There is an old locust tree that is bigger and more luxuriant than the locust tree in Zhang Jin's house by the pond in the west of the village, and under the old locust tree is the place where chess friends in Haiwozi Village usually gather, so the villagers call this place Qiping.

There are not many entertainment items in the village, most people can't use the Internet, and few people like to watch TV. As a result, chess and mahjong became important entertainment items for men in the village.

When there are the most people, it is common to be able to put more than ten or twenty games of chess at the same time, thirty or forty people to play against each other, and thirty or forty people to watch. It can be said that this is the chess mecca of Haiwozi Village.

And today, the chessboard confrontation between Tianjiagang and Haiwozi Village is also here.

When Zhang Jin and the three of them walked to the chess floor, the place that was not very big was already full of people inside and outside three circles. A rough estimate, to say the least, there are also 100 people! There are more people than when Qiping was at its most prosperous.

Zhang Jin looked at it a little dizzy, almost all the villagers who stayed in the village and didn't go to the city to work. , Zhang Jin couldn't help but be surprised and said, "Isn't it?" Isn't it just a game of chess?

Why is it still so grand? ”

At this time, Hai Jufu, who had arrived first, came out of the crowd, hurriedly walked over, and without saying a word, he pulled Zhang Jin into the crowd, and his mouth was still counting: "I said why did you come?" It's all burning eyebrows, why are you still unhurried? ”

Seeing Hai Jufu roaring like this, Zhang Jin hurriedly asked the question that Hai Gensheng and Hai Sanbao hadn't had time to answer before: "Uncle Jufu, what the hell is going on?" Isn't it a game of chess, why is it so grand? "You don't care if it's grand or not, anyway, no matter what it is, our village can lose to anyone, but we can't lose to the people of Tianjiagang!" Hai Jufu's tone was categorically serious.

Originally, he thought that Haigen was born and they lost a game of chess and came to pull themselves as reinforcements, but Zhang Jin was still very unimpressed, and he was unwilling to participate in this small battle of will. But after listening to Hai Jufu's words, Zhang Jin pondered the taste, it seems that there is a festival between Haiwozi Village and Tianjiagang, otherwise how could he even play chess!

But Zhang Jin turned his head and thought about it again, and felt that something was wrong, and the villagers of these two villages also had a lot of contacts. And there are many women who marry daughters and daughters-in-law, so it doesn't look like they have a festival?

"Uncle Jufu, what's going on in our village and Tianjiagang? Playing chess and still mobilizing the crowd? Zhang Jin asked curiously.

At this time, Hai Jufu had already pulled Zhang Jin to this piece, the only chess piece that was supported, and when he heard Zhang Jin ask, Hai Jufu said: "You don't care about what's going on, anyway, if Lao Niu loses again after a while, this chess can only be won back by you for our village!" Seeing that Hai Jufu didn't seem to be in the mood to answer his question now, Zhang Jin had no choice but to watch the war on the chessboard nearby.

At this time, one of the two people playing on the chessboard was a veteran of Haiwo Zilin and a loud Uncle Niu. Sitting opposite Uncle Niu was a young man with a slightly dark face and an age similar to Zhang Jin.

This young man has a Chinese face, thick and dark eyebrows, and a strong body, even if he sits there, the whole person looks very imposing.

You don't need to look at the endgame of the chessboard, just look at the expressions of the two chess players on both sides of the Chu River and Han Realm, and you can see which scene is better or worse.

Uncle Niu's face was full of bitterness and hatred, and the 11-shaped wrinkles in the center of his eyebrows were eager to kill mosquitoes, and the old bamboo chimney in his hand was even more "grunt," "grunt," and the sound kept ringing. Obviously, the situation is difficult: the black-faced young man on the opposite side is the opposite, not only has a calm face, but also has the leisure to choke on the white tea that has been brewed in his hand from time to time. A breezy jiashi.。

Sure enough, after the two attacked and defended for a few more rounds, Old Man Niu frowned and thought hard for a long time, but Zuihou still had to say "lost" with difficulty and admit defeat. After standing up, Old Man Niu lù let out a look of relief.

Obviously, the old man in the previous chess game was very aggrieved by the black-faced boy opposite.

After Uncle Niu admitted defeat and got up, before the black-faced boy who won the chess could speak, the kid standing behind the black-faced kid jumped out proudly: "Your village has lost another one, who will come next?" Is there anyone else? "That look is alive and easy" 1 villain's dewilled, face. "I'm coming!" After Zhang Jin finished speaking, he unceremoniously sat in the position that Uncle Niu had just moved out of.

Since he has been dragged over by death and life, and looking at the villagers' jiashi, this small game of chess seems to be quite simple, and it has even been raised to the level of honor and disgrace of the whole village, so Zhang Jin is naturally the one who will not give in.

Although Zhang Jin only saw the endgame of the black-faced boy and Uncle Niu before, he still saw with his eyesight of the tenth-level chess skill that the chess power of this black-faced boy was quite good. Even if Zuihou has already killed Uncle Niu with a considerable advantage, he still seems to have spare strength.

Obviously, this kid's character is not bad, he knows that he has room for his opponent, and he didn't use humiliating methods to make Uncle Niu lose too much face.

