Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Su Wei poured out the mahjong tiles. The four dads sat around the square table.
âLetâs cover the cameras a bit.â Zheng Kuo felt that although it was just for entertainment, it was still a card game.
They moved the table to the side.
âBrother Li, why do I feel like youâre looking forward to this? Are you a pro in the game?â Xiao Tianlin noticed that Li Yanchen looked excited.
Li Yanchen touched the corner of his mouth. âReally? Iâm not very good at it.â
âIâm not very good either.â
âJust remember the rules, or I can explain again,â said Su Wei.
âIf thereâs anything unclear during the game, feel free to ask. Iâm not very skilled, but if I beat everyone in this game, please donât be angry,â said Zheng
Kuo.
[Youâre all too modest. I donât believe youâre really that bad at it.]
[Mr. Li must be terrible at the game. He doesnât look like someone who can play mahjong, and he seems to have no hobbies.]
[I agree. Mr. Li doesnât look like a mahjong player at all.]
[The ones who donât look like they can play are usually the best.]
[Not necessarily. My mom is terrible at the game but has a strong addiction. She fights over twenty yuan all day long. When she wins ten yuan, she acts as if she has earned a billion, and when she loses two yuan, she acts as if she lost a house. She says it isnât about the money, what matters is that sheâs been playing all her life and still loses. Thatâs shameful.]
[My family is even more intense. Both my parents play, and when I come home on vacation, I have to cook for myself.]
[@Previous poster, are you a student? That sounds tough.]
[Cooking for yourself is nothing. In my family, if one of my parents loses in a game or if both of them lose, they come back and start arguing. They blame each other for it. Itâs so frustrating. I feel like their marriage will eventually be ruined by Mahjong.]
As the comments continued to talk about issues regarding mahjong, familiar sounds came from the square table.
Even though they could only see their backs, everyone was still excited. But soon, the viewers became restless.
[Can we have a glimpse? Why is the magician laughing so loudly?]
[And who said they won by self-draw just now?] [I canât wait. Give us a close-up shot!]
[Ah! Camera guy, please adjust the camera position!]
[I feel like Mahjong is getting a bad reputation. I heard itâs a traditional Chinese game.]
[The funniest thing is my mom turning the phone to see them. Does she think people are hiding inside her phone? She turned her phone to the back and asked me why she still couldnât see their faces.]
[Thatâs so cute. My mom is pounding her phone on the table, and Iâm afraid sheâll injure her hand.]
[My dad says the game is terrible. Heâs embarrassed to watch. He says the elderly groups play in the park, and itâs more interesting with more people to watch.]
[Your dadâs logic is on point.]
After one round, Li Yanchen didnât win a single hand, but he got two shots.
He was puzzled. He was pretty good at playing Mahjong on his phone. He even won tens of thousands of yuan in virtual currency before. Why wasnât he doing well in real life?
âIt must be the tilesâ¦â
Xiao Tianlin won three consecutive hands. He was full of laughter.
âSelf-draw.â After Xiao Tianlin self-drew on the fourth hand, Zheng Kuo sighed and put a sticky note on his own face.
Looking at Li Yanchen beside him, with six whiskers on his face, he wanted to laugh. But when he thought about the two whiskers on his face, he held himself back. He couldnât criticize others when he was also at fault.
With Xiao Tianlinâs self-draw, Su Wei also added a sticky note to his face.
Currently, only Xiao Tianlinâs face was clean. He glanced at his teammates, who were struggling. That made him happy.
Viewers could only see their backs. They pleaded with the Festival Group to turn the camera.
The Festival Group discussed it and decided to listen to everyoneâs requests.
The director called Su Wei and asked everyone if it was okay if they turned the camera to show their faces. They agreed.
Su Wei directed the camera toward the tabletop.
[The Festival Group saw our messages! Thank you, staff members!]
[Wow⦠what kind of mahjong is this? Itâs so exquisite. Itâs transparent when viewed from the front, but you canât see the characters on the back] [Is this mahjong? It clearly looks like a collection of rectangular artworks.] [Exactly, they are playing with the artwork.]
[My goodness, this camera angle is excellent. Except for Su Weiâs tiles, we can see everyone elseâs.]
[Can Mr. Liâs tiles get any worse?]
[The one who was laughing non-stop earlier must be the magician. Look at the corners of his mouth, he can barely contain his laughter.]
[Mr. Li already has three sticky notes on his face⦠thatâs the maximum. So, Mr. Li is really not good at it.]
[Mr. Li, donât worry. Your face is the longest among the group, so you have the most space for sticky notes.]
[@Previous poster, stop arguing. Teacher Zheng has the biggest face.]
Knowing that it was being broadcasted, Li Yanchen was a little worried. It was already two rounds, and he hadnât won a single hand yet.
Although winning or losing didnât matter, and the sticky notes could be removed, it was still embarrassing.
He was someone who excelled in everything, so how could he lose so badly in mahjong?
Li Yanchen adjusted the angle of the mahjong tiles slightly. He thought that it would make it less obvious on the camera.
Just a few rounds later, Xiao Tianlin declared another win. His luck was off the charts today.
Su Wei shrugged. He wasnât too concerned. âAs long as I donât discard, itâs fine.â
âMr. Li, donât make pairs. The magician is your next opponent, and your tiles are not good for winning. Making pairs will increase the magicianâs chances of self-drawing.â Zheng Kuo paid attention for a few rounds and saw that Li Yanchenâs tiles were truly bad.
Luck played a significant role in Mahjong.
âOh,â Li Yanchen thought to himself. âSays the person who lost the mostâ¦â It was fine not to win, as long as he didnât continue to discard the tiles.
However, in less than two minutes, Li Yanchen couldnât control himself and made a pair. And then, as if anticipating the worst, Xiao Tianlin won on the next tile.
[Self-draw.]
[If Mr. Li hadnât made a pair, Su Wei would have drawn that tile.]
[Mr. Li, Teacher Zheng already told you the strategy, why did you still make a pair?]
[Mr. Li, making a pair is indeed useless.]
[He is unlucky with the tiles.]
[When watching others play mahjong, we always feel that they are not very skilled, but when we play ourselves, we realize our own level is even worse.]
[Exactly! Thatâs why the person involved might have a habitual tendency to make pairs and then realize itâs too late to go back.]
[So, letâs not mention Mr. Li anymore. He has suffered enough.]
Li Yanchen wanted to ask Xiao Tianlin if he could take a break. If he didnât win this hand and kept discarding, wouldnât Lin Wan look down on him?
And what about his three sons? Would they think heâs incapable?
Li Yanchen wondered why he had been so arrogant before. The moment Su Wei mentioned Mahjong, he eagerly sat down at the table!
He was careless.
He forgot that he hadnât made a pair in a long time. At this moment, Li Yanchen could only hope that his luck would change soon.
[Mr. Li has no more f*cks to give.] [The magician is killing it today!]