(There is a dinner in the evening, so I sent it in advance)

Who is Yan Pingsheng?

The younger brother of the saint Yan Pingle, the number one genius among the students of Buzhou Academy.

Whether it is Jiang Yue, Jiujin, or Wolf Court, there are many young people who hope to fight with Yan Pingsheng and win the title of the first person in the younger generation.

However, to this day, this title is still maintained in his life. Yan Pingsheng is also very proud, and said this sentence three years ago:

The only thing that can stop me from being the strongest of the younger generation is time, because it can make me no longer young.

Fortunately, the people of Chao Ge didn't recognize him, otherwise they would have knelt at the feet of Yan Pingsheng at this moment, shouting for the blessing of the immortal master.

This is not surprising, but all the people who come down from the mountain and the people passing by see it, they are accustomed to worship.

In their opinion, being able to climb the ethereal hanging mountain is a living immortal.

Qin Que was also very surprised that this saint's younger brother was actually playing chess with others in the world.

The people who play chess here are all masters.

Qin Que estimated that his level was probably not as good as these people who were playing against Yan Pingsheng.

It can be seen that this chess game is not something that can be participated in casually, and I may not be qualified enough.

But Yan Pingsheng played chess and wrote at the same time, and when he wrote, his inner changes and thoughts on the chess game -

Qin Que can observe it from the words.

So he knew what Yan Pingsheng would do next.

He had excellent eyesight, could see the situation on the chessboard from a distance, walked around, and picked a chess game.

After Yan Pingsheng fell into place, Qin Que strongly replaced Yan Pingsheng's opponent with a son.

This rude behavior immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of onlookers and players.

"Where did the country man come from!

"This person is so rude, don't you know that he is a true gentleman who does not speak when watching chess!"

"If you want to play chess with Zhuo Gongzi, don't use such dirty methods!"

"I'm afraid this person will be kicked out by Zhuo Gongzi. ”

......

Qin Que suddenly rushed into the chessboard circle and forcefully dropped a pawn for the chess player, this move made the surrounding commotion, but ......

Yan Pingsheng, who is called "Zhuo Gongzi", and the chess player who should have been the most angry, did not speak out.

Yan Pingsheng doesn't care, among the twenty-seven chess games, it is the most boring here.

But after this young man dressed as a Taoist boy rushed in and landed a son, he found that this move was actually very good, and if he dealt with it himself, he would also take this step.

And the chess player who was supposed to play against Yan Pingsheng, although his chess skills were far inferior to Yan Pingsheng, he could understand a good move.

He should have conceded defeat in the middle of the game within three steps, but he suddenly found that after this step fell, it seemed to have life again.

Qin Que stood in place, his face thick-skinned, and from time to time he smiled at the people around him who cursed him.

His behavior is indeed very ungentlemanly, but if you want to play chess in this place, there should be a series of complicated promotions.

He can only make strange moves.

Qin is strange, and Yan Pingsheng is also very strange.

He took thirty-two direct steps. For each drop of a son, another drop falls for the player.

These thirty-two steps are exquisite, and after they are finished, the situation on the chessboard is already clear. Yan Pingsheng said to the seated challenger:

"You, get out of the way. ”

Immediately, he looked at Qin Que again:

"You, come here. ”

Thirty-two moves have locked this game of chess.

The person who originally played chess with Yan Pingsheng only discovered at this moment that these thirty-two moves were the most correct solution...... Although there is no way to save the defeat.

But if he were to be himself, I am afraid that he would collapse within seven steps.

"I lost. Mr. Zhuo's chess skills are truly unparalleled in the world. ”

This is a heartfelt compliment, but Yan Pingsheng frowned:

"If you lose, you lose, how many chess have you played? To assert that I am unparalleled in the world? is really arrogant and ignorant. ”

"Uh, this ......"

The man suddenly felt so embarrassed and hurriedly left.

The surrounding sounds gradually died down, and no one expected things to unfold like this.

In fact, Du Fu knew Yan Pingle back then, and he had a similar experience.

At the inscription meeting, Du Fu took the lead, and his improvisations were overwhelming.

And at that time, Yan Pingle also entered so suddenly, without paying attention to the rules, he relied on his martial arts and rushed into the main hall.

Unceremoniously took the maidservant and drank the grape wine.

immediately wrote down the song "Deng Taiyi" that is very correct with Du Fu's "Deng Taiyi", but the style is very heroic.

