The Beautiful President Got Into The Wrong Car, I Just Locked The Door

lost?

Elder Geng actually gave up his son and conceded defeat?

The onlookers were surprised and seemed a little unbelievable.

Tang Xing and the chess player looked suspicious, even though they said that Bai Zi had fallen into an irreversible disadvantage.

But with Mr. Geng's previous chess style, he would never admit defeat until the last move.

Why did you concede defeat before it was near the end?

"It shouldn't.

"There seems to be some wiggle room in the lower left corner.

"Ouch~ Old Abandoned Geng admits defeat, it's too early to admit it~"

"Bai Zi is in the fourth quarter of the third. If you come to a break, won't you be able to get out of trouble?"

The old men who were onlookers outside started their aftermath one after another.

They had long forgotten that the situation was not good for arguing just now, and they were the ones who conceded defeat earlier.

"Is there really any wiggle room?"

Tang Xing stared at the chessboard on the screen and muttered to himself. He stretched out his hand and dipped it in the tea, and gestured on the table.

As soon as a circle was drawn, an abnormality was noticed.

"wrong!!

"The lower left corner is a trap that Kuroko deliberately set!"

"If Bai Zi doesn't admit defeat, then the ending will only be worse, terrible!

After hearing this, the old men suddenly realized when they looked at the chessboard again.

"No wonder Mr. Geng throws his bets ahead of time, so that he can lose less..."

"I didn't expect that, with a bunch of old bones, we have loved chess for decades, but we can't even play a young man. 99

"What is this? Is Mr. Geng still a professional? Isn't he even more embarrassing?"

"Hahaha, don't let Lao Geng know what you said, he is small and loves to hold revenge.

Listening to everyone's discussion, Tang Bingbing stood up excitedly, shaking Tang Xing's arm desperately.

"Dad, Daddy? Did the puppy win?"

"Isn't it, please speak up!"

Although Tang Bingbing didn't understand chess, he listened to the explanations of several old chess players.

It is clear who is stronger and who is weaker.

Even if she didn't understand it, she could still see the expressions of the two on the screen.

The old man Geng lost his pieces, he must have lost.

Tang Xing was still indulging in the wonderful game of Go, and the screen on the right showed the final game.

The more he looked and the more he thought about it, Tang Xing felt that Heizi's move became more subtle.

Especially Black's 141 move.

Before he could feel the aftertaste, his thoughts were interrupted by the air leaking padded jacket.

Tang Xing looked down at his daughter and rubbed his forehead helplessly.

"Yes yes yes, win, win!"

"Oh, you shook my head and made me dizzy."

Tang Bingbing got an affirmative answer, and then retracted her hand with satisfaction.

Finally disregarding the entrustment of girlfriends.

Chen Fan is so good at chess that he killed a few old men to pieces.

Who dares to bully him?

He doesn't bully others.

Tang Bingbing blinked, picked up the phone and wanted to report the surprise to her best friend.

Just now she was just watching chess and forgot to send a message to Yan Damei.

[Tang Bingbing: Ruoxi, the comparison is over. Your husband he...]

As soon as I typed a few words, before I had time to send it, the phone reminded me that the battery was low.

Tang Bingbing stared blankly at the phone.

The residual red power can no longer support it, and it shuts down directly.

Oops!!

Is your phone out of battery?

She came out in a hurry, without a power bank and a spare phone.

Woohoo 0(T).

The message is half way through.

......

Shouldn't she be to blame?

Tang Bingbing blinked guiltily, and hurried to find the charger.

At this time, in the huge chess room, several old men all gathered around the chess game.

Facing the black and white battle at table 4, point and click.

Geng Dong sat on the seat and did not regain his senses for a long time.

It seems that this result is somewhat unacceptable.

He lost!

Did he lose?

It's not that Geng Dong has never lost, but this time he lost, he was extremely embarrassed.

Originally, I thought that as a professional chess player, playing against Chen Fan was as simple as an adult beating a primary school student.

Who would have thought that people are not just elementary school students.

Still a master.

He was the one who was pressed and rubbed on the ground, unable to fight back.

Suffocated, so embarrassed!

Thinking of something, Geng Dong raised his head and looked at Chen Fan with burning eyes.

Those who can beat him should not be left alone.

Between amateur chess players and professional chess players, there is a galaxy far apart.

Among them, only the 7-dan masters among the amateur players have the professional level of 2-3 dan.

How can I lose to a hairy boy?

Moreover, in the course of the game, with Chen Fan's chess skills, how could it be that a young man in his 20s should have the level?

Geng Dong looked at Chen Fan with doubts in his eyes.

"Young man, tell the truth, are you a professional player?"

"No." Chen Fan shook his head.

Geng Dong's eyes widened in disbelief.

"how come?"

If not a professional player, he has no reason to lose.

Those who can beat him should be the best even among professional chess players.

Geng Dong looked at Chen Fan and didn't speak for a long time.

He seemed to be looking at whether what the other party said was true or false.

Career level 5 is a watershed moment.

Let's put it this way, even a hundred professional level 5 players can't play one professional level 7 player.

Based on the overall situation of young people, they must be at the level of professional chess players.

Amateur chess players have no guidance and long-term professional training, and they simply cannot practice chess of this level.

But Chen Fan's expression was calm and his eyes were clear. Facing the opponent's scrutiny, he looked back without flinching.

not lying?

Geng Dong asked unwillingly.

"Then which master did you learn your chess skills from?

"Master Zhu of 6th dan? Or Master Rong Xiurong of 7th dan?"

These are several Go masters who have publicly accepted apprentices.

