This short story participated in the activity. “You don't have to know what kind of writing we do.” Activity 7 of the Writers' Association The activity format is Exchange plots and write

The following is part of the plot.

Written by As, the owner of the pen name.

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When “Montra” (nickname: Mon), the only glasses-glassed girl from Mathayom 3/1 (King room), is a goddess-level card game follower to the point of winning the national championship (no one knows except her friends). A young woman with her own family) meets "Charles" a young Frenchman (half Thai, can speak Thai).

An amateur card gamer at her regular card shop. Montra challenged him to a duel without thinking much. The girl was very surprised by him. Because Charles Even if you are an amateur But can compete with her very closely. It can be said that her skills are comparable to those who competed with her in the national finals.

since then Montra often competes in card games with him. But one day, he disappeared and never returned to her regular card shop. Finally, a full year had passed. Montra becomes a high school girl who is determined to study and take the university entrance exam. with the intention that if everything is cleared up Going to find Charles who is like a friend to her.

While she was playing the Line app with a friend on the train on the way home. There was a message from a person she didn't know. But when looking at the picture Montra was sure that it was Charles for sure. The message said that 'I'll be waiting there,' she was sure that must be her regular card shop. The next day,

So she traveled there. And finally met him!

Montra is shocked that Charles has become a world-class card racer with very high skills. A young girl challenges him to compete. which Charles' skills have developed a lot both playing skills Both the perfect deck arrangement But in the end the magic defeated him. (Even though it's difficult)

Charles asked her. Montra really doesn't remember him? Before revealing himself that he was the son of a friend of his father who the girl used to know and who had invited him to play card games. (And also her first love) by showing her a card. which Montra gave to Charles on the day she invited her to play card games.

But Charles didn't play with her at that time and flew back to France. Because his grandfather had a heart attack. And then flew back to Thailand one year ago. But something suddenly happened again. When he had to visit relatives on his mother's side (who are Thai people) in other provinces first

After that, Montra competed with him and together formed the 'Blue Sky' team, where he and she overcame many obstacles until entering the world-class competition. Until winning, causing the names of 'Montra Pichaisitthiboon' and 'Charles Nodalf' to be engraved in the history of a new chapter in the world of card games!

The owner of the plot is “Somsak” (pseudonym).

Mathayom 3 students from a famous private school won the national card game competition (secondary school) for the second time in a row…

A young girl folds a newspaper and returns it to her father, who is sitting at the head of the table sipping coffee. On the chair opposite her mother gave her a soft smile. This morning, on the dining table, two pairs of eyes were filled with pride.

Montra, a goddess-level card game follower, to the point of winning the national championship. No one knows this except her closest female friends and family. In school, she was the only girl with thick glasses in Mathayom 3/1, a girl whose grades were at the top of the King's class.

Almost every evening she stops by here. Two-story wooden house, the distance is not close enough to walk back and forth. Just pushing the door in and a familiar scent wafting into your nostrils. A small book rental shop owned by two elderly grandparents, but filled with so many books, both old and new, that it felt uncomfortable. If you're used to it

“Hello, Grandma,” she greeted, but her eyes searched for someone else.

“Hello Numon. The old man went out to do business today and will probably be back soon,” the old woman said knowingly.

“So, Grandma? I'd like to go look at the book first." The old woman smiled kindly before lowering her head and continuing to read.

Montra walked past the bookshelves without much care. She picked up a book without even looking at what it was about. She walked deeper into the old wooden stairs. Both feet walked up the stairs at a familiar pace before they stopped dead in their tracks.

Just like the person who had been there before had sensed someone's arrival, he turned and smiled at her.

A pair of beautiful eyes still clearly had a look of wonder in them. But he slowly walked up the remaining three steps without saying anything.

“Uh, I feel like your face is very familiar,” the young man stammered, feeling embarrassed by the sight that looked like he was some kind of weirdo. The more the other party kept looking and didn't say anything, the more awkward he became.

“Uh.”

“Why are you here?”

young boy smiles widely It might sound funny to say that he felt like he could breathe easier when she uttered her first sentence. At least he knew what to say.

“Come and wait for the owner of the shop. Waiting to play card games with you.”

Dark brows furrowed together. As for Montra, the shop owner's grandfather is her number one sparring partner. But besides you, does anyone else know about this?

