Wen Xin could understand Xiao Hong's evaluation of Yu Qing's chess skills. She had seen the two play chess, and Yu Qing really couldn't beat Xiao Hong.
To be honest, she was doubtful about this.
It’s not that I look down on Xiao Hong because he is a servant, but that servants really don’t have much time for themselves. Whether it’s to make a living or because they work too hard, playing chess, a slow and leisurely way, is really not suitable for people who don’t have time for themselves.
In the final analysis, there is little contact, not enough study and experience in this area, and the chess skills are naturally not that high, not to mention that this thing really requires brains.
Therefore, she was dubious about Xiaohong being able to win over the person whose identity she suspected, but she couldn't see any flaws, so it was natural that Yu Qing lost.
Based on this, it is indeed possible that Yu Qing cannot defeat Yu Wenyuan.
But when it comes to chess skills based on status, she doesn't think Yu Wenyuan can beat Yu Qing.
One is a veteran in the literary world, and the other is probably the most talented person in the world. In terms of status, I'm afraid the latter has a greater chance of winning.
These two people were sitting together playing chess. One was her fiancé and the other was probably a man she admired. She was still a little surprised.
So he forgot about being shy for a moment, and hurried to the door, but did not dare to look at the door. Finally, he walked to the window, gently pushed open a window, and could see the two people playing chess in the pavilion.
She was naturally familiar with Yu Qing. She took a few more glances at the other man in green shirt. Now she could only see a side profile, not the whole picture, but she could also see a bit of decent elegance and well-bred manners. Displayed.
Xiaohong walked to the side and laughed, "Miss, have you seen that Mr. Yuwen is pretty good."
"Don't talk nonsense." Wen Xin scolded shyly.
"Okay, if we don't serve tea, the housekeeper will have to reprimand me again. Oh, that Ah Qing, look back and see how I teach him a lesson." Xiaohong snorted and left quickly, not forgetting to close the door to the study. I know the lady is still shy.
Wen Xin continued to watch secretly in the study room, and she saw Yu Wenyuan was hesitant in his movements, while Yu Qing gave her a sense of decisiveness. After the other party made a move in deep thought, Yu Qing followed closely with a snap. The move was made at a very fast speed, which was very different from playing chess with Xiaohong before.
This made her vaguely aware that something was wrong, and she really wanted to go over and see what a fierce battle between the two would be like, but she was really embarrassed.
Xiaohong, who had made tea, came to the pavilion with a tray and offered a cup of tea to the guest Yu Wenyuan, "Young master, please use tea."
However, Yu Wenyuan's attention was completely focused on the chessboard. He didn't hear it at all and naturally ignored it.
Xiao Hong was a little surprised, and then offered tea to Wen Kui, "Please take care of the tea."
Wen Kui nodded and nodded without looking away from the chessboard. He had already sat down and was paying close attention to the situation on the chessboard.
Yu Qing looked at Xiao Hong eagerly, but the latter rolled his eyes at him. There was only tea for Yu Wenyuan and Wen Kui, not for him, Yu Qing.
Xiao Hong, who put down the tray and stood aside, suddenly felt that something was wrong. After scanning the three people present, he realized what was wrong. The manager and Mr. Yuwen were already concentrating on the chessboard without any distractions, but this guy A Qing was still there. I have the intention to look pitifully at her.
what happened? Xiao Hong immediately took a closer look and found that the chess board seemed to be the same as the one she played with Yu Qing before. After a rough calculation of the number of chess pieces on the chess board, it was definitely a continuation of the game she played with Yu Qing. Otherwise, she would fall behind in a short time. Not so much.
Looking at the chess game again, the situation seems to have undergone earth-shaking changes. She had a slight upper hand before, but now she is completely at a disadvantage in Yu Wenyuan's hands, and is in danger.
Xiao Hong was secretly surprised and couldn't help but look at Yu Wenyuan a few more times. He couldn't even win A Qing's stinky chess game? Suddenly I felt that Mr. Yuwen's chess skills were not as good-looking as his appearance.
The chess game was about to be decided. She didn't know what happened, but Wen Kui, who was watching, frowned.
As a bystander from beginning to end, Wen Kui knew deeply what Yu Wenyuan went through. It was a catastrophe and earth-shaking!
At the beginning of the game, Yu Wenyuan still had a slight advantage. He didn't want to take advantage of Yu Qing, he just took over Xiaohong's game and continued.
After the substitution, as the two sides competed, and as Yu Qing quickly dropped one piece after another, the chess game gradually changed.
What were originally sunspots in the nest gradually evolved into hidden killers.
The hand that dropped the black stones one by one was like a lotus step by step, turning the chess game upside down and creating waves of turmoil, gradually killing the white stones and leaving them unable to resist.
First, the smile on Yu Wenyuan's face disappeared, and then the calmness and calmness in his words and deeds also disappeared, and the needle in his hand moved slower and slower.
Until this moment, Yu Wenyuan, who was hesitant, was already breaking out in a cold sweat.
After a while, the helpless Yu Wenyuan raised his head, gave Yu Qing a forced smile, and said eagerly: "How about another game?"
The tone was more like pleading, but also unwilling.
Everyone knows the meaning of this sentence, which is to admit defeat.
Mr. Yuwen lost? Xiao Hong was stunned. Although she also saw that Yu Wenyuan was destined to lose, she still found it difficult to