Qin Monong, who walked in quietly for no one knows when, or how long he had been standing behind Chen Liuhe, was staring at the chess game with a pair of extremely beautiful eyes.

She was simply too shocked. As an amateur chess player with sixth-level strength, she could naturally understand the murderous intent and cruelty on the chessboard.

She knew that the old principal's chess skills were very high, close to professional level, but she never expected that Chen Liuhe, a seemingly useless guy, could actually have such a high level of chess skills.

"Principal, why don't you play? The outcome of this game of chess is unknown. You have every chance of winning." Hu Benxuan couldn't help but ask.

Qin Monong also nodded in agreement. There was only one and a half seconds left in the chess game, and he had a chance to make a comeback.

Lin Qiuyue sighed: "The overall situation has been decided, what else is there to do? We can't win."

Seeing the confused looks of the two people, Lin Qiuyue stretched out a finger on the chessboard and explained: "If I place the stone here, I can indeed eat the two eyes of the white stone, but as long as the white stone falls here, I can complete the dragon slaying.

Eat my whole dragon."

"If I drop the piece here, I can keep the dragon's head, but if the white piece falls here, it can cut off my entire long dragon." Lin Qiuyue said: "So no matter how I play, I am already seriously ill.

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After this explanation, the two finally understood the murderous intentions and mysteries hidden in the chessboard, and they were astonished.

The person involved, Chen Liuhe, didn't care at all, and said lazily: "Old man, I haven't seen you for more than a year, and your chess skills have improved a lot. Now you dare to fight me head-on, and you still want to kill my dragon. If

If you play steadily and steadily according to your style from the beginning, maybe you can really give it a try."

"Don't you kid do this, you still want to pour ecstasy soup on me? I won't be fooled." Lin Qiuyue laughed and cursed. Although he lost the chess game, his face was red, his eyes were hale and hearty, and he was obviously very happy.

"I'm willing to accept defeat and bring it quickly." Chen Liuhe stretched out his palm.

Lin Qiuyue reluctantly threw a pack of special cigarettes over. He never smoked, but there were no shortage of cigarettes in his office because he knew very well that this guy would definitely come.

Chen Liuhe is not his grandson, but he values ​​Chen Liuhe more than his grandson!

"Are you coming yet?" Chen Liuhe asked with a smile.

Lin Qiuyue waved her hand: "Playing chess with you is too nerve-wracking. I can't keep up as I get older."

"Qi, come on, I don't know you yet? It's just that you can't bear to part with these two packs of cigarettes." Chen Liuhe said scornfully. It would not make people think that he was young or old, but would only make people think that he and Lin Qiuyue were very close.

He also has no awareness at all of facing provincial and ministerial level officials!

"I can't beat you at Go. Do you dare to play two games of chess with me? I promise to kill you until you lose your armor." Lin Qiuyue said unwillingly.

"It's great to have free cigarettes on special supply," Chen Liuhe said.

"Ben Xuan, take out the chessboard. I'm going to teach this kid a lesson today." Lin Qiuyue said: "Mo Nong, it's been a long time since I tasted the tea you brewed yourself. Do you want me, an old man, to moisten your throat today?"

The two immediately got busy, one setting up the chessboard and the other making tea.

Qin Mo Nong's method of brewing tea is very professional. His long and perfect fingers are like carefully carved works of art, flawless. Every movement of making soup, washing tea, handling and placing the tea is very delicate.

Watching her make tea is indeed a pleasing experience.

But these are not enough to bring about the attraction on the chessboard.

At the Chu-Han River boundary, the chess game began. Chen Liuhe followed his usual style. From the beginning, he was full of murderous intent and aggressive, giving people an extremely fierce feeling.

Lin Qiuyue's style is old-fashioned, calm, wise and calm, forming a sharp contrast between the two.

Driven by Chen Liuhe's chess style, the entire chess game was filled with the bloody smell of killing. It was a fight from the beginning to the end, and there were not many opportunities to organize troops.

In the first five minutes, Lin Qiuyue could remain motionless, but then she was shattered to pieces by Chen Liuhe's powerful attack.

The chess game lasted for almost half an hour, and Chen Liuhe finally won the game tragically.

Not only was Lin Qiuyue not angry, but she laughed, laughing with great comfort and joy: "Okay, okay, more than a year of slander, grief, desolation, torture, and precipitation have not worn away your

Sharpness, you are still as sharp as a magic weapon, but you have also added a touch of calmness to the murderous aura in the sky, I am very happy!"

"The style of chess is like the style of people, Chen Liuhe deserves to be called Chen Liuhe!" Lin Qiuyue said happily.

"I only used 70% or 80% of my chess strength. Do you need to feel as happy as if you have found a treasure?" Chen Liuhe asked with a smile, his face was still cynical, but his tone added a touch of softness.

Lin Qiuyue patted her thigh lightly and smiled with wrinkles on her face: "Yes, you Chen Liuhe have always been secretive. Even us old and immortal guys can't figure you out. How many people can see clearly?"

you?"

This simple sentence, this evaluation, was so high that it made people gasp, and even made Qin Monong, who was pouring tea, almost stop holding the antique teapot in his hand, and looked at Chen Liuhe in inexplicable horror.

Chen Liuhe did not answer, but just said: "You have lost two games, are you comfortable?"

"I feel comfortable, both physically and mentally." Lin Qiuyue smiled broadly.

Hu Benxuan went out to do other things, and there were only three people left in the office: an old man, two young men.

Sitting on the sofa, sipping the tea carefully brewed by Qin Mo Nong. The tea is good tea, the specially supplied Longjing tea, and the craftsmanship of the tea maker is beyond praise.

Take a sip, and the fragrance is mellow and lingers for a long time. It flows between the lips and teeth, enters the throat with a clear and warm flow, and enters the spleen with vitality.

"The tea is good tea and the craftsmanship is excellent." Chen Liuhe gave Qin Mo Nong a rare compliment, but Qin Mo Nong got a disapproving expression in return, as if he was saying silently that he didn't need your praise at all.

"Xiao Liuzi, your heart is really like that of the old chief. You are just as hard and stubborn. How long have you been coming to Hangzhou? You can bear not to come even once." Lin Qiuyue put down her tea cup.

Chen Liuhe smiled and said: "You are wrong. I am not as good as grandpa. If he were in my situation, he would not be able to step foot here, but here I am."

"Yes, you are thicker-skinned than the old chief, and you are less principled than him, but this is a good thing. The old chief has suffered a lot in his life because of his stubborn temper." Lin Qiuyue sighed: "Otherwise, his death will definitely affect the whole country.

My condolences.”

"He didn't go away in a cowardly manner, he was quite beautiful. Except for my unfilial piety, which left him with a trace of regret, everything else was pretty good. His awe-inspiring righteousness, even if buried in the loess, would make Xiao Xiao feel scared." Chen Liuhe said lowly.

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Chapter completed!