Dad, please try harder

On the bus back, Qian Quan briefly reviewed the chess game played by the two old men. He found that as long as he closed his eyes, the chess game could clearly appear in his mind.

This is undoubtedly a newly added ability after obtaining the "Master Level Chess Skill". I used to play blind chess with Ding Linlang, and everything went into chaos after just a few moves. Now, everything has become very simple, just like his graduating class mathematics teacher Void

It's the same as explaining three-dimensional geometry through gestures, even making three auxiliary lines without any confusion.

A feeling of sudden enlightenment.

He even had the confidence to play blind chess with his father, Uncle Ding and Ding Linlang at the same time and defeat them one by one.

The surge in strength increased his belief in victory, because the stronger the ability, the more confident he is.

When I got home, I saw my father sitting on the sofa watching the news broadcast. He asked knowingly: "Dad, how was the game today?"

Qian Wenlin glanced at his son and said calmly: "Win three games in a row and join the team."

"As expected," Qian Quan flattered him, "How about we try again?"

Qian Quan wants to try his "master-level chess skills" at what rank.

"Your mother will prepare the meal soon." Qian Wenlin was still looking at the TV, but then he changed his mind, "The next game is fine too. I'm in good chess now, so I guess it won't take long to beat you."

"Okay." Qian Quan quickly went to get the chess piece.

The two men quickly arranged the arrangement, and Qian Quan left first as usual.

Qian Wenlin, who originally thought the fight would be over quickly, frowned slightly after taking about ten steps. On the contrary, Qian Quan became more relaxed as he got lower.

"Is this the end of a strong crossbow?" Qian Wenlin muttered to himself.

Qian Quan knew for sure that his current chess ability was indeed far superior to that of his father, even though his father gave him this ability.

After walking a few more steps, Qian Wenlin fell into deep thought. After thinking for about three minutes, he said, "Reconciliation?"

"Yeah." Qian Quan agreed readily.

Just as I was about to put another plate on the table, my mother’s voice came from the kitchen: “It’s time to eat!”

The two men quickly cleared away the chessboard and went to wash their hands and eat.

At the dinner table, my mother asked Qian Quan about working at KFC, and Qian Quan told the truth: "What I do is easy to learn, and there is an old man to help me. The salary is 10 yuan an hour, 8 hours a day."

"Can you eat those things in the store for free?" Dad asked.

"No, you still have to pay for it, but we have a discount. If you go to eat, I can also order it for you directly through the discount channel without having to issue additional coupons."

Listening to their son's description, Qian Wenlin and Yang Yuhua showed expressions of relief on their faces.

Qian Wenlin took advantage of Qian Quan's break in the kitchen to serve food and said to his wife: "Have you ever felt that Shitou suddenly grew up after he got the college admission notice?"

Yang Yuhua shook his head: "No, he will always be a child in my eyes."

Qian Wenlin smiled without comment.

After dinner, Qian Wenlin asked Qian Quan to play chess again. He was still a little concerned about the forced draw.

Qian Quan also wants to be his father's whetstone, allowing him to experience high-end games in advance, hoping it will be helpful to his game.

The father and son set off to fight again.

Qian Quan asked his father to leave first, but his father waved his hand and refused: "You can go."

Qian Quan no longer refuses and takes action seriously.

After about twenty moves, Qian Wenlin picked up a chess piece with his right hand, but did not drop it immediately. He pondered for nearly half a minute, breathed out softly, and said, "Let's reset the game."

In this game, Qian Wenlin was no longer polite, took the lead, and his expression became particularly serious, truly treating his son as an opponent.

Qian Quan responded calmly, showing off every move he had made, and trying his best to show his father the subtle chess moves in his mind.

After walking more than 20 steps, Qian Wenlin stopped and said "weird" in confusion. After walking a few more steps, it was Qian Quan's turn. He did not move and asked slowly: "Dad, do you still want to go back down?"

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Qian Wenlin put the chess piece in his hand on the chessboard and said with a smile: "No more."

Qian Quan quietly collected the chess pieces without saying a word.

"Why did you suddenly become enlightened?" Qian Wenlin looked at his son.

"Because of the chess record you bought." Qian Quan made a pun.

Qian Wenlin smiled and nodded: "This kind of thing is not common, but it has happened. If you are lucky and follow the trend, it is difficult to stop it."

Qian Quan smiled modestly.

"When I go to university, there will be a chess competition. If you want to participate, you can participate, but don't be too attached to things other than chess. Keep a normal mind, and then remember two sentences: do nothing without doing anything, and be merciful to others.

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"Yes, I remember." Qian Quan nodded.

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Before going to bed at night, Qian Quan habitually logs into the small account "Zhidaoren" to check the group messages.

He saw someone in the group asking what Ding Linlang finally gave Fa Xiao as a birthday gift. Ding Linlang answered truthfully, and then the group exploded again. Book friends all said that the watch meant "confession".

Ding Linlang had no choice but to reply, "The watch I gave you is only for telling time," and hurriedly logged off.

Qian Quan smiled and shook his head, thinking, there are so many people with so many imaginations.

The next morning, Qian Quan went to work after breakfast.

There were not many customers in the store in the morning, so he was assigned to clear the tables and clean up in the lobby.

At 11 o'clock, people started to come in one after another. The lunch rush was coming, so the money was transferred to the front desk for cashier.

Half an hour later, three long lines had formed.

