A few days ago, Wang Ling was forced to play chess at home, and the idea of getting together with his old classmates also died. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

As soon as he heard that Wang Ling was going out to meet friends and not play chess, Fan Xiping resorted to his crying father and shouting at his mother to roll on the ground, which annoyed Wang Ling really had no choice but to meet his unreasonable demands again and again.

It wasn't until the Chinese New Year that Fan Xiping was willing to let Wang Ling take a breath, and after the first day of the new year, he continued to play chess, so that Wang Ling was a little stunned when he saw Go now. But his Go level has also improved greatly, at least in the case of being given ten sons, it will not be so easy to be slaughtered by Dalong.

I can't have a good time during the New Year, my relatives won't leave, and my friends won't be gone, so Wang Ling is full of complaints about this ghost master.

Locking himself in his room all day and playing Go made Wang Ling's parents worried, and even accelerated the process of finding a partner for him.

On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Wang Ling finally broke out in silence, he couldn't stay any longer, unlike Fan Xiping, a chess idiot, he was only a little interested in Go now, so that he was facing a ghost playing chess at home all day long, and he was about to get sick.

"I must go out today!"

"I'm going to play chess!"

"Then you can do it yourself!"

"I can't touch the pieces."

"Then you go out and see someone else."

"No, I tried, I can't seem to get too far away from you, there's an invisible wall blocking me. There are a lot of people living in this neighborhood, but none of them like to play Go, what's wrong with the world, why does no one like to play chess? ”

The system set a range of activity for Fan Xiping, that is, with Wang Ling as the center, within a radius of one kilometer, and when he reached the border, he would be bounced back by an invisible wall of air.

"But I'm so bored at home that I've been staying for days."

"I want to play chess!"

"That's all you have to say?" Wang Ling sighed, "Otherwise, let's find a Go club to play chess, so that you can play against people face to face, so it's okay." ”

"Okay, let's go!"

“……”

Wang Ling searched with his mobile phone, and if there was only one Go club in Rongcheng, it seemed that Go was really unpopular in Rongcheng.

went out and called a car, there were few people and cars on the Spring Festival road, and one person and one ghost soon arrived at this Go club.

The Go Club is also closed for the Spring Festival, and today is the first day of opening, and there are still a lot of people playing in it, and it seems that Go is not as cold as imagined.

The place inside is not small, there are hundreds of chess tables, and the attendance rate is close to half, as if the people who can play Go in Quanrong City are gathered here. Most of the people who are playing chess are old men who are playing chess, and there are also a few middle-aged people, and there are basically no young people like Wang Ling, so they attracted a lot of attention as soon as they came in.

It turned out that this Go club was opened by a retired professional player from Rongcheng, who was an eight-dan when he retired, and he was also well-known in China. Most of the people who play chess here are amateurs or amateurs.

Wang Ling found the cashier girl at the door, "I want to find someone to play chess, can you arrange it for me." ”

The cashier girl looked Wang Ling up and down, smiled and said to him, "What level of chess strength is you?" What kind of opponent are you looking for? ”

"Chess power? I don't know. Equivalent to him. Wang Ling pointed his hand to the wall, "Of course, the stronger the opponent, the better." ”

It turned out that there were several portraits pasted on the wall pillars of this chess room, and these portraits were all very famous chess saints in ancient times, and Chinese Go players worshipped them as saints.

The ancient chess players in this world are actually the same as the world he came from, there is no change, Wang Ling is also amazed, there are also Huang Longshi and Fan Xiping in this world, but I don't know which world this Fan Xiping next to him is.

Of course, the portrait that Wang Ling refers to is Fan Xiping's, and there are his great achievements on the portrait, and the three words of Fan Xiping are very conspicuous, and you can see it as soon as you enter the door.

"What a big breath! It's better for young people to be modest. ”

"You are Fan Xiping, then I am Huang Longshi."

"That's not how cows brag about it."

"Come on, let me see if your Fan Xiping is genuine."

"I'll come, old grandson, you go aside."

"Why, I said it first, you want to cut the line?"

"Just because you're my man."

Wang Ling's words were like a bomb dropped on the calm lake, stirring up a thousand waves for a while.

Although most people thought he was bragging and laughed it off, there were also many people who asked to play against Wang Ling and teach this black boy who didn't know the height of the sky a lesson.

As soon as Fan Xiping entered the chess room, his eyes had already lit up when he saw so many people playing, and if he had saliva, it would have been all over the ground by now.

"Boy, do you dare to go down with me! Don't fight with me. A grumpy middle-aged uncle stood up. He has always been an idol of the three chess saints of the Qing Dynasty, and today he couldn't help but hear that someone actually compared himself to Fan Xiping.

"Find any one, hurry, I can't wait!" Fan Xiping shouted at Wang Ling.

"Okay." Wang Ling responded.

The middle-aged uncle thought that Wang Ling had agreed to his appointment, so he stepped forward and found an empty chess table near Wang Ling and sat down.

"Come on!" He gestured to the seat across from him with the folding fan in his hand.

Seeing that someone took the initiative to come to the door, he saved himself a lot of effort, and Wang Ling didn't mind what level the other party was.

In his opinion, there is no difference at any level, and the end is already very clear, that is, he is abused to death.

He was abused for so long when he was at home, and now he can finally abuse others, and it's fun to think about it. Although it is not his chess skills, it always comes out through his men.

"What are you doing with a fan on such a cold day?" Looking at the folding fan in the other party's hand, Wang Ling couldn't help but be curious.

"You care about me, I don't fan, this is the style of a chess player, you little broken child knows a yarn." The middle-aged uncle's face has a merry and celebrity expression.

"Let's put a few of them first!" Wang Ling said.

"What do you say, let me put a few sons?"

"Yes, eight or ten, you can do it." Wang Ling seems to be a real chess immortal at this moment, and he is very arrogant, if it is an old man, he will also consider whether to respect an old man. But there was a middle-aged uncle sitting in front of him, which made him completely unscrupulous.

The middle-aged uncle was also laughed at by him, "Let me still have ten or eight, do you really think you are Fan Xiping?!" Even the pros didn't dare to let me ten or eight. Let's go first! ”

The so-called division is that the two sides take turns to hold the sunspot first, and it is generally up to the guesser to decide who will hold the sunspot first.

"Don't let the son forget it, but I have a nickname." Wang Ling said.

"What's the nickname?" Does a nickname have anything to do with playing chess? The uncle was a little puzzled.

"Be the first in the world!"

"What?!" There was another uproar in the chess room.