The chess room is not necessarily just for teaching people to play chess, and chess nerds are not stupid when they are called chess nerds.

But now, after she said that, her whole person looked wooden and dumbfounded.

It seems that except for the small chessboard in front of her, she should have been used to being indifferent to many things.

"Then what are you teaching students for?" Yang Zheng finally spit out something stuck in his throat, and he asked in a low voice.

"To eat." The chess nerd held the horse in his hand, and said hesitantly: "Why don't you add more meat?" ”

"Eat meat?"

"Well, if at the time of eating, there are potato roast beef, shabu mutton, grilled pork chops... Rice will taste even better. Of course, chicken wings are also good. ”

"You... Don't you have ideals? When you open a chess room to teach students, are you just trying to eat meat for yourself? Yang Zheng actually felt a little incredible, so incredible that he actually subconsciously learned Huanhuan and said the word ideal.

"Ideal? Then add milk tea. The chess nerd held his chin and thought for a long time before he struggled to spit out this sentence that sounded "unproductive".

However, she should be full of infinite yearning when she said this, because as the word milk tea fell in this sentence, her face was flushed, like a peach that had just been picked and was still stained with a few drops of dew.

"You... That's all you can see? ”

He really couldn't imagine that a chess master like a chess nerd would have the ideal of eating, eating meat, and drinking milk tea.

She should... She should stand on a bigger stage to prove her chess skills, and she should also be famous all over the world to justify the prejudiced chess!

But why! Her ideals sounded like that... Babbitt!

"And what about your ideals?" The chess nerd asked rhetorically as he fell.

"My ideals?" Yang Zheng smiled: "My ideal is..."

He suddenly didn't know what to say, this is not an inspirational TV series, and he may not be able to become the actor who does what he says on TV.

How can this thing be said so easily as a young man!

"Do you like meat?"

"Do you like the crispy and lovely fried pork cutlet that you can hear when you just put it in your mouth and touch it lightly with your teeth?"

"Do you like that lamb roll that can be put in boiling hot water and can slide into your throat in just three or four seconds?"

"And you... Do you like the potato beef with soft and glutinous potatoes, which is scalding until the tip of your tongue is dancing when you chew it? ”

"And there's... Do you like the braised chicken wings that don't look amazing, but when you bite down so hard, you can hear the bones and chicken wing roots mixing together, playing a symphony in your mouth? ”

"You're going to love it."

As soon as the chess nerd talked about eating, he couldn't even play chess, and the whole person became vivid.

"I like potato and beef the most, because it has meat and vegetables, and the soup can be used for rice."

"That white, grainy rice is poured over the hot beef broth, wow! You might even see the white mist! ”

"Actually, the soup of the braised chicken wings can also be poured over the rice. However, the soup should not be as delicious as the potato beef, because the soul of the rice is the potato beef soup! ”

The chess nerd spoke faster and faster, as if the chess pieces on the entire chessboard had turned into thirty-two delicacies, and the whole chessboard had become a super big bowl.

The chess squares, which were originally simple and heavy, have also become rice with different quantities of rice grains.

There is one in the first square, two in the second, four in the third... It's like the bedtime story that Yang Zheng read when he was a child.

"Haven't you ever thought about saving the chess world? Haven't you ever thought about promoting chess culture? ”

Yang Zheng didn't seem to see the excited chess nerd, and he asked silently.

"Why, haven't you thought about it?" The chess nerd seemed to be told that she was hungry, and after she looked at the corridor outside the door and there were still no students, she slowly and reekantly took out a bag of potato chips that had been opened for a long time from under the chessboard. She enjoyed it, briskly took out a whole slice and put it in her mouth, and clicked, "However, my mother told me to fill my stomach before doing anything." ”

"My mom is very old, and she lived through the days of starvation. So she taught me from a young age. It doesn't matter if I play chess or go to work in the future. First and foremost, you have to fill your stomach. ”

She also said that when Nuwa pinched people, she deliberately pinched her stomach in the middle, in the center of her life. Because people, as long as the stomach can be full, it is interesting for people to live. ”

The chess nerd ate the potato chips very religiously, so devout that she ate all the whole potato chips in the bag, and then went to find the small potato chips to eat, until at last she had eaten all the potato chips that could be clamped, and then tore the empty bag of unknown potato chips. She carefully held her head high again, opened her mouth, and with a shake of her hand, she poured all the remaining potato chip residues into her mouth. If it weren't for Yang Zheng, she would definitely lick the potato chip powder left on her fingers.

She gobbled it up though. But the way she eats doesn't make people feel a little disgusted.

This is probably because of her nails, her nails are different from all the women Yang Zheng has ever seen, the nails of these ten slender fingers are all cut short and neat, and there is no painting on the white nails, colorful nail polish.

She blushed and looked at the potato chips on her fingers, as if she was struggling, as if she was compromised, and finally wiped the potato chips on her fingers clean.

She wiped it with her head held high and her eyes closed, which was more uncomfortable than when she played chess and was generalized.

After all, for her, the essence of potato chips is also the powder on her fingers, and if she can't eat the last essence, this bag of potato chips should lose half of its value.

Yang Zheng looked at her eating potato chips, and remembered that he was also licking his fingers like this a few days ago.

He suddenly felt that what the chess nerd said was actually very reasonable.

People work hard to live, people work hard, isn't it just for a bite to eat?

As soon as the chess nerd put down the bag of potato chips that was empty than her pocket, her face turned red again.

She seemed to have forgotten to give Yang Zheng the potato chips she had just given, and she found a table under the chessboard again.

The black belly of the table is like a treasure bag of a robot cat, and there are countless things racing inside.

Chess games, combs, toilet paper bags, notebooks, chalk... As long as you can think of it, this table has it all.

The chess nerd rummaged for a long time, and finally found a small chocolate ball wrapped in gold leaf, and this little chocolate ball did not know if it had expired.

She pinched the chocolate ball and sniffed it under her nose.

She twitched her little nose and nodded in satisfaction.

It didn't seem to be overdue, she stood up and walked straight to Yang Zheng.

With a snap, the chocolate ball seemed to be worth a thousand gold.

It also seems to be a priceless treasure.

She put the chocolate ball in Yang Zheng's hand.

"It's the first day's salary."

She said with a smile.