He looked up at me and Mr. Hong said:

"Did you see it? You have to win. Master Xiaoliu, if I take this champion, don't blame me!"

Mr. Hong said, and even squeezed his eyes at me.

I understand what he means, and he is hinting that I am looking for an opportunity to teach me.

The registration lottery location is in the administrative conference hall of a hotel owned by Zheng family.

I knew before that people in Bashu love to play mahjong.

But I still found that I underestimated the love of Bashu people for mahjong.

As soon as I entered the conference hall, I saw the crowds of people everywhere.

From the elderly in their 80s to the young people who have just entered society.

Even the square dance aunties gave up their favorites and ran here to sign up.

Mr. Hong and I first went to the door to sign up, and each of us issued a number plate.

I am No. 16, and Mr. Hong is No. 29.

Just after signing up, our group walked to the front row and had not yet found a place to sit down.

Suddenly, Lao Hei stood still.

Looking at the distance, he looked at it in a daze.

When I turned around, I saw Mr. Ha in a double-breasted Tang suit sitting in the venue with Huang Ze.

Huang Ze also saw us. She stretched out her delicate little hand and waved it at Lao Hei.

Then, he turned his head to the side and continued to talk to Mr. Ha.

Looking back at me, Lao Hei asked in a low voice:

"Xiao Liu Master, do you know when Huang Ze came?"

I was just about to tell Lao Hei the truth.

Zhong Rui, who was beside him, suddenly interrupted:

"You like her very much, right?"

Lao Hei sat aside in silence with an awkward look on his face.

Zhong Rui followed and said:

"Even if the woman in front of you is very good, everything is good, and there are advantages everywhere. If he doesn't love you, you will never change this shortcoming!"

We couldn't help but be stunned.

What Zhong Rui said makes sense.

Master Hong even gave Zhong Rui a thumbs up.

"You have a good theoretical level? You're going to catch up with me ten years ago!"

Zhong Rui still looked indifferent and said:

"I didn't say this, it was Zhang Ailing. I just replaced the man among them with a woman!"

Looking at Lao Hei with a look of loss, I couldn't help but start to worry about Lao Hei.

A foolish person like Lao Hei or he doesn't like it.

Once the gate of love is opened, he will inevitably fall deeper and deeper.

Just as he was talking, Mr. Hong suddenly said in my ear:

"To the left, at nine o'clock, I found the beauty!"

I turned my head curiously and saw that in the front row, a woman wearing a black short-sleeved cheongsam was sitting there.

Because there are many people, the vision is blocked.

I can only feel that she has a good figure.

As for appearance, I can't see clearly.

I don’t know how Mr. Hong discovered this black cheongsam beauty.

At this moment, a noise suddenly came from the door.

When I looked back, I couldn't help but frown.

The person who came was actually Qin Jiacheng.

It's just a brain bandage, tied to one ear.

Following him were Qin Han and a few people who looked like thugs.

The moment I saw me, the Qin brothers immediately came over.

But before I could wait for me, suddenly, a figure blocked the aisle.

He said loudly at Qin Han:

"You Qin family quickly get back to Fengtian and stop playing!"

In one sentence, the originally noisy hall immediately fell into silence.

This surprised me a little, is Kanye going crazy again?

Why did he suddenly jump out and stop the Qin family?

"Kanye, what do you mean?"

Qin Han's eyes flashed and he asked.

When Kan Ye tidied up his bow tie, he raised his head and said:

"It's very simple, because the champion of this mahjong competition has been produced!"

Has been generated?

One stone stirs up a thousand layers of waves.

This made the entire hall fall into the noise of discussion again.

The competition date has not come, today is just a draw and a rule of demarcation.

Why did Kanye say that the champion has already emerged?

Qin Han tilted his head and looked at Kanye, and asked intently:

"What do you mean, Kanye, you want to play in person and win the championship?"

Kan Ye shook his head with a proud look on his face.

"It's not me, it's him!"

As he said that, Kan Ye pointed at Mr. Hong.

At this time, Mr. Hong immediately became the focus of the audience.

Everyone's eyes were all focused on him.

If it was someone else, you might feel a little embarrassed.

But Master Hong didn't. He got up and clasped his fists with his hands, and said with a smile at the people around him:

"Everyone, thank you, I'm laughing!"

"Just him? Why?"

Qin Jiacheng asked curiously.

Kan Ye suddenly looked at Qin Jiacheng with a serious expression and a cold look.

"Listen! First, he will definitely win the championship when he learns mahjong from me now. Second, and most importantly, he is Melo's son!"

Merlot?

No one expected that Kanye would mention Melo in public.

The whole audience fell into silence again, but there was a noise immediately.

I heard someone ask curiously:

"Who is Melo? Is Kawama master? Or a relative of the organizer? Why does his son have to win the championship?"

"Yes, who knows which Gua Melo is!"

Even the Qin brothers looked at each other.

Obviously, these people don’t know who Melo is?

But then, I heard the sound of high heels coming from the side.

Then, a crisp and gentle voice came over.

"May I ask, are you really Melo's son?"
To be continued...