"You don't seem to be very happy for me, Bai Ling." Heng Yuanjun said softly.

"Should I be happy?" Bai Ling fell again, "A ruthless conspirator who regards human life as a mustard is about to go out of the mountain again...... Should I be happy? ”

Heng Yuanjun laughed.

"When you came to see me, you didn't dislike me for being cruel."

"This time and that time," Bai Ling said again, "...... At that time, your door was really locked. ”

Heng Yuanjun's son followed, "Aren't you curious about what the emperor wants me to do?" ”

Boling paused.

"Curious." She thought for a moment, "But I don't ask." ”

“…… Why? ”

"If the emperor wants me to know, he will come and tell me himself," Bai Ling said softly, "if he doesn't want to, but you especially want to tell me...... That's probably not a good thing, right? ”

Heng Yuanjun laughed again.

“…… Makes sense," he slapped his palm lightly, "you're right. ”

There was silence between the two again, and only the sound of the pieces could be heard.

As the game approached the middle game, both of them forgot about their surroundings and plunged into the game in front of them.

Bai Ling and Heng Yuanjun appeared more and more times in the long exam.

As the game progressed, the advantage given to black by the opening four handicaps became smaller and smaller. Bai Ling made several mistakes and was succeeded by Heng Yuanjun's sneak attack, and she has been at a disadvantage since then, and she has not reversed it until the closing stage.

It was only at this time that Heng Yuanjun had a little leisure to look at his opponent again.

"You just won't ever throw a child...... Heng Yuanjun reminded and said softly, "In this game, you have no chance of winning." ”

Bai Ling was expressionless, "...... You've said that before. ”

Heng Yuanjun smiled—he understood what Bai Ling was talking about.

Last month he played a big game with Bai Ling, and the process was similar to today, Bai Ling had a dominant start and fell behind in the middle game...... Heng Yuanjun also felt that the victory was in his hands.

Only that time, he ignored a large dragon in the corner that was not alive.

Bai Ling quietly bluffed elsewhere, slowly trying to advance, after more than sixty hands of Taoguang cultivation, she suddenly burst out, with the previous step by step foreshadowing, with an extremely ferocious method to raise the butcher's knife, and began to fight back.

The game lasted four hours, and the two sat under the tree all day, without eating or drinking, until it was over, and when it was over, they realized why it was getting dark.

That game was really wonderful, especially Bai Ling's layout in the later stages, forbearance, and grasp of that fleeting opportunity...... All of them made Heng Yuanjun surprised when he reviewed it.

It's just that this time, Heng Yuanjun really didn't give Bai Ling such a chance.

There was no suspense in the chess situation after that - Heng Yuanjun was meticulous in his offensive, and he showed an unprecedented fierce killing intent in the official stage, and all Bai Ling could do was to keep himself from losing too ugly.

When he had to admit defeat, Bai Ling sighed softly.

"I lost."

"Why do you have to come to this point. You're not a novice anymore, you should be able to understand the big picture," Heng Yuanjun pointed to the previous key turns, "here, here...... And here, it should be easy to predict the winner or loser. ”

"Indeed." Bai Ling nodded.

"Then why don't you cast a child."

"Waiting."

"What are you waiting for?"

"Wait for the right time." Bai Ling said softly, "It may be a mistake that I didn't find, or it maybe—"

“…… Relying on the opponent's low-level mistakes to win? Heng Yuanjun said lightly, "This is not waiting for the opportunity, this is just a simple leak." ”

"If you can win," Bai Ling said softly, "what does it matter if you miss it or not?" ”

Heng Yuanjun said softly, "Then imagine that a dragon and tiger leaping start, a fierce battle in the middle game, but when the official was in the official, one side used some carving insect tricks, making the opponent overturn in the gutter......

"Would you like such a chess game?" Heng Yuanjun asked.

"Probably not."

"Winning is at the cost of ruining the beauty of the whole game," Heng Yuanjun said slowly, "It's not what a chess player should do, it's not decent."

"Every game of chess should be played in a way that will go down in history for future generations. A good game of chess should have such mutual success. ”

Bai Ling glanced deeply at Heng Yuanjun opposite.

It was hard to imagine that such words came from Heng Yuanjun's mouth, but the next moment, Bai Ling felt that it seemed very reasonable.

In retrospect, Heng Yuanjun has always been gloomy and ruthless in the match, and often leaves some confusion and interference with the opponent's chess moves, and often grass snake gray lines, until the last moment suddenly unveiled to reveal his fangs.

Bai Ling often felt the unfathomable city and terrifying aura of Hengyuan Jun from it...... That is by no means a "decent" or "successful" approach in the eyes of the world.

But if his confession today is sincere, then this itself may be the beauty that Heng Yuanjun is pursuing.

He presumably expects his opponent to fight back at the same level, whether it's in the open or the same ruthless, he just doesn't like pointless delays and shoddy spying.

Thinking of this, Bai Ling suddenly smiled.

“…… That Heng Yuanjun has to go one step further. ”

Heng Yuanjun looked at her, "What?" ”

"Good chess players will make each other," Bai Ling said softly, "but who can guarantee that there will always be good chess players sitting opposite you."

"If you want to be decent and want to win, and the opponent only wants to win, then your chess strength must at least crush the opponent by one level in order to compensate for the burden of decency and get what you want."

Bai Ling looked at the chess game, "And it's too strange to hear you say something like that...... I wonder if I've heard it wrong. ”

"Really, weird?"

"It's kind of weird." Bai Ling said softly, "If it were Lord Zhang and Master Sun sitting opposite me today, I might think it was quite reasonable, I had to play chess decently and be a ......."

Speaking of this, Bai Ling even smiled, "But Heng Yuanjun, you are not a real chess player, and you are not a person who will be swayed by the world's opinions, since you have been unscrupulous in reality, why do you still pursue these illusory things on the chessboard." ”

Heng Yuanjun was silent for a moment, and at this moment he suddenly felt that he and Bai Ling seemed to be sitting in opposite positions.

But he didn't have anything to refute, and after a long time, he said softly with deep eyes, "It's not an ethereal thing, you just ...... I don't understand yet. ”

"Then wait for me to understand it slowly, but until then you don't want to see me take the initiative to throw, I'd rather lose undignified." Bai Ling smiled, "...... In our Chansang, there is an old saying. ”

"Huh?"

"Don't walk gently into that good night." Bai Ling said softly.

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