Dad, please try harder

Chapter 9
"How, how is this possible?"

Ding Linlang looked at Qian Quan in disbelief.

Qian Wenlin said with a smile: "He is a blessed soul, and he suddenly realized Bodhi, which is an extremely rare situation."

Ding Linlang was dubious, and said to Qian Quan, "You play a game with me."

Qian Quan challenged with a smile.

As a result, Ding Linlang was killed without holding back even twenty steps.

During the whole process, Qian Quan never stopped at one step.

Ding Linlang looked at the chessboard, then at Qian Quan, and suddenly said, "You used to let me do it on purpose, didn't you?"

"Really not," Qian Quan smiled and shook his head, "It's just that I read the chess records recently, and suddenly became enlightened, a pure epiphany."

Ding Linlang stared at Qian Quan, with dissatisfaction on his face, and appreciation in his eyes: "No wonder you beat that uncle that day."

Qian Quan nodded with a smile, and asked about his father's chess game.

"The first round will start the day after tomorrow. Eight teams will have 24 contestants. Half of them will be eliminated first."

"The competition is fierce. Are they eliminated by team?"

"Group PK by team and eliminate by person, that is to say, the eight teams in the first round will be divided into four groups, that is, two teams will form a group, and then the three players from each team will compete with the three players from the same team. Players will fight against each other one by one, and finally they will be ranked according to points, 3 points for a win, 1 point for a tie, and 0 points for a loss, as long as you have high points, even if both teammates are eliminated, you can still advance.”

"Understood." Qian Quan nodded, "By the way, during the game, are other people allowed to watch?"

"Yes, but you are not allowed to bring any electronic devices into the venue, nor are you allowed to make any prompts."

"Well, that's for sure, but I can go and see which players are stronger, and then memorize their moves in advance..."

"Qian Quan!" Qian Wenlin suddenly called out Qian Quan's name in a serious tone, "Put this kind of thinking away for me, and don't let such crooked thoughts come into play in the future, do you hear me?"

Qian Quan was puzzled.

"Now that you are lucky in chess, you should take advantage of the situation to understand the way of chess and go further, instead of wasting your luck on such opportunistic things. Don't forget what I told you, do nothing and do everything."

Qian Quan suddenly realized that he now has a master-level chess skill, but his chess skills are still not as good as his father.

On the surface, Dad is talking about chess, but he is actually teaching him to be a man.

"Well, I remember." Qian Quan said seriously.

"Actually, I was thinking as much as you just now..." Ding Linlang looked at Qian Quan and said weakly.

"Continue playing chess." Qian Wenlin laughed it off.

Qian Quan hesitated for a moment, and said, "I want to play a blind game with you guys."

"How do you go blind?"

"I don't look at the chessboard and play with you."

When Qian Wenlin and Ding Linlang heard this, their fighting spirit suddenly soared.

Too embarrassing!

……

"Who do you want to fight first?"

Wanghuai Hotel, third floor, gymnasium, Master Hu looked at the girl in blue and white sportswear with a ponytail in front of him with a smile.

"Let them go up together." The girl was confident.

Not far from her, stood two burly, muscular young men. They were the coaches of the gym and Liang Wanjun's subordinates.

"Okay, just do as you said." Master Hu nodded slightly, and turned his head to signal the two coaches to shoot at the same time.

The two coaches were a little hesitant. Although Brother Jun had introduced them to the girl as a master, the age and stature of the other party, not to mention two-on-one, even one-on-one, was not a heavyweight with them.

"I'll come first."

Seeing this, the girl took the lead.

I saw that she took a step forward in an ordinary way, raised her right palm and slashed towards the coach standing on the left.

Mingming saw that there was still a distance between the palm and the coach, but when the palm fell, it barely passed the coach about two centimeters away.

The coach subconsciously took a step back, only to feel a sharp cool wind cut across his face.

The girl flipped her palm and cut across the throat of the other coach, passing by about two centimeters, forcing the other coach back two steps.

The girl's movements were coherent and smooth, like flowing clouds and flowing water. Although she attacked the two at the same time, it was a complete move.

With one move, they were forced to retreat.

"Let's do it, don't worry." The girl spoke bluntly, with a sense of boldness.

The two coaches were still in shock, and they already understood the meaning of Brother Jun's so-called "master" in their hearts. They didn't hesitate anymore, bowed and clenched their fists, and put on a posture.

