Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 309, You must be sick!

Yang Xiaole watched the two people leave and didn't care anymore. Instead, he went to the next room.

Violin room.

Inside, a group of little boys and girls were practicing piano under the guidance of a teacher.

In fact, you can understand what kind of people can come here after just a little thought.

There are people at home who know it, but most of them won’t come here. They can teach it at home. Especially for basic training, they basically won’t come here.

The rest are those with conditions at home.

No one in the family, or even relatives or friends, would do this, such as... families like Yu Wenbin and Lu Minqi.

Violin is not acceptable to ordinary families.

I was thinking about letting the eldest sister come over and just pay a small fee.

But after thinking about it, I forgot about it. He mentioned it once last time. The eldest sister's answer was that she could just learn the basics from Jiang Yan's stepmother. It was pointless for her to come here to learn by herself.

"One, two, three, four, two, two, three, four, get up, hey, yes, use your waist hard and stand on tiptoes."

While thinking, there was a sound from the house not far away where the little girl entered.

Yang Xiaole went straight over, and through a small piece of glass at the door, he saw a group of little girls wearing dance clothes and dancing there.

Unlike the city hall or the train station, places like this have air conditioning, but here there are heaters.

He didn't know exactly what was being burned.

The heating should be sufficient. The children were wearing some thick clothes and looked like a group of little fat swans.

"pat~"

The door was opened and Su Ling came out.

"Xiao Le, if you're bored, you can go and have a look nearby. They won't be able to rest for a while. Teacher Zhou has something to do with me."

"Oh, it's okay. You're busy. I haven't been here yet! I'll take a stroll later."

"Hey, okay, then I'll go in first!"

After saying that, he said hello and quickly went in. The door was quickly closed, and a burst of heat came from inside.

Watching the other party enter, Yang Xiaole stood at the window and watched for a while. Feeling that the women next to him wanted to eat him, he left directly.

They are all brats, what’s so interesting about them?

I muttered in my heart and walked forward.

Arriving at the door of a room, it was the room Lu Minqi and the two entered.

"Hey, calligraphy?"

I saw a young man standing in front of each desk inside, holding a writing brush in his hand, practicing calligraphy there.

An old man wearing an old Kyoto gray cotton gown, wearing a pair of reading glasses and holding a ruler in his hand, was walking around.

Sometimes he nods, sometimes shakes his head to comment, sometimes he threatens someone and beats them up.

Yang Xiaole looked at it for a while and then stopped looking. It wasn't that he looked down on the old man.

The main reason is that he does not follow the path of literature and art.

And my heart can't calm down.

According to what Su Ling said, those who can come here are all capable people, many of whom are from famous universities.

One of them was very familiar to him.

Sun Jingxiu.

There is probably no child in Sijiu City who does not know his existence. Grandpa Sun Jingxiu tells stories.

It can be regarded as the memory of these generations.

Now he is the counselor of the Children's Palace.

Coming to the edge, there is a house, which is a piano teaching point.

A young woman in her twenties was teaching there, surrounded by six or seven children, listening attentively.

There was nothing to see here, so we went out directly. When we came to the yard, we naturally saw the two table tennis tables just now.

The person training was actually a short-haired woman in her thirties.

When he heard the students call each other Teacher Zhuang, he was stunned for a moment, and then he thought that the first world champion was also named Zhuang.

Are the two people related?

After watching them for a while, I felt that these people were really capable. Fighting with them in school was like a world away.

Then he wandered around the courtyard.

The main hall is both an office and a theater, where you can watch plays and buy tickets to enter.

Yang Xiaole felt that he was not yet old enough to sit there and listen to the play quietly with a pot of tea, so he left directly after watching it for a while.

There is a stele pavilion in the east and west, and someone is playing chess inside.

Yang Xiaole went over and took a look, and most of them were old men.

But watching them play chess was much more interesting than playing chess with his father and the others. Even he was thinking about these people's next move.

