"Fork."

"Lao Tzu's surname is Liu!"

"I'm sorry, the surname is Liu. You should have a spare change of clothes here, find a few, I want to change the wet clothes on my body......"

"The surname Qin, there are no men's clothes, and there are a lot of women's clothes! There are five or six sets that are suitable for this season, so let's go to the bedroom inside and change your clothes. ”

"What do you mean? One single, and so many women's clothes, this year is the first day of the Lunar New Year, and finally don't lie......"

"What a new year's day, I almost fed the crocodiles! I have been under great pressure for a year, and I often ...... women's clothing"

Qin Jian shuddered when he heard this: "Anyone who likes women's clothing, none of them are sane. ”

Flower fork walked out of the bedroom wearing a gray skirt and a small red padded jacket.

This Xiaoxiao Yiyuan is located on a hill, and Qin Jian, who has changed into women's clothes, is still shivering from the cold.

"Qin Jian, why don't we play two games according to the normal rules?"

Qin Jian wanted to refuse, but in turn he thought: This flower fork is a complete Go maniac, but there is still salvation, and there are signs of returning to normal.

"Okay, let's play three games."

"Thank you, little brother, please advise."

Huasha didn't guess with Qin Jian, and took the initiative to pick up a sunspot and slap it on the chessboard. Don't guess first, there is a sign of weakness and respect.

The game was played fast.

Judging from the state of the game between the two people, it doesn't look like they just picked up a life from the waterhole and crawled out.

In the first two games of chess, Qin Jian first took white, and then exchanged to take black horses, both of which locked the victory with a huge advantage of more than ten meshes.

After two games of chess, I have a bottom in my heart about the fork: the stakes of this fork in the middle game, the local complex kill, the calculation is very accurate and fast, and it is indeed not to be underestimated. But his layout and prologue are much weaker than his mid-game strength.

In terms of computing power alone, his computing power is as unique as that of Ishida Fu of Yingguo. Yingguo's nine-dan chess player, Ishidafu, is the leader in computing power and is known as an "electronic computer".

If you put some effort into the layout and prologue, you can make up for your shortcomings. This will be a god-like figure in the amateur chess world.

To a certain extent, the layout and prelude of a game of chess are preparations for future battles and preset foreshadowing.

The disadvantages in the layout and prologue made his local battles in the middle game seem far-fetched, and he did not play to his own level.

The reason why he has repeatedly succeeded in the mid-game. In addition to his super computing power, he also has a very good understanding of Go. The sense of smell in the game is extremely keen, and whenever the opportunity arises, the fighter is usually not missed.

In the third game, the cross was still the first move with black.

After the first two games of chess, Qin Jian made the fork's routine clear and clear.

As the chess proverb goes, move accordingly.

When Qin Jian attacked, he must have brought the previous preparations and preset positions, which provided very organic combat conditions for the current operation.

In the last third game, Qin Jian firmly suppressed the mid-game attack of the fork, and the chess game was one-sided, the white chess was like a bamboo, and the black chess was defeated. Black was weak, embarrassed, and conceded defeat in the middle game.

"Hahaha...... The arrogant and conceited flower fork also has today? Someone made me pee my pants. And this lad I like...... No one can fight with me! ”

Qin Jian's gaze left the chessboard and saw a middle-aged woman in her forties or fifties standing aside: Yunnan has infinite scenery here, but why are all the chess fans here so second? ”

"What's your name, young man?"

"My name is Gu Debai."

"It's so unfriendly, think I'm illiterate? Good bye…… But I think you're pretty clever. I like you even more! ”

Qin Jian said his name in English,

This chubby woman actually saw through it. She was on his side now, and it was too much for him to bear.

"Young man, I really like you. Not very old, very promising. From the beginning to the end, this third game of chess is played without leakage, and it is interlocking. No wonder this fork is so embarrassed. Hahahaha...... One thing descends one thing. ”

Qin Jian was not happy when he heard this compliment, his first feeling was rebellion, and the second feeling was very rebellious:

"Got a crush on me? I'm not even 18 years old, and I'm still a little fresh meat. Auntie, you're not mistaken. ”

Qin Jing called an aunt one by one, which was clearly prompting this chirping middle-aged woman: You like me? But our two radishes and ginseng are not a couple, it's just a fantasy.

The old man who eats tender grass is the male version, and the female version has never heard of it.

He glanced at her again: this middle-aged woman spoke very casually, but she was a very shrewd woman.

"Auntie, I have a crush on you...... Don't think otherwise. I mean, seeing that you are good and have a great future, I want to take you as my godson, how about it? ”

"Thank you Auntie for your kindness."

Qin Jian's face flushed when he said this, and he misunderstood this aunt:

"But I have a brain disease, and it's still congenital. You can hear it, I sometimes talk ...... Stutter. ”

"That's a plus! As the saying goes: leave three points to your mouth. Aunt believes that at this point, you are the best person in the world. And talking like I was like a cannon...... It's really not good to be outspoken. ”

The problem of stuttering turned out to be a plus?

"And Auntie, in addition to stuttering, I have a disability in one leg. As a cripple, how is it qualified to be your godson? You take a cripple as a godson, and others don't say that you have no eyes. ”

"Lame? Not bad either. Compared with the average person with good legs, the lame person walks more rhythmically and chicly.

The rhythm of walking is like this: one, two, one, one, two, one...... The rhythm is simple and bland. But the rhythm of the lame man walking is different: one, two, one, one, two, one...... Then one, two-one, one, two-one...... I believe that if you write the same song with different rhythms, I'm sure that the later rhythm is much stronger than the first one! It's really a transcendence, a kind of crushing. ”

Qin Jian turned around and asked Wang Hannian: "Why is this aunt a musician?" ”

"Businessman."

Qin Jian felt that if he continued to entangle with the woman in front of him, he would become mentally ill.

Prepare to run.

But he thought about it: the clothes he was wearing now were all worn by women. The perverted man of the flower fork often wears women's clothes, but there are no men's clothes.

There is no way but to wait. Wait for the clothes to dry in front of Yiyuan as soon as possible.

Wearing a woman's clothes to the city? Don't send away those grandfathers and grandmothers who have heart disease...... To the west?