“Are you a card game player too?”

“Uh, calling it that isn't quite right. I'm still just an amateur and have never competed anywhere,” he replied. In his heart, he wondered if this person, aside from giving him curious glances that would find fault with him all the time, would have other emotions.

“Do you often play with Grandpa?”

“Uh, actually I just came today and haven't been able to play yet for the first day.”

“Um, so, Grandpa went out today, I don't know when he'll be back, in the meantime, let's compete for a round, shall we?”

The young man's eyes widened and he smiled as if he was very happy. It was so much that the other party couldn't help but think about how big it would be. Are you teasing me? Thinking up to this point made me annoyed for no reason.

“It is an honor to play with the number one player in the country.”

He surprised her again... “Do you know too?”

"You know, I'm a big fan, you know that?"

People who just found out that they had a fan club couldn't help but smile. The young man saw this and smiled.

Smile with him too.

Montra relieved his embarrassment by looking left and right before walking to pick up a Japanese table and spread it out in the middle of the room. As soon as she sat, he eagerly sat down opposite her. Montra placed a piece of paper and a pen on the table.

“Really, what is your name?”

“Charles, but seeing a foreigner's face like this, I am Thai. His mother is Thai and his father is a young Frenchman. Actually, I already know your name, Montra. Just like I said to my biggest fans,” Charles finished explaining himself. Montra just nodded slightly. She picked up her school bag.

“Use my card,” he said, pulling out a card box from his bag. She immediately dealt out ten cards to him and herself.

Montra sighed boredly when he saw the other person sitting intently counting on his fingers. She made the mistake of inviting him to play. I suspect that besides Grandfather, there is no one who is a suitable competitor for her…

“Then I'll start first,” she said, carelessly scribbling something down on a piece of paper. The more he saw the other party's determined expression, the more bored he felt.

“Wow, you lost?” he muttered when he saw the summary on the paper.

"What have you lost? We haven't started playing yet." As for her, she spoke up angrily. The more she saw the frowning face of the other party, the more it reinforced the feeling that I made a mistake by challenging this guy to a competition.

“A level six water element monster. The loser must choose a field.”

Montra looked up at the person who was thinking in surprise before a pair of beautiful eyes shone.

The whole room transformed into an ice rink.

“It's about to start.” As Charles took out one of the cards, a black, round, ball-sized creature emerged from the card. It had flat hands and feet and bright red eyes, staring at Charles with a blank expression.

“German Tick, an earth element monster, attack power 800, defense power 200,” Charles said loudly and clearly.

Montra looked down at the card, his face full of smiles. It was like blood was flowing throughout my body, feeling even more excited than when competing with my grandfather. It wasn't wrong that she challenged this guy to a competition.

"Losing until it hurts"

Charles said these words the moment he walked out of the store. If he didn't just complain and pay attention a little, he would probably see what mood the person walking in front of him was in. And his complaints were such a booster to her mood.

What is this idiot complaining about?

What an amateur, she almost didn't win. Even when competing in the national finals, I was not this tired at all. This is clearly a lie.

“She is truly divine, Montra.”

Montra stopped walking. She turned to look at the person following behind her. Charles made a face as he realized the displeasure in those eyes.

What's wrong with him?

Montra stared at him for a moment before walking forward without saying anything. People who are already confused are even more confused. So he could only follow quietly.

It's almost 9:00 p.m. Normally Montra wouldn't come home this late, probably because he'd lost track of time playing. The lights from the houses on both sides were bright enough to show the way. The surrounding atmosphere is quite quiet.

“Are you at your house yet?”

"Oh, and what about your house?"

Charles smiled and pointed back in the direction they had just walked. “It's three houses down.”

"oh"

“I just moved in. Dad bought the house from the previous owner.”

"It's not that," she rolled her eyes boredly. The other party looked puzzled.

“Why didn't you tell me? Why walk back and forth?”

Charles smiled widely when he heard this. He narrowed his eyes and raised one eyebrow.

“A gentleman should not let his lady go home alone in the dark at night.”

Montra smiled unconsciously. Wrinkle your nose irritably “It should be like that. I'm going into the house."

“Oh, um.”