As a newbie, Qian Quan's speed was a bit slow after all. In his queue, a male customer in his thirties shouted loudly: "Can you hurry up? It's a grind."

The manager next to him explained to Qian Quan: "Sorry, everyone, he is a newbie."

The male customer was still dissatisfied: "Why do you want to use a newbie? It wastes everyone's time! If it can't be done, just replace it!"

Before the manager could continue to explain, someone from the team answered: "If you think it's slower here, you can change to another team. What's the fuss about? Besides, which veteran is not a newbie?"

Hearing this voice, Qian Quan, who had been ordering carefully, looked up and found that Ding Linlang was standing in the middle of the queue, pretending to be a passerby and a customer, speaking up for him.

Qian Quan suddenly felt happy.

The manager took advantage of the situation and said: "I'm really sorry, brother, there aren't that many people in the store. It's peak time at noon. Please be considerate to each other."

Then he said to Qian Quan in a serious tone: "Xiao Qian, please go faster!"

"Okay." Qian Quan responded, ignoring the male customer's complaints throughout the process.

After a while it was Ding Linlang's turn. After placing her order, she deliberately praised her money and power: "Brother, your service attitude is so good!"

"Thank you for the compliment." Qian Quan was extremely happy, but still maintained a professional attitude on his face.

However, this happiness did not last long and was soon interrupted by two other customers.

They are also acquaintances.

Sun Shaokang and Song Xi.

"Qian Quan?" Sun Shaokang's eyes lit up when he saw Qian Quan working as a waiter.

"Excuse me, what do you want?" Qian Quan had no time to reminisce with them.

"A family bucket, and two strawberry sundaes." Sun Shaokang said, putting his arms around Song Xi's waist, "Baby, do you want anything else?"

"No, that's enough." Song Xi shook his head calmly.

Qian Quan quickly prepared meals for them.

Before Sun Shaokang withdrew his hand from Song Xi's waist to carry the dinner plate, he deliberately touched Song Xi's pert buttocks in front of Qian Quan, smiled nonchalantly and said to Qian Quan, "Let's talk later."

Even though Qian Quan has let go of Song Xi now, he still feels uncomfortable, that kind of disillusionment that "the goddess you once thought was someone you can play with casually".

At 1:30 noon, Qian Quan changed his shift and went to have dinner.

He ordered a double-decker beef burger set meal for himself. When he was looking for a seat, he found that Ding Linlang hadn't left yet, sitting in a corner and typing on his laptop.

His tall and handsome figure is bathed in the afternoon sun, and his whole body exudes serious and focused charm.

Qian Quan walked over and sat down opposite her: "Why haven't you gone back yet?"

After Ding Linlang finished typing a paragraph, she raised her head and said, "I'll wait until you get off work."

"I don't get off work until six o'clock."

"Then let's have dinner at six o'clock."

"Okay, I'll treat you to some pickled fish."

After eating the burger and chatting with Ding Linlang for a while, Qian Quan continued to go to work.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Qian Quan got off work on time, changed into work clothes and left the store with Ding Linlang.

After leaving the door, I was about to walk towards "Fish You Together" when I saw a few people gathering at the door of Wanghuai Hotel next door to play chess.

"Go take a look?" Ding Linlang suggested.

"Um."

The two walked over.

Today, the old man next door, holding a cattail leaf fan and with a bare forehead, is guarding the ring. He has won several games in a row and is unstoppable.

After easily defeating the opponent in front of him, no one dared to challenge him anymore. Everyone laughed and stayed away.

"Who else is coming?"

The old man had a nice smile, but his sharp edge was revealed, and he spoke arrogant words in a kind tone.

"I'll try."

Ding Linlang, who was aroused to be competitive, stuffed her computer bag into Qian Quan's arms and sat down opposite the uncle.

"She's a little girl, not bad."

The uncle cheerfully gestured to Ding Linlang with his cattail fan, "You can go first."

Ding Linlang still started with a quick and decisive fighting strategy, but the uncle had obviously seen strong winds and waves before, and he walked calmly and calmly with a smile on his face.

After walking about fifteen or sixteen steps, Ding Linlang was defeated.

"I still need to practice more." The uncle said with a smile.

"Yeah." Ding Linlang didn't take it seriously and stood up casually.

"Everyone is too polite today..." The uncle shook his cattail leaf fan and looked proud.

"Let me try it too." Qian Quan sat down with a smile.

The uncle glanced at him and asked, "Do you want me to give you two sons?"

"No need, we can handle it." Qian Quan quickly put the chess pieces in place.

The uncle was happy when he heard this and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll see how you can handle it, let's go."

Qian Quan didn't refuse and reached out to make a move.

The first few moves were pretty good, both of them did not stagnate and moved like the wind.

After ten steps, the cattail leaf fan in the uncle's hand stopped, and his speed obviously slowed down.

After walking five or six more steps, Qian Quan stood up with a smile: "I accept."

The uncle looked at the chessboard, was stunned for a few seconds, and then slapped his forehead: "I was careless, and you unexpectedly attacked me. Let's play another game?"

"We're going to have dinner, tomorrow." Qian Quan made a gesture to leave.

"Are you sure you will come tomorrow?"

"Sure, I work at KFC next door."

"That's it, I'll wait for you here tomorrow."

The uncle is obviously still satisfied with his defeat and is unwilling to accept it.