I really don’t want to play Go!

Chapter 430 The Fan of the Female Chess Saint

Seeing that Yu Shao hesitated to take the bracelet, Wu Zhixuan's face fell, and she asked with some disappointment, "Huh? You don't like it? It looks really nice..."

"No, I like it."

Yu Shao finally came to his senses, shook his head, took the Go bracelet from Wu Zhixuan's hand, and said with a smile, "Thank you."

"You're welcome!"

Seeing Yu Shao take off the bracelet, Wu Zhixuan's eyes immediately crinkled into crescent moons with laughter. She quickly reached out and put it on Yu Shao's wrist, saying as she did so, "Let me help you put it on and see."

Yu Shao looked down and saw that Wu Zhixuan's hands were fair and tender, but not very fleshy, slender and long. When he touched his wrist, he could feel that Wu Zhixuan's fingertips were icy cold.

Although Wu Zhixuan has developed some calluses on her index and middle fingers from playing chess and studying game records, it doesn't affect her appearance at all, and can be considered a treat for hand fetishists.

Wu Zhixuan was completely unaware of Yu Shao's gaze lingering on her hand. She quickly put the bracelet on Yu Shao's wrist, then examined it carefully for a while before grabbing Yu Shao's wrist and looking at the bracelet against the sunlight.

Then, Wu Zhixuan nodded with great satisfaction: "As expected of me, it looks really good and suits you perfectly. You must wear it when you play chess from now on, so I can share my luck with you!"

"Row."

Yu Shao examined the bracelet on his hand and found it to be quite beautiful. He smiled and said, "You've spent a lot of money on this."

"It's nothing, it's just a small amount of money. I'm glad you like it. Good luck in the World Championship!"

Wu Zhixuan waved her hand dismissively, seemingly unconcerned about the 4,900 yuan bracelet.

If Yu Shao hadn't known Wu Zhixuan so well, he almost would have believed it.

"I'm asking you, in all your years, have you ever bought anything for your brother?"

At this moment, Wu Shuheng said quietly, "You treat me to a cup of milk tea like it's going to cost you your life."

"Are you even worthy? Yu Shao is going to play in the World Championships, and the name 'Phoenix Yu Fei' has a good meaning. You should make it into the title match first." Wu Zhixuan snorted.

"Really? If I make it to the main tournament of the World Championship, you'll buy me a bracelet worth 4,900 yuan?" Wu Shuheng was incredibly moved, as if he had finally seen a glimmer of hope in getting some money from his stingy sister, and he quickly asked.

"Um……"

As Wu Zhixuan walked forward, she tilted her head, seemingly considering it very carefully, before finally saying, "I can treat you to milk tea! A large one!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Shuheng rolled his eyes so hard they almost reached the sky.

The three continued walking forward, strolling and browsing. Along the way, Wu Zhixuan would stop and look at any strange or unusual things she saw, without asking the price, just constantly examining them.

"This way, this way!"

Soon, Wu Zhixuan beckoned and pulled Yu Shao and Wu Shuheng to a stall selling chess pieces. She squatted down and repeatedly stroked the chess pieces.

"Yu Shao, this is pretty good!"

Wu Zhixuan picked up a chess piece from the stall and placed it on the chessboard. Hearing the crisp sound of the piece being placed, she exclaimed in delight, "The sound of this piece being placed is much better than that of ordinary chess pieces!"

"Miss, of course! Our chess pieces are made from the finest stones. If you like, buy two boxes." The old man in front of the stall immediately greeted her warmly as soon as he saw a customer.

"Never mind, I'll take another look."

Wu Zhixuan quickly shook her head, then turned to look at the stalls across the street. She stood up and walked towards the stalls, calling out to Yu Shao and the other man, "Come over here."

Wu Zhixuan was very talkative, chattering away non-stop. Yu Shao, who usually prefers quiet, didn't find it noisy at all.

Watching Wu Zhixuan rush from one stall to another, my mood actually improved quite a bit.

Not long after, Wu Zhixuan came to a stall selling chess manuals, squatted down, and began to flip through the manuals with great interest.

"Speaking of which, the competition is about to start, and there are so many contestants here, are they just strolling around?"

While Wu Zhixuan was looking through the chess manual, Yu Shao looked at the pedestrians coming and going on the road and asked Wu Shuheng beside him with some curiosity.

"Ok?"

Wu Shuheng looked at Yu Shao with some surprise and asked, "What do you mean by that?"

"Wearing a mask."

Yu Shao gestured toward a group of pedestrians not far away and said, "Professional chess players wear masks to avoid being recognized, just like us. I see a lot of people wearing masks on the street."