Because his first impression of the black-faced student was not bad, Zhang Jin nodded to him with a smile after sitting down, and said, "Don't keep your hands on this game of chess, play with all your might!" ”

The black-faced young man obviously didn't expect that there were still masters in Haibi Village who could see that he was vaguely keeping his hands, and after glancing at Zhang Jin in surprise, he smiled as if he was aware of it, and then nodded heavily. "Okay!" When the black-faced young man saw Zhang Jin talking, he had already preemptively put the green sè chess pieces on his side and kept the red sè chess pieces for himself, he was even more awe-inspiring, and at the same time a little unconvinced.

According to the rules, red comes first and green comes first, and the side that holds red first will naturally have a certain advantage.

Therefore, the black-faced young man is naturally awe-inspiring, and at the same time, because of his confidence in his chess skills, he will also be a little unconvinced.

And Zhang Jin gave up the red chess to the black-faced youth, so he naturally had the certainty of winning. According to Zhang Jin's estimate, this black-faced young man's chess strength is indeed good, and he is even stronger than Old Man Liu. But compared to myself, it is still far from it.

For Zhang Jin, if he really wants to fill the gap in strength between the two and balance the scene between the two sides, in addition to giving way to the first, he must at least let one more "car" or another "cannon" or "one" pawn to be considered evenly matched.

Although Zhang Jin knew it, he couldn't do it! Because if Zhang Jin really proposed to let the car let the cannon, it would not be "the pursuit of fairness", but an insult to the red luǒluǒ.

So, just like that, the game begins!

At the beginning, because the two sides were still in the tentative stage, and the territory was also clearly distinguished, the first dozen hands were played quickly. But when the offensive and defensive lines of the two sides became doggy and toothy after a dozen hands, and they had begun to strangle each other, the situation began to change.

Let's look at the two opposing pairs first.

The black-faced young man was all gone, and he had the breezy appearance he had when he played chess with Uncle Niu before, and the big tea jar had long been put aside. The frowning brows are even worse than the previous Uncle Niu. One hand unconsciously fiddled with the few chess pieces that had just been exchanged with Zhang Jin, and the other hand stroked the unshaved collar with his chin.

Zhang Jin, on the other hand, was even more relaxed at this time than the black-faced young man in the previous game.

The cigarette in his mouth flickered up and down, and he took a small puff from time to time, exhaling a faint smoke. The two hands were not idle, one hand fiddled with the chess pieces in his hand like the black-faced youth, and the other hand was even more excessively buckled with his feet.

If the appearance of the black-faced young man in the last game can be described as "light and light", then Zhang Jin's current appearance can only be compared to "hanging a child".

There is no grace at all, it is so unimpressive!

Look at the chessboard again.

Black-faced youths often had to frown and meditate for a while before they could make a move, and as the game continued, the time to think about it became longer and longer.

And Zhang Jin is every time the black-faced young man just dropped his son on the chessboard, he followed closely and completed his own son. While the position of the falling son made the black-faced young man feel uncomfortable, the close next to the falling son as if he was pressing step by step caused a lot of pressure on the black-faced youth.

Zhang Jin has been waiting for the black-faced young man to take the exam for a long time. When Zhang Jin glanced at his empty cigarette case with regret, and was about to ask the onlookers for a cigarette to smoke, the black-faced young man finally put a few chess pieces in his hand and Zhang Jin on the chessboard, "I lost!" "Oh~wow~" The villagers shouted loudly.

At this time, the young man who showed off his martial arts when the black-faced young man won before was unwilling, "1 Brother Xiaowu, why did you admit defeat?" He didn't eat a few of your chess, did he? This kid obviously knows at most that "horses go to the day, elephants go to the fields, cannons fight across the mountains, and big carts eat a line, and the little white-level chess players are still using the number of chess pieces to measure the advantages and disadvantages of the scene."

The black-faced young man didn't pay attention to this little white, but said to Zhang Jin with relief: "Those who are good at fighting have no merit. Today I finally got it. ”

Saying that, he sincerely stretched out his right hand to Zhang Jin, Zhang Jin looked at the right hand he had just taken off his foot, smiled awkwardly at the black-faced young man, and was embarrassed to come up. On the contrary, Wu He leaned over from the chessboard and grabbed it, shook it vigorously, and said with a simple smile: "Hello, my name is Wu He!" "Hello, my name is Zhang Jin!" Seeing that Wu He seemed to be about to admit defeat, the previous Xiaobai, who called Wu He Xiao Wu, jumped out dissatisfied, "Didn't he just win your game?" I guess it's a coincidence. 1 Brother Xiaowu, play a few more games with him, you will definitely be able to win him! ”

Wu He turned his head to the chess white and smiled bitterly, and explained: "Big Wing, Brother Zhang Jin's chess strength is much higher than mine, not to mention the next game, even if it is ten games, if Brother Zhang doesn't release the water, I won't be able to win!" , don't look at Zhang Jin's previous chess path killing, and even when it came to the final game, he didn't gnaw a few chess pieces of Wu He. But as Wu He said before, "those who are good at fighting have no outstanding merits", Zhang Jin gradually took the initiative with a dense chess path and used a subtle and silent technique, and gradually expanded his advantage until he won or lost.

Of course, this is also the reason why he has a good impression of Wu He. If Wu He was like that big-shouldered classmate before, and the villain was rampant when he won, I am afraid that Zhang Jin could use the chess trick of killing and slashing, and cut Wu He's old marshal into a bare-bones commander half an hour ago, making him embarrassed!。