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After graduating, my card-playing skills improved a bit thanks to practicing every day to level up. Why only a bit? I guess it’s because I’m not very smart. Although I always use loud nicknames when playing cards (things like ‘God of Gambling’, ‘Saint of Gambling’, or even ‘Invincible’), I can’t save face in the end, and I always end up losing. Fortunately, I can also take it in stride; since I’m not cut out for this, I just treat it as a form of entertainment – as long as I’m happy, that’s enough. I remember back in college, playing cards with my friends. I wasn’t very good at it at that time, and I also didn’t have enough skills, so I was often the subject of their jokes. Sometimes, because the moves I made made no sense, those experienced players were confused, while my opponents were left both amused and puzzled. I was quite at ease back then and had a positive attitude; of course, there were times when I would deliberately say or do things to make everyone laugh (purely to bring joy and liven up the atmosphere). As a result, I usually lost when playing cards (though occasionally I managed to pull off a surprise win), but I still enjoyed it and kept trying again and again, despite losing time after time. Of course, it’s because I’m happy; even though I always lose, there are still people who like to play with me and be my opponents (the main one being my arch-rival – I won’t mention his name here to avoid unnecessary criticism and attacks). Actually, having said so much, it’s not that I want to criticize them; I just know that I miss those days. Those days when there were occasional minor conflicts, but they were never taken to heart ; Those days, filled with laughter and joy, honesty and sincerity! Gamers, how are you all doing?
I miss those days; they remain unforgettable to this day!
Yes, it’s so nostalgic, upgrading.
Gamers, I miss those days. How are you all doing?
I remember that on the night of the holiday, and even in the nights that followed, we would stay up all night, which really annoyed the old man who lived in the apartment.
It’s all your fault, LZ – you’ve brought back my long-forgotten memories. . . . . . . .
What a memorable thing that was; it’s just a shame that time always passes so quickly
Hehe, compared to you, our memories are sweet; back then we hardly ever lost when playing cards