Live Jianbao: Baoyou, you are very wrong

Chapter 266 What Do You Want?I can't afford to be so big

Seeing this scene, people around persuaded Ning Fan not to agree.

"Young man, it seems that you are not a person who plays chess all the time. You can't grasp this kind of wild chess stall."

"Yes, it's 21 hands. If you lose, you will be paid 50 yuan, but you will definitely not be able to win even if you play."

"I've been here too, young man, listen to Uncle's persuasion, don't get involved in this kind of thing."

"It's not easy to earn some money at your age, don't be cheated."

"Last week, in the park next door, a young man lost more than 1000 yuan playing chess, and his living expenses for half a month were gone."

"you……"

Many people have already passed by in the park, and seeing Ning Fan's hesitation, they kindly reminded him.

The young man at the chess stand raised his head and became angry when he heard the words.

"What did you say?"

"Whoever cheats money!"

"It's 20 yuan a piece. I will pay if I lose. There is no inevitable loss in the end game, and I will lose if I draw. There is no reason to lie, right?"

"This……"

Everyone was pushed and wanted to say something, but they couldn't say it.

There is nothing wrong with what he said.

The so-called endgame is something that chess players of all dynasties have studied for many years. Basically, there is no fatal game, but the opening game seems to be dominated by red chess, but usually there is basically only one routine to go before breaking the game.

If you don't follow the routine and don't take ten steps, you will definitely die.

This is also the charm of chess endgames. Although it is not comparable to the Zhenlong chess game of Go, for chess players, the excitement of breaking the endgame is no less than winning the first prize.

The game of chess and chess has existed since ancient times, and there are still many additions. Compared with the additions in history, these tens of dollars are really nothing.

Looking at it this way, as long as the young people's endgame is in line with the chess record, there is no problem at all.

"What about gambling on the street, doesn't that count?"

Someone in the live broadcast room asked.

But there is no need for special supervision to explain it, and Baoyou helped him popularize it.

"There are many explanations for this. It makes sense to pay a tea fee for playing chess. If you win, you will be rewarded."

"This kind of roadside stall doesn't have much wins or losses, and it doesn't gather crowds. It's the same as playing balloons and rings in temple fairs. There is no way to fight for a probability."

"I see."

In the live broadcast room, Baoyou sighed with emotion and was speechless.

"Okay, play two games."

Everyone didn't pay attention, Ning Fan had already sat down and touched the chess pieces.

The endgame presented by the stall owner was clearly seen just now. It was Xiao Zhengdong, the famous Xia Guo chess endgame, also known as cross-sea Zhengdong, and it was one of the eight major endgames in Jianghu.

In this endgame, it seems that the red chess has the upper hand, but there are many traps.

The conditions for Hongxianhong to win are a bit harsh. Ordinary people can't last five rounds, and players who have never played chess can't survive ten rounds.

It's just that Ning Fan has all the chess records in his mind, so he doesn't worry at all.

The only trouble is that this chess is not an ordinary win or loss.

It is not difficult to win chess, but it takes a little effort to get that pair of chess pieces.

Ning Fan casually sent the car on the side road to Duizi.

A smile appeared on the young man's face. He was too familiar with this kind of play, and within five rounds, he would definitely win.

On the side, seeing that persuasion was hopeless, other people gathered around to watch chess.

Seeing how the two of them were walking, just as he was about to speak, the young man's eyes widened.

"Watching chess without saying a word is a true gentleman."

"When fighting chess, whoever loses will get paid. If you don't pay, don't talk!"

One word choked everyone.

However, there are chess baskets in the live broadcast room to give Ning Fan some advice.

"Master Ning, you can't go like this, you still have five steps to lose!"

"No, two steps."

Wang Duoyu has dabbled in both piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and his level is average, but it is enough to see the problems in this place.

Sure enough, when Wang Duoyu's bullet screen drifted past, Ning Fan had already surrendered.

transfer.

"One more time."

Ning Fan transferred another 20 yuan smoothly.

"Okay, you go first."

The stall owner remained calm and quickly placed the chess pieces.

Everyone sighed.

"Young man, don't leave, you have already run out of food money for a day."

"That's right, money doesn't come from strong winds. There's no need for you to do this."

In the live broadcast room, barrages also advised Ning Fan not to go up.

"Master Ning, Jianbao, you are a professional, but playing chess is different. You can't win the endgame if you know the rules."

"Master Ning, think twice!"

"If you have time, why don't you go and look at other things. Xijing is known as the city of antiques. You don't have to struggle with a chess stand!"

Barrages flew by one after another, but Ning Fan ignored it and continued to pick up the car and exchange the money.

This time the young people at the chess stand still had the same smile, calm and unhurried, as if everything was under control.

In less than ten steps, Ning Fan continued to transfer money.

"Come again!"

The audience inside and outside the live broadcast room are numb, and they repeat it again and again.

How could Master Ning be able to get on top of this thing?

Although this one lasted two more steps than the first one, but chess is a thing, if you don't know it, you can't. One more step and one less step is just a matter of cutting the flesh with a knife, and the speed of death.

But Ning Fan ignored the barrage and the persuasion of people around him.

"continue."

"Transfer 20 yuan!"

"Transfer 40 yuan!"

"Transfer one hundred yuan!"

……

After a while, Ning Fan transferred more and more money, and lost more and more times.

It's just that the number of rounds of playing chess is getting longer and longer.

The young man's expression softened a bit.

terrible!
He had never seen such a terrifying opponent, who could improve so quickly in actual combat.

Although in such ten minutes, he has already lost four or five hundred yuan to himself.

But he has a feeling that if he continues like this, as long as there are hundreds of games, the person opposite him will play a draw.

But thinking of this, he let out another breath.

Hundreds of discs, it's still early.

At that time, I will just use the excuse that the weather is late and fight another day.

At that time, if you earn enough money, you won't come back at all!
Thinking of this, the young man pushed the chess pieces to the bottom of Ning Fan's board.

"Killing."

"Transfer 10 yuan."

A system prompt came out, and everyone froze in place.

The treasure friends in the live broadcast room also became dazed.

"Did you hear something just now?"

"It seems... yes, 10 yuan, right?"

"That's right!"

"Young man, are you crazy! With so much money, how much is your monthly salary!"

"Hey, this seems to be the first time Master Ning has transferred so much money to someone?"

"It's up! It's up!"

The audience in the live broadcast room and the uncles watching on the side all persuaded him.

Ning Fan still ignored them and looked up at the young man.

"How about a big plate?"

The young man wanted to agree directly, but when he saw the amount, he loosened and then tightened the hand holding the green cloth bag, repeated several times, and spoke in a deep voice.

"You can play chess, what do you want?"

"It's so big, I can't afford it."

(End of this chapter)