Chapter 1171 (2/2)

”It's not very suitable,” said Sister tiger. ”I'll let you two, start.” Voice and chess pieces fall at the same time, and then look at Sima Yang, a pair of Danfeng eyes implied evil spirit.

This girl's motive is very simple, that is to say, Sima Yang forces me to ”show my ugly face”. However, can she play chess?

Sima Yang can't stand the eyes of the winter night owl staring at the mouse. She falls a white boy. Before her hand leaves the board, sister Hu chases him down. It seems that she intends to play fast chess. Sima Yang is a man in the end. His eyes are subconsciously dodging, which has subtly hurt his self-esteem. Where can he show weakness on the board? Chu Yuan and I just looked at each other and felt dazzled and overwhelmed. However, they had to think and make decisions in a short time. Such a sense of tension seemed to stop the flow of air, but it was like a battle field of gunfire and rain, with smoke and heat billowing.

At first, I thought that winter's small night is to play smart, so fast, the comparison is not chess power at all, but to see who makes mistakes first. I used to play chess with fringe, but it's not practical at all - to make fast, which limits the thinking time, which can limit the strength of the opposite side, but it's not so for me? Originally, I'm not as skilled as a human being. I'm more likely to make mistakes than the other party. But with the increase of pieces on the chessboard, there are more and more sweat beads on Sima Yang's forehead. I began to realize that this was not the case. Every time Sima Yang fell, the time of thinking was lengthening. From the first few seconds to ten seconds, and then to dozens of seconds, looking back at the winter night, he was still calm. At most ten seconds, he would fall, but more and more calm.

I suddenly realized that the reason why Sima Yang was passive was because he made a mistake. Like me, he mistakenly thought that Dong Xiaoye was just playing smart, and then despised her!

Sure enough, in the middle of the game, Sima Yang collapsed completely and abandoned his son.

Dong Xiaoye takes over the cup Chu Yuan handed her, sips it, and asks Sima Yang, ”are you willing to lose? Or another set? ”

Sima Yang closed his eyes, as if recalling the chess game just now. Then he opened his eyes and answered, ”I'm an amateur

Dongxiaoye said, ”I am nine years old, I am eleven years old, I am fourteen years old, I am six years old.”

I was surprised - no wonder this girl's strong logical reasoning ability is against the sky, and even like the fringe, are all go experts!

Chu Yuan is excited. ”Sister Xiaoye, then you should be able to win the process tassel?”

Winter Xiaoye smiled but didn't speak. He was neither proud nor excited. He glanced at the chessboard, which was a little disgusted. I immediately realized that playing chess might not be sister tiger's hobby, but also from her father's compulsory Xing education.

Sima Yang smiled bitterly and shook his head. ”No wonder, no wonder, at the age of 14, he has been an amateur for six periods...”

”are you still under it?”

”No, no,” Sima Yang waved politely. ”It's stupid to go to a chess game that will definitely lose, with the determination to win. Brother Chu?”

There's something in this cargo. I said with a smile, ”brother Sima, if you have something, just say it.”

Sima Yang sighed, as if relieved, and finally made some determination, and said: ”I hinted that brother Chu, don't make this plate with me. If you still play chess with me, and I won, I think, I just have something to say, and I don't have the courage to say it to you...”

I secretly praised: I didn't see the wrong person, the absolute talent of this guy, he said this , which proves that all the ideas in my heart have been seen through by him...