The all-round master who charms the city with a smile

"It's not impossible for me to teach you, unless you promise me a condition.

Bei Yufei's eyes rolled, and he didn't have to think about it to know what his cousin wanted to say: "If it's for me to go to school, forget it, people don't only have to go to school in this life, I hate my parents nagging in my ears all day long, as if I don't go to school and study, I will have to eat soil in the future." "

Bei Weiwei also came from her cousin's age, a rebellious child in adolescence, just guide it correctly.

However, we need ways and means, and we must first understand what he thinks in his heart.

"Xiaofei, how much do you know about this [pistachio]

?" Bei Yufei said weakly: "She's in high school like me, what's wrong

?" "You like her, don't you?"

Bei Yufei thought for a while: "I don't like it, after all, we haven't even met, I just think it's interesting to do this, if I can't participate in the National Heroes Competition with her, I feel like it will be a lifelong regret."

"That's liking

!" Bei Yufei stiffened his mouth, shy and didn't dare to admit it: "Maybe!" "

Like is like, you don't have to deny it, in fact, I think about it, you can think about it, if you let the girl in the game know that your real life is like this, what will she think of you

......

?" That's all I want to say, anyway, think about it yourself! Okay, let's go, let's go and help my aunt prepare dinner.

"Oh, good!" Bei Yufei got up and followed Bei Weiwei to the kitchen, and then helped pick vegetables, wash dishes, and do what he could.

Bei Lifen felt as if the sun was coming out in the west, she only felt incredible, and she looked at Bei Weiwei's eyes with more admiration, thinking that she was worthy of being a top student of Qingda, and cultural people were different.

Usually at home, she wants Bei Yufei to do something, just like asking him to die, she is very curious about how Bei Weiwei communicates with Bei Yufei.

in the living room.

Ling Feng sat opposite the old man, staring intently at the chess, the two sides had not yet started the game of back and forth, he had already made a comprehensive analysis of the old man's tricks and routines in his mind with various simulations and assumptions.

If you look closely at his eyes, you will find that his eyes are cloudy, and the chess moves of the old man within ten moves have been analyzed and calculated by him.

On the chessboard, Ling Feng became more and more courageous, his interest was high, his chess level was higher than one game, and his chess skills improved rapidly, like divine help.

The old man's face has been tense since Ling Feng sat down, and he has lost seven or eight games in a row, which has never been the case.

Dad Bei didn't know what was going on, at the beginning, Ling Feng and the old man met each other, and after a few rounds of killing, Ling Feng's chess style changed abruptly.

The chess skills are amazingly good, no matter how the old man goes, he can't escape Ling Feng's slaughter.

Dad Bei has been watching the game from the side, watching it is a thrilling one, as if he is in a rapidly changing, unpredictable battlefield, sometimes you blink your eyelids, and the situation on the chessboard will change beyond your imagination.

"No more, no more!" The old man felt that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get down to the young man opposite, as if it was a mountain that could not be crossed no matter what, and this feeling made him a little unhappy.

Dad Bei is in a good mood, he has been playing chess with the old man for so many years, which time he was not killed in disgrace, and today someone finally avenged himself.

Bei Weiwei appeared next to her with a plate of cut fruit, it was the first time she saw her grandfather so serious, and then she looked down at the situation on the chessboard, secretly frightened, and only felt incredible.

I didn't expect Ling Feng to be so good at chess.

Although Bei Weiwei is not particularly proficient in chess, the situation on the chessboard is clear at a glance, and she suddenly has a feeling that Ling Feng seems to know everything, understand everything, and be good at everything.

After a while, the old man shook his head and sighed: "I lost this game again!"

"Not coming, not coming. The old man hurriedly waved his hand, and after these few games, he was completely clear about Ling Feng's chess strength.

There is no doubt that Ling Feng has a very amazing talent in chess, no matter how many times he comes, as long as Ling Feng does not release water on his side, it is impossible to win even a hundred more times.

"The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, I admit defeat, but I can't get down to you. From head to toe, the old man looked at Ling Feng again, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

After a lot of work, delicious meals were placed on a large table, and Bei Ma opened the lid of the can, except for Bei Yufei, there was a can of beer in front of the men.

"Xiaofeng, can you drink?"

Ling Feng nodded: "You can drink a little." The

old man smiled: "How can a young man not drink, maybe we have a table, and the best amount of wine belongs to him!"

Bei Weiwei sat opposite Ling Feng, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, revealing two shallow dimples, and her big eyes were as bright as light bulbs.

As soon as he raised his head, he met Ling Feng's gaze, thinking about his mother's consistent style, and he could only say no if he wanted to drink.

Dad Pei felt that today's opportunity was rare, and insisted that Bei Weiwei drink: "Drink a bottle, everyone is happy." "

What kind of wine do girls drink? Bei's mother rolled her eyes, Bei's father's momentum weakened suddenly, and she didn't dare to insist on her opinion: "Then look at yourself, take what you want to drink, and don't persuade if you don't want to drink." The

old man said, "Who said girls can't drink?" "

Dad, it's not good for girls to drink." "Bei's mother often watches TV and the news, and has seen a lot of drunk girls who come home late at night and have accidents, so she thinks that girls can't touch alcohol.

The old man is old and well-informed, so he can naturally understand Bei's mother's thoughts: "It's actually a good thing for girls to have a little bit of alcohol, so that they won't be drunk by others as soon as they go out, and it's also a kind of self-protection."

Bei's mother insisted on her own idea: "Those who drown know water, as long as you don't touch the wine, it's fine, but it doesn't matter at home, you can drink as much as you want."

Ling Feng lowered his eyes, looked at the food on the table and analyzed and thought, which dishes were from Bei Weiwei: "The old man is right.

With the old man taking the lead, Dad Bei had the confidence again: "It's okay to drink less." "

Okay, then I'll drink a can.

Bei Weiwei raised her wine glass with everyone, her eyes were all focused on the old man, because of physical reasons, so his cup was a drink: "Come, let's toast Xiaofeng together, thank him for his help and care for our family." "