Three flaps, accompanied by the sound of the game.

The 3 round chips are like flat billiards, dodging and moving between the small jungle of marbles.

If you have more chips, there will naturally be additional collisions with each other, creating trouble for the smooth whereabouts.

However, when the first chip shook its head all the way down, broke free from the disorderly arranged steel balls, and fell into the hole, the whereabouts of the remaining two chips became much more convenient.

Nanzhou also had cupcakes and pomegranate water at her hand. She didn't look at the side, she was completely enjoying the process of playing pinball.

Half an hour later, he increased his one-time chip count to four.

Dai Xuelin scoffed at this.

He doesn't have that kind of ease.

His goals are clear and his thinking is clear.

Fruit is just a condiment, the clown is the point.

Just one clown symbol in the first place can easily win the 1000 chip prize.

The fruit's score, he doesn't like it at all.

However, it is precisely because the goal is clear that when that goal is always firmly framed in the framework of probability, he has no choice but to wait.

After playing a few games, Dai Xuelin has a general understanding of the mechanism of the coin pusher.

The coin pusher, not playing cards, not mahjong, no ever-changing flower heads, and even nothing to use your brain.

Even if an old master comes, facing such a lifeless machine that will only say "welcome" to you according to a fixed procedure, he would not dare to say that he has absolute certainty of making a comeback.

Qujinsha is the owner of the casino, as long as the mind is normal, it is impossible to adjust the probability of a certain machine to have a clown pattern particularly high.

There is only one thing the player can do:

Wait, then pray for good luck.

…he understands the truth, but why not come?

Because it's too easy to think about in free time, Dai Xuelin couldn't help thinking, should he learn from Nanzhou and try to manipulate the flap to let more chips fall in?

He put his fingertips to the palm of his hand, wiped off a thin layer of sweat inside, and gripped the joystick.

Looking at the Nanzhou operation, it seems to be an extremely simple thing.

But in practice, Dai Xuelin realized that his and Nanzhou's gameplay are completely different.

Nanzhou puts in a small amount of chips at a time, the vision is clear, and the trajectory of the whereabouts of the chips can be predicted more freely.

But the density of chips invested by myself is too high, there is no room for action at all, and it is counterproductive.

After an unfamiliar push and pull, many chips that could have fallen into the groove of the rocker arm were swept away by the baffle he dropped.

The result is that this round, fewer 100 chips are successfully holed, only 7.

…play your mother.

Dai Xuelin gritted his posterior molars and honestly gave up unnecessary operations.

Fortunately, he has his own advantages, and a large number of falling chips make his fruit lights increase rapidly.

Even the "watermelon" whose points were cleared at the beginning and made him eat a dumb loss has now risen to more than 20 points.

But Dai Xuelin was not happy soon.

The speed of scoring is fast, which means that the speed of returning to zero has also become unbeatable.

Originally, there were more than 70 points of "lemon", and the points were approaching 100, but the machine never meant to shake out the "lemon".

He could only watch the seductive number after "Lemon" flicker, snap back to "0".

In contrast, except for one accidental miss and 1 chip failed to fall into the groove, Nanzhou was almost a hit.

The number of his fruits has not increased, most of the fruits are kept at 50 points, and there are 4 fruits above 70 points.

Even if he draws the lowest level reward like the connection bonus, he can still take the guarantee.

The clown never came, and the frequent fruit connection awards were not enough to fill the gap that was gradually dug in Dai Xuelin's heart.

A reward of less than 100 coins is simply not enough to promote this heavy and turbulent sea of ​​coins.

The competition between him and Nanzhou is all in slow progress, no one is better than the other, and there is always a big gap.

In this case, Nanzhou can easily ride on his head and swing his feet because of his high hit rate and high fruit base score.

Like he is now, after the end of a game, he still has the leisure to do a simple energy supplement, eat cupcakes, hook his feet on the sides of the chair, and sway freely.

Such anxiety and pressure made Dai Xuelin uncontrollably doubt everything.

…

Time came and went like a stream of chips like a chip he injected into the machine.

In the blink of an eye, 3 hours have passed.

The day outside the "paper gold" cannot penetrate into the dark curtain wall.

The distracting thoughts in Dai Xuelin's heart were like sparse and sparse weeds, rising and rising steadily.

He couldn't help thinking, is it correct to continue playing like this?

Their points are now at a serious disadvantage, even if he is full of horsepower and does not rest, with 100 chips in a game, it will take 2 minutes to just plug it in non-stop.

It takes time for the chips to fall, and so does the game stick.

His highest record is 15 bids.

The fastest game is over, and it takes about 8 minutes.

The speed of Nanzhou's stacking chips is very fast, and it has already begun to use 5 chips for five-line operations.

His longest game, up to 4 minutes.

The highlight is a short, flat, fast.

Due to the short time and the high hit rate, the probability of Nanzhou shaking the fruit reward is always on the same level as himself.

This highly simulated human body also gave Dai Xuelin too much drag.

Frequent investment of chips made Dai Xuelin's mouth numb, and the base of his thumb began to swell. His lips became cracked due to long-term lack of water intake, and the cracked skin made him unable to resist While waiting, he ripped anxiously, dyeing his fingertips red, red and white.

When feeding chips, Dai Xuelin always felt like he was feeding a tiger.

A tiger with a mouth drooling, silently dormant, ready to devour itself in one bite.

