The beauty explained as she opened the slap notebook in her hand.

was going to show the registration information to Luo Yang, but when the information was fully displayed, she couldn't help but hesitate.

She looked at Luo Yang's dynamic photo in mid-air, and then looked at Luo Yang with a black face.

"Well, Mr. Luo is quite precocious."

Although he was angry, Luo Yang couldn't go to the two staff members to explain, so he could only quietly write down the account.

Feeling Luo Yang's unfriendly mood, the two beautiful female staff did not speak anymore, but just led him into the door of the VIP lounge.

"Mr. Luo, please come in, there is a special waiter inside, so we won't bother."

Luo Yang looked at the door that had been opened by one of the beauties, and didn't care about anything else, so he could only go in first.

The VIP lounge is no different from the ordinary lounge on the first floor in terms of size. It's just that the interior decoration and facilities are very different.

At least the lounge that was originally non-smoking reached the second floor, and Luo Yang saw three middle-aged people swallowing clouds and fog at a glance.

Luo Yang, who had been holding back all morning, also unceremoniously took out a cigarette and lit one, and a spiritual young man wearing a white shirt and black tie walked over with a glass of champagne very eye-catching.

"Hello sir, champagne for you on the table over here, and the ashtray. Feel free to call me if you need anything. ”

The young man quietly returned to the bar after setting up his things, and said no more.

Luo Yang sighed and began to look at the lounge.

The lounge is divided into three areas, each separated by a hollow wall.

The first area is dedicated to resting, and there are not a lot of space stacked with ten high-end massage loungers. Two or three men with eye patches can be seen lying on massage chairs enjoying themselves.

The second area is the activity room, where there are sofas and coffee tables, where people sit and chat, and where they talk on the phone.

The third area is the game room, which is more attractive to Luo Yang.

The so-called game room is not a VR facility or simulation peripherals like a dedicated video game mall. There are even some facilities that are not video game facilities.

For example, board games, cards, foosball, or spinning darts. The only thing that can be related to video games is the two antiques of the arcade machines.

Although these facilities may seem ancient, they are out of step with the times. But these old games have one thing in common.

They are all competitive games.

A big mall is a big mall, and they know men too well.

It doesn't matter if it's a three-year-old child or a white-haired old man, as long as it's a man, he will have the desire to win.

For a man, it doesn't matter what game he plays, what matters is that the game proves that he is better than others.

Luo Yang took two puffs and dragged his sore legs to the game room, where five or six children were watching the color screen intently.

The two children in the battle were particularly focused, and their shiny and expensive coats were casually discarded on the sofa. Buttons and remote sensing were tossed and crackled.

The others weren't much better, and although they didn't play, their expressions were so solemn that they were more nervous than the main ones.

It doesn't matter if it's a little boy or a little girl, it's clear that they're automatically divided into two factions.

In the end, a group of people who have been educated in advanced etiquette, when a game is over, neither the winner nor the loser will howl.

The face of the loser was gloomy and silent, and the winning one snorted coldly and began to show his little fist. Then the substitution began the next game.

Luo Yang was embarrassed to fit himself into the group, and he looked at the board game.

The battle here is also fierce, these people are about the same age as him, some have solemn expressions, some are confident and smiling, this atmosphere he likes very much, but there is a little.

If only he could understand it.

Someone at the other table asked him if he would participate in the battle group, Luo Yang was very moved, but in the end he had no choice but to refuse.

He began to look around.

The games that middle-aged people like darts, roulette, etc., require certain technical conditions, and they are also not suitable for him.

Looking at it, he could only focus on the two gray-haired old men. These two men are also competing, but the oldest one, playing chess.

Luo Yang still knows the rules of chess, and has a certain foundation, and he doesn't have to go to the battlefield in person in this game, he only needs to randomly choose one side to support, and he can also feel the thrill of fighting on the battlefield.

He came behind the old man in the plaid shirt.

Several middle-aged people had already gathered behind the two old men, so Luo Yang's addition did not attract anyone's attention.

After observing for a while, Luo Yang saw that although he had entered the middle stage, he couldn't see where the advantage was.

Gridlock is often the most gripping, but also the most participatory for onlookers.

After looking at a few more moves, he couldn't figure out the chess path at all, and Luo Yang understood that the rank of these two people was much higher than him.

The old man with glasses opposite the old man in the plaid shirt pushed his glasses up and chuckled: "I've been putting it off for several days about accompanying my wife to go shopping, and today I'm just going out with the idea of sacrificing my life to accompany my wife." But I don't want to meet a rare opponent. Now that I think about it, I should thank her for persecution today. ”

The old man also smiled faintly: "According to what you say, I should also thank my wife?" ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, quite sympathetic.

The eyed old man continued, "You're about to collapse. The hand that saved just now was really exquisite, but the offensive of the whole game was not in that move, and if you had acted three steps in advance, I might not have been able to see the situation clearly. ”

The old man didn't answer, he could calm down, but the brows of several middle-aged people behind him were about to twist into flowers.

Indeed, as the old man with glasses said, the situation has reached this point, and the old man has begun to decline, which is not how many sons he has lost, but the passivity of attacking less and defending more.

The chess field is like a battlefield, and those who have the initiative on the battlefield have a much higher winning rate.

"It's not without chance! After all, it's still far from dead. ”

The old man with glasses was noncommittal after hearing this, and the two continued to fight.

Luo Yang has already begun to simulate this chess game, calculating the possible moves that can theoretically get out of trouble.

He was slightly surprised to find that the moves he had expected were the same as those taken by the old man in the grid.

The old man with glasses is indeed as he said, always maintaining a slight advantage to suppress the old man in checkered.

At this point, the number of pieces is getting fewer and fewer, and the fewer pieces there are, the fewer variables there are.

It has been said that the higher the rank, the sooner they will admit defeat, because they can often see their inability to return many steps ahead.

So when there was still nearly half of the chess pieces left on the chessboard, the old man put the two chess pieces he was playing with on the table.

The old man with glasses wanted to put down the chess pieces in his hand when he saw his movements, but found that the old man with the grid did not throw the chess pieces on the battlefield, but threw them aside, which made him stop again.

"I... Admit defeat. However, I admit defeat because I am unable to break the game, which does not mean that there is no solution to this game. ”

The old man with glasses smiled: "Oh? Does it make a difference?"

"Naturally, there is a difference, I can't do it, it doesn't mean that people outside the field can't either, if someone thinks they can break the game, they can give it a try!"

The old man with glasses nodded: "Okay!" I can wait! ”

Those middle-aged people received the signal, and they no longer had to be bound by the rules of watching chess and not saying anything. Several people who were originally standing behind the old man with glasses also switched to the old man's side.

The one-sided popularity makes the old man with glasses look like a big devil.

Luo Yang originally didn't have much say in this situation, but as if there was a flash of inspiration, he looked at this endgame and suddenly felt a little familiar.

There were people in the crowd who were eager to try, but they didn't dare to get started directly, and some people proposed one or two moves that were quickly refuted by others.

The whole scene began to liven up. The two old men who originally played chess had nothing to do.

"Why don't I give it a try?"

Everyone turned their heads and looked, this was the first to dare to say the end.

The old man with glasses looked at him, Luo Yang was just a young man less than twenty years old in his eyes, although he was a little surprised, he still smiled and stretched out his hand.

"Please!"