Upon hearing this, Wu Shuheng chuckled and said, "Then you're wrong. I reckon most of these masked people aren't professional Go players, but tourists pretending to be."

"Pack?"

Yu Shao was somewhat puzzled.

"Yes, during world championships, professional Go players usually disguise themselves when they go out to avoid being recognized and causing trouble."

Wu Shuheng laughed and said, "Many people know about this and are following suit. Since the merchandise for world championships is usually very expensive, they want to pretend to be professional players to avoid being ripped off."

"At first, this method was really effective. Some vendors suspected that the other party was really a professional chess player and sold at cost price. Unfortunately, as more people did this, it became less effective."

"However, even though it's not very effective anymore, quite a few people still do it."

Yu Shao suddenly realized and nodded: "I see."

"Come here quickly!"

Just then, Wu Zhixuan's voice suddenly came from not far to the left of Yu Shao and the other person.

Yu Shao and Wu Shuheng were taken aback. They looked at the stall in front of them, but Wu Zhixuan had disappeared without a trace. They immediately turned their heads to look at the source of the sound and found that Wu Zhixuan had moved to another stall.

Yu Shao and Wu Shuheng strode over and quickly arrived at the stall. They stood behind Wu Zhixuan and looked at the stall, which was filled with folding fans of all sizes.

It's a custom for chess players to carry fans, as ancient chess players often used folding fans to cool off in the summer. In many people's eyes, a chess player carrying a fan exudes a calm and composed demeanor, and a sense of life and death that is both easy and easy to talk about.

Even in modern times with air conditioning, many chess players still carry a folding fan. One reason is to pass on traditions; for example, if the master carries a folding fan, then the student will carry one too.

Secondly, some chess players believe that if you hold a fan in your hand, you should put down the fan before picking up the piece after you have finished thinking and decided to make a move. In this process, you have one or two seconds to think things through. There is a one in ten thousand chance that you will find that you have made a mistake. This gives you a chance to think things through again.

Therefore, even today, the Go fan has been passed down along with the game of Go.

However, Yu Shao has never been particularly fond of chess fans, neither in his previous life nor in this one.

"The chess fans here are so beautiful, and the words on them aren't printed, they're all handwritten!" Wu Zhixuan picked up a folding fan from the stall and handed it to Yu Shao, saying with some surprise.

Yu Shao opened the folding fan and glanced at it. He saw several large characters written on the fan in a flamboyant style: "Unmoved by the Eight Winds."

Yu Shao was somewhat surprised. The four characters were written in a vigorous and powerful style, clearly the work of a master. It was obviously handwritten, not printed. You could even smell a faint fragrance of ink when you got close to the fan.

"what?"

Wu Shuheng was clearly also somewhat surprised. He took the folding fan from Yu Shao, examined the words on it carefully, and looked at the vendor in front of the stall with some astonishment, asking, "Brother, which master wrote the words on this fan?"

"Hahaha, what master? It was written by my old man."

A middle-aged man stood in front of the stall. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "My father likes to practice calligraphy in his spare time. Now that the world competition is about to start, he wrote some words on this fan for me."

"Truly, true masters live in seclusion amidst the bustling city." Wu Shuheng clicked his tongue in amazement, repeatedly examining the inscription on the fan, and exclaimed, "This calligraphy is no less impressive than the two scrolls hanging in the chess academy: 'Sitting and Discussing the Way' and 'A Perfect Match'!"

"Chess Academy?"

The middle-aged man in front of the stall paused for a moment, then asked with some surprise and uncertainty, "Young man, are you a professional Go player?"

"no no."

After Wu Shuheng won the game, he quickly shook his head and denied it, saying, "I'm just an amateur player. I had the opportunity to visit the chess academy before."

"That's still amazing!"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man remarked with admiration, "Amateur chess players who can become shareholders in the chess academy must possess exceptional skill; otherwise, how could they possibly get into the academy?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said with some regret, "I've loved Go since I was a child, but I really don't have any talent. Let alone a professional player, I'm only an amateur third dan now. I really want to go to a Go academy."

"There's a chance."

Wu Shuheng immediately felt a lot of goodwill towards the middle-aged man. After offering a word of comfort, he looked at the folding fan in his hand and liked it more and more. So, after thinking for a moment, he asked, "Boss, how much is this?"

"Ten thousand."

The middle-aged man opened his mouth and shouted.

Upon hearing this, the tiny bit of goodwill Wu Shuheng had finally developed towards the middle-aged man vanished instantly. His eyes widened in disbelief as he asked, "Ten thousand?"

"Handsome guy, you've been to the chess academy before. I already said my dad's calligraphy is comparable to the calligraphy models hanging in the chess academy. Ten thousand isn't expensive, is it?"

