The chess game continued, and the officials had their own differences, but the gap between the two sides was too large, and a slight difference could not affect the outcome of the chess game.

Dropping the last chess piece, Lin Zicong exhaled a long breath - no matter what, the chess game is finally over, and he has done his best, but his strength is not good, and it doesn't work if he wants to fight hard.

Liao Xiaohui couldn't help but be full of smugness - at this time, the gap between the board is so big that there is no need to count, a rough look, it is a big win of more than a dozen meshes, under normal circumstances, more than 90% of the chess players will admit defeat before entering the small official, in order to keep the chess game clean and show the demeanor of the chess player, but the opponent did not do this, is the child young and ignorant and ignorant, or is he dizzy in anger? Either way, the winner is king, and if you win, that's enough!

"Is it the endgame? So now you can start playing chess? Seeing that both sides were no longer falling, Li Qiusheng asked out loud - although the outcome of the chess game is very clear, since the two sides have reached the endgame, they have to be decided according to the rules.

"Yes!" Liao Xiaohui immediately replied, full of spirit and high morale.

"Hmm." Lin Zicong also answered, but his voice was extremely weak, like a mosquito humming.

Why bother counting chess, seeing two people react like this, the result is still unclear?

Li Qiusheng got up and left his seat and began to play chess for both sides -- the so-called chess is actually to arrange the chess pieces on the chessboard and arrange them into shapes that are easy to count.

All the onlookers were silent, quietly watching Li Qiusheng skillfully fiddle with the chess pieces, except for the occasional clatter of the chess pieces colliding, there was only the slight sound of people's breathing.

"White has a total of 189 discs, and wins nine." Li Qiusheng announced loudly.

"Big wolf, congratulations!"

"Big wolf, good job!"

The compliments and congratulations rang out instantly, although the result was expected by many long before the showdown began.

Lin Zicong lowered his head - he lost the chess. What else is there to say? Such a result was expected, losing to a person who was two years older than himself and enrolled two years earlier was actually nothing to be ashamed of, if it weren't for his own special training teacher named Zhao Yanwu, who would pay so much attention to this game of chess?

"Brother Zicong, are you okay?" Everyone else gathered around Liao Xiaohui to talk, but Tan Xiaotian squeezed next to Lin Zicong, and when he saw the frustration on Lin Zicong's face, he asked with concern.

"Alas, how could it be good. That guy's chess is so good that I can't do anything about him. Lin Zicong grinned reluctantly, but his smile was more ugly than crying.

"Well, he's really strong." Tan Xiaotian nodded.

This game of chess Liao Xiaohui is indeed very beautiful, there are almost no big doubts in the whole game, on the contrary, Lin Zicong's choice of formula in the upper left corner and the attack and killing concept in the lower right corner are problematic, especially in the upper battle, he failed to get out of the strong hand that he directly relied on to contain the abdominal momentum, which is equivalent to wasting half a hand of chess, so it is natural to lose one-sidedly - or Lin Zicong's chess strength is too weak. Whether it is offensive or defensive, it is not enough to pose a threat to Liao Xiaohui, so Liao Xiaohui can successfully complete his own ideas and firmly control the dominance of chess.

"Ahh Every day, why do you say that? Lin Zicong was surprised when he heard this, and hurriedly pulled the other party's sleeve and reminded in a whisper.

"Uh, what's wrong? Can't you? Tan Xiaotian asked strangely. I am playing chess by myself, telling the truth, I feel that there is nothing wrong with it?

"Of course not! Don't forget. You'll have to fight him tomorrow. Lin Zicong whispered.

"What's the matter, he's really strong at chess." Tan Xiaotian wondered, he couldn't understand what the internal logical connection was between praising the strength of the opponent and the outcome of tomorrow's game. "Oh, stupid you, it's called morale. The so-called three armies can win their handsome, the horseman can not take his will, the chess player game, like a samurai duel, once on the battlefield, you must have an indomitable, unhesitating heart to win, so as to give full play to your own strength, you are now chess has not played to praise the strength of the opponent, is not to increase the sharpness of others, extinguish their own prestige? Lin Zicong patiently educated.

"Huh? Is it? Oh, I see, no wonder you kept saying 'Liao Xiaohui is so great, I must be the one who won't win' on the way here, it turned out that you wanted to overpower him in morale! Tan Xiaotian finally understood, and suddenly realized with a pat on his head.

"Uh, hey, you really can't open any pot!" The so-called fairy tales are unscrupulous, and when Tan Xiaotian said this, Lin Zicong couldn't cry or laugh - the momentum he pretended to be untrue after all, and it was useful to bluff people, but it didn't work all the time, didn't he bump into a face full of flowers when he met Liao Xiaohui, who came specifically to find awkwardness?

"Hey, hey." Tan Xiaotian smirked, he still didn't know what he said wrong, but he could feel that Lin Zicong had recovered a little from the frustration of losing.

was smiling, and suddenly felt that the atmosphere around him was wrong, and turned around, but Liao Xiaohui was standing in front of him, with an arrogant attitude, like a general who had just returned from a victorious battle, and the others were all looking at this, obviously wanting to know what Liao Xiaohui was going to say.

"Tan Xiaotian." Liao Xiaohui really spoke, his tone was serious, and he had a condescending feeling - he was already half a head taller than Tan Xiaotian, and he had just won chess at this time, and his spirit was booming, and this feeling was even more obvious.

"Uh, yes." Stunned, Tan Xiaotian replied.

"It's him today, you're you tomorrow, are you ready?" Liao Xiaohui glanced at Lin Zicong, and then asked Tan Xiaotian.

"Prepare what?" Tan Xiaotian asked puzzled.

"Playing stupid? Lose! Liao Xiaohui shouted.

"What? Losing chess? Do you have to prepare for losing? Tan Xiaotian was even more puzzled - who was preparing to lose chess? Isn't that sick?

"Hmph, it's the same whether you're ready or not, anyway, by this time tomorrow, you'll be like him." Liao Xiaohui said proudly.

glanced at Lin Zicong, Lin Zicong's face was gloomy, obviously very angry, but he had just lost the chess, and he lacked confidence, knowing that it was useless to say anything at this time, so he could only endure it.

"Let's talk about it then, your chess is very strong, but I'm not afraid of you." Tan Xiaotian replied that he was a very competitive child, and in fact, this is one of the qualities that any good chess player must possess - if there is no desire to win, then what kind of chess is played? Even in the face of strong opponents, you dare to show your sword, and you don't even dare to show your sword, can you still count on self-improvement? (To be continued......)