After closing the gate, she stood there for a while. Charles waved his hand for her to wait until the figure disappeared into the house. That's when it was time to go home.

For a week, Montra and Charles played card games together every evening. Charles still hasn't been able to defeat her once. The two of them were now in the green grass as far as the eye could see. The grass reached the height of the two children's waists. The surrounding area was filled with white grass mist that floated along with the wind. He and she each had two cards left in their hands.

This time, Charles must be the one to reveal the card first. He took out one of the two cards. A young woman fell out of that card. The girl wore a black strapless dress that contrasted with her snowy white skin. Long black hair spread to her waist. His pitch black eyes showed no emotion.

“Night Princess, wind element monster, attack power 1000, defense power 1200.”

Montra looked down at the remaining cards in his hand. A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. The remaining cards in his hand were the two wind attribute cards. And one of them has higher attack power. For the first time, you will be able to see the results of winning and losing without having to fight to the last card.

“I would like to use one remaining magic card.” Charles revealed the face-down card. Immediately, the black-robed princess changed into a pink dress. Hair that was once black had turned bright yellow. Those expressionless, pitch-black eyes turned bright blue. The stats on the card changed to 2200 and 0.

Montra looked at what was happening and couldn't believe his eyes.

"Here comes Princess Barbie. Attack power 2200."

“Lost again,” Charles complained in the same sentence almost every day. It seems like this time he will complain especially when he thinks he might have won on the last card.

“You shouldn't have made a mistake or you would have already won.”

The person leading the way had been quiet since the moment he left the house, causing the person with extremely slow feelings to feel it. When he stopped complaining, only footsteps could be clearly heard, not even the sound of the wind interfering. Charles took a few longer steps and came to stand next to her. He secretly looked at the person who was looking down at the ground for a long time before he asked.

“Is something wrong?”

“Why Princess of the Night…” she mumbled, that was all he heard but it caused the rhythm of his walk to change. He looked at her from behind his lips, revealing a faint smile. If she had paid even a little attention, she would have seen those eyes looking at him. It's gentler than ever.

The green field was filled with white mist of grass flowers. Why are you here? Isn't the competition already over? The wind that had been blowing calmly suddenly became stronger, causing bits of grass below to fly away. Its white color was now all over the place. It was so thick that she could only faintly see the image in front of her, but she remembered it.

The girl with those black, expressionless eyes Montra has something to ask this woman. But it seemed as if the closer she got, the figure became further away and eventually disappeared. Disappeared in a fleeting moment of white mist. But in front of her, she saw another woman. A young girl with bright blue eyes smiled at the magic.

Montra barely noticed that the grass that had once reached almost her waist was now just a small grass that didn't even reach her ankles. She was about to say something but those blue eyes stopped Montra from speaking. She followed those eyes. Behind Montra there was a large tree. How did it get there?

Something drew her to walk. Walk to that tree. On the other side of the not-so-large tree, there was a boy leaning against it…

She had never felt so strongly like going to the store before. Montra almost ran into the shop when the door was pushed open.

“Hello, Grandma and Grandpa,” she said without stopping. Both feet walked quickly towards the back of the store. Stepping up the stairs in a hurry… Those eyes flashed with disappointment when they didn't see the person who was supposed to be up there. Every time he will always come before you. Montra sighed. I walked slowly and picked up a Japanese table to spread out.

She sat with her chin resting and sighed heavily again… Today she may have come too quickly.

Montra almost looked up at the stairs every five minutes, but after more than half an hour he still hadn't come. Until now, she was face down on the table.

Her senses were very sensitive to it. Montra immediately raised her head and turned towards the stairs with a smile. But she could only smile like that. The smile that was initially full of excitement turned into a sad smile.

“Is it your grandfather?”

“And who do you think you are, Numon?” Grandfather asked with a smile spreading across his face. Montra smiled slightly in response. She had always wondered why Grandpa and Grandma always had smiles on their faces.

“I suspect Charles won't come today. Shall we try competing? I haven't played with Noo Mon for a long time."

Sunday afternoon, Montra stood in front of the bookshelf. It was only in the past year that she had come to feel that this store was a book rental store and was able to use it for its intended purpose. Montra picked up a book. Open it and bend your head to read as the nine feet go on and on. Until he came to a stop at the end of the road without realizing it.

