Feng Yin lost half of the loss, and he was frank and unwilling, without the slightest twist and unwillingness.

Mizuki on the other side didn't see how happy he was when he won, just staring at the chessboard, thinking about something.

Feng Yin didn't bother, just sat quietly and waited.

Mizuki didn't speak, and the people next to him didn't dare to speak, but they muttered a lot in their hearts.

[What's the situation right now?] 】

[Why do you look happy when you lose, but you don't make any moves when you win?] 】

[I'm a Go player, and I'm ashamed of myself. 】

[Me too, Mr. Heshui has gone down to this extent, I can't imagine it. 】

For a while, winning or losing is not the most important thing.

How many Go players said on the Internet that they were not as good as Feng Yin, and the previous remarks that attacked Feng Yin for borrowing the east wind were instantly shattered.

"Awesome."

Mizuki Sheng chuckled softly as he spoke, and after saying a powerful word, he finally raised his head to look at the wind groan on the other side.

He saw the wind in his eyes and laughed instantly.

"You're - you have a heart."

Feng Yin smiled faintly and arched his hand at Mizuki Sheng.

"You've lifted it, I'll invite you to dinner another day and cook it myself, how about it?"

"Oh? Okay, well, then I'll definitely come, and you can call me when the time comes. ”

"No problem."

The two chatted as if no one was around, but the content of the chat was a little crooked.

What do you like to eat?

Do you like sweet or salty, can you eat spicy, do you like beef or lamb, and eat seafood?

It's all what and what!

But the two protagonists don't have this perception.,Continue to chat.,Everyone is hungry.。

"I'm looking forward to it so much, I'm going to clear my stomach in the next few days, and I'm waiting for your meal."

"No problem, wrap it up on me."

The two of them got up in unison, ready to leave.

"Wait a minute."

Mizuki suddenly stopped and looked at the people in the chess club.

"Everyone disperses, I know what you thought before, and now it's time to disperse, and the people here, including myself, are not as good as the wind."

"Sir!"

Feng Yin wanted to stop it, but Mizuki had already said it.

Shui Musheng looked at the wind that was trying to stop him, waved his hand indifferently and said: "No need, at my age, I can see everything, I don't need these false names, I can see some descendants of Huaxia Go, I'm happy!" I'm so happy! ”

Mizuki's words made the chess club quiet.

They know that the wind is powerful, but is it really as powerful as Mizuki Sheng said?

"Mr. Shui—-you—-"

Mizuki didn't have an uncomfortable expression, and what he said was sincere.

He pointed to the chessboard.

"Banzi, it was Feng Yin who planned to lose to me, I can see it, but I can't crack it."

Speaking of this, Mizuki looked at Feng Yin's mobile phone that was broadcasting live.

"This video is the process of our game, can you give me a copy, I want to study it."

Feng Yin looked at the cute old man in front of him, and said helplessly: "Yes, the copyright of my live broadcast should be sold, and you can see the playback on the Internet at that time." ”

"Okay, I'll have to study it."

Feng Yin obediently stepped forward to support Mizuki Sheng, and the people in the chess club watched around the chessboard.

Deliberately?

Can you arrange for yourself to deliberately lose to Mizuki and give birth to half a son?

"How powerful it has to be to do it."

This sentence is the thought of everyone present.

The aunt who looked down on Feng Yin finally suppressed the thoughts that she shouldn't have in her heart, and her face was bitter.

She spent her money in vain! (End of chapter)