Although this act was rude, no one pursued it, because everyone was suppressed by these two poems.

After that, Du Fu ...... has become a little fan of Pingle, obviously the poetry and realm of the two are indistinguishable.

Qin Que didn't want to emulate Yan Pingle, but he just thought it was troublesome to go through the process.

In a few days, Traveler II is coming, and he has to manage his time.

But in the eyes of Yan Pingsheng...... But there is a little appreciation.

"I don't play chess with nobodies, I give my name. ”

"Qin Que. ”

"It's extraordinary, not a student of Zhou Academy?"

"Not yet. ”

This sentence is not yet, it seems very efficient, Yan Pingsheng nodded, and said:

"Do you know how to play chess?"

"Can write. ”

seemed to be the answer to the question, but Yan Pingsheng suddenly understood.

He didn't say much, he left a son, and at the same time handed the brush in his hand to Qin Que.

And he himself went to finish the other twenty-six games, which could have been finished long ago, but when they were over, they were no longer interesting.

Now Yan Pingsheng has found that there is a more interesting person, and the rest of the people naturally have no value in existence.

He moves very quickly, the same is played by himself and himself, some end the game with twenty or thirty moves, and some end with forty or fifty moves.

The other chess players turned pale at first, but then looked at the chessboard and came back to their senses with a look of astonishment, which eventually turned to admiration and loss.

Qin Que also walked to the center of the chess table at this time, and in the blank part, he used the pen of Yan Pingsheng to write down the words that Yan Pingsheng had written.

Although the content is the same, the penmanship is completely different.

Those who were originally indignant at Qin Que's rudeness shut up one after another after seeing this handwriting.

Not much...... In the entire chess table, only one game of chess remains.

Qin Que and Yan Pingsheng.

"Your words are good. "Yan Pingsheng lost a son.

"It's okay. Why don't we write a word for every child we fall?"

"That's an interesting proposition. ”

The reason why Yan Pingsheng wrote the inscription when everyone was thinking was just out of boredom and passing the time, not fighting with others.

And Qin Que's sentence of being able to write shows that Qin Que not only has to compete in chess, but also in words.

The content is exactly the same, but the two characters have their own merits.

The words of the banquet are free and uninhibited. Qin Que's words are calm and powerful.

After so many years of fighting chess in Chaoge, it was the first time in Yan Ping's life that he had met such an interesting person.

So Yan Pingsheng wrote a word "fun".

Qin Que looked at this word, thinking about it on the surface, but in fact, he was looking at the heart from the word, peeking at where Yan Pingsheng's next move was.

He also fell and replied with the word "tendency".

Yan Pingsheng thought for a while, smiled, and wrote down the word "fight".

And Qin Que responded without thinking about it with the word "Zheng".

The two of them made such a move, one word.

The content of the words is not coherent, but the words of the two of them, falling on the square piece of paper, are all treasures in the eyes of others.

Yan Pingsheng felt more and more interesting about Qin Que, and every time he wrote down a word, he had a lot of memories.

For example, the trend after the fun is intriguing, and the Zheng word after the word is even more thought-provoking.

Two people don't write coherent sentences, so they write a single word, which is difficult to understand, but it is interesting enough.

......

But the real situation, only Qin Que knows.

"This Yan Pingsheng, how does it feel more like Du Fu's younger brother than Yan Pingle's younger brother?"

"Brother, I wrote this trend word, purely because of homophony, for convenience, how do you understand it as 'the trend of the trend, the inevitable to win'?"

"I also wrote a response to the controversy...... You want to fight me?"

"As for this Zheng character, this ...... It's you who is talking about the brain supplement, and you can actually make an explanation of 'Zheng Zheng is arrogant, and you must advance?'?"

"You are really a talent, I wrote this reply, purely because you wrote a word of wisdom, I didn't expect that there was also the meaning of 'peaks and loops, endless wisdom'. ”

Qin Que was not smiling before, but now he often shows an innocent smile.

But now he thinks he can't laugh, otherwise...... It seems to be very disrespectful to Yan Pingsheng.

It's just that he's really suffocating.

This feast is too rich, and the mental activities are too rich.

Qin Que was also very glad that he was fortunate to propose to write a single instead of a sentence.

Otherwise, the poetry of the feast life...... I really can't cope with this bit of ink in my stomach.

