The casino is empty, the night outside the window is luxurious, the lights above the head are bright and dazzling as if it would make people dizzy,
Compared to just feeling out of breath in the VIP casino below, what Fangran felt at this moment was physical obstructed breathing,
He reached down again to adjust the collar of his suit shirt, even though it was unbuttoned there.
The green baize table, the touch of the poker cards, the feeling of the chips leaving the hand... .
Everything in front of him seemed to be intertwined with an 'inexplicable discomfort', spreading through Fangran's body, hindering his breathing...
'Why? '
Just like looking at it directly if you want to eliminate fear, if you want to eliminate the discomfort in your heart, you must first figure out what it is, using the experience from many romance comics,
Fangran questioned his own heart like this, and then lowered his eyes to see an answer emerge from the colorful hill of chips.
Is it because of my resistance to gambling...
It seems that there are only results without explanation behind the answer booklet, which is superficial, and the feeling is still like a stone still in the bottom of my heart.
In the fifth round of betting, I felt that I was struggling to push up the chips. Fangran remembered what Adeline said just now when she was watching her at the bottom:
-'...Whether it is your status in Fiseld, or your status as a participant...'-
-'... There should be no need to be so wary of gambling, even if you lose, it's just some money, it's just something you can get easily as long as you want it...'-
Yes, these chips are just some money, why does it feel so laborious...
As a participant, with the existence of cheating by creating cards, money is not important at all, and I can be like the two rich men in front of me,
Think of this as a slightly more exciting 'game'.
'So why the resistance to gambling? '
This time, Fangran asked himself.
In the VIP casino, he watched the rich people cheering and intoxicated by the beauty in their arms. In the viewing room, he looked at the dance hall below with dark eyes, where the man who won money in the casino came on stage and sang, and countless men and women surrounded him. hi carnival,
Fangran felt that he couldn't get in sync with those people's moods.
Is it because of the education you have received all along? Is it a perception that gambling is a bad thing? Or have you been used to frugality since you were a child, and feel distressed by this ridiculous "waste"
No... that's it, but not just for superficial reasons like this...
I felt that the stone moved, but it was still stuck in its original position. In the showdown stage of the fifth game, after the hole cards were lifted, I lost another 400,000 chips.
The moment the air seems thick,
Fangran suddenly remembered the memory from a century ago.
During that time, he also spent money like water, but he didn't feel the same as now, why
What is the difference between those gold and the chips at this moment
Watching the waiter take away his chips, Fangran suddenly thought of the answer by taking advantage of the momentary feeling of losing money.
Yes, very simple difference,
The gold was conjured by him with his ability, and these chips were the money in the world.
One side is night battle, the other side is reality.
So because it's real...
It wasn't until this moment that Fangran questioned his heart step by step, only then did he realize that it might be because of the actual process of getting the RMB into the card.
It may also be because of Adeline's words, he did not know when subconsciously, he had already begun to regard this 100 million as his own.
Feeling the looseness of that 'pebble', self-examination of the remaining discomfort in my heart,
Fangran watched as the sixth round started, and he ushered in a new round of betting. Iber, Janandegu, and the casino employee raised their bets more and more.
There is no option to fold, and in the thick air and strangled throat, he also pushes more chips and asks himself.
'What about the other part of the reason? '
what exactly is it? What else makes me subconsciously resist the things in front of me
Many times, people's own psychology can't even think clearly about themselves.
Under the bright lights, every inch of the green cloth on the gaming table was illuminated brightly, and the numbers on the playing cards were clear and dazzling.
The sixth game showdown stage!
Fangran was still the loser, he lost half a million in this round.
Slightly frowning, feeling numb, looking at the mountain of chips in front of him, a vague thought popped up in his mind as he struggled to breathe,
How much did I lose
Can't figure out the last part of the reason, the uncomfortable feeling secretly intensified, making Fangran feel more and more uncomfortable,
Why exactly...
