tXT novel download tXT download Www.XSHUOTXT.Com         After entering the hall, Meng Youtian handed the two wild game as the New Year ceremony to Mrs. Zhang, and sat down and waited for Zijuan (). When I took a look, a game of Go on the coffee table attracted his attention. Can Meng Youtian play? He can, although he has not received professional training, from high school to college, to work, he has read several junior chess books. He has always maintained a level of first-level middle and upper level in QQ Go, and has reached the second-level amateur stage in the chess power evaluation room. Haha, there are actually many people like him in later generations, a pure amateur.

It seems that he hasn't finished playing, but it seems that black chess is the dominant one. Well, at the level of Meng Youtian, it is too high for him to accurately determine the situation. He just depends on his feelings and does not know whether it is right or wrong. Anyway, the chess player doesn't seem to be very good, and his level is very average ().

Meng Youtian looked at the chessboard, and the sound of gentle footsteps behind him slowly approached. He pretended not to know that a pair of fragrant little hands suddenly reached out from behind, blinding his eyes. With a gentle smile, Meng Youtian covered his little hands and pulled them down, opened his mouth and took a bite.

"Hey—" Zijuan exclaimed gently, thrust her hands and hit Meng Youtian twice, and said angrily: "Why, why are you still biting someone?"

"It's the Chinese New Year, I won't let me eat a few bites of meat!" Meng Youtian turned his head and said with a wicked smile.

Zijuan gave Meng Youtian a blank look, pointed to the chessboard, and smiled and said, "Can you understand, it's like that."

"Hehe, I can really understand." Meng Youtian raised his eyebrows. Showing it in front of women is a common problem for men, let alone a lover in love. "When I was hunting with my father a few years ago, I often lived in the mountains, and an old man taught me."

"A liar." Zijuan curled her lips and said, "Why are you all good things? Is it true to know literacy and chess?"

"Don't you let me meet you too." Meng Youtian squeezed his eyes and whispered: "I'm lucky, you know."

A red cloud flew up on Zijuan's face, and she sat opposite the board, pondered for a moment, and said with a smile: "This was the refreshing moment with my father when I was sleepy last night. I also won a lottery! Since you said you could do it, it's better for us to go to the next game, and see if you are lying to someone."

Meng Youtian hesitated for a moment, glanced at the door, and said, "Mr. Song is here if he can't say he is right. Mr. Zhang has already told him that I'm here to wish him a happy new year."

"Sister Zhang didn't go." Zijuan smiled sly and said, "Besides, it's okay for my father to come. I asked him to lie down for a while. It's okay for us to play chess and wait for him!"

Meng Youtian scratched his head and smiled, "Just play chess? Don't do anything else."

Zijuan bit her lip, pretended to be angry and knocked on the chessboard, and said, "I'll talk about it if I win."

Hehe, Meng Youtian nodded and put the chess pieces on the chessboard into the box (). Zijuan placed four pieces on the chessboard and pushed the white chess jar in front of Meng Youtian. Meng Youtian nodded with the old style, "Is it a slap?" Although I am not used to it, it is not a big deal. We also understand the star style. And let you go first and we don't care about women. After waiting for a while, Zijuan still didn't see her falling in. Meng Youtian raised his head with some confusion and faced Zijuan's curious eyes.

"You're going to do it, didn't you say it would?" Zijuan covered her mouth and smiled, thinking that Meng Youtian was stubborn and could not do it at all.

Bai Qi left first, Meng Youtian blinked, yes, it seemed like this. He grinned awkwardly and fell a piece on the chessboard.

Zijuan didn't care much about the first few steps, but when she walked down, her brows frowned. This is indeed not a move that people who don't understand chess can take. Brother Youtian can really play! She couldn't help but look up at Meng Youtian, how many things she doesn't know about Brother Youtian!

Time is passing quietly, and Zijuan's eyes cannot be separated from the chessboard. Ancient chess does not pay much attention to layout, and fighting in the middle is the king. Meng Youtian respects speed and has a little advantage in layout. He is also a wild path and likes to fight. Of course, in terms of chess power, Zijuan is not as good as Meng Youtian. She plays too few chess and is also rigid. She almost collapses in a fixed move. It is Meng Youtian who shows mercy and half-true, so she has made so many moves.

"This, this doesn't count, I'm dazzled." Zijuan began to cheat.

"Okay, let you slow down." Meng Youtian has a good temper and is not just about winning the world or entertainment. He can't be serious about it.

The two of them made a few more moves, and Zijuan began to regret the chess again, "Oh, I've read it wrong, this move doesn't count."

Well, it's dazzled, um, I've read it wrong, what reason do you have? I'll wait. Meng Youtian smiled slightly and took another one back.

"Oh, you, you-" Zijuan didn't find any reason this time, and took off Bai Zi and threw it into the chess can with her mouth pouted.

Cough, a cough made Meng Youtian's words hold back. He hurriedly stood up. Mr. Song turned the door and walked in. He was wearing a long gown and jacket, with a "brush" on his head. This means that although he had cut off his braids, he still could not forget ().

"Mr. Song, good New Year." Meng Youtian bowed gently. Not to mention that he was his future father-in-law, it would not be too much to pay tribute to this age.

"Okay, I'll let you wait for a long time." Mr. Song nodded slightly and walked slowly over.

Zijuan was secretly angry. Didn’t this Mrs. Zhang ask her to watch her? Why didn’t she even say a sound? With a sudden inspiration, she took two steps forward, grabbed her father’s arm and said coquettishly: “Dad, why did you teach me Go? It doesn’t work at all, I can’t even play him.”

Awesome, Meng Youtian secretly admired her. This little girl had a few tricks to deal with her father. When she acted like a spoiled person and became aggressive, the old man's expression immediately changed.

"The master leads you to the door, and you are practicing alone." Mr. Song was shaken by his precious daughter, and immediately smiled on his face. He looked at Meng Youtian, walked to the chessboard and watched carefully.

"I'm a black chess, dad, it's time for me to leave. I'll give you a trick, I can't lose." Zijuan secretly squeezed her eyes at Meng Youtian and continued to coax her father.

Mr. Song looked at Meng Youtian for a long time and looked up at him in surprise, saying, "Youtian, when did you learn how to draw this?"

"That was learned from an old man when I was hunting with my father." Meng Youtian said.

"Well, sit down!" Mr. Song nodded, picked up a black piece from the chess jar and placed it gently on the chess board.

Meng Youtian was still a little hesitant, and Zijuan picked his chin at him. What does it mean? Mr. Zai was like this. Anyway, Meng Youtian understood it.

After more than a dozen chess moves, Meng Youtian was fully focused and no longer gave in. The black dragon finally couldn't escape. Mr. Song shook his head and sighed: "One move is wrong, and the whole game is lost. I can't help but the first half of Juan'er's game is broken."

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