The middle-aged man regained his shrewd demeanor and said, "Moreover, the handle of this fan is made of the finest nanmu wood, and the paper used for the fan surface is crafted using ancient techniques. Otherwise, the chess players of Shen Yi's era would all be..."

Hearing this, Yu Shao seemed to understand why so many people used to wear masks to pretend to be professional Go players.

Wu Shuheng twitched his lips, somewhat regretting that he had just said the characters were well written.

The calligraphy is quite good, and it can be sold for a higher price, but the person who wrote it is not very famous, so it shouldn't be sold for such a high price!

"Boss, can you give me a discount?"

At this moment, Wu Zhixuan, holding a folding fan, looked up and tentatively asked.

The folding fan she was holding had a handle inlaid with gold thread, one side of the fan surface was painted with a traditional Chinese ink landscape painting, and the other side was inscribed with the eight characters "The game is square yet calm, the chess pieces are round yet dynamic" in a flamboyant style.

"This is thirteen thousand. If you really want it, you can have it for ten thousand," the middle-aged man said after thinking for a moment.

The price was significantly higher than Wu Zhixuan had expected. She looked at the folding fan in her hand with reluctance for a long time before finally putting it down.

"Scan the code."

Just then, Yu Shao took out his phone and spoke to the middle-aged man.

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Zhixuan was shocked and quickly said, "Yu Shao, are you crazy? It's too expensive!"

"fine."

Yu Shao shook his head, quickly scanned the code to pay, then picked up the folding fan that Wu Zhixuan had just put down and handed it to her, smiling, "You gave me a bracelet earlier, this is for you."

Wu Zhixuan stared blankly at the folding fan Yu Shao handed her, her mind still reeling. She had thought Yu Shao had bought it for himself, never imagining it was for her.

"No?"

Upon seeing Wu Zhixuan's makeup, Yu Shao, who was about to withdraw the folding fan he had handed her, said, "I don't need it, I'll use it myself."

"I want it!"

Wu Zhixuan quickly snatched the folding fan from Yu Shao's hand, her eyes narrowing into slits with laughter, and said, "Yu Shao, you're so nice! I love you to death!"

"So you actually made five thousand more."

Seeing this, Wu Shuheng took out his phone while muttering to himself, then looked at the middle-aged man and said, "Boss, seven thousand, let's be friends."

Clearly, Wu Shuheng also really liked the folding fan inscribed with "Unmoved by the Eight Winds".

"Row!"

Upon hearing Wu Shuheng's offer of 7,000, the middle-aged man nodded without hesitation. Wu Shunan immediately realized that he hadn't offered enough, but since things had come to this, he had no choice but to obediently scan the code and pay.

After paying, the three of them took the folding fans they had just bought and continued walking forward.

Having finally obtained the chess fan she had been longing for, Wu Zhixuan was overjoyed. She opened the fan and examined it from all angles, liking it more and more with each look, and her smile never faded.

After walking for a while, Wu Zhixuan struck a fanning pose, her face bearing an expression that was completely out of character for her, looking down on everyone else, and asked, "Yu Shao, do I look like a female chess master?"

"It's quite similar."

Yu Shao suppressed a laugh as he replied. Although he didn't feel that Wu Zhixuan holding the folding fan gave off a sense of nonchalance or the ability to wipe out enemy ships with a few words, he found her even more adorable.

"Yes, yes!"

Wu Zhixuan believed it to be true and said triumphantly, "When I become the female chess master, this fan will be the chess master's fan. In a few hundred years, it might even become an antique!"

"Come on, you call yourself a female chess master?"

Wu Shuheng rolled his eyes and retorted, "I think Xu Zijin is more like it. You're no match for her right now."

"Who can't win? Who can't win!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Zhixuan immediately flew into a rage and shouted, "Tell her to come and play a ten-game match with me, and I'll beat her to a pulp!"

"just you?"

Wu Shuheng glanced at Wu Zhixuan with disdain.

"Go to hell!"

Wu Zhixuan flew into a rage, glared fiercely at Wu Shuheng, then turned her head away and ignored him completely.

"Hey, I was just kidding, don't be angry, don't be angry."

Now, Wu Shuheng seemed to realize that Wu Zhixuan was really angry, and even said such vicious words as "go to hell". He quickly chased after her to apologize, but Wu Zhixuan ignored him no matter what.

Wu Shuheng chased after her apologizing, but Wu Zhixuan seemed not to hear him and just kept walking forward.

After walking for a while, Wu Zhixuan suddenly stopped and looked at a storefront on the side of the street. Yu Shao and Wu Shuheng also stopped and looked in the same direction.

To the left of the three people stood a chess hall with antique-style decor, its signboard bearing several large characters—

Phoenix Chess Hall!

　Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)