After rebirth, the group's beloved daughter exploded the audience

Chapter 82 Don’t want to know my true face
Mr. Yang has always been a person who lives and breathes Go. After dinner, the entertainment he arranged was naturally to play Go.

It's just that most of the people present are not interested in Go.

I just came here to show off my face and stutter Mr. Yang.

Mr. Yang's heart is like a bright mirror.

But there are people who also want to ask for something, and have the same purpose as Mo Beichen.

In order to make Mr. Yang laugh, he deliberately lost the chess game and made Mr. Yang look bad in public, just like Bao Zheng.

"Go is an art and a skill. I don't allow any of you to tarnish it! No one will play me, and Mr. Yang won't force it, but don't pretend to be a fool here!"

Mr. Yang was already furious, and his thin body was trembling under the sonorous and powerful words.

His eyes darkened, and he turned around to go back to his room.

Once he leaves, I'm afraid he will be locked away. This is not the result that everyone wants to see.

"Mr. Yang! Why don't you let me try?"

Su Qianrou stood out from the crowd with a very handsome figure.

Her clear voice echoed through the Yang family.

Mo Beichen's heart suddenly sank, his face suddenly turned cloudy, and his sharp eyes wandered over the woman under the mysterious mask a thousand times.

Her voice was so familiar, as if Su Qianrou was standing in front of her.

Looking carefully, her slender figure, fair skin, and height are very similar to Su Qianrou.

It was hard for Mo Beichen not to doubt that Su Qianrou was still alive, and she was only a few meters away from him.

"Rou Rou?"

Su Qianrou's sixth sense felt that there was a gaze in the crowd staring at her. That gaze was as hot as the sun, as if it was going to burn her.

It feels so hot.

"You, a little girl, want to play chess with me?"

Mr. Yang turned back, his eyes unbelievable.

"Is Mr. Yang discriminating against age? Isn't it the truth to win with skills?" Su Qianrou showed no signs of weakness and pressed forward step by step, her eyes radiating pride.

Even though she is wearing a mask, it is not difficult to tell that she is a proud and arrogant girl!

Yang Qi saw her doing this and couldn't help but applaud. There were few people in the world who dared to challenge Yang Lao.

If nothing else, she was the first.

In front of everyone, Mr. Yang looked a little embarrassed, and he actually let a little girl scream, where should he put his old face?

"Then come on." Mr. Yang couldn't get off his horse.

The chessboard is set up, with Mr. Yang holding black and Su Qianrou holding white. According to the rules, the black piece goes first!

But there were just blooming flowers on the opposite side. Mr. Yang was experienced and experienced. Even if he broke the rules, he didn't want people to think that he was bullying a little girl.

It's not nice to have a reputation spread.

"Miss Han, come first." Boss Yang made a "please" gesture with a straight face.

"Mr. Yang, is this a concession?"

Su Qianrou raised her eyebrows with a calm attitude.

With Su Qianrou's identity in her previous life, she was sure to win a mere Go match.

"Mr. Yang, let's play according to the rules. Whoever wins and loses is fair and just. Although I am still young, playing chess depends on thinking."

Su Qianrou pointed to her temple.

Mr. Yang became more and more interested in this woman named Han Simeng, and his senile appearance began to show a serious attitude.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet, and everyone was holding their breath, fearing that the bad timing would ruin the after-dinner entertainment competition.

"In that case, I will take the first step." Mr. Yang said, and the black piece held between his index finger and middle finger landed on an unbiased intersection on the chessboard.

Su Qianrou was confident and suddenly smiled coldly.

"Wait a minute." Mo Beichen slowly walked out from the crowd, a cold aura hitting his face.

His gaze fell on Su Qianrou as deeply as a pool of water, as if he wanted to see through the person.

Su Qianrou's chess-playing hand suddenly trembled a little. It seemed to ordinary people that she was panicking and playing casually.

What on earth is this man going to do!
"Miss Han, right? Playing chess is the same as competing. There are clear rewards and penalties for winning and losing. How about this. If you win this game, I can fulfill one of your conditions on behalf of Mr. Yang, but you lose..."

Mo Beichen's eyebrows suddenly raised, his eyes always falling on her mask, but he didn't make his words clear.

Could it be that...his disguise has been revealed? !

Su Qianrou didn't know.

But Mo Beichen really wanted to know whether the person in front of him was Su Qianrou. This was particularly important to him.

The atmosphere became quiet for a while

"Okay, if I lose, then I will show my true colors."

Su Qianrou took a gamble.

Mo Beichen didn't expect her to answer so simply, and he felt a little lonely in his heart.

He was afraid that underneath the mask, there was just a person who looked very much like Su Qianrou.

Turning her eyes back to the chessboard, Su Qianrou began to concentrate, and she was working hard under the mask.

She placed the white chess piece on Mr. Yang's territory. Mr. Yang seemed to see through her and pressed forward step by step.

As worthy of being the world-famous No. 1 Go player, Su Qianrou is in trouble.

"Miss Han is in danger this time. Mr. Yang has surrounded her. It will be difficult for her to break through the predicament in this round."

"She hugged each other, and it was difficult for Mr. Yang to find any opportunities. Both sides were evenly matched."

"This round is difficult."

The onlookers were all making side comments, with their brows furrowed and their eyes full of confusion.

The current situation is that black is on the outside and white is on the inside. It is difficult for either side to go beyond a bifurcation point. White has no way to go, and black can't make up the intersection.

The two sides were deadlocked like this.

"How do you think this game will be broken?"

"No solution! No solution!"

Time passed minute by minute, and I don’t know how long it had passed. Mr. Yang suddenly smiled and returned to his kind-hearted look.

"This game is a draw." Mr. Yang announced the result.

It was obviously a draw, but Mr. Yang didn't win. Everyone didn't understand why he was smiling so happily. Yang Qi could only scratch his head when faced with his appearance.

"Ms. Han, at such a young age, you can draw a tie with me, an old man who has been in the Go world for decades. It's really not easy."

Mr. Yang grabbed Su Qianrou's hand and patted it gently to show comfort.

Su Qianrou could only smile and agree, but she was actually unwilling to give in. She thought she would definitely defeat Mr. Yang.

I didn't expect Mr. Yang to be a vegetarian either.

Mr. Yang was so happy that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.

Only God knows how much effort he put in to turn the situation around and turn the already-defeated chess game into a draw.

The talent of this little girl is simply immeasurable!
Mo Beichen suddenly had a lonely look in his eyes, and his handsome face looked even more cold and stern.

"Since it's a draw, there's no need for me to take off my mask to show others, right?"

Su Qianrou looked away and looked at Mo Beichen clearly.

"Of course." It was not difficult to hear the unwillingness in his words.

As if she had won a battle, Su Qianrou left the venue with a smile, neatly.

"Miss Han, please stay!"

(End of this chapter)