Chapter 114: The gaming experience is gradually upgraded
“I haven’t fully experienced the weather with snowflakes blooming yet… I’m crazy!”

Zhang Yuan sang a song, pushed the cards casually, and deliberately showed an arrogant smile to his opponent Wang Fei.

Wang Fei looked at his cards.

I haven't even started to feel it properly yet, and you're already messing around?

"Sometimes. Sometimes."

"I will believe that everything has an end... Hu."

Wang Fei: There’s no end to it. It’s endless.

"But I do, sometimes."

"I'd rather choose to linger and not let go... Let me go now!"

Zhang Yuan snatched the six cakes that Wang Fei had just thrown out, but wanted to take them back.

"Bullshit!"

Wang Fei scratched his head with both hands, and his already unkempt hair became even messier.

"You...you're not going to cheat by stealing the cards, are you?" Wang Fei stood up, then lowered his head, searching back and forth on the table.

Wow, it’s only been two rounds and this guy has won six games by himself!
Zhang Yuan crossed his arms and said with a crooked mouth.

"Cook, just practice more!"

"If you can't afford to lose, don't play."

"Who said I can't afford to lose!" Wang Fei rolled his big round eyes, took out a few red bills from his wallet and handed them to Zhang Yuan.

"When I have seen all the scenery, maybe you will accompany me to see it...Pah, a steady stream of love will last forever." Zhang Yuan sang while counting the money with his saliva.

That naughty look almost drove Lao Wang crazy.

Not to mention Wang Fei was angry, even Zhang Jizhong who was standing next to him was furious when he saw him like this.

"You can make such an annoying expression... I want to give you a blow!"

Speaking of which, this nasty look was learned from Xiao Yueyue, and the effect is excellent.

"Zhang Yuan, if you do this, won't she be so mad that she collapses and doesn't want to play anymore?" The bearded man leaned over and whispered.

"Don't worry, it won't happen." Zhang Yuan was confident.

Where is this?

Zhang Yuan knew very well that to reach the level of a Chinese pop diva, Wang Fei must be a very stubborn and hardworking person.

Anyone who can reach the top in any industry must have a unwillingness to admit defeat in his or her character.

Look at Wang Feng. He is suppressed whenever he is on the hot search list. He is suppressed whenever he is on the hot search list. This has happened so many times, but he still perseveres. With his unyielding spirit, he has turned himself into a meme.

Wang Fei's singing usually seems casual, but that's because he is incredibly talented. He doesn't even have to use his full strength to sweep away the crowd.

Just like Qiao Feng at Juxian Manor, he could defeat all the heroes in the world with a set of Taizu Changquan, so why would he need the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?

His internal strength is there.

So the more Zhang Yuan provoked Wang Fei, the more excited he became and he would never admit defeat.

Besides, there is Leslie Cheung's imitation of Wang Fei in the interview.

"You can say I'm not good at singing, but you can't say I'm not good at playing cards."

It is an indisputable fact that this queen has a strong addiction to food.

"Come again!" Wang Fei put his hands together, walked around the room three times to "invite the gods", and then returned to the card table.

While shuffling the cards, Zhang Yuan spoke with an exclamatory tone.

"Oh, Sister Fei, your song 'Red Bean' is really good. The singing is great and the lyrics are well written."

"Of course, these are the lyrics that Lin Xi wrote for me." Wang Fei raised his chin proudly. This song was a masterpiece that won one of the Top Ten Golden Songs of Hong Kong in 99.

"Yes, Mr. Lin Xi's lyric writing skills are indeed strong. If you can work with him more, we will have more good songs to listen to."

"Really? There will be a chance later."

Having said that, Wang Fei also felt that Lin Xi’s style was indeed very compatible with his own.

This person wrote the lyrics for several of my popular songs.

At the same time, the bearded man secretly gave Zhang Yuan a thumbs up under the table.

Because Zhang Jizhong had already contacted Lin Xi and asked him to help write the lyrics for the theme song.

The music was arranged by an old acquaintance, Zhao Jiping, the master of music for "Water Margin" and "The Mansion Gate".

In "Water Margin", those god-level soundtracks that are engraved in the blood of the Chinese people were all created by this teacher.

The first listen to it will remind people of the "Brotherhood" of countless Liangshan heroes.

As soon as the song starts playing, people want to find a villain to die together with him in "Wang Jin Beats Gao Qiu".

That music is always inspiring whenever it is played.

Especially when the suona sounded, Zhang Yuan couldn't help wanting to go up the mountain...

Zhang Yuan specifically mentioned Lin Xi in order to plant a seed in Wang Fei's heart.