An old wooden staircase that she hadn't stepped on in almost a year. For as long as she hadn't seen him…

It was like something was telling her to step up. Montra slowly walked up the stairs. Her mind that was thought to be calm was not so calm when deep down she still hoped to meet someone up there.

“Noo Mon,” the owner's grandmother's voice called out as she climbed only four steps. Montra sighed and shook his head at his own thoughts.

“Father is already waiting.”

"Grandmother's fees"

She hadn't been up there in nearly a year, much like she hadn't played a card game. Maybe because there were many things for her to do. She is now a high school student. Studying for her dream faculty and university was the only thing she had to think about at this time. It's like that.

She hadn't seen Charles since that day. For a week she came here every day to wait for him, but she couldn't find him. It was like he had disappeared from her life. At first admitting that she was very angry, he disappeared without saying a word. So angry that he thought that in this life he would never see him again. But it's probably true that someone said that once people are angry to the max, they can't be angry anymore.

If she had magic, she would find him. He is like an important friend. I hope that this world will have some magic. The magic that inspired him to meet her again.

At 8 p.m. on Tuesday night, she was still sitting on the train. If I were to speak correctly, I would have to say that at 8 p.m. every day she was still sitting on the electric train. Montra's high school life was simple. Get out of school, take extra classes, come home, read, do your homework, and go to bed. Wake up early and go to school.

She might be like any other teenager who is so addicted to her phone that she doesn't pay attention to her surroundings. She thought while chatting online with a friend. But she knew she wasn't addicted to it. She could actually look at it for hours but didn't feel anything special. The phone world is nothing exciting for her. It's not like the world of…

The application's loud beep interrupts my thoughts. She clicked on it without realizing that it was the name of a person she wasn't familiar with. There were people she wasn't familiar with.

But the image that appeared on the screen caused the consciousness to freeze for a moment before the person could sense the heartbeat. It may still beat at the same rhythm, but its sound echoed in the senses. A pair of beautiful eyes shone brightly. And the more she saw that short message, the more confident she became.

'I'll be waiting there'

For the first time in months, Montra didn't have extra class on Wednesday evening. After school, she came straight here. In fact, she had wanted to come since last night if it weren't for the fact that it was too late.

“Hello, Grandfather.” Montra smiled widely and greeted the owner of the shop before walking straight in. She walked up the familiar stairs. Not yet having reached the final stage, the magic stopped moving. She remembers that back.

Charles turned around. Both Montra and Charles kept looking at each other. There were smiles and looks of joy on both children's faces. Now the nervous system that controls vocalization appears to have temporarily stopped firing. There was silence for quite some time before Charles uttered his first sentence.

"Uh, hello Montra. Long time no see."

“A long time, a very long time,” Montra said absently as he climbed the remaining steps. She stopped in front of him, not too far away. The two children looked slightly confused before smiling broadly at each other.

“Where have you been for a year?”

“Uh,” Charles gulped, raising his eyebrows as his nerves began to sink in.

“You haven't been following my news?”

The look of wonder in those eyes seemed to confirm Charles' words.

“What is it, mantra? Here, I have worked hard to improve my skills and become the ninth-ranked card gamer in the world.”

Montra looked stunned, as if he still hadn't put the story together well before smiling widely, excitement evident in his eyes.

"Really"

"That's true. What is it that you haven't been following the news about?"

Montra smiled faintly at him. She hasn't followed news about card games in almost a year.

“So, let's play a game, world-class players,” she said with a smile. Charles smiled widely before sitting on the floor where a table was already spread out.

“So you still haven't told me where you've gone?” she asked after sitting across from him.

“There was a reason why I had to go stay with my mother's relatives in another province.”

Montra dealt with the guard without asking any further questions.

The final round of the race saw the two men in the middle of a green field with white grass spray floating in the air. Each side now has two cards left in their hand. Charles was the first to take the card.

“Night Princess, wind element monster, attack power 1000, defense power 1200.”

A girl in a black dress came out of the guard. It's like the events of the last race have come back again.

Montra looked at the Princess of the Night with a smile before turning her eyes to Charles. The boy couldn't help but feel surprised by the strange smile.

“Are you going to cheat again this time?”

