105: Mahjong Club Chronicles

Liu Qingyun kept tugging at his hair. This was absolutely the biggest problem he had ever encountered in his life. Exams and job hunting were mere child's play compared to this difficulty.

"Your parents are traditional thinkers, and clearly, you've been influenced by that thinking too. But your sister isn't; the ideology she accepts is open-minded.

This is a difference in ideology, which is why you find it so hard to accept right now."

"Yes, I really can't accept it. She's clearly still just a child."

"But in her eyes, after turning 18, she is no longer a child—she is a woman.

You should think about it carefully first. I'll head back to school now. However, my personal advice is that you shouldn't tell your parents about this, or the trouble will be immense."

Liu Qingyun was stunned for a long time, not even noticing when Shen Qian left.

For Shen Qian, being a scumbag to this young girl was easy, but the only trouble was Liu Qingyun. After all, Liu Qingyun was his Counselor. Offending a Counselor for a young girl? Possible, but unnecessary.

That girl had already blocked all paths for her brother, leaving Liu Qingyun with only one choice.

Now, Shen Qian could almost remain completely calm when kissing young girls. Except for Xie Wan and Xia Mengling, whom he needed to resist slightly, the others were nothing to him.

A group announcement popped up on his phone: the club was holding its first activity since the welcoming of new members.

The Mahjong Club. Shen Qian didn't quite understand why this club was established at school, and what he understood even less was why Feng Qinmian had joined it.

Beautiful women plus mahjong always made Shen Qian feel a bit distracted, reminding him of the Beautiful Dealers in the middle segments of certain videos.

Both the President and Vice President of the Mahjong Club were girls. Feng Qinmian wasn't even a Vice President, which surprised him a little.

"Junior Student, have we met somewhere before."

Before Shen Qian could make a move, Feng Qinmian actually took the initiative to approach him.

"There's definitely something up with this Senior Student." Shen Qian looked surprised, but inwardly, he was already secretly on guard.

"Senior Feng! You're here too! Do you like mahjong?"

"I wouldn't say I like it. I've never been able to learn it, so I thought I'd study up so I can play with my family when I go home for the New Year.

Do you really like mahjong, Junior Student?"

"Actually, I don't know how either. I also want to learn. I still can't even recognize all the tiles."

"Well, I'm a little better than you then. I'll teach you during the activity later."

"Really? Thank you, Senior Student."

"Is there anyone here who has never played mahjong at all? Please raise your hand." The President asked from the stage.

Shen Qian raised his hand and looked around. Besides him, two or three other people had never played mahjong before.

"Alright, since most people have played, let's start playing. You, you're at my table."

The President pointed at Shen Qian.

"You, you, and you, you'll be at a table with the Vice President, and him, and him, respectively."

"President, I haven't even recognized all the tiles yet. Do I have to join the table?"

"What's the big deal? You'll get familiar with everything after playing a few rounds at the table."

Shen Qian didn't know why, but the President's gaze felt strange, making him a little uncomfortable. But he was Shen Qian; since he had come, there was no reason to back down.

"You're Shen Qian, right? Our club has a rule: mahjong is a National Treasure, and the club must be pure, so absolutely no gambling for money at the mahjong table."

The President said this while skillfully stacking the tiles. Shen Qian nodded in understanding. Seriously, if they were gambling for money, could this club even exist?

"But as a competitive game, there always needs to be some kind of stake or reward. For example, sports meets have medals, and performances have certificates. You understand what I mean?"

"Understood. So, do we need to set up prize money?"

"No, no, no. Money must absolutely not be involved. If money is involved, wouldn't that truly become gambling? We are here to study the National Treasure and competition, so naturally, we must design stakes that are healthy for both body and mind."

"Then..."

Shen Qian looked at the other two people at the table. They were also girls, looking about a 4/10—not ugly, just average. The President was about a 5/10, significantly worse than Feng Qinmian, but considered pretty compared to ordinary people.

"Is it a coincidence that I have one man and three women at this table?" Shen Qian suddenly understood the President's gaze now—it was the excitement of a hunter spotting prey.

"We have Penalty Cards here."

The President said this while pulling out a deck of cards, similar in size to poker cards, but covered with various texts.

"In every round, there will be one big loser. The big loser needs to draw one of these cards and complete the task written on it."

Shen Qian took the so-called Penalty Cards. The tasks were nothing more than squats, push-ups, and the most extreme one was taking off a piece of clothing. Seen this way, it was indeed a "body and mind healthy stake," as the President had claimed.

"How about it? Can you accept this?"

"I can accept it, but I don't know how to play at all. President, aren't you bullying me a bit?"

"It's fine. We can skip the stakes for the first few rounds. Mahjong is just a game, really. As long as you familiarize yourself with the rules and play a few rounds, you'll pick it up quickly.

Don't you boys play games often? You can quickly grasp the complex rules of certain card games, so mahjong should be even easier for you."

That logic was sound, but the opponent was so eager for him to start playing. Looking at the other newcomers, they were just watching by the side of the tables. Shen Qian didn't believe there was no motive for this special "care."

"Alright, but please don't lecture me, Senior Students, if I play badly."

"How could we? For a handsome Junior Student like you, we can't spoil you enough."

Saying this, the three of them exchanged glances.

Shen Qian truly didn't know how to play mahjong, but that didn't mean his learning ability was poor. The rules of mahjong weren't complicated, and he quickly got the hang of it.

"Win!"

When he won the first hand, he felt a little thrill, like getting a Penta Kill in a game. The sense of accomplishment brought by this instant success felt great.

But as he snapped out of the excitement of winning, he recalled the previous moment: the two Senior Students had exchanged a glance and then played a tile that allowed him to win.

"They are trying to get me hooked!"

As an Advanced Scumbag, subtle changes in a woman's expression could no longer escape his notice. It wasn't difficult to deduce the opponent's objective based on their actions.

Shen Qian quickly understood the goals of the three women at the table.

"These three want to get me addicted. Why?"

If he didn't understand the reason, he would just let them succeed and follow the script they wrote. Eventually, the truth would be revealed.