some people will get in the next round. Therefore, in order to make it easier for us to arrange the game after we draw the 'King', let's talk about a gamble that you are good at."

After making this request, Jiang Fang took the lead in expressing his opinion: "In my case, as long as it is a prop in the casino, anything is fine."

Nan Zhou said: "I can do anything. I can learn. However, if it is a little more secure, you can arrange for me to compete in strength competitions."

Li Yinhang embarrassedly touched the tail of the Antarctic star that was leaking from the corner of the ball's head: "I... am not very good at anything, but I will try my best. If you want me to play, try to arrange some simple rules for me... "

Yuan Mingqing gave the shortest answer: "Anything."

Finally, it was the turn of Chen Sufeng who joined the team last.

He said, "I don't know much about gambling. But since it's a game, you should be able to bet on anything, right?"

"If there is a dangerous and simple game that can test physical fitness, I can give it a try. For example, set up a steel wire, walk from 'Douzhuan' to the opposite upstairs, and see who falls first and dies— — This kind of gamble, you can arrange for me to try it.”

He smiled palely: "I know, I'm in a bad mood right now. You can use my mood as you like, and I have no opinion."

Even with his eyes closed, Yuan Mingqing could still feel the heat of several gazes on him.

God knows, the last thing he wants to draw is the "King" card.

He expressed his refusal to join "Rumeng" in advance. From another perspective, it also saved time for the program group, allowing them to give up their bets on themselves as soon as possible, and quickly find other people to fill the vacancy of "Rumeng".

He has been silently seeking a balance, trying to make his behavior, from a high-dimensional perspective, a kind of benign interpretation.

But now it was the third round, and he had already figured out what cards some people had. He couldn't pretend to be stupid, but he didn't want to favor "Cubic Ark" so that Gao Wei hated him even more.

He was going back after all.

So, how to plan a relatively reasonable and fair gamble, so that neither side will be offended, but the "Cubic Ark" will have a greater chance of winning?

After some prudent thinking, the "king" Yuan Mingqing, who was in the torment of the splint, let out a sigh of relief.

"I choose 4 and 7."

"The gambling method in this round is Russian roulette."

"The bet is... 0."