Talk about upgrading

Upgrading, also known as tractors, should be popular in the south. There is a similar poker game in the northwest, which is called "Double Buckle". The difference is that in the upgrade, the opponent plays a pair, tractor or master. When your hand is smaller than his, you can pad the cards and play from small to large. The game of "Double Buckle" has a cruel name since childhood, which is called "Cramp Peeling", and there is no strength to fight back in the end. I think this rule really violates the art of war.

The first time I played upgrade, I was with my sister and brother-in-law and their classmates. Well, they all have a bad influence. When my friends come, they take me as a substitute and make me addicted.

Brother-in-law is the most advanced person I have ever met. In Changsha in March, when I was working with my brother-in-law, my sister and mother always didn't get along. First, my mother is not good at playing, so she is a typical pig teammate. Second, because my brother-in-law is really good at counting cards, he often reminds me that this suit is still different, and I don't know which suit I have at home.

My brother-in-law once exposed the black history: when I was in college, I upgraded with a flashlight when I turned off the lights at night. The next morning, he bought breakfast and waited for his sister on the ground floor of the girls' building, and then went to class or read books in the library together.

I suspect that my brother-in-law can graduate smoothly because my sister gave him a cheat sheet.

Get down to business. Get tireless guidance from famous teachers and more than half a month's practical training. I feel that I have made rapid progress, haha ~ I am still lazy in counting cards and points.

Until one night, my sister and I partnered, and I was the banker. That hand is really good, few cards and big cards. I plan to get rid of the master first. After two or three rounds of adjustment, I found that my sister and mother had no master cards, and a big alarm sounded in my heart: the rest of the master cards are in my brother-in-law's place!

This is really a situation in which the two armies are confronted and evenly matched. I am nervous and excited: what is more gratifying than shining on you and Blue?

In an instant, I got up the spirit of an extremely high score and started a series of calculations and thinking: how many masters are there in a * * *? How many masters are there? How many? How many kings are there? Is there a positive K? I even figured out which owners my brother-in-law had according to his main flower, and compared who had the bigger cards in our hands.

The fact is, we have the same number of master cards, but when I played a deck of cards, my brother-in-law took the master card away. Plus, my main card is slightly bigger, winning my brother-in-law is half safe, grinning, leaning forward and leaning back, and going to bed happily.

I don't regret upgrading, haha ~

I have also been addicted to playing upgrades on social software and met a card friend who has a very tacit understanding and a story.

Sometimes when I get a bad hand, I really want to throw it away and run ~

Upgrading is really a test of IQ and tacit understanding with the family.

For example, if my sister and brother-in-law join hands, my mother and I will be easily killed ~

Let people love and hate the upgrade! Haha ~