As for those higher-ranked chess players...

Those monsters can not only control winning or losing, but also how much you win.

If their apprentice... Geng Dong would not dare to think about it.

Moreover, he didn't seem to have heard that the nine-dan masters had newly accepted apprentices in the past two years.

Chen Fan silently glanced at the old man Geng.

"I have never been a teacher. I learned chess from my grandfather before."

"He is not a celebrity either, just a retired little old man who loves to grow vegetables."

If you tell this arrogant old man Geng.

I played chess just now, not only did I not use all my strength, but I even used all my strength, didn't I want to piss off the opponent?

Forget it, let's see that the other party will give himself a million in a while.

Let's be a good young man in society who respects the old and loves the young.

More than 4 million easily credited to the account.

If you can play a few more games, wouldn't you have found a new way to get rich?

Chen Fan got rid of the dangerous thoughts in his mind.

No no no.

Although it's cool, it's a bit expensive.

Every time a game of chess is played, an uncle loses the joy of playing chess.

Since the other party is so generous.

Just be yourself.

Who knows, Chen Fan's words are not very hurtful, but highly insulting.

Geng Dong felt depressed when he heard the whole thing.

Did you study with your grandfather?

Could it be that the folk masters have developed to this point?

This young man might be a Go genius.

As long as you recommend him to the Go Association.

At that time, I might be able to return to the professional circle...

What's more, he is not like these rich people, each one million is like 5 yuan in their eyes.

For him, 1 million is not a small amount.

If he hadn't come into contact with these people in the resort recently, he wouldn't even be able to come up with 1 million.

Geng Dong's eyes lit up and asked Chen Fan earnestly:

"Young man, I think you have a good talent, you seem to be a good seed... I have some connections. 99

"I don't know, are you interested in joining a professional chess player?"

"Not interested in.""

Chen Fan refused without hesitation.

...... Ask for flowers·

He knew exactly what the opponent was hitting.

Didn't he just want to use him to re-enter the circle of professional chess players.

He is not stupid, why be a stepping stone for others.

And Go is just a hobby for Chen Fan. He has more hobbies, and there is no need to become a professional chess player.

Seeing Chen Fan's refusal so simply, Geng Dong wanted to open his mouth but didn't know what to say.

Chen Fan ignored him, he turned his neck and stretched.

Unconsciously, I played chess for more than 2 hours.

After so long, the old man should wait.

He simply got up from his seat, turned around and walked out of the chess room.

As soon as he pushed the door, he was greeted with a warm pat on the shoulder from the old man.

"Xiaofan! Awesome!!"

"I knew that those old men were no match for you! 35

"Kill them this time without leaving a piece of armor, and let them be convinced that they lose. 35

"I'll be squeamish after looking at these old things!"

Yan Baichuan finally raised his eyebrows for a while, wishing he could laugh.

These old guys like to laugh at him as a stinky chess basket on weekdays.

You shouldn't play chess at all, it's an insult to Go.

Nonsence!!

o(#¯ dish¯)=○#(#)3

It's just learning Go, and it's just a sense of superiority.

Fifty paces and a hundred paces, who do you look down on?

..0

Seeing that the old man was so happy and ecstatic, and the faces of the old men in the back were dark, Chen Fan blinked awkwardly.

"Brother Yan, keep a low profile, keep a low profile."9

After all, these old men haven't given the money yet.

After giving the money in a while, it is never too late to be happy.

Yan Baichuan didn't care about that, he laughed so hard that he was happier than he had won the game.

My son-in-law won chess!!

It is still quite difficult, a multi-faceted one-on-four fight.

Really give them the old face of the parents!!

As for Chen Fan's surname is Chen, and his surname is Yan.

It was automatically ignored by Yan Baichuan.

Brother Chen is his brother and his son-in-law, so what is the family doing so clearly?!

He stepped forward excitedly, rubbed his hands and looked at the few people who walked out of the chess room in dejection.

"Hahaha... Lao Zhou, Lao Huang, it's over? Don't forget our game, we'll give you the money later. And my jade chessboard.

"It stands to reason that this kid Xiaofan should give you more opportunities, and let you take more chances."

"Hey, there's no way, who made him strong in chess, even if he wants to take it, he can't take it."

When Old Man Zhou and Old Man Huang heard this, they were so angry that they almost died.

This Yan Baichuan is too hateful.

They couldn't beat them at chess, so they found a professional expert to come over.

What do you mean by your own apprentice?

Ah bah! As far as his level is concerned, this young man is about the same as his master.

This old thing may be someone who paid a lot of money to invite.

The old man Zhou and the old man Huang gave up in an instant, and they surrounded Chen Fan with glaring eyes and waved their hoes openly.

"Young man, how much did Lao Yan pay you? I'll give you double! No, triple!

"How about you come and teach me how to play chess??"

After hearing what the two of them said, a group of old men who had been paying attention to this side immediately gathered around.

"Me, me, and me. Little brother, I can also pay, how about I ask you to be my master?"

"That old Yan's chess skills are too bad, there is no way out for you to follow him.

"Yes, little brother, as long as you are willing to teach us how to play chess! You can have money, rooks and fame as long as you want."

Chen Fan was surrounded by a group of old men with three layers and three layers.

He struggled twice, but he was so enthusiastic about this group of people that he couldn't get out at all.

Everyone is much older than his father, still want to take him as a teacher?

Still paying apprentice fees?

.....

Chen Fan doesn't think it's impossible.

Contribute to China's Go cause and spread traditional culture.

He is bound to be a good young man in the new century.

It's not for the money!!

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