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Jiang Muqing has already found out that Li Xinrui's exquisite duck neck was made by Jiang Yu, and at the reception of Xiangjiang Courtyard last night, a masked woman in white appeared, and a beautiful song of Fengqiwu helped Jiang Yu relieve the siege! Jiang Muqing is very clear about Li Xinrui's skills, even if the two major banks fail in the capital, she is the only one who can do well in Jinling City! She would do that kind of thing for Jiang Yu, didn't she say that she wanted to be an innocent person!

Hate, Jiang Muqing's heart is full of hatred! He can't get Li Xinrui, and he doesn't want to see anyone get it, let alone watch Li Xinrui succeed, which will only exacerbate Li Xinrui's escape from his control! What Jiang Muqing has to do is to crack down on Li Xinrui's duck neck business, make her lose all her money, make her desperate, and finally get her as she wishes! She's mine, and no one wants to take her away! Jiang Muqing clenched his fists fiercely, with a hateful look in his eyes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info What to do next, Jiang Muqing has already thought about it!

Jiang Yu went to Jishan Academy, and he still had to attend the afternoon class. If you want to teach your students that new way of playing, you need to be prepared. Of course, new things must list the rules well, so that they can have fun and everyone can accept more knowledge. Jiang Yu knew that these geniuses had already finished those traditional courses, and if they talked about it over and over again, it would only make them feel annoyed. Jiang Yu hopes that these children can become pillars of the country in the future, and now Jiang Yu has no idea of changing the world!

Wen Rushu has been messing around with Li Xinrui, and with the living treasure of Xingxuan'er, he has a lot of fun. Wen Rushu ran out from time to time to look at the hour, for fear of missing the afternoon class. Xing Xuan'er teased Wen Rushu: "You little thing, you are so afraid of being late, afraid of being slapped by Mr." Wen Rushu is a big ghost, but he is not the master of loss, and he said up with Xingxuan'er's words: "What do you know, Mr. will teach us to play chess in the afternoon....... it is not ordinary chess, it is a new style of chess." Alas....... I told you that you don't understand, our husband is not an ordinary person! Forget it, it's time, I'm going to class! ”

Xing Xuan'er was stunned by Wen Rushu's words, watching the little guy leave triumphantly, muttering in his mouth: "Playing chess? It's like no one has ever gone down. Ay...... Sister Rui, where does Wen Rushu go to school, and who is his husband! Li Xinrui is busy, how can she have time to talk nonsense with Xing Xuan'er. It's not interesting to beg, Xing Xuan'er decided that next time she catches Wen Rushu, she must torture her to extract a confession!

The students have long been curious about the new chess method that Jiang Yu said, and when Wen Rushu arrived, almost all of them came! Wen Rushu hurriedly found an empty seat and sat down: Good guy, I thought I was early! After waiting for a while, all the students came, but it was not yet time for class, and the gentleman had not yet arrived.

Everyone sat quietly and waited. Zhao Gou kept stretching his neck and looking around, hoping to see Mr. as soon as possible. When Zhao Gou turned around and didn't see the figure of Mr. hanging his head in frustration, Mr. didn't know when he had appeared behind him, and he was still holding a few pieces of paper full of words in his hand!

Jiang Yu sat down slowly, handed the paper to the students separately, and several people sat together, which was enough. Jiang Yu didn't prepare so much paper because it was a new thing, and no one else knew about it, so Jiang Yu needed to write it word by word. Then copy a few more copies. It's all the same content, it's good for everyone to gather around and take a look, there's no need for everyone to have a copy.

The students who saw Mr.'s handwriting couldn't help but laugh, because Mr.'s handwriting was as rumored to be - like a child's handwriting. However, it looks like ...... Mr. is still quite cute, at least he doesn't hide dirt, he is honest with others, and he dares to face his shortcomings. Everyone admires Mr. Jiang Yu more and more.

Jiang Yu probably knew his handwriting, and pretended to cough a few times: "Uh...... Everyone, pay attention, don't pay too much attention to details. The rules of the new style of chess are on paper, and after I understand them, I can teach everyone to practice in real combat. After listening to Jiang Yu's words, everyone looked at the words on the paper very obediently, and the first line was a line of small words: Three artillery and fifteen soldiers!

The following words are an explanation of this new style of chess: as the name suggests, this chess game is divided into two sides, and the chess pieces are specified as large and small. one side holds the eldest son, a total of three; The other side holds the boys, fifteen in all. In the prescribed square, the eldest son can eat the child, and the purpose of the child is to surround the eldest child.

The rules are very simple, just a few sentences, but what Jiang Yu wants to teach his students is another thing - through the new style of chess, learn to be flexible, and understand the mystery of Sun Tzu's Art of War more thoroughly. In the future, these students will inevitably have to mix in officialdom, and now these things may not be inconspicuous, but in the future, who guarantees that they will not come in handy!

After reading the rules, the next step is the actual battle. Jiang Yu needs to demonstrate first, so that a student needs to be the opponent. Zhao Gou is always the one who volunteers, and Jiang Yu also has to accept Zhao Gou, because ....... everyone else is afraid of making a fool of himself, so he has no choice at all!

Zhao Gou has an extraordinary temperament, as Jiang Yu expected, Zhao Gou only loves the eldest son, and the eldest son can eat everything that can be eaten, this is an unspeakable complex, Jiang Yu will definitely not say it now. In Jiang Yu's heart, he still has a fluke mood for Zhao Gou - maybe he doesn't need to say it in the future!

The battle began, and Zhao Gou was the kind of person who would move forward bravely and would not admit defeat, and this kind of character could be seen clearly in his chess game. Jiang Yu needs to slowly polish Zhao Gou, so that he can gradually become a qualified successor, Jiang Yu's heart thinks so now. Sometimes, failure can also be a cause for improvement. With Zhao Gou pressing on step by step, Jiang Yu decided that it was time for him to lose a game.

The onlookers saw that Zhao Gou's eldest son was about to eat Mr.'s boy in the grid, and Zhao Gou's eldest son was still so fierce. The students hope that Mr. will win, and if Zhao Gou wins, Zhao Gou's already cocked tail will not be lifted to the sky! Zhao Gou looked at the chess game excitedly, Mr. Kid was running out, and it was time to kill the killer. Zhao Gou didn't know that Jiang Yu was sacrificing parts and leading Zhao Go's eldest son into the trap step by step. The situation was flipped in an instant, and before Zhao Go's eldest son could react, the battle was completely defeated!

Zhao Gou couldn't believe his eyes, Mr. ....... how he .......did it, the result just now was obviously ....... Jiang Yu pointed to the chess game and said: "Students, the original intention of Mr. teaching you to play new chess is to teach you to take into account the overall situation, instead of blindly moving forward inch by inch." You are all proud sons of Jishan Academy, and you will be the pillars of the country in the future, and I hope that you can learn real skills from it, instead of talking about it on paper! ”

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Battle, Battle, Battle,