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Chapter 1206: Eight-person game

"Hahaha......"

Song Rusheng pretended to shake his head mysteriously, turned around and said, "I have already told you all about the method of good chess game last time, but now, do you remember it clearly?"

Yang Chen thought to himself, since Master Song refused to say what the purpose of today's bureau was, then it might be that he had his own arrangements.

Simply, Yang Chen didn't bother with this, so he nodded and said, "I have written it all down, and I still remember the methods and rules of walking." ”

"Have you thought about it carefully after class?" asked Master Song again.

Yang Chen paused.

I have to say that Master Song's guess is really accurate.

To tell the truth, Yang Chen later, on the way to the East China Sea, and during the period when he was seriously injured and unconscious, in order not to let himself fall asleep completely, in order to try to keep himself awake, he really thought about some rules and principles of good chess again.

"I've thought about it, but I'm stupid and don't have any special opinions, hehe. Speaking of this, Yang Chen smiled calmly.

Song Rusheng nodded with satisfaction: "I came to you today, not for anything else, but today I have nothing to do, and I have found a few students who are good at chess on weekdays, and I will play a game with you and kill time." ”

"I see. ”

Yang Chen nodded: "Very good, I'm also worried that I don't have a chance to steal half a day's leisure, hehe." ”

With that, Yang Chen sat down unceremoniously and directly.

At the same time that Yang Chen sat down, several students opposite did not sit down, thinking that Song Rusheng had specially explained that he wanted to respect and be respectful to Yang Chen.

Song Rusheng said: "Let me introduce ...... first"

"These eight, all of them are old disciples, Zigui, Johnson & Johnson, Bayern, Ao Shen......"

"The four people here are Xiang Fei, Gai Peng, Gu Cun, Liu Cheng......"

After listening to the master's introduction, these eight disciples stepped forward in unison, and in the highest interests of scholars, they came to Yang Chen and said, "I have seen Yang Gongzi......

"I've seen Yang Gongzi ......"

"I've seen Yang Gongzi ......"

Yang Chen nodded emphatically, and clasped his hands into fists: "Fortunately, you don't need to be polite to me, in fact, after accepting the teachings of Master Song, I am listed as the second, and everyone is my senior......"

"Don't dare, Young Master Yang, please sit down......"

"Don't dare, Young Master Yang, please ......"

"Good. ”

After some etiquette, the two sides sat down one after another.

At this time, Yang Chen found that the eight people on the opposite side were all sitting at the other end of the good chess, that is, the end of the game against himself.

This made Yang Chen very surprised and strange, in fact, he also felt a little strange at first, if he came to play good chess today, how should so many people play?

And now, with so many people sitting opposite him, it is even more embarrassing, is it difficult to make himself alone and play with eight people opposite?

"This ......"

Yang Chen was even more strange, looking up at Bachelor Song who was standing silently on the side.

Master Song said: "That's right, it's just a competition, you use your own strength to fight against the eight of them, you don't need to point to the end, the chess game is bloodless, just win or lose." ”

"This must not be ......"

Yang Chen is afraid of this!

When I heard Song Rusheng say this, I was immediately stunned!

Hurry up and get up.

"This is really presumptuous, Master Song, how can this be? I am stupid and uneducated, how can I play with your senior disciples? Besides, I am one against eight?"

Yang Chenxin said, you bad old man is really bad, you also think too highly of me, right?

It stands to reason that it was originally going to deal with these people, and it was just a chess game.

However, on the way that Zigui's guy rode a big buffalo to the private school in Mud Bottle Lane, a drop of blood saved the injured hare in the grass, and said that his senior brothers and sisters all had unique skills, from that moment on, Yang Chen felt that all of Song Rusheng's disciples were not simple!

Don't look at this group of disciples, what Xiang Fei, Gai Peng, Gu Cun, Liu Cheng...... They all look like half-grown children, and the oldest looks to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, but the depth in their eyes is definitely not something that teenagers can express......

And in between, didn't Fuyao also call Song Rusheng a teacher?

Yang Chen analyzed, I'm afraid that these disciples around Song Rusheng are all big people with good identities and not simple means.

How can you fight against eight by yourself?

"Hahaha......"

Song Rusheng saw Yang Chen say this, and laughed heartily: "Kill time, Yang Gongzi should not be polite......"

"But this ......"

Yang Chen always felt that something was inappropriate.

However, after several shirks, Song Rusheng's plan doesn't seem to have changed from beginning to end, obviously today's bureau was deliberately set up by him, and only after everything was ready and planned did he let Zigui find himself, how could it change?

"Alas......"

Yang Chen shook his head helplessly.

Seeing that he couldn't refuse, in the end, he turned around and punched, and he had to nod.

The old man's voice also came from the copper mountain: "Boy, this Song Confucian is a great and good person, since he has arranged it like this, he must have his plans and ideas, you don't have to push back, for you, even if it is not a good thing, it is definitely not a bad thing!"

"Hmm...... All right. ”

The old man said so, and Yang Chen had no choice but to nod his head, but before sitting down to play against the eight people opposite, Yang Chen stood up again and looked at the eight people: "Everyone, since Master Song has this arrangement, then I have no choice but to be respectful and obey my fate, I am offended, please forgive me......."

"It's okay, Yang Gongzi don't be polite, please......"

"Please ......"

"Please, Young Master Yang......"

Everyone gave their hands in unison.

The chess game is spread out, and the good chess begins.

Seeing this scene, Song Rusheng was very satisfied, but his expression was solemn, and from the moment the chess game began, all the expressions on his face were put away......

The so-called what comes is safe.

Yang Chen has nothing to say.

Since you want to win or lose, you can only do your best to win!

And one person, one head, two hands, to deal with eight people, eight heads, sixteen hands, according to ordinary skills and methods, it must not be easy, so Yang Chen thought about it, from the beginning, he chose a way to go off the rails, and did the opposite...... In the midst of the great good, there is the great evil!

In fact, it is a fusion of the invincible style of killing and decisive play that Empress Fuyao once played with herself into the great good......

Soon, the chess pieces in their hands marched hand in hand, attacked and suppressed, and galloped towards the opponent's camp......

Under the neighing of the horses, the chessboard is like a battlefield, and there is no smoke but thunder is in full swing......

The eight people on the opposite side, obviously quite confident in their expressions and eyes at the beginning, were dispelled by Yang Chen's three-and-five-two, and soon their expressions became solemn......