He doesn't feel that he is a time traveler who is better than these old men.

Of course, there are also rookies.

After watching it for a while, he felt that his hands were itchy.

After playing for a while, a middle-aged man sat there without moving, while his opponents changed several times.

It just depends on how long you persist.

After one lap, I was stunned that not a single person had won.

The review afterwards was quite convincing.

Yang Xiaole saw that he had already passed a circle. His hands were itchy and he said, "Can you let me do it?"

It's not like he doesn't play chess in the compound.

Uncle Wang's level is also a bit worse than him, and he really has no interest.

"What are you talking about? Children, just go and play."

As soon as the old man sat down, when he heard Yang Xiaole's words, he immediately muttered something and then started to set up the chessboard.

Yang Xiaole knew that it would be impossible if he didn't come up with some unique skills.

Then he spoke softly and said: "Uncle, in the game you played before, if you abandoned your rook to protect your pawn, you might have a chance."

He was talking about having a chance, not winning.

As soon as he said this, the old man's face turned ugly.

In that case, protect the pawn?

What a joke!

"Where it's cool, stay there!"

The old man waved his hand at him, feeling very embarrassed to be teased by a little kid.

"That's right, Lao Wangtou plays more chess than you eat salt! What do children know?"

"Just... let's play."

Others also joined in.

But the middle-aged man opposite had a look on his face.

The old man opposite is the strongest among them. Although he won just now, his habit is to analyze the opponent's possible breakthrough points.

While placing the chess pieces, I was thinking.

Seeing that the chessboard was almost ready, he said, "Let this kid play a game."

"what?"

After hearing this, several people looked at each other.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man smiled and said: "Young man is full of energy. He has learned something, but he is unsure. Let me weigh it for him."

As soon as he said this, Lao Wangtou's face looked better.

After thinking for a while, he finally stood up and said, "Okay, let him know what it means to be high and low."

"Thank you, you're welcome then!"

Yang Xiaole thanked him and sat down.

After placing the last chess piece, he said directly: "The queen on the red line is black, that goes first!"

The man smiled and responded.

Yang Xiaole did not vault, but did a horizontal carriage.

Seeing his actions, several other people laughed and said, "How can you do this?"

Yang Xiaole smiled and said nothing.

The middle-aged man was also surprised, didn't say anything, and played chess quietly.

Yang Xiaole's chess pieces were killed and scattered, and the rest were like boats on the river swaying in the wind.

The game of chess ended quickly.

Yang Xiaole won.

Everyone was stunned when they saw this, it was too fast, they won so quickly.

The middle-aged man looked at the chessboard, dazed there, and then said with a smile: "Thirteen moves to abandon the horse?"

Yang Xiaole nodded: "Yes!"

Thirteen moves to abandon the horse, are they awesome?

Call it awesome, this thing has become popular in later generations, and many versions have been studied.

Don't tell me he's not good at it, but he's really powerful once you're used to it.

"Secret in the Orange" is on the first page, and it certainly has its own reasons. It is a very classic chess move.

Why do so many people know about it in later generations? It's because of the explosion of information, so I feel that this move is very common and dangerous, and it can be easily targeted.

But this time is no different than later generations.

Although ancient books like "Secrets of the Orange" are carefully thought out and can be purchased on the market, these days, apart from those chess families who study them, there are only a few other people who will use this book to study it.

Even if you are a city dweller, it would be pretty good if you could read all the characters before liberation.

It all comes from the experience of playing chess.

The charm of this thing is that if it is given to you, will you eat it?
  Still a horse!

If I don’t eat, I feel unhappy.

Eat, just get into the routine step by step.

Moreover, this thing is complex or not, and it is not simple either. If you send a horse to start, there will always be people behind you who don't play according to common sense, or who can see it. There are other back-up players behind us!

In order to play chess with the old man, I studied this a lot.

In fact, the person on the other side already felt something was wrong just now.

Change the situation of the battle, but the rhythm has been controlled by him, and he can only be led by the nose.

