The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 489 I lost!
When the host saw this painting, he couldn't help feeling emotional, "Master Nan, do you dare to ask if the woman in your photo is saying goodbye to her sweetheart? Why is she so sad?"

Nan Linghan smiled slightly, and glanced at Feng Qingcheng who was sitting under the stage, with a faint smile in his eyes, "You are wrong, this is not a farewell, but a reunion."

The hostess was startled for a moment, and then she applauded first as if enlightened, "Excuse me, although there are tears in the eyes of the woman in this painting, there is joy in her eyes, it's not parting, it's really a reunion. Good painting! Mr. Nan is really ingenious, and the paintings he made are also unique, which is really admirable!"

The winner of this round is undoubtedly Nan Linghan. When he stepped off the stage, the host said again, "I didn't expect that this year's contestants are so talented, and the next one is the last group. The content of the competition is very simple. Follow me." Chess, whoever can beat me will win."

Blindfolded chess not only tests memory, but also hearing. It is necessary to judge the position of the chess pieces on the board based on the sound of the opponent's chess.

Among the five groups of questions, Feng Qingcheng felt that this group was the most difficult.

So now, when the five contestants take to the stage blindfolded, she gets down to watching the game in earnest.

There are five low tables on the stage, and all the players sit on one side of the low tables, with a chessboard and chess pieces in front of them, and the hostess will play chess with them at the same time in a one-on-five.

The hostess has her eyes open, and each of them is covered with white silk.

"Everyone, start counting the time. You have time for a stick of incense. In addition, my first piece will fall in the center of the chessboard. Please remember carefully the position of each piece I make."

The hostess only reminded this one sentence, and then began to walk to each short table one by one, and dropped the first chess piece, "Everyone in the scene, please keep absolutely quiet, every sound you make will affect the performance of the players. .”

Looking at the scene on stage, Feng Qingcheng couldn't help showing a surprised expression.

Every player must not only remember the pieces on his board, but also pay attention to eliminate interference.

After all, the hostess has to play chess on other people's chessboards, and in order for them to hear the sound of falling characters, the chessboards are all made of suet jade. They can hear clearly.

During the whole process of playing chess, everyone focused their attention and kept their eyes wide open, for fear of missing any details.

The hostess was easy to deal with at the beginning, but it became more and more difficult as she went on, and beads of sweat gradually appeared on her forehead, which showed that these opponents were not so easy to deal with.

Time passed by minutes and seconds, and after about one stick of incense, the hostess suddenly sighed and said slowly, "I lost."

When they heard that she had conceded, all the audience stretched their necks to see who was so powerful that they defeated the hostess blindfolded.

"Congratulations, Mr. Mo, you won the game within the stipulated time."

Following the direction of the hostess' finger, Feng Qingcheng raised her eyes to look at that person.

The other party raised his hand to remove the white silk that was covering his eyes, and saw that he had sword eyebrows and starry eyes, he was imposing, and his appearance was particularly outstanding and eye-catching among the five contestants.

He smiled politely at the hostess, and then bowed his hands to the other contestants, "Accepted."

"Young Master Mo is superb at chess, I admire him!"

"congratulations!"

The contestants who competed with him bowed their hands to him at the same time, turned around and stepped off the stage, without any expression of dissatisfaction on their faces, as if it was expected that Mr. Mo would win the first place.

　Three shifts!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)