It's also a loss of a single word, and Yan Pingsheng was able to forcibly explain the meaning of each of his words......

......

......

The chess game soon reached the middle game, and Yan Pingsheng was shocked to find that Qin Que's chess skills were so extraordinary that he could be inseparable from himself......

And each word is incomparably exquisite, the pronunciation of the words is similar, and it is intriguing.

And every son who falls is no different from what he thinks......

Yan Pingsheng even had a feeling of playing chess with himself.

"He only looks fifteen or sixteen years old, right? There is such a wonderful person in the world, it seems that I was really arrogant before!"

"Teacher Du is right, the world is big, there are no wonders, there are people outside the world, and there are heavens outside the sky!"

"Shhh...... I wrote a sword word to show that I attacked him and defended him, but he replied to me with a strong word, how concise and to the point, one word expressed his unremitting determination, Qin Que is really a bosom friend!"

"My bridge word, meaning connecting the north and the south, when taking into account the overall situation, he replied to me with a sheath word, could it be that the sword is hidden in the sheath, ready to go!"

......

......

The game between the two entered a stalemate. No one can see the deadlock between the superior and the inferior.

Because Qin Que couldn't feast at all.

He only knew Yan Pingsheng's psychological activities through Yan Pingsheng's words. Every move that Yan Pingsheng will play in his life will simulate how to move next.

Qin Que just copied Yan Pingsheng's inner thoughts.

It is equivalent to Yan Pingsheng playing chess with himself, in this case, of course, there can be no victory or defeat.

Qin Que had already achieved the effect, he shook his head and sighed, and took advantage of Yan Pingsheng to write a word-

He wrote down a stiff word.

"It was the best game I've had in years. I think you feel the same way. It's hard to tell the difference, and even at this point, it's hard to judge the winner. ”

Yan Pingsheng has always been proud, but he still nodded unconsciously.

In the face of a pervert who almost has the ability to read words and minds, he is still too tender.

"It's better to just seal the plate here, and then play this game of chess when you and I have our own feelings, good things are eaten too quickly, and it will inevitably be a little ruined, what do you think?"

"Reasonable!"

Yan Pingsheng's skin is also extremely handsome, the kind of beauty that is extreme, and it can be called a demonic level.

He smiled, and the entire Liberty Bazaar seemed to have been covered in spring.

"Do you know who I am?" Yan Pingsheng suddenly asked.

"I don't know. ”

"It's good if I don't know, but the fate of you and me is not over, and we may be able to meet again in the future. ”

Yan Pingsheng knew that this Qin Que was going to study at Buzhou Academy, and he had a feeling of God's perspective in his heart.

After all, it is not a good college...... It's half of his family.

Therefore, he didn't ask Qin Que where the immortal lived, and after carving the chess game in Zhihai, Yan Pingsheng happily left.

Qin Que looked at Yan Pingsheng's back, and probably thought of an explanation in his mind.

The elder brother is the first saint in the world, and his poetry and Taoism are unparalleled in the world, but he is too ethereal, so he preached and received karma, and fell on the second saint, Du Fu.

Although Du Fu was Yan Pingle's licking dog, he didn't expect that although Yan Pingsheng was also proud, he was eventually taught to be in the shape of Du Fu.

Reading Du Fu's poems, Qin Que found that Du Fu is a person who particularly likes brain supplements, and the "Annotations on Pingle Poetry Collection" was written by Du Fu.

Although the analysis of Yan Pingle's poetry collection is in place, only Qin Que knows the true thoughts in his heart.

It's like there is a postscript in the poem, which is mostly the meaning of the brought, and Du Fu will carefully make notes and not say anything else.

But in my heart, I will think, attached, Pingle really has me in his heart!

Shaking his head, Qin Que no longer thought about these things.

Fighting chess and fighting with Yan Pingsheng was not to facilitate his entry into the Buzhou Academy, he was already sure that he would be admitted to the Buzhou Academy.

It's just that Yan Pingsheng is very interesting, and if I want to have a relationship with Yan Pingsheng, I can also get to know Du Fu and Yan Pingle earlier.

Qin Que found an inn, settled everything, and stayed until the early morning of the second day before he went to the outside of Chaoge City and walked to the foot of the hanging mountain.

Today he will become a new student of Buzhou Academy, and there are still seventeen days before the second time-traveler arrives.