Chapter 542: Let’s Play What You Are Good At – Memory Part One (2/2)

After all, no one could do it.

Xu Cheng gestured for a professional dealer to come out. The dealer took out three decks of cards and gave it to Yan Jingfan. “You can check the cards first. We don’t want you blaming the cards again later.”

Yan Jingfan carefully checked the cards, even weighing them. After making sure each card was the right weight, he was sure that there were no special marks on the cards that could help Xu Cheng cheat.

For regulated international competitions, the cards all had a strict set of standards for specification and weight.

After the staff cooperated with Yan Jingfan to check the cards, he expressed his reassurance.

Then, the dealer put a deck in front of Yan Jingfan, one in front of Xu Cheng, and left another one in his hand.

The dealer swiftly washed the cards, which was also very cool to watch. He would use one hand to split the deck into portions and alternatingly let them wash into each other card by card, completely randomizing the number and suits.

Putting the final deck onto the table with his hand covering it, he looked at the two and said, “We’re about to begin, are you ready?”

Xu Cheng and Yan Jingfan both looked at the deck and gestured that they were ready. Especially Yan Jingfan, he looked very serious as he stared right at the dealer’s hand that was covering the deck.

Both of them said in unison. “Ready!”(read on noodletowntranslated dot com to support the actual translators)

The dealer suddenly spread out the cards in a fan formation, each card was neatly spaced apart equally, allowing all 52 cards’ number and suit to be seen clearly.

At the same time, the dealer picked up the timer and started the countdown.(read on noodletowntranslated dot com to support the actual translators)

Xu Cheng just casually scanned through the cards.

But Yan Jingfan, he narrowed his eyes and locked onto the numbers’ sequence and suits, trying his hardest to remember them all, looking as if his brain was in overdrive and even beginning to sweat out of his forehead.(