For example, in a certain meeting, giving up a horse can temporarily relieve the siege. Unfortunately, the opponent did not give up and made a very safe bet.

Looking at the middle-aged man who was thinking about the other party, Yang Xiaole smiled and said: "I will play two more sets, and I will not play after two sets. Is that okay?"

While speaking, he looked at the old man next to him.

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay.

Here, strength speaks for itself. If you can't do it, then you have to give in.

They all agreed.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man smiled and started to rearrange the chess pieces. He also wanted to see if this kid could do that trick.

Now the red and black have changed positions.

Yang Xiaole defeated Zhi Heizi.

The middle-aged man holds the red stone.

The opponent started with a head start, so Yang Xiaole naturally couldn't do that move again.

In this set, Yang Xiaole naturally did not change his habit of rushing around. His offensive was very fierce, and sometimes it could be said that he was simply changing pieces.

The result of this set was that he won.

Yang Xiaole looked at the chessboard, and his guess was confirmed in his heart. His chess skills had improved a lot since he came here.

But he didn't swell either.

There are some national chess players these days. The city held the National Games the year before last, and chess was one of them.

Although he didn't go to see it, there was no need to think about it. He would have been beaten for several times.

Who is that person? I have been studying this for generations.

Doing anything to the extreme is incredible.

The middle-aged man looked at the chessboard, was silent for a while, and said expressionlessly: "Next game!"

In this round, the other side goes first.

But this time, he was not the same as before. He played very steadily. It could even be said that he used defense as offense, and only attacked once he found a good opportunity.

This set is very long.

The people watching didn't dare to say anything, because sometimes what they thought was a bad move turned out to be a stroke of genius.

And it is also a rule to watch the chess without saying anything.

Yang Xiaole was also frowning and thinking.

When playing chess, the next step is to look at three moves, or even several moves later. If you can't do this, the possibility of winning is basically very low.

You can't even imagine what moves the opponent might make next, so what a waste!
  As time went by, the game came to an end.

There are fewer and fewer chess games on both sides.

In the end, Yang Xiaole lost a step.

Yang Xiaole shrugged and said with a smile: "Hey, I lost, it's still not suitable for this kind of method!"

Then got ready.

We agreed to only play three games.

Just enjoy it.

This game is like life.

The old man always hoped that his people would play steadily and not rush forward just like the third game of chess.

Unfortunately, he still doesn't like this method of playing and it feels very uncomfortable.

I saw the middle-aged man also stood up with a smile and said with a smile: "Young man, I feel a little impatient!"

At this point, he himself became ashamed.

When he got there, he felt a little unstable.

Even though he didn't care about winning or losing, he still couldn't stand it, mainly because of his old face.

"Dad! (Uncle Lu)"

While thinking, a friendly and polite voice came from the side.

Yang Xiaole raised his eyebrows.

Lu Minqi’s father?
  Seeing this, Father Lu nodded: "What's wrong? Take a rest! I came with you, but don't say that I didn't accompany you anymore!"

Hearing this, Lu Minqi curled her lips and said, "This is the only time I've come here, how dare you!"

Then he asked doubtfully: "Yang Xiaole, how do you know my dad? Dad, it's him. He was the one who saved me at the reservoir last time."

These words made Father Lu stop smiling: "I was surprised. Is it true?"

"Hey, I can still tease you! Really!!"

Then the matter was explained.

After hearing this, Father Lu was extremely surprised: "It's actually you! I haven't even waited for you to say thank you for such a long time. I'm really sorry!"

Yang Xiaole shook his head nonchalantly: "You're welcome, I will save anyone I meet."

"That being said, we are still wrong."

After Father Lu finished speaking, he said to him sheepishly: "I'll tell you the truth. Every time I think about it, I don't have time. I have a little time to come to Kyoto. There are so many things to do. I really can't think of it." Get up and listen to my daughter, I will accompany him here this time."

