Let you deliver food, you become the savior?

Chapter 15 God damn mustard!
After she said.

All eyes fell on Jiang Jingqun.

The latter is like being roasted on the fire.

The face is hot!

It was as if being slapped by an invisible slap!

"It means...means that Wang Yang's Go level has surpassed that from the Song Dynasty..."

With so many eyes on him, he couldn't go on.

Every time I want to step on Wang Yang tonight, I will be slapped in the face by the facts.

Now even Su Yinran came to assist!

If he admits it, wouldn't he be pushing the delivery man to the altar with his own hands?
Then...

Let's pee.

Clamp your legs.

"I'm going to the toilet." Jiang Jingqun rushed out of the living room with a face full of urgency.

"Cut...that's it."

Xue Shanshan looked contemptuous, "It's nothing."

And Professor Xue picked up his phone as if he remembered something.

Start calling one by one.

"Niecun Ninth Stage, do you know? Liu Zhongfu's millennium situation, yes, it's broken!"

"Chen Jie Jiuduan, I received a big gift tonight..."

"Hu Fengming Ninth Stage, the picture of Yuxian that made you depressed for five years, let me be your grandson-in-law..."

"..."

Professor Xue shared with excitement.

No one is below the nine-duan title!
Break this mess.

Just like a milestone in the world of Go
Many guests are listening quietly.

The young figure delivering food.

In their eyes, become extremely tall! ! !
Soon, the old man put down his phone with a rough breath.

Many guests followed suit and praised Wang Yang spare no effort.

"It's said that the takeaway guy is hiding a dragon and a crouching tiger. I didn't believe it, but I've learned a lot today."

"It's too simple, it's outrageous."

"Even a chess master is surpassed! Why doesn't he become a professional chess player? It's very profitable."

"I feel that a master is lonely, and the chess world is meaningless to Wang Yang."

It can be seen that the food delivery person will become a big celebrity who is valued by Mr. Xue!
"Little Wang, no, Wang Xiaoqi Sheng."

Old Professor Xue held Wang Yang's hand firmly, and respectfully looked at Wang Yang, "I want to play a game with you."

Pay attention to the title.

you!
Honorable title!

Everyone's eyelids trembled.

Good at chess, and this kind of treatment?
Wouldn't that mean that in the future, if you feel a little uncomfortable in your body, you can let this master of Chinese medicine be on call!
No, I have to learn to play chess when I go back!
All of them were heartbroken.

Even Su Yinran was confused...

"can."

Liu Zhongfu calculated the time, half an hour was already over half.

And the endgame is broken.

He was quite emotional, he never thought that after more than 1000 years of his death, there are still descendants who admire him so much.

Big men from all walks of life took the initiative to get up, stood in the aisle, and left the main table to the two players.

Old Professor Xue sat down.

"You go first, and let you six sons."

Wang Yang's tone fell into both ears, like an adult competing with a child.

"Six sons?"

Old Professor Xue was taken aback, what is the concept of letting the six sons?
The start is directly super headwind!
Will it be a little too big?

But seeing Wang Yang's natural chess master temperament.

Old Professor Xue nodded, thinking hard and placed the six most favorable positions on the Yuci chessboard.

Subsequently.

His sunspots only need to fall.

The white piece in Wang Yang's hand fell in seconds.

Don't think at all!
Soon.

Xue Baohe was dumbfounded in shock, "Is it evenly matched? This is turning decay into magic!"

Many guests looked at each other in blank dismay.

After a while.

Old Professor Xue was ecstatic, the opponent's chess style.

It's Liu Zhongfu's style!

But the feeling of playing chess with it is like being stuck with super glue.

Not fatal.

But can't get rid of it!

It's like continuing to bleed...

Every move is calculated by the opponent.

But there is always a hopeful way out.

The Yuci chessboard is almost full.

Finally, Professor Xue fell into a desperate situation with nowhere to go.

Although he lost, he had a sense of clarity.

Standing up, he bowed deeply to Wang Yang from the bottom of his heart, "Sage Wang Xiaoqi, please be respected by this old man."

Liu Zhongfu nodded detachedly, "Get up."

Many guests frowned.

I beg you, old man, you are not humble at all, and you still nod in style?

A corner that no one cares about.

Jiang Jingqun touched it back at some point.

Looking at that scene.

Think this is an opportunity.

He roared angrily: "Wang Yang, what are you doing? How dare a delivery man make Mr. Xue worship you at the birthday banquet?"

"What's it called, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand!"

Xue Baohe immediately reprimanded mercilessly, "Wang Yang is qualified to bear this worship."

Jiang Jingqun's face froze.

Many guests looked at Xue's parents suspiciously.

Is this really your son?
He said again: "I can understand the old man's feelings too well, this is not an ordinary game, Wang Yang is playing a guiding chess!"

"Guide chess?"

"what is that?"

They all have expressions that don't understand but feel very powerful.

"For example, have you read martial arts novels?"

Xue Baohe looked around the audience in admiration, "Wang Yang is like a peerless master, pointing out my father who is stuck in the bottleneck of martial arts, let him break through himself in a game of chess, just like a mentor!"

The voice fell, and the hall was in an uproar.

this moment.

It's time for Liu Zhongfu's upper body.

Wang Yang's consciousness regained control of his body.

first reaction.

Just hungry!
Even though Chen Hongfei was hungry, he didn't eat that afternoon, so he didn't think much about it.

But this time, he just killed a bunch of delicacies in front of his upper body!

As soon as Liu Zhongfu, who was at the millennium level, left.

Could it be that the more the dead soul of the nail household, the greater the consumption of physical strength on the upper body?
His eyes were dizzy from hunger!
But the dishes on the main table were removed during the chess game.

Without thinking about anything, Wang Yang stretched out his hand and took out the bag of pickled mustard.

We don't care too much, let's just pad it out!

Click click.

It feels better.

When Wang Yang came back to his senses.

That's when they discovered Old Professor Xue, Su Yinran and Xue Shanshan.

Even all the guests were looking at him strangely.

The posture of gobbling and gnawing at the mustard.

The image of the transcendent chess master was thus destroyed.

Let him do the whole thing! ! !

"Um……"

Wang Yang pondered for a moment, then made up nonsense, "I have a habit of playing chess with pickled mustard, which gives a great sense of chess."

Actually.

I'm so embarrassed!

"Really? Does it help your sense of chess?"

Old Professor Xue believed it was true, and swallowed, "Sage Wang Xiaoqi, do you still have pickled mustard? Can you let me feel it?"

"some."

Wang Yang took out another pack of mustard.

If the other party, the protagonist of the birthday banquet, also eats.

Then the embarrassment is not yourself, but someone else!
Old Professor Xue took it and tore it open.

click...

Click click!

Eat more.

His eyes became brighter, "Baohe, go get me a box of pickled vegetables tomorrow."

After speaking, Professor Xue stroked the chessboard with one hand, and continued to eat the mustard with the other, "Wonderful, wonderful!"

That expression.

Enjoying it is like taking a panacea that can open up the eight meridians!

He even glanced at those tables in disgust at the end.

His eyes were not looking at the delicious food from the former state banquet chef, but a pile of garbage!
Many guests looked thoughtfully at the second young master of the Jiang family.

"This……"

Jiang Jingqun was going crazy with anger!
God damn mustard!
A birthday gift, reduced to a wedding dress!
As a result, the signature dish of his family's Woxianju is not as good as a bag of mustard in the eyes of the old man! ! !
(End of this chapter)