Charles frowned in confusion. Both your words and your smile

“Didn't you use one extra card that time? And…where is that Princess Barbie?”

Charles felt his heart beat uncontrollably. He wasn't confident in those words, but he was confident in her eyes and smile.

“You know.”

"um"

He smiled widely, his eyes shining with happiness more than ever before.

“Since when?”

“That night, after our last game, I had a dream. I'm not sure but I was so excited I couldn't wait for school to end. But when I arrived I couldn't find it.”

“Uh, that is.”

“Let it be,” she smiled, causing the guilty man to smile as well. Charles took out something in his bag and handed it to her. It is a piece of cardboard that is slightly larger than cardstock. Mantra looks at things in his hand. Smiling while holding back a laugh

Under the big tree behind his and her usual house Today the girl had a new toy to show off to him. There were several cards in the box. It was a strange figure that was sometimes beautiful and sometimes ugly. There are numbers at the top and bottom of each card.

“What or mantra?”

“Card Game”

“So how do you play?”

The girl looked thoughtful for a bit before explaining eloquently. The boy listened intently to her and was amused, not knowing that the person who was explaining so intently didn't really know what these cards were for.

The two sat playing card games until the sun began to set. The boy never once won against her. There were times when it seemed like he was about to win, but she always found reasons to argue with him. She often complains that

“Charles, no matter how I explain it, I still don't understand.”

Even though in his heart he thought about arguing that she didn't speak the same way once more, he didn't say it because he knew he wouldn't be able to argue with her once in his life.

"I'm tired. Let's play again tomorrow."

"Oh, but the mantra is, can we borrow it to practice?"

The girl pretended to think hard before shaking her head in denial. “No, it's your father's. But here it is,” she said, quickly getting up and running back into the house. The boy could only stare in confusion. But he sat there waiting. Soon the girl returned with a pink school bag on her back.

“I'll draw it for you.” She put down her bag and searched for the things she wanted to put out. The girl picked out one card that she liked. There was a picture of a young woman wearing a black dress in it.

She picked up a pencil and began to scribble on a small piece of paper. The boy came and sat next to her, interested. He looked questioningly at her face and at the guard, but didn't dare say anything when his hair that was supposed to be straight was instead drawn wavy. The dress that was supposed to be strapless had sleeves growing out of it. From a simple black outfit, it has now become something that looks like it has a lot of knick-knacks. He wanted to ask her if he could just keep quiet.

When she was satisfied with the drawing, she began to color it. Hair that was supposed to be black suddenly turned yellow. Those terrifying black eyes turned bright blue. A simple black dress turned into a sweet pink dress.

The girl put down all the equipment and picked up the prototype picture to compare with the picture she had drawn and smiled with satisfaction. He desperately wanted to speak but kept quiet.

The girl handed it to him. She smiled widely. “Isn't it beautiful?”

“Um, beautiful.”

“It must be beautiful. This card doesn't look very pretty at all. A woman wearing a black dress isn't pretty,” she said, wrinkling her nose before choosing the next card intently.

“Are you going to draw the magic again?”

“Draw it.”

“Uh, I guess it's better to leave it for another day, right? It's getting late.” The young man said a little, but he let out a sigh of relief when the person who had been thinking hard just now nodded in agreement.

“Then let's take the next one the next day.”

“But after that day I didn't see her again. Actually, at night I drew many cards for you,” Montra said while walking home after the competition. As for the results? Charles still couldn't defeat her.

“Grandpa suddenly had a heart attack and had to fly to France unexpectedly.”

“So? There really are a lot of coincidences,” she said, not serious.

“Um, is it true that you still have the card you drew?”

Montra didn't answer the question, just turned and smiled. Charles himself did not continue washing.

“But it really hurts to lose again.”

“Complaining again.”

“It's true. I worked hard to improve my skills until I was ranked on the world rankings, but I ended up losing to her.”

"Let's keep competing and we'll win."

So continue competing? It really should be like that. Just thinking about it is fun.

Montra came back to play and compete in card games again. In addition, she and Charles jointly formed the 'Blue Sky' team, and he and she overcame many obstacles until entering the world-class competition. Until winning, making the names of 'Montra Pichaisitthiboon' and 'Charles Nodalf'

Inscribed in a new chapter in the history of card games around the world!