Yang Xiaole was about to speak when he heard someone calling him from behind, so he smiled and said: "Uncle Lu, you're welcome, you guys are busy, my sister is out, I'll go over there."

After speaking, he said hello and left.

Watching him leave, Lu Minqi asked curiously: "Dad, what were you doing just now? Playing chess? He can also play chess?"

Before Father Lu could say anything, Yu Wenbin smiled and said, "Uncle is well-known for his chess skills in the army. At most, he is just trying to encourage him. After all, Yang Xiaole is still young!"

Hearing this, Lu Minqi nodded in approval.

yes! Dad is very good at chess.

Father Lu was particularly harsh when hearing this flattery, and said with a straight face: "Wen Bin! Your father is also an intellectual. In your words, people in the world cannot be underestimated. You must know that there are people outside the world, and there is heaven outside the world."

He didn't like Yu Wenbin in front of him at all.

Just as hypocritical as him.

But you can't find fault with it.

I don’t know why my old ladies fell in love with this boy, so much so that they almost treated him like a son-in-law.

Yu Wenbin was not stupid. He naturally heard the other party's dissatisfaction, and he felt doubtful in his heart. Did he say the wrong thing?

No?
  When she turned around and saw him and Hua Yourong talking and laughing, she felt uncomfortable for a while.

In the midst of his thoughts, Father Lu said, "Okay, I have to go back. I'll take piano lessons by myself later. I won't accompany you."

Hearing this, Lu Minqi curled her lips.

But knowing that he was busy, he could only nod in the end.

Seeing this, Father Lu glanced at Yang Xiaole, turned around and left. He really had something to do.

After the others left, Lu Minqi was also ready to leave.

"That kid is so awesome! He won two out of three sets. Old Wangtou, if it were you, you would probably lose too."

Hearing this, Lu Minqi's eyes widened.

I felt a shock in my heart.

isn't it?
  Yang Xiaole defeated his father in chess?
  Yu Wenbin's thoughts were still complaining about Yang Xiaole. He turned around and saw Lu Minqi's expression, and was confused: "Qiqi, what's wrong?"

"Huh? Oh, nothing?"

It’s better not to talk about such a shameful thing and ask about it when we get back.

I guess I can't ask.

He will probably go back to the reservoir in the afternoon.

At this time, she looked at Yang Xiaole who had entered and thought about what the people there said after she woke up. She blushed.

I was kissed by him.

It's just that in this matter now, except for those who were involved in the original, everyone else is from the junior high school.

No one should know.

"Let's go, I have piano lessons later!"

Hearing Yu Wenbin's voice, Lu Minqi came back to her senses, nodded slightly, and the two returned to the side hall.

……

Yang Xiaole came over, looked at the two people who were wearing the same clothes as zongzi, and said with a smile: "Have you finished serving?"

"No, I'll continue after a short break."

Su Ling smiled, then glanced at Yu Wenbin and asked, "What were you doing just now! Are you familiar with Wenbin?"

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole also turned around and took a look and shook his head: "I don't know her very well. Have you seen that girl? I was playing chess there just now. I didn't expect it to be her father, so I said a few words."

Didn't say much.

He didn't say anything about rescuing people.

"Oh!"

Su Ling nodded slightly.

Without asking any questions, several people entered.

Lu Minqi and two others came over.

When Yu Wenbin saw Su Ling, he smiled and said hello: "Auntie, Tiantian, let's go to the classroom first."

I've said hello before.

"Oh, okay, go ahead!"

Su Ling smiled and nodded.

When Yu Wenbin saw this, he looked at Yang Xiaole and felt that this person was such a hindrance. He could meet him everywhere.

But he didn't say anything, and turned around and followed Lu Minqi to the classroom next door.

Yang Xiaole naturally saw the other person's eyes.

I thought to myself, you must be sick!
  You're a little brat, pretending to be serious when you have nothing to do, but if you have to pretend, I can pretend better than you.

(End of this chapter)