At the beginning of the seventh game, the 'button' representing the dealer slipped from the hand of the dealer bunny girl to another companion,
Fangran watched the chips with Dealer on both sides placed in front of him again.
Then the game is opened again, the blind bet is placed, the hand is dealt,
Starting from the casino employee under the gun, he called and called. Fangran rolled out 100,000 chips again, but when it was Iber's turn,
"Ha, the warm-up is about to end, how about we play a little bigger?"
After speaking with a smile that seemed to be just for the sake of stimulation, Iber took out a raise from the chip pile, swept across the opponent inadvertently, and then in the first round before the flop,
Together with the blind bet, a direct bet of 500,000 chips!
Thinking about it, knocking on the gambling table with his index finger, Giannandgu thought for a while, and after looking in the same direction, he agreed with a smile.
"That's right, it's almost time for some excitement."
And watching the two of them launch a pot of 500,000 chips one after another, the casino employee thought for a while, and seemed to be in a dilemma.
But in the end he also called.
The raising rule is that the first player on the right hand of the raising player becomes the last player in this round,
So in the first round, it was Fangran's turn again,
The last part of the reason that I can't figure out, it seems that there is something hidden somewhere but I can't touch it, breathing dull, and facing a lot of choices with chips,
What to do, call or fold
Unfamiliar with the game, Fangran's chest was heaving, listening to such thoughts struggling, but knowing that the latter choice was meaningless at all,
He took a deep breath, frowned, took out two full hands of chips and pushed them to the betting area in front of him,
Then at the moment when the fingertips left the chips,
His thoughts were electrocuted, and a certain thought flashed, and he suddenly wanted to understand the reason for the last part of the resistance.
The gambling game was going on, and the intrigue unfolded with the raising of chips, but he was distracted for a while,
Fangran remembered the incident at the North Pole. When he was trekking on the ice sea, he kept imagining the battle with Lingqi in his mind.
Assuming his own coping method in any situation, he designed layer after layer of hole cards, and even prepared the huge dark world crystal as a last resort.
Not only that time, but also the national war, Europe, the hot night in the city, and the night pearl,
Should it be a habit developed since childhood
Fangran will always prepare various responses, control the situation in his own hands, and give himself a sense of peace of mind.
He doesn't like things that cannot be determined and can only be left to fate.
And it is purer than stocks and funds, and does not produce any social value.
Nothing has purer risk than gambling.
The masked layer dissipated, thinking clearly about all the reasons for contradicting the present, interrogating the heart step by step, and finally digging out the root of those surface reasons,
Facing the deepest reason for my uncomfortable breathing, looking at the simple face of the 'pebble' in my heart...
—He is just not used to the situation where he cannot control the outcome, and he doesn't want to lose what he has in reality.
"Hahaha! Four of a kind!"
After watching a series of intrigues, facing the community cards of 4, 7, A, A, 5, Iber couldn't wait to laugh and turn over the cards.
With the oversized four aces, Giannandgu and the casino members, who are not weak in their cards, have a showdown and admit defeat.
While being distracted all the time, Fangran realized that he had forgotten what his hole cards were. He stretched out his left hand and opened the cards in his hand. Something flickered on his ring finger.
The female participant who was leaning against the wall to watch the scenery frowned, and then the bunny girl who was in charge of collecting the cards paused!
The other people who noticed this were also stunned. They were still laughing just now, and the laughter of Iber, who was proud of his success in this round and made a lot of money, stopped abruptly.
The casino is empty, the night outside the window is luxurious, the lights above the head are bright and dazzling as if it would make people dizzy,
Because at this moment, no one expected to see the card in front of the black-haired young man, even himself,
The light on the green cloth of the gaming table was too bright and clear, and the two cards placed there...
Three of Spades and Six of Spades respectively.
3, 4, 5, 6, 7!
Straight flush!
Bad beat (upset!)!