Cool Thai kids win world-class card game championship

For the second time in her life, her story was told in a small space in the pages of a Thai newspaper. But this time the space was expanded for the story of the card game. It was the first time she had read the scoop on its story in the country's news industry.

Thai children won the championship in the global card game competition for ages 12-18. The competition was held in Paris, France on April 3-10. In the mixed doubles category, 'Montra Pichaisitthiboon' and 'Charles Nodalf' were able to successfully win the first prize. In addition, in the individual and general team categories, Thai children were also able to win first runner-up and two second-place awards.

In Thailand, many people may not be familiar with this type of sport. Today, the 'Tid Sanam' column would like to present the story of this sport called card game for Thai people to get to know more.

Card games began to be recorded in the history of European countries about six hundred years ago. No one knows exactly how it started. It is thought that it may have been in play longer than recorded. In the past, it was a sport played only by nobles and royalty in the palace. Late 18th century

Therefore, it began to be known among the general public and the age of players was extended down to the level of children and youth seventy years ago. In Thailand it was imported during the reign of King Rama VI and the 10th anniversary competition was recently held in the country in mid-March.

There are 60 cards used in total, consisting of 40 playing cards and 20 siege cards. The 40 playing cards are divided into four groups based on the four elements: Earth, Water, Wind, Fire. The cards are currently designed as corner monsters. The top and bottom right of the card are marked with red numbers. Siege Cards are two sets of 10 special cards with different properties, for a total of 20 cards.

Play consists of two main parts: evaluating and playing. Gamers around the world say the same thing. Winning or losing depends on 60% evaluation, another 30% depends on playing, and the remaining 10% is luck.

Each player is initially given 10 cards to play, and the referee reveals the remaining 10 cards. Players must make assessments to determine the conditions of play. There are 4 types of elemental conditions used: the four elements: earth, water, wind, and fire. There are 13 levels of play.

The points that the winner of choosing a special element must increase according to the level, and the points received or the points that are deducted when playing or not being able to play will also increase according to the level of play. After the playing conditions are met, the winner of the evaluation will have the right to choose three cards from the opened cards. In total, there will be 13 cards to play each round and 2 additional surrounding cards.

Play begins by letting the loser of the evaluation draw their first card. Your opponent must choose a card of the same element. By using the numbers above to deduct points in that round. Then start playing the second card by the winner. Continue this way until there are 13 cards, during which time players can choose to use siege cards at any time.

In the case that the person who placed the second card does not have a card according to the element that the person who placed the first card already You can place special cards right away and win that round immediately by getting the highest score according to the numbers on the card without subtracting from your opponent's score. (You can choose the number above or below.) But if the person who posted the second card doesn't have a special card, they must place a card of another element.

The first person to place their card immediately wins that round. You can choose to subtract points to get the highest score. (i.e. subtract the score from the top and subtract the score from the bottom of the opponent's card). In cases where the card's score is lower than the opponent's card, the minimum score will be given.

When all thirteen cards are played, look at the score the winner of the special element selection has minus the opponent's score. If you can score as specified by each level of play, you will receive points according to the points system (for example, Level 2 must score 1000 points. If the player scores 1000-1500, they will score 10 points in that round. If they do If you score 900-999, your score will be negative 10 points.)

Game rounds are determined as appropriate. A game starts with a minimum of six rounds and a maximum of forty-eight rounds.

Currently, in addition to competitions being held at the national level, there are also competitions at the university level. As for the school, it has not yet been determined to be a school-level sport. There is competition only in some schools.

The above is only a rough outline of the rules of the card game. There are still details waiting for those interested to study. In the future, we may hear the names of Thai people competing in world-class card games again.

Even though today she is a world-class card gamer, in this school she is still just an ordinary student. Not everyone is born and knows how to play and play card games. Especially in Thailand where this sport is not widely known, it is even more difficult to find someone who knows and can play it.

It would be an understatement to say that no one except her closest friends and family knew about this. There might be some interest in people who know her as a world-class card gamer. Just like Charles once knew her as a national card gamer.

Montra admits that he is glad to read this special scoop. But she also wanted to know if this reporter went to interview Charles Nodalf and the Blue Sky guys. How would they explain this sport called card game?