The girl smiled in satisfaction, stretched out both palms, and pushed towards one of them. The opponent was prepared this time, stepped aside, and returned a tentative punch.

The girl returned her palm calmly, and seemed to flick it lightly, leading that punch to another person.

Although the two sparring partners still restrained their moves, they were willing to cooperate after all.

In this way, you came and I went back and forth for five or six rounds. The two coaches were completely suppressed by the girl.

The girl's movements are stretched, and each move has both strength and speed. She uses her strength to lift the weight as if it is light, and the angle of retraction is even more precise. The two coaches are restricted like two headless flies.

"Thank you for your hard work."

The girl withdrew her left palm quickly, drew a beautiful circle with her right palm, and retreated neatly to its original position.

The two coaches were still in a state of confusion. After calming down a little, they said with a little embarrassment: "We are not your opponent."

The girl smiled and said, "I took the lead."

"Okay, let's stop here tonight." Master Hu, who was watching the battle, walked over with a smile, and Lao Huai looked at the girl with great comfort, "Xiaoyu, you seem to have improved a lot this time compared to last time."

"I have finished learning 'Old Eight Palms', and my master said that if I come to the countryside this time, if I can gain insights, I will pass on '64 Hands' when I get back." The girl named Xiaoyu spoke in a natural tone, neither pretentious nor conceited.

"Okay, take a good rest tonight, and go to the countryside to play tomorrow."

Xiaoyu nodded: "I still have to visit my grandma's grave."

"Ah."

Master Hu took Xiaoyu out of the gym, and the remaining two coaches looked at each other.

"If we try our best from the beginning, what chance do you think we have of winning?" one of the coaches asked.

"〇 Cheng, I didn't try my best."

"Yes." The coach who asked the question smiled wryly.

"Actually, it's nothing. After all, she is the granddaughter of Master Hu, the daughter of the big boss. She must be worshiping a famous teacher."

"That's all I can do to comfort myself."

……

Zhao Baiyu went back to the room her grandfather had arranged for her, washed up first, then meditated for half an hour, then checked her phone, answered a few messages, and went to bed on time at nine o'clock.

Going to bed at 9 o'clock in the evening and getting up at 7 o'clock in the morning has been a habit she has maintained for more than ten years.

the next morning.

After Zhao Baiyu got up and washed, she went to the KFC next door to have breakfast. When she was ordering, she found that the waiter at the cash register was a handsome guy, a rare kind of handsome guy, which made her eyes shine.

However, that's all. For a high-quality man in her eyes, it is not enough to have good looks. He also needs to have strength—at least a strength comparable to hers.

After breakfast, I sent a message to my grandfather, and then I took the bus to my grandfather's home in the country.

The master said that to learn "64 hands", you must first walk around, get in touch with nature, feel the nature, observe the mountains and seas, see the sky and the earth, and watch the fireworks in the world. Only when you are in the mood can you learn.

The so-called kung fu practice is deeper, the more important the state of mind.

Zhao Baiyu is very aware of this, in fact, other things in life are also the same.

One success, one success, one success.

After driving for half an hour, the bus arrived at Huangzhuang, the hometown of grandpa. After getting off the bus, Zhao Baiyu went to buy paper money, and then walked to visit grandma's grave.

After burning the paper money, I had a conversation with my grandma before getting up to experience the scenery of the fields.

She was born in Zhonghai and grew up in Zhonghai. She was used to seeing traffic and high-rise buildings since she was a child, but she can also distinguish grains and animals, because since she can remember, she will go back to Wanghuai every year.

There are also large parks in the city, but the view and style are completely incomparable with the countryside.

Going to the mountains and lakes for a long time, wandering in the forest and wild entertainment.Wandering among the hills and ridges, living in the past...

After walking around like this, it was noon soon, and she didn't go back to the county seat. She found a Liangpi shop on Huangzhuang Street and settled for lunch.

In the afternoon, we continued to wander around Mantianyehudi, until six o'clock in the evening before departing to look back at Huai.

When I arrived at the Wanghuai Hotel, I saw my grandfather playing chess with someone, and his opponent was the handsome waiter brother from the KFC store.

Seeing you twice a day is considered fate.

"Master Hu has accepted."

When Zhao Baiyu saw the handsome boy standing up with a smile, he obviously won.

(End of this chapter)