Chapter 104 Dojima: No, I Have to Go Meet that Boy!

Outside the mahjong parlor.

K, wearing a white school uniform, holding a coat in his hand, with a schoolbag slung over his shoulder, leaned against a telephone pole at the door, closed his eyes and waited quietly.

Soon.

Two people came out of the mahjong parlor one after the other.

The white-collar uncle following behind was covered in dust, with unspeakable fear in his eyes, and his whole spirit was gone.

Obviously he lost miserably.

Looking at Dojima, he still had a willful smile, his expression seemed to be nonchalant, but the complacency in his eyebrows could not be wiped out.

"How is it?" K said lightly.

"What else can it be, the old guys in the white-collar are all a bunch of similar stuff, playing with them too much will only lower your level."

Although he won, Dojima was a little bored.

A white-collar professional sixth dan, an old guy who has been immersed in mahjong for decades, is only at this level.

And Dojima gave him some face, and didn't let him say this at the beginning of the game in the future. He just said when he was standing upright that the old man couldn't stand upright anyway, so he couldn't stand upright on the field in the future.

Whether it's white mahjong or dark mahjong, as long as you sit at the table, you have to accept the loss.

This is the unspoken rule of both the black and white worlds.

So the leader of the Shiroyama business had to agree to it no matter how reluctant he was.

He didn't let the other party hand over the entire Shiroyama industry to him, which was already considered generous and kind.

"Don't you think it's boring to come here to play mahjong with professional mahjong players of this level instead of looking for beautiful sisters?" K sighed.

After playing so many games with this Dojima, he still couldn't stand this guy's madness.

No wonder he was called the 'mad lion' Dojima on the dark side.

But sometimes, this guy is extremely childish,

"Boring, boring! How about we come to the same table together." Dojima suddenly said.

This guy has been doing well in the dark proxy game recently. He must have made a lot of money. He can be slaughtered when he is fat.

K laughed and said, "Forget it."

Last time, he played Mahjong under Qingtianjing rules with Dojima and lost to him. He wants to repeat the same trick this time?

Anyway, he doesn't want to play cards with this guy. The Mahjong master of Yu Wushuang school is unstoppable when his luck comes. No one can be Yu Wushuang's opponent under Qingtianjing rules.

Besides, Dojima's own strength is not weak. Even if he doesn't make waves, he may not be able to win the opponent.

Forget it.

And Dojima was speechless to K.

This young high school student obviously has first-class Mahjong skills. He can make a lot of money by playing Mahjong for others, but he chooses to go to school normally. I really don't understand what he is thinking.

Even if he gets good grades in high school and goes to the best university in Japan, he will still be a worker and live a life worse than cattle and horses. Why not make a name for himself by playing Mahjong for others?

Seeing that K was unmoved and unable to provide fun, Dojima suddenly thought of something.

"I remember that there seemed to be a high school student you cared about a lot. It seemed that his name was Nan Mengyan, right? I heard from Boss Gao that you seemed to have been paying attention to his movements. Why is that?"

It stands to reason that K has a mistress in his house, and he doesn't seem to be someone with sexual problems. Why would he inexplicably pay attention to ordinary high school students from other schools?

Dojima was a little concerned.

When he heard the name, a flame ignited in K's eyes.

"He is the same as you. He is a guy who makes people feel very uncomfortable at first sight. There will be a battle between him and me in the future!"

"Oh"

Dojima became a little interested.

You should know that K is currently a rising star in the substitute world and a highly regarded genius in Dark Mahjong. Even Boss Gao and Kurahashi are paying close attention to this rough gem.

The last time he played against K, although the opponent did lose, his strength was recognized by Dojima.

Since the high school student named Nan Mengyan has received his attention, he must be very capable.

K showed a strange look and asked, "Are you going to find him?"

"I, Dojima Akito, don't beat around the bush. I do want to meet him."

"Hmph."

K snorted coldly, "This person's level should not be very good now. Even if you find him, I'm afraid you will only feel more bored than today."

Hearing this, Dojima was a little puzzled: "Then why are you paying so much attention to that guy?"

This remark aroused some bad memories in K's heart.

It was when he saw Nan Mengyan's six-way listening and seven-round self-drawing that he knew that there was still a "card wave" in this world. It turned out that mahjong could not be invincible only by skills, and luck could also determine the outcome of mahjong!

And in the last battle with Dojima, he also slightly felt the same surging card wave as Nan Mengyan that day, like a raging wave.

