Chapter 292 (2/2)

All three sighed, and Xie Jiming's face was not very good-looking.

He thought he should be merciful if he had taken care of himself at the beginning of summer.

I didn't think that he actually spoke nonsense. Now he made up his mind and seriously killed him.

Jiao Shi arranged the chessboard and politely pushed the sunspot to Ji Ming at the beginning of summer.

Xie Jiming took his seat and impolitely picked up the sunspot. He fell behind the small eye on the upper right and said, ”since you are so big, I will be merciless.”

At the beginning of summer, he smiled when he heard the speech, picked up a white son and fell on the lower left star, and casually asked, ”how many sons do you want to lose?”

Xie Jiming's hand was stiff, and when he looked up again, he looked unhappy: ”Shizi, Weichen makes you perfect.”

At the beginning of summer, he dropped a white son and nodded in agreement: ”the moral is good, then ten sons.”

Jie Jiming's anger knot. Instead of fighting for words, he collected his mind and concentrated on playing chess.

The remaining three people listened to the words of early summer and were careful that their liver was jumping wildly.

I never played chess with Xie Jiming at the beginning of summer. It's too arrogant to say this. Is it young

Among the three, Kong Changhui has the worst chess ability, but even if he has the worst chess ability, he knows that the chess player has to make a slow layout.

Therefore, seeing the rapid fall in early summer, he never thought about it and couldn't help sighing.

Bingwen and Shi Zhongfei were not optimistic about the beginning of summer at first, but with the time of a cup of tea, the beginning of summer went down faster and faster, but Xie Jiming went down slower and slower. A face was wrinkled with wrinkles, which was unbearable.

I don't know whether Ji Ming's luck is good or bad. He has a dream of playing chess in early summer.

I just want to burst my veins on the other party's forehead, and the beads of sweat like soybeans come out on my head one by one. Those bullied by him are crying or laughing, or scratching their ears and cheeks, sighing and complaining.

When he met Xiao Yanjun in his last life, he was naturally reluctant to give up.

I met Xiao mubai in my life, and he couldn't give up.

It happened that Jie Jiming became his favorite opponent.

Therefore, I took a sip of tea at the beginning of summer and finally experienced it once. I was as calm and calm as Bai Ruofei, and quietly appreciated each other's depressed appearance.

When he had played enough, the chess game naturally entered the end of the game.

The three bystanders looked at the advantages of Baizi enclosure and knew that Xie Jiming's sunspot was gone.

All they care about is the next few.

It is true that you are better than him to win the chess game, but if you win a few, you will win a few.

It's not that you're better than him. The gap between the two is even more blurred.

At the beginning of summer, the last Baizi falls and the chess game ends.

The victory or defeat was clear at a glance. All three of them gathered together. Xie Jiming counted his children with his own hands.

When the voice of ”ten sons” fell, the four people looked at the beginning of summer in shock, and a voice came from a distance: ”I said how did you go for such a long time, so you left it to bully people.”

At the beginning of summer, there was a handsome man standing in the moonlight, with a spoiled smile on his mouth. It was not his Xiao mubai.