"Wait a minute!" Han Heng said suddenly.
Jiang Fuyue: "?"
"Hey... Let me take a picture." As he spoke, he took out his phone and clicked into the room.
Back in the living room, Han Qishan was still sitting in his original seat, his expression changed from anxious to calm.
Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows: "Have you thought about the next step?"
"Hey, think about it."
She sat down, glanced over the chessboard, and suddenly paused.
The old man has already made a move, "I'll go here! Then I'll eat your piece."
Jiang Fuyue raised her eyes.
"Cough! Why are you looking at me like that?"
"It's okay." Jiang Fuyue looked away and asked him, "Are you sure about this step?"
"Sure."
"Okay." Jiang Fuyue nodded, "Then I'll go here."
Han Qishan was dumbfounded.
The girl smiled and hooked her lips: "I won."
"No, no! I went wrong! I didn't want to go here! Pick it up and download it again..."
Jiang Fuyue didn't stop her either, and watched with a good temper as he picked up the sunspot that was originally settled and put it in another place.
He was still muttering: "Yes, this step should be taken, I just misread... Well, that's right, that's it!"
As he spoke, he nodded his head twice to express his affirmation.
Jiang Fuyue: "You read it right this time, right?"
"No no."
"Are you sure you won't go back on your word?"
"No no no."
"No dizziness and shaking hands?"
"It doesn't exist at all! It's awake!"
"Okay," Jiang Fuyue nodded, picked up the chess piece just now, changed the place and landed, with the corners of her mouth raised, "What should I do? I still won."
Han Qishan: "!"
Not far away, Han Shen silently turned his head away, really, he didn't see it.
Han Ke covered his face with his laptop, and said silently in his heart: This is not my real father, isn't it...
Han Heng was the most reckless. He rushed over and started yelling: "Oh! Dad, you are lying! Bullying Yueyue!"
Han Qishan: "..." This is no longer a question of whether the watermelon rind is in the west, this is a "melon rind"!
"Grandpa," Jiang Fuyue said leisurely at this moment, "Are you still here?"
"I won't come!" If you come again, you will lose.
He didn't win today, woo woo...
"I'm going to sleep!" After finishing speaking, he went upstairs angrily.
Han Heng quietly said to Jiang Fuyue: "Don't believe it, he must have gone to the study to look up his chess records at the bottom of the box."
"… oh."
Han Shen came over and said to Jiang Fuyue: "Don't mind, the older you are, the younger you get. It's been a long time since no one has played chess with him like this. Even if he loses, he must be happy in his heart."
"Well," Jiang Fuyue nodded, stretched out her hand and adjusted the position of the three white chess pieces, which happened to be the three that the old man had replaced, "I understand."
Han Shen looked down and was dumbfounded.
When the old man was changing chess, he was sitting on the sofa, and he saw it out of the corner of his eye, but he didn't say anything.
Things like grabbing bags on the spot, ahem... I still have to save some face for the old man.
After Jiang Fuyue came back, she didn't say anything, Han Shen thought she didn't know, but...
At this moment, Jing Mimi peeked at the old man lying on the railing on the second floor: "?"
So the clown is me
He is ashamed to face others, he wants to find out all the chess records, and must regain his glory!
downstairs.
Han Shen raised his eyebrows and said, "How about playing with Uncle?"
Jiang Fuyue raised her eyes: "Okay."
The two sat down facing each other, and Han Ke immediately put down the computer and surrounded him.
The eldest brother's chess skills are brought out by "national players", so he won't end easily, and he has never seen him so proactively extend an invitation.
Now there is a good show to watch!
Han Heng had no interest in this thing, so he sat down on the sofa, took out his mobile phone, and began to use Meitu software to edit the photo just now.
After repairing, he took the far and near, looked left and right, and then nodded with satisfaction.
Open Weibo, upload it, and write:
If I have a daughter, I will definitely give her a room like this [heart]
Han Heng, as the youngest actor with three gold medals in China, has also won seven international film awards. He is a rare film and television star in the industry who has both works and traffic.
Although she is over forty years old and is about to turn five, she is still the dream lover in the eyes of countless young girls, women and old ladies.
The number of Weibo fans exceeded 100 million as early as ten years ago.
The power of this dynamic can be imagined.
[First floor! first floor! I've been snatching since elementary school, and now I'm a mom of two, and I finally got it! This life has no regrets series.]
[Occupy the building first, then read the content... ]
[Shock! Brother, when did you have a daughter? !]