So far, he has finally confirmed it.

Science may not be able to defeat metaphysics!

But he swore under the sun that year that he would represent science no matter what and defeat this damn metaphysics.

He will wait until that day...

"If you want to find him, go by yourself. I'm sorry I won't accompany you."

K put the coat on his shoulders again and walked away in the swaying street lights, leaving behind Dojima with a thoughtful look.

He leaned against the street light and thought for a long time.

Dojima finally nodded heavily as if he had made up his mind.

"Sure enough, you still care about me..."

He did it as soon as he said it.

He might as well go to Nagano and meet that kid named Minami Mengyan.

Moreover, the old guy Sawada Masaki who just lost to him seems to have a foothold in Shiroyama Business in Nagano.

Anyway, idle is idle.

He wanted to know that there must be something magical about the boy who could be noticed by K.

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The scene of the qualifying match in Nagano.

Haramura Kazu returned to the auditorium and saw a strange scene unexpectedly.

Yagi Sakura, who was crying in the last game, is actually talking and laughing with everyone in Qingcheng this game, which is really incredible.

"Arno."

Just as she was about to ask what happened, Burrito and Kyotaro came forward to congratulate her.

This game was so suppressive that the other three schools were unable to compete.

Win very nicely!

"This...should be the backbone player of Chikuma Higashi, right?" Haramura Kazu was a little curious and asked Kyotaro and Yuki in a low voice.

The main reason is that this scene is too weird.

Although they were enemies before, they suddenly became familiar with their opponents.

The more I look at it, the weirder it gets.

“It’s a bit complicated to say”

Kyotaro tried to keep his story short, "Probably because he saw you, Kowa, knocking away the Imamiya woman and preventing Chikatsu Higashi from appearing. At the same time, this Yagi-san also knew the senior's true strength, so she felt relieved. She is now planning to have an affair with Nanyan. The seniors are competing in individual competitions and exhibition competitions.”

"In addition, a very annoying person just came here!"

Yuki continued Kyotaro's words and said, "In the next round we will face Shiroyama Commercial, which was ranked third last year. Their backbone players provoked us when they came up, so everyone must have the same hatred."

Being able to disgust everyone present also requires a considerable degree of skill, which cannot be achieved casually.

"who?"

Haramura Kazu was a little puzzled. He didn't expect that so many things had happened after he had just played a semi-village.

"It seems to be a person named Tsuichi Sawada."

"Oh, I know who it is." Haramura nodded lightly.

The young master of Chengshan Commerce.

Her father had had dealings with Chengshan Business before, and she had met him once.

However, Haramura Megumi doesn't have a high opinion of this person, or in other words, he doesn't have a high opinion of the Sawada family. He feels that the other person is purely a nouveau riche and does not have the temperament and background that a high-end person should have.

But my father has always believed in a social environment where status is respected and seniority is orderly, so her friends, who have always looked down on her, naturally look down on the kind of rich people who are nouveau riche.

“And I heard that the commentator for tomorrow’s game will not be Miss Fujita, but Tsuichi Sawada’s father, Masaki Sawada.

He must really want to see his son lead Shiroyama Commercial to defeat Kiyosumi, so he will definitely be biased when explaining! This is a great disadvantage to Senior Nanyan! "

"It doesn't matter."

Haramura Kazu thought it was nothing. The mahjong field was based on strength, and it was just an explanation, which could not affect the outcome.

At most, it will instill some preconceived notions in the audience and bring them into the perspective of Chengshan business automatically.

But the outcome of the game cannot be changed by just a mouth on the commentary desk.

"Okay, I'm leaving."

Yagi Sakura stood up. She had a pleasant chat with Kiyosumi's team members just now. She also untied her knot and returned to her original cheerful and optimistic appearance.

She looked at Nan Yan. She originally wanted to make a bold statement like, 'I can't lose before the finals, only I can beat you.' But when she turned around, she found that Nan Yan was teasing her sister.

He wasn't paying attention to her at all!

This Nan Yan doesn't like his sister, she is still a child!

He immediately pulled Yagi Yui to him angrily, and then said to Nanyan: "Nanyan, if you lose to someone else before the finals, I can't forgive you!

See you at the exhibition game! "

After that, he left quickly with his confused sister.

Reporter Yagi finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and then said goodbye to everyone in Qingcheng.

"As expected of Xiaohe, his performance was extremely perfect!"

The minister first praised Haramura Kazu, and then arranged the next game plan.