"In this lifetime, we will meet each other on a narrow road, and we cannot escape the fate." The card game resumed, and Zhang Yuan sang "The Passing Years" again.

This song also has lyrics written by Lin Xi.

"Suddenly, six tangled strands grew out of my palm. Wrong!"

Wang Fei looked at the cards in his hand, looking helpless.

"Before you become sensible and after you fall in love, it won't last more than a day."

"I can't keep it, I can't calculate it... Thirty thousand, it's a waste."

Wang Fei suddenly felt that Lin Xi’s lyrics were not so nice, and they were a bit unlucky for him.

"Pearl, Jade, Big Three, I win." Zhang Yuan smiled as he arranged his cards in a row: "Thank you, thank you."

He even clasped his fists and thanked Wang Fei in a frivolous manner.

"Ten thousand." Wang Fei took a photo.

"Hu."

"Nijo."

"It's nonsense again."

"Hongzhong!"

"Sorry, I messed up again."

"Yaoji!"

"I'm sorry, I don't even want to win." Zhang Yuan piled the money into a pile: "The table is too small, there's no room for it."

Wang Fei's face turned red, as if she had put on sunburn makeup.

Angry red.

Another round.

"Two cakes." Liang Long, who had the upper hand, played one.

Wang Fei's hands were shaking, his expression more excited than the Golden Melody Awards, and he stretched his arm towards the card with tears in his eyes.

"I finally got it right..."

"Sorry, Di Hu." Zhang Yuan pushed the cards again.

Wang Fei's waist went weak and he almost fell off the chair.

I finally managed to make a move, but it was intercepted by someone!

"Okay, that's enough. If we keep fighting, Sister Wang will lose all the money she spent on sanitary napkins." Zhang Yuan stood up.

"Director Zhang, let's go."

"Don't leave!" Wang Fei's eyes and face were red, just like those fleeting years...

"Sister Fei, it's already three o'clock." Zhang Yuan pointed to the clock on the wall: "We have been fighting for 12 hours."

Wang Fei looked along his arm towards the clock and became even angrier.

In 12 hours, I only won a few games?

Wang Fei counted on his fingers and found that all ten of them were redundant.

"Let's walk. We are tired too. We need to find a place to rest for a while."

"Then just rest at my house." Wang Fei walked a few steps to Zhang Yuan and opened his arms to stop him.

"There are plenty of vacant rooms in my house. Director Zhang, you and Zhang Yuan can stay here. That will allow me to play the role of host." Wang Fei rolled his eyes and found an excuse that he thought was reasonable.

"Isn't it inappropriate?" Zhang Yuan quickly replied.

"Well, we are all friends, so of course it is appropriate." Liang Long quickly joined in.

Wang Fei nodded vigorously at the side, saying that I had chosen the right boyfriend and he was speaking for me.

"Director Zhang, we..."

Zhang Yuan acted very enthusiastically, and he and the bearded man tried to resist in many ways, just like refusing red envelopes during the Spring Festival. After a moment of hesitation and several rounds of Tai Chi, they "reluctantly" agreed.

Of course, all of this was part of Zhang Yuan’s plan.

Even if Wang Fei didn't keep them, he would find a chance to continue the game another day.

Before returning to his room, he discussed things with the bearded man for a while, and then fell asleep peacefully.

Is Zhang Yuan’s card skills really that great?

Who can I compare the score with?

Compared with Wang Fei, a notorious bad guy in the entertainment industry, Zhang Yuan is at least three or four levels higher.

But the reason why I won like that today was not just because of my card skills.

Wang Fei thought that this game of cards was fair.

Two against two, she and Liang Long are on one side, while Zhang Yuan and Zhang Da Huzi are on the other side.

But in fact, Liang Long is also Zhang Yuan's man.

Why did this big brother help him?

First of all, among the many big names in the music industry at the previous dinner, he was the least famous.

But Zhang Yuan paid special attention to him and repeatedly expressed that he liked his music.

He was not talking nonsense. He really liked songs like "Xian'er", "I Want to Bloom", "Destiny", "Crazy Alien". After all, who would listen to "Second Hand Rose" unless they were seriously ill.

It’s just that these songs haven’t been released yet, and few people can appreciate Liang Long’s art form.

Every now and then when I meet one, I feel like I have met a close friend.

On the other hand, Wang Fei dragged him to play cards every day, and even Liang Long, who was good at staying up late, couldn't stand it.

Zhang Yuan assured him that he would let the queen have enough fun and have a good rest.

Only then did he agree to help.

So from the very beginning, the game was one-sided.

Just like what Wang Fei’s future father-in-law, Patrick Tse, said in “Shaolin Soccer”.

"The referee, referee, witness, organizer, and co-organizer are all my people. How can you play tricks on me?"

