Chapter 782: Father and Son Play Match

Dong Yanxin went out to buy vegetables after eating, and the father and son collapsed on the sofa in almost the same posture, turning on the TV and watching boring Go.

In the past, the king had yawned a lot, but today he was particularly interested, and in the end, he shook his head and said:

"It's not a good thing."

On TV, a 16-year-old boy from a neighboring country, known as a "genius chess player", created his own set of starts, which caused headaches for many veteran chess players who had been immersed in the chessboard for decades.

The old man playing against him was dressed in a simple robe, and his expression did not fluctuate every time.

Hearing Wang Quanquan's comments, Wang Zhong said unceremoniously:

"You kid really dare to open his teeth, one of these two is a new eight-dan Go genius, and the other is a famous chess saint in the dynasty, who usually accompanies the Son of Heaven to play chess, you actually say that their level is not good?"

The king's authority is not salty or light:

"At a young age, playing chess so strictly abiding by the rules, it is not as good as an old man who dares to fight and dare to kill, as for the old man, in the end, he has lived a few more years, and he does have more experience.

But he may have played too much chess with the emperor, and he didn't dare to use all his chess strength, and once he met a real master, he would admit defeat within a hundred moves. ”

"Heh, listen to your analysis, accompany me next?"

"You've got to get some luck, right?"

"If you win, add a thousand per month to your living expenses."

"It's a deal."

The two agreed, Wang Zhong's fart went to get the chessboard, he liked Go when he was young, and he also studied for a period of time, but his qualifications are limited, and he has always been an amateur player, with more than four dan and less than five dan .

The evaluation standard of the dynasty is "using wisdom", which is the capital of Zhongzhong.

Even if it is only average, it is much stronger than ordinary beginners, especially young people with hairless mouths like Wang Quanquan, most of them are impetuous, and they don't even need the means, and they can easily take it.

Wang Zhong brought the chessboard, and the father and son opened a posture on the coffee table......

Ten minutes later, Dang Dad's grinned and said:

"How about son, are you still talking big?"

The chessboard was occupied by sunspots, and Wang Quanquan pinched a white son and said with a smile:

"Sure enough, the ginger is still old and spicy."

One sentence made Wang Zhong very happy, and he patted his son on the shoulder and said:

"Are you still coming?"

"Go on." Wang Quanquan's tone was calm.

……

Another twenty minutes, the gap in the situation is not as obvious as before, but Bai Zi is still at the bottom of the line.

Wang Quanquan's brows were furrowed, and he looked thoughtful.

Wang Zhong crossed Erlang's legs and said proudly:

"Your talent is already calculated, but compared to Dad, it's still a little tender."

Wang Quanquan threw the chess pieces into the box and said angrily:

"Keep losing, no more."

"Don't, it's rare that I have time to guide you, Go cultivates sentiment, isn't it better than you playing games all day long?"

"There are still wins and losses in the game."

Wang Zhong looked up at the clock and said:

"In this way, if you play with me until five o'clock, I will give you a 1,000 yuan increase in living expenses, and if you win, it will be counted separately."

"It's not interesting, don't play."

"I'll let you have a son, and if you win, you'll add an extra two thousand."

Hearing this, Wang Quanquan straightened up and said with a little suspicion:

"It's really five o'clock? No one is allowed to run? ”

"This kid, I wish you were going to follow me for a while, what are you running?"

Wang Zhong did not realize that he had fallen into a trap, and only saw this as an opportunity to repair the relationship between father and son.

The young man nodded reluctantly, "Then it's decided." ”

……

Half an hour later, Wang Zhong couldn't sit still, wiped the sweat from his forehead, squeezed out a stiff smile and said:

"One son is missing, one son is missing."

"Why don't you settle a tie this time?"

"I am willing to gamble and lose, your father can afford to lose this money, come again!"

For another forty minutes, the man was drenched in sweat and his shirt collar was unbuttoned in two.

He couldn't help fanning the wind with his chess game, panting, and he didn't have the usual elegant appearance at all.

"It's weird, the start was quite smooth, why did you end up with that one missing?"

"Why don't you let you have a son later?"

"Ridiculous, how can I be a son when I want my son?"

Wang Zhong put a towel into his clothes to wipe his sweat, not noticing the cunning in Wang Quanquan's smile.

The game continued, and this time in less than twenty minutes, Kuroko was already surrounded by water.

The white chess pieces flipped nimbly in the middle of the king's hand, and he said quietly:

"Dad, if you don't stop here today, I haven't finished my holiday homework yet."

", where did you get your homework in college?"

Wang Zhong looked up at the clock, it was only half past three, he gritted his teeth and said:

"It's not even five o'clock yet."

As a businessman, his desire to win is not ordinarily strong.

"If you keep playing, I'm afraid your salary won't be enough to pay me living expenses."

"You also underestimate your father, do you dare to play big?" Wang Zhong's eyes were already red.

"Oh?"

The king's face was full of interest.

"You have won 6,000 now, I will give another 6,000, and we will decide the winner in one game."

"Lao Wang, I have to persuade you to say this, small gambling pleasure, big gambling hurting the body, and strong gambling is ruined..."

"Do you want to do it?"

"Why don't you make money if you have money?"

Wang Quanquan didn't bother to play this time, and he didn't think about it, and within ten minutes, the chessboard was occupied by the white sons, and the black pieces were locked in a small area, obviously a dead chess piece.

Wang Zhong looked at the chessboard in a daze, and he didn't even feel the sweat dripping.

Wang Quanquan fell on the sofa and sucked the tea:

"Lao Wang, Lao Wang, what are you asking me to say about you, this is a big loss, right?"

Hearing this, Wang Zhong raised his head and looked directly at his son, "You kid deliberately tricked me?" ”

"Ah, that's not a good thing to say, I've tried hard to get you."

“……”

Wang Zhong felt that the young man in front of him was a little strange, and his son was a little clever, but he should never be so black-bellied.

Just thinking about how to end, Dong Yanxin came back from outside with a large bag and a small bag.

Wang Quanquan was very discerning, and took the initiative to catch up and take it.

The woman turned her head and saw the man sitting on the sofa with sweat on all four necks, and wondered:

"Lao Wang, you don't know how to turn on the air conditioner when it's so hot?"

As he spoke, he looked at the thermometer next to the door, twenty-six degrees, not hot.

Wang Quanquan was tinkering with the dishes he had just bought in the kitchen at this time, and said leisurely:

"Sister Yanxin, don't worry, my dad is just an ordinary virtual ...... Hey, I also bought soft-shelled turtles, just to make up for him. ”

Wang Zhong almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and the heart of the murderer was gone.

……

After the meal, the father and son came to the balcony to enjoy the coolness.

Wang Zhong took out a wad of banknotes from his wallet, handed it over, and said:

"Take it."

"I'm kidding you, but I'm serious."

Wang Quanquan pushed the money back, and Wang Zhong naturally put it back in his wallet and asked:

"I'll do an internship next year, do you want to come to my company?"

"To be a leader?"

"If you want to be beautiful, start with the staff."

"Forget it, I'm going to go to my cousin."

Wang Zhong turned his head when he heard this, and stopped talking.

Wang Quanquan's cousin is called Song Hao, a top student of Qingwen University, and the top student in the college entrance examination in Jujiang.

During college, I met my current wife, who had a prominent family and was also related to the royal family.

The cousin's family conditions are average, and the other party's family is unwilling to wronged his daughter, so in the end he can only become a son-in-law.

Although Song Hao has a beautiful appearance, he is usually angry at home, and these kings have seen it with his own eyes, so he doesn't want his son to cause trouble to the other party.

…… (End of chapter)