It turned out that Mr. Xu was playing Go with his grandfather. Among them, there were two or three young people watching the game.
The two of them were fully focused and almost selfless.
She stepped over gently, and neither of them seemed to notice. She stood aside and watched the battle situation.[
Mr. Xu took the black man and the old man held the white man.
However, after a few glances, she also saw the situation clearly.
The middle-market fight is about to end.
On the surface, the black and white chess drums are quite similar.
However, Chen Su'er saw that Heizi was slightly at a disadvantage.
The old man's move is quite steady and calm. If he does not make mistakes, it will be difficult for black chess to save the situation.
Unless you find a way out...
Chess is alive, not dead.
There is no game of chess in the world that is the same.
After more than twenty years of the day, Mr. Xu shook his head and sighed, "I just thought, why did you call me suddenly? I was flattered at that time and was so happy that I couldn't sleep for two nights. It turned out that you were Use me to test the knife. Haha! Lost-"
The old man smiled gently, "It's not the end yet, have you given up so quickly?"
"Will you make a mistake? Or deliberately letting water?"
"Won't."
"No, let's have another set. I lost this set! It's the end, it's in a bad situation. Besides, the end is your strength. Do I have a chance to win?" Mr. Xu smiled and gave in and gave up. After so long, I really won.
The old man didn't force himself and said, "Okay!"
Just when the two wanted to have another game.
There was a soft voice, "Black Chess hasn't lost yet."
The two of them were stunned, including the young people watching the game next to them, and gave up a place to Chen Su'er.
Everyone looked at her curiously, and her eyes were contemplating, staring at the endgame on the chessboard.[