[Look at the window glass and ceiling design, isn't this my own home? So why is there such a room in my brother's house?]
[Hot search booking: Han Heng Pink Room]
[I think it should be: Han Heng is suspected of giving birth to a girl]
[So we saw in the trailer on Wednesday that it was said that the popular movie star would have a hidden marriage and have a child, did you mean my brother?]
[It's good to have a daughter, brother has such a good gene that there is no next generation to waste.]
[Support upstairs, I am my brother's marriage reminder + childbirth fan, are you finally going to realize your dream? Boom!]
[It should be over long ago, I don’t even look at how old I am]
[ah! In the future, on Valentine’s Day and Qixi Festival, I finally don’t have to listen to my brother’s lonely widow on Weibo]
[Thinking of Kangkang Xiaogong to raise the front.]
[I want to know who is the daughter who can give birth to monkeys for my brother. I swear, I am not jealous, I only envy]
[Sister-in-law has worked hard, thank you for ending my brother's more than 40 years of single mother career]
…
Online gossip continues to ferment and spread at an astonishing speed.
In less than fifteen minutes, it climbed to the hot search.
At that time, Han Heng had already put away his mobile phone, and leaned over to the chessboard, uh... not to watch the chess game, but to admire his elder brother scratching his head from a close distance.
"Second brother, do you think the eldest brother is pretending, or is it real?"
Yueyue went home for the first time, Han Shen showed mercy, and it was not impossible to let her on purpose.
Han Ke glanced at the boss's dignified side face, and caught a glimpse of his tightly wrinkled brows: "Ninety-nine percent, true."
"Hiss - no way? Can Yueyue really beat the boss?"
"I think it's... a sure thing."
Han Heng was speechless.
Sure enough, after twenty minutes, Han Shen abandoned his son: "I lost."
Jiang Fuyue smiled: "Uncle's chess moves... are very special."
Han Shen smiled wryly: "You mean to say I'm conservative?"
"Everyone has their own style of playing chess, just like I like to use the sword to go sideways, but you are going to win steadily."
After listening to Han Shen, he actually felt that he had been comforted.
He had a sudden thought: "Do you think there is still a chance for White to turn defeat into victory?"
Jiang Fuyue swept across the chessboard, nodded: "Yes."
Han Shen was surprised, the white chess had been played by himself as a dead end, and there was no possibility of escape: "Then... shall we continue the exchange?"
Jiang Fuyue also became interested: "Okay."
She likes a challenge.
Especially against strong players.
The two changed seats, Jiang Fuyue took the white and Han Shen took the black. of
Han Ke glanced at his little niece with great interest.
The appearance is very similar to the former Xiaoru, but this temperament is... completely different.
Han Heng couldn't help reminding Jiang Fuyue: "This white chess is about to be played to death by the elder brother, what are you doing with this mess?"
Jiang Fuyue: "Just play."
Han Heng curled his lips, what's so funny about losing a game...
"Uncle, I've lost my son."
"good."
In the next second, Han Shen gasped—
"Are you sure?!" This is completely a dead move! It's pointless!
"En." Jiang Fuyue nodded, "It's your turn."
Han Shen was at a loss, and simply stopped thinking about it, and made a move according to his own ideas.
The black chess, which was already in a good position, became more and more unstoppable, directly encircling a piece of white chess.
Han Shen reminded: "Yueyue, you are going to lose."
"Really?" Jiang Fuyue pursed her lips, "Not necessarily."
After speaking, Bai Zi settled down.
Han Shen was taken aback for a moment, then his complexion changed drastically, and finally he was only surprised and admired by the little niece in front of him.
"It turned out to be tail-docking for survival!"
Although Bai Zi lost his troops and lost his generals, he also fought a bloody way in the outflanking, not to mention turning defeat into victory, but at least turning the danger into safety.
Jiang Fuyue: "Continue."
Han Shen: "...OK."
half an hour later.
Han Shen: "I lost."
This is a complete loss.
Han Ke smacked his lips, once again refreshing his understanding of Jiang Fuyue.
Han Heng smiled gloatingly, "Brother, you have a bit of a back today~"
Han Shen shook his head: "It's not memorizing, it's because the skills are inferior to others."
So, bow down.
"Yueyue, who did you learn chess from?" It was the first time he had seen this sharp attacking style, and it was not similar to the well-known masters in China.
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Second watch, three thousand words.
It's twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.
Note: "Guapi" means "fool" in Chongqing dialect.