In order to alleviate the panic caused by such an illusion, Dai Xuelin could only constantly console himself.

After playing for so long, Nanzhou used less than 200 chips and 2000 points.

If they lose by one point, they will only pay 40,000 points at most.

Even if you lose, it's not a big loss.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, the backup team arranged for them will come.

At that time, they will have a chance!

Dai Xuebin saw his brother fighting for 3 hours in a row, and his spirit was already showing a little nervousness in the excitement, so he couldn't help suggesting: "Can I take care of you for a while?"

In the end, Nan Zhou, who heard their conversation, dispelled their thoughts of changing people with just one sentence: "Then can I change Brother Fang?"

The difficulty level of Jiang Fang, they have seen yesterday.

Letting him intervene will only add more unpredictable variables.

After waiting for 3 hours, Dai Xuelin's machine suddenly let out a long and strange laugh.

"Hahahaha—"

Joker!

A clown pattern, the clown that appeared 5 times before, but failed to appear in the first place, appeared in the first place!

Dai Xuelin stood up in excitement, the hand holding the joystick trembled slightly.

The second one must be a clown too!

Please, if it's a clown!

But he quickly calmed down, leaned back, sat down again, and said to himself in his heart: How could it be a clown, I really think too much, if it is a clown, he will stand upside down rod.

At this stage, he can't give himself too much hope, otherwise it will just add to disappointment.

Sure enough, what appeared in the second place was a solitary "banana".

Dai Xuelin's happy mood seemed to be poured into a basin of cold water.

But he still tried his best to comfort himself: Look, it really isn't.

In any case, the gap can be opened from here!

Now!

Dai Xuelin unconsciously aimed at Nan Zhou, wanting to see a trace of shake and unease on his face to expand his joy.

6 chips are in the hole.

He also breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the chrysanthemum tea with rock sugar that Li Yinhang had just poured for him, and drank it hot.

…Oh, just pretending to be calm.

The moment Dai Xuelin turned his head reluctantly, the clown's wild laughter sounded again in his ears.

His lips lifted subconsciously.

The third one also won—

However, after focusing on his own panel, his smile froze.

The laughter came from the direction of machine 1.

Nan Zhou held a teacup and made a short interjection: "…ah."

He turned his head to Jiang Fang and said, "Brother Fang, a line of clown bonuses appeared."

Jiang Fang is using the kitchen built in the casino to DIY macarons.

He praised from a distance: "Oh, not bad. How many times have you seen the clown?"

Nan Zhou lowered his head and calculated: "7 times."

Dai Xuelin, who just consciously opened the gap, was kicked back to the edge of the cliff again.

…7 times?

His clown only appeared 6 times!

This is what Qujinsha said "No. 3 machine is good"?

Actually, this makes perfect sense.

The probability of the clown pattern appearing on the 3rd machine is the highest, which is 4.2%, and the 1st machine is slightly inferior, at 3.5%.

Therefore, within 200 draws, because of the probability, there is a gap of 1 to 2 clowns, which is also a change within a reasonable range.

What's more, Nanzhou's clown, like Dai Xuelin, only has 6 clowns in total.

High-dimensional people also found this in the bullet screens, and they wrote "wrong" and "6".

But because there is only one clown difference, no one knows if Nan Zhou is wrong on purpose.

In the eyes of others who have God's perspective outside the game, a clown who does not appear in the first place is completely meaningless.

Even if Nan Zhou made a miscalculation, what could affect the overall situation?

But to Dai Xuelin, the difference between the clowns is of great significance.

He couldn't control his emotions for a while, and he punched the edge of the ring, causing the machine to shake violently.

The flashing lights on the machine stopped for a while, and then they all turned red, and they screamed loudly.

Being shrouded in a dazzling blood-red light, his expression also became hideous.

Nan Zhou finally got distracted from his joyful joystick game and glanced at him.

He turned towards Qu Jinsha, pointed at Dai Xuelin whose shoulders were slightly undulating, and complained, "Boss, he destroyed the machine."

Qu Jinsha, who has been standing on the sidelines, was suddenly named, and she was stunned for a while.

Nan Zhou said: "You told me last night that kicking and shaking the machine is illegal. Once found, it will be cleared out."

…Ah.

Qu Jinsha scratched her cheeks and blatantly protected her once: "We open the door to do business. If the guests are just venting their emotions, there is no reason for us to drive them out immediately, right? This time, sir, he didn't shake his chips, so let's give a warning first, okay?"

Speaking, he turned towards Dai Xuelin: "Mr. Dai, please be careful, if you destroy the machine again, our game will be stopped immediately."

Dai Xuelin's mentality that was on the verge of collapse was even more unstable.

He stared at Qu Jinsha, his eyes dark.

His attention was not on "Qu Jinsha protected him".

What he is concerned about is that Qu Jinsha really reminded Nan Zhou last night and explained the rules of the coin pusher to Nan Zhou!

Thinking of this, superimposed on the suspicion that he forcibly suppressed before, all of Qu Jinsha's warnings lost their credibility with Dai Xuelin.

He held the chip bucket and silently sat on the No. 2 machine that he had been more optimistic about.

More coins, more fruit scores, and greater temptation.

Nan Zhou asked him a little question when he saw him sitting up suddenly: "Huh?"

Dai Xuelin laughed: "Why, can't I sit here?"