In the face of Uncle Wei's questioning, Zhao Siqi's face was still calm, and then he asked Father He: "Uncle He, do you have any lottery money for playing chess?" ”

Father He nodded: "Of course, playing chess like this is interesting!" ”

"If it's an ordinary competition, I can also help a bunch, this kind of bonus, I don't dare to say more, please go down yourself!" Zhao Siqi made his position very straightforward.

Because the two sides have a lottery and have interests in chess, if Zhao Siqi intervenes, no matter what the result is, there will always be one side affected by him, which will make him uneasy.

Before Father He could answer, Uncle Wei immediately sneered: "I think you don't have any tricks at all, so say some high-sounding words and find the steps by yourself!" ”

Zhao Siqi didn't want to be idle, stood up and said, "Classmate He Lan, since your father has someone to accompany him to play chess, then it's not interesting for me to stay here, I'll go home first." ”

As soon as Zhao Siqi said this, He Lan was anxious, and hurriedly stood up and said, "Zhao Siqi, what are you doing?" Can't you help my dad with his help? ”

Father He raised his eyebrows, and when he looked at Zhao Siqi, a look of meaning flashed in his eyes.

Uncle Wei shook his head slightly, a disdainful sneer rose at the corner of his mouth, and said, "Let's go, let's go, the poor boy can't even afford a thousand yuan, and he doesn't deserve to play chess with me!" ”

"Uncle Wei, can you speak with respect? Zhao Siqi, he's my classmate! He Lan's eyes were about to erupt with anger.

"This world deserves my respect, only those who play chess better than me, like Zhao Siqi, who dare not make a move when they see a chess game with a lottery, do not deserve my respect!" Uncle Wei is aggressive.

His words made Zhao Siqi clench his hands angrily, and his performance made He Lan's brows jump, "Uncle Wei, what if Zhao Siqi really wins you?" ”

"Really won me? That's impossible! And, looking at his poor and sour appearance, can he afford a thousand dollars? Here, I have at least 1,000 yuan in winnings per game of chess, and less than 1,000 yuan is not to be discussed! ”

Zhao Siqi was really angry, he really wanted to take out a thousand yuan from his body and smash it on Uncle Wei's face, so as to vent this evil breath.

But he couldn't, because he only had a few dozen dollars on him.

"How? Zhao Siqi, do you have a thousand yuan to play a game of chess with me? Uncle Wei pressed again.

"I ...... No! Good bye! Zhao Siqi replied with a calm face.

"I have! Zhao Siqi, I'll pay a thousand yuan, and you will fight for me! Uncle Wei is so disagreeable, I can't stand it if it were Otherwise! He Lan said loudly.

"Xiaolan, don't worry about it!" Father He straightened his face.

"What do you mean I'm eventful? I brought my classmates to my house as guests, not to be ridiculed, Uncle Wei, please apologize to Zhao Siqi! He Lan grabbed Zhao Siqi and said with a cold face.

"Old Wei, look at the good things you have done! How it ends next, you can see what to do! Father He was sandwiched between his old friend and his daughter, and he expressed his helplessness in his heart.

In the face of Father He's accusation, Uncle Wei shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "I said, if you want to get my respect, then place a lottery to win me!" ”

Then he looked at Zhao Siqi, who insisted on leaving, "Boy, I'm waiting for you to fight at any time, I'm afraid that you don't have any money, and you don't have the courage, just a coward, a coward!" ”

"Uncle Wei!" He Lan, who was pulling Zhao Siqi, glared angrily and stomped his feet in anger.

Zhao Siqi was reincarnated as a human being, no matter how good his cultivation was, he couldn't help it at this time when he heard Uncle Wei repeatedly belittle himself, and he said to Father He: "Uncle He, if I help you win this game, can I borrow the prize money first?" ”

After listening to Zhao Siqi's words, Father He couldn't help but show a smile: "This game of chess, if I play it with my own ability, I can't win at all, I should have lost to Lao Wei for a thousand yuan, if you win, then this lottery should let you go, come on, let me see your ability, Xiaolan She has been praising you!" ”

He Lan's eyes showed a gleam of joy, the man in her heart should be like this, in the face of accusations, then use her own strength to prove everything!

So when he saw his father standing up to vacate the place to play chess, He Lan walked behind Zhao Siqi and pushed him to the place where his father was sitting.

"Uncle Wei, you're too disagreeable, let's see how classmate Zhao Siqi teaches you!" While pushing Zhao Siqi, He Lan spoke angrily.

Uncle Wei's eyes still had an indifferent attitude, "In my game of chess, even if the red side comes to the immortals, it will be difficult to save it, you classmate, help your father play chess, if you lose, will it be his or your father's?" ”

Father He saw He Lan's eyes asking for help, so he had to speak: "Originally, I didn't have a move, if Zhao Siqi lost, then the lost prize money is still mine, if I win, the thousand yuan is considered Zhao Siqi's, hurry up and start, I can't wait to see the result." ”

At the end of the game, Father He's heart has been annoyed by the next move for a long time, and he has not played it for a long time, and now there is Zhao Siqi on top, and he has changed from a person in the game to an outsider.

The so-called bystander Qing, when he removes the sense of victory and defeat in his heart, as an objective observer, sees the chess game in front of him, He Father also has to admit that with his ability, no matter how Red moves, the result is a situation in which Black wins.

And when Zhao Siqi sat in front of the red chess, he was calm, and seemed to have a chest?

He Lan and her father glanced at each other, and they both saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

Uncle Wei found that when Zhao Siqi sat in front of the chessboard, the momentum on his body changed, and he was no longer an ordinary high school student, but a chess player who had experienced a hundred battles!

"I want to see what your expression is after losing this game of chess?" Uncle Wei sneered, leaned back on the sofa, and looked down on Zhao Siqi with a sneer.

As soon as Zhao Siqi sat down in front of the chessboard, there were only chessboards and chess pieces left in his eyes, and he didn't care what kind of performance the opponent had.

What he cares about is that there are several ways to play his chess pieces, and among the several ways of playing, which one should be chosen, whether to take risks and aggressively attack, or to defend safely?

Zhao Siqi didn't care about how this game was played at the beginning and why it was played like this, he only cared about how to break through the defense of black chess and fight him before black checked himself.

Chess is dead, people are alive, and ideas are even more changeable.

The reason why a chess master is a chess master is entirely because he can think of hidden kills that others can't think of, and then/carry out targeted moves to form a layout, and finally complete the last one will win.

Uncle Wei on the opposite side looked down on Zhao Siqi, and Zhao Siqi would not be polite to him, and in the eyes of Father He and He Lan, he stretched out his hand and gently picked up a chess piece.