Everyone looked at Wen Guqi and beat Wen Qingcen to the ground after a while, Wen Qingcen could be said to have no chance of winning from the beginning.

Although he admired Wen Guqi's strength, he did not feel that Wen Qingcen was very bad because of this.

After all, Chen Shen is already outstanding in chess in the school, and it is only a round trip.

Wen Qingcen can go back and forth a few times under Jiang Ruofu, and his strength is obviously stronger than Chen Shen.

Chen Shen is already much more powerful than them, not to mention Wen Qingcen, who is more powerful than Chen Shen.

Wen Qingcen was defeated, and he still looked at the chessboard in a daze.

Everyone whispered and laughed beside them, but they couldn't hear it.

Wen Guqi threw the chess pieces in his hand back into the chessboard,

"That's it."

"There's no point in going any further."

Wen Qingcen got up, and Wen Guqi also got up.

Say goodbye.

Wen Guqi's face was pale, and he didn't say the word "concede".

Because Wen Qingcen is not qualified to be an opponent at all.

And Wen Qingcen also knew in his heart that Wen Gu won and did not accept his concession.

With such a disparity in strength, it would be hypocritical to say another concession.

Mr. Qian saw that many people were surrounding here, he got into the crowd, squinted his eyes and focused on the light,

"Let the old man see."

"What are you all looking at?"

Mr. Qian patted the students on the left and right with a fan, and the students on the left and right immediately got out of the way.

When Mr. Qian saw that there were two students on both sides of the chessboard, he did not talk to them, but looked directly at the chessboard.

Mr. Qian twisted his beard with his thumb and forefinger, and the fan was reversed, and his hand was propped up on the fan.

Mr. Qian looked at the chess game, suddenly picked up the fan, pointed to the chessboard, and said,

"Who is this sunspot?"

Jiang Xiaowen answered for Wen Guqi,

"It's Jiang Ruofu."

Mr. Qian squinted his eyes again,

"The two of you, which one is Jiang Ruofu."

Everyone pointed to Wen Guqi.

Mr. Qian patted the chessboard with a fan, nodded approvingly,

"Not bad."

"That's good."

"Who did you learn from before?"

Wen Gu lowered his eyes,

"Mother-in-law."

"It's just that the time is too short, and I haven't learned much, and the students are ugly."

The moon on his waist shines with a warm luster, as if under the bright sun.

The full moon river flow lines loom in the background.

Mr. Qian nodded,

"It seems that Lingtang has a lot of chess skills."

"Even if the days are not long, you can still have such strength, Ling Tang is really a good teacher."

Wen Guqi was silent.

It's not just a long time.

It's just that he taught him by hand when he was a child, and the memory of those scattered fragments has long been blurred.

He really started to learn chess from the chess game left by his mother, following the game she had annotated, word by word, facing the empty opposite, practicing and playing alone.

, talk to yourself.

Whether it was embarrassment or joy, there was no one to share with him.

He was the only one who faced the candle flame and fell again.

He read all the chess games left by his mother, including rare and unique books, as well as the formations summarized by his mother herself, a whole box, which was half a person taller than him, so that he was only fifteen years old and won against the national teacher. fast

Everyone said he was gifted.

I don't know how much time he spent on it.

I often face the empty pavilion alone, and it is a day at a time.

Mr. Qian twisted his beard and said,

"It's not bad to hold white, but it's a pity that the opponent you meet is too strong."

"Even if the opponent is Jiang Lu's child, he may not necessarily lose, he is dexterous in change, dodges in time, and knows how to be flexible."

Mr. Qian looked at it a few more times before leaving, as if he was waiting for the two of them to play again.

But neither of them made any more moves, and Mr. Qian had to walk away disappointed.

It happened that the bell for getting out of school was struck, and not long after it rang, Jiang Moyin came to Xuanban, beckoned to Wen Guqi at the window, and said with a smile,

"Seventh sister!"

Xiaoyu packed up the bookcase for Wen Guqi, and Jiang Mo instructed the fish soup beside him,

"You go buy the burnt noodles first, and go home as soon as you finish buying, so you don't have to come to me again."

The complexion is pale, but the maid who is not outstanding in appearance lowered her eyebrows and said yes.

Hurriedly went with Jiang Moyin's bookcase.

Jiang Moyin showed Wen Guqi the handkerchief he had embroidered in the book reading class,

"When Mr. was talking about strategy, many people were doing schoolwork for women, and I followed several sisters to embroider so well."

"Seventh sister, look, is it much better than before?"

And Wen Guqi was so stunned by the handkerchief that stretched out in front of him that he stepped back a little, and looked at Jiang Mo Yin's handkerchief, but frowned slightly,

What is this embroidery?

Jiang Moyin looked at Wen Guqi with expectant eyes, waiting for his answer.

Wen Guqi nodded forcefully,

"It's okay."

Wen Guqi couldn't help but think,

Jiang Ruofu's sister female workers are like this, Jiang Ruofu's female workers should not be like this.

thought that Jiang Ruofu would also take such a handkerchief to himself to praise.

Wen Guqi couldn't help but feel a chill in his back.

Although Jiang Mo was very happy to hear the praise, Wen Guqi's face was indescribable.

He tried his best to recall the handkerchief that Jiang Mo had just taken in front of him,

Could it be an embroidered mandarin duck?

Wen Guqi thought back to the pattern, and it seemed that there were indeed blue and white water ripples on it, and the brilliant feather color of the water fowl.

Although Wen Guqi has not used it, the amount he has received can be carried after all.

This mandarin duck should look like when embroidered, Wen Guqi still knows.

Jiang Mo didn't even look like a duck when he embroidered it, he could only barely see that it was a living thing, and the lines were messy, although he could see that he was very serious about closing the edges, trying to put all the lines together and not running around.

But even so, the handkerchief embroidered by Jiang Mo was really suffocating.

Since he was a child, Wen Guqi has never seen such a mandarin duck.

At least there is no such thing in the handkerchief sachet that Wen Guqi has received.

Jiang Moyin was in a happy mood, and even wanted to hum a song and jump on the road.

Wen Guqi followed behind helplessly, subconsciously wanting to stop her from walking like this, but remembered that Jiang Moyin was his sister now, and he couldn't always have any disputes with Jiang Moyin because of these trivial things, and in the future, he might have to watch more of these behaviors, and it was impossible to mention it once he felt unpleasant, Wen Guqi held back.

Thinking that he would change with Jiang Ruofu in the future, he would have to go to school with Jiang Moyin, Wen Guqi couldn't help but sigh.

When Jiang Moyin and Wen Guqi held hands and walked together, Wen Guqi frowned and avoided it in time.

Jiang Mo stretched out his hand and pounced into the air, but he was not angry, and said with a smile,

"I'll let the fish soup go buy roasted noodles, and when I get home later, I'll have someone bring you some."

"I heard that Changqinglou's roasted noodles are very good, but I haven't eaten them yet."

Wen Guqi refused,

"No need, keep it for yourself."

Jiang Moyin tried his best to persuade,

"Try it, maybe you like it?"

"And to be so famous, it may be very small."