However, Zhang Yuanlai's purpose was not to win money.

Today's big victory is just the first part of his plan.

The next day, Zhang Yuan planned to sleep until noon to get enough rest.

Unexpectedly, at around eight or nine in the morning, Wang Fei came knocking on the door in his slippers.

This person's addiction is really too great.

The five-star hotel sent a full breakfast, but before anyone had finished eating, they were pulled to the card table by the Queen.

"I'm going to make a comeback today!" The queen rolled up her sleeves, her eyes shining brightly, as if she had hyperthyroidism.

Now, she has a Buddha amulet hanging on her chest, which she got from somewhere.

The right hand is wrapped with dzi beads.

The left hand holds the cross.

There is a talisman for seeking wealth pasted on the thermos in front of him.

The queen has become so confused in her efforts to win the game.

Zhang Yuan still maintained the same condescending attitude as yesterday, and at the same time cautiously winked at Liang Long and the bearded man.

The game starts again!

But today's Zhang Yuan did not replicate yesterday's great victory.

"Win!" Wang Fei won the first hand.

"God, Buddha, the Three Pure Ones, Mazu, bless me!"

"Go ahead and sing. Didn't you sing very well yesterday?"

"Why aren't you singing today? Haha!" Wang Fei challenged with a smile, and at the end he stuck out his tongue and made a face.

"Hmph, it's just the first round." Zhang Yuan slightly restrained his smug look and uttered lines often said by movie villains.

In the second hand, Zhang Yuan won.

In the third hand, Liang Long won.

In the fourth hand, Wang Fei won.

Compared with yesterday's one-sided game, today's game became more balanced. Wang Fei went from losing more than winning to winning back 30% of the cash from Zhang Yuan.

"This is impossible!"

The game lasted until midnight. After Wang Fei won a hand with a clean hand, Zhang Yuan stood up angrily.

The confident look he had yesterday quietly disappeared, and now there was a hint of reluctance and regret in his eyes.

Wang Fei hooked Liang Long's arm and smiled sideways, "Look, look, he's getting anxious."

"Young man, I've been in the mahjong world for so many years, and the perseverance I've developed is something you can't compare to." Wang Fei stood up, yawned, and stretched.

"A lot of accumulation leads to a lot of success, do you understand?"

"Hmph, it's just that luck is on your side today, it's nothing." Zhang Yuan seemed to be making excuses for his failure.

"I don't agree with what you said. Then let's call it a draw today and try again tomorrow!" The queen refused to give in.

"No, the crew still has a lot of things to do, Director Zhang, let's go back."

"Hey, Zhang Yuan, can the crew's matters be as important as playing mahjong with your sister Fei?" Liang Long quickly chimed in.

Then Big Beard and Liang Long played the good guy and the bad guy respectively and successfully stayed overnight again.

On the morning of the third day, Grandma Wang got up even earlier. Just before seven o'clock, she started knocking on the door frantically as if demanding her life.

"Zhang Yuan, don't hide in there and keep silent."

"I know you're in the room."

"You have the ability to win the game, but why can't you open the door?"

"Open the door if you can. Open the door, open the door, open the door."

"Zhang Yuan, open the door quickly..."

Zhang Yuan, his head buzzing, came to the card table.

The bearded man was drinking strong tea, and Liang Long was holding half a bun in his mouth, eating and sleeping at the same time.

"I reviewed the situation all night yesterday and have discovered your flaws." On the entire table, the queen was the only one who was full of vigor and beauty.

Her skin is so good that she doesn’t even get acne even after staying up late... Zhang Yuan thought to himself that only Teacher Ji Chunhua’s skin could compete with hers.

You can’t be a queen without a good body.

"Today, I will let you, the little mahjong master from Pimping Alley, know who the mahjong queen of Dongzhimen is!"

Neither of them made it out of the second ring.

Wang Fei's eyes were as red as a rabbit's, and it was obvious that he was also suffering a lot.

But the strong desire to win aroused by Zhang Yuan made him energetic and determined not to give up.

Especially after the game became more and more exciting yesterday, she was sure that she had made progress!
"I must have broken through the bottleneck of my strength for many years to be able to fight against this powerful enemy on equal terms."

That's what she thought.

In fact, Grandma Wang’s card skills are just like a red wine decanter, and the bottleneck is so low that it is almost buried in the bladder.

Yesterday, Zhang Yuan fed her cards countless times, and only then did they achieve a situation where no one was better.

"Okay, then I'll see for myself." Zhang Yuan's acting skills burst out again, and he put on that confident look.

He twisted his neck to the right and moved his cervical vertebrae.

Okay, it’s almost time to close the net!

(End of this chapter)