“There will be no game for us in the afternoon, and I have already booked a nearby hotel to stay temporarily for one night.

Since there are many teams participating in Nagano this year, two consecutive games will be played tomorrow.

In the morning, they will play against last year's third-place team Chengshan Commercial, with a four-to-one match; in the afternoon, it will be a quarter-final match, with four to two.

And in the quarterfinals, we will have a match with Fengyue Girls' High School. Although we can advance to the finals as long as we compete for second place, it is best to defeat Fengyue Girls' High School and qualify first in the group. Do you understand? "

"Understood."

Everyone in Qingcheng nodded.

Tomorrow will be two tough battles.

However, Nan Yan has a question: "Speaking of Minister, can we really afford the hotel with our clear budget?"

After all, he lived a budget-conscious life in his previous life, and Nan Yan was still a bit sensitive about expenses.

To be honest, Qingcheng High School is located in a remote area, and its teaching resources are only unsatisfactory. Qingcheng's mahjong club has never been taken seriously by the school, and the funds for its activities have always been paid by Jiudi.

That's why Xiaowa's father criticized this school and always hoped that the family would move to Tokyo and let Haramura Kazu transfer to a better high school in Tokyo.

This time he came to participate in a county-level competition and had to stay in a hotel at night. He wondered whether Qingcheng's funds were really enough?

As soon as these words came out.

All the members reacted instantly and looked at Takei Jiu.

Could it be that the minister paid for the hotel stay in advance?

Seeing this, Jiudi couldn't hide it: "It's true that I paid a sum in advance, but as long as I can win tomorrow's game, it will all be worth it."

"How does this work?"

Sometani Mako was a little anxious. She knew that Takei Jiu was sometimes a very pushy person. Even if there were problems in the club, he would hide them without telling the members and try to solve them on his own.

All the funds are provided by the minister alone, so Takeiji has paid too much for the club.

"Actually, I have a proposal."

Nan Yan continued: "I will pay for the insufficient funds for this event, but I have a small request.

I will get an additional 10% of the prize money from the national competition. "

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The four first-year students in Qingcheng were stunned.

Sometani Mako also looked surprised.

Nan Yan really dares to say that when he played in the county level competition, he was already preparing to divide the prize money of the national competition. Fortunately, they made it clear that they were discussing, otherwise an outsider would probably think that this kid This is nonsense!

"Okay, I have no objection." Takei Jiuya was slightly surprised, but then expressed his attitude.

To be honest, Qingcheng's funds were indeed insufficient. She planned to borrow a sum of money from an acquaintance in the future. She did not tell the team members because she was afraid that they would be under pressure outside of the competition.

She thought she could just bear it.

But Nan Yan made the matter clear and put it on the table, so there was no need to continue to cover it up.

"Neither did we."

Qingcheng and the four little ones all had no objections.

Even though Yuancunhe's family is quite prosperous, her pocket money is very limited. It's okay to buy clothes, skirts and daily necessities for girls, but it's not enough to go out and stay in hotels and treat guests to dinner.

At this point, her parents calculated very accurately and did not want her to spend money randomly when going out with other friends.

Sometani Mako was a little curious: "Nan Yan, are you so rich?"

She really couldn't see it.

After all, Nan Yan's food and clothing expenses were at a relatively low level, and he didn't look like a wealthy person.

"It's not bad. It's definitely enough to cover the activity expenses." Nan Yan nodded.

Nanmeng's family is indeed very wealthy. In Nanyan's opinion, the original owner Nanmengyan is just a second-generation rich man with a lot of savings in his hands.

Namco Ichiro is a very casual person, and he often gives him a year or two's living expenses at a time. Sometimes this person even forgets whether he has given living expenses to his children, and then pays Nanyan and Namco again, even if Nan Meng Ke reminded me, and he also said that he would just use it as pocket money for you, and he didn't care at all.

He is obviously a second-generation rich man, but Nan Mengyan is not doing as he wants because of his character flaws, which is really disappointing.

"I'm really sorry for causing Junior Nan Yan to worry so much."

Takeijiu showed a hint of apology.

Fortunately, it was Junior Nan Yan whose powers of observation were truly astonishing. He could spot problems that others couldn't see at a glance, and it really couldn't be hidden from him.

Then she took a long breath, clenched her fists and said, "Everyone, please show your style tomorrow and let everyone realize the strength of our Qingcheng!"

The two key battles leading to the finals are here!