Chapter 37 - Tempest of the Sealed Chamber?

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Quietly, she lifted up the jacket that was covering his face and slipped under it…

Everyone…

Dang! Why cover everything up?!

Just a normal dating relationship! Not even letting us watch! So not cool!

Gun yanked down his jacket and sat up straight, wearing a look that absolutely declared he had just been woken up. Her cheeks glowing rosily, Tong Nian held up her little pink computer and leaned in to let him see. “It’s this software program.”

“How do you use it?” He cast his eyes down at the screen.

Everybody’s ears pricked up.

“There’s fifty-two cards in total.” Softly, she explained, “When the first deal is done, after you subtract the two cards in your hand, there are still another fifty cards. So, the next round, the probability of each card is…”

Everyone was baffled. What was Little Sister-In-Law talking about?

Only Gun, Dt, and 97 could understand what she was saying. This was a calculation of odds for various hands and the probability of a winning hand. But after five minutes, 97 was already starting to get lost with what he was hearing.

“When the opponent bets all-in at the flop, you continue to call bets…” At this point, Dt did not understand what he was hearing anymore. He did not play Texas Hold’em.

“The method the program uses to calculate… And you also need to include your own probability of a straight or a flush…” At this point, it was also completely over 97’s head.

In the end, there was only the little girlie talking absorbedly while Gun listened with increasing interest.

The end of the entire explanation was reached.

Tong Nian did not know at all that behind her, as she solemnly explained everything, everybody was already looking worshipfully at her backside, eyes filled with cries of “Holy crap! What in the world is Sister-In-Law talking about?!”

“Since when did you learn this game?” gun asked quizzically.

Red flushed Tong Nian’s cheeks as she shook her head. “I don’t know how to actually play, and I don’t play very well, even now. This is purely a theoretical calculation… It’s just, um, the second time we met, you were playing this, so that made me curious. When I went back, I bought a few books: No Limit Hold’em: Theory and Practice, The Laws Governing Poker Hands, and Those Years of Poker and Me—

In reality, all I did is write a little probability calculation software program, hoping that it would make you happy. Covering my face shyly…

“Do you like it?” Her index fingers poking together against her chin, she put on a cute look that requested praise.

Gun raised his brows, then, in the nature of a reward, patted her little cheek.

Immediately, she began wagging her tail!

Even though the brains of true professional players of this game already possessed a probability calculator that had come about from years of accumulated practice and experience and was far more practical than these software programs, still… He threw a glance at the group behind him. To occasionally have everyone participate in some competitions or something during some spare time was not a bad idea. “We’ve gotten a little sick of rock-climbing lately. We’ll arrange to hold a few Texas Hold’em tournaments amongst ourselves.” With his arm resting on the seatback, he turned and instructed the several team captains and team leads, “If we can play well, K&K can also invest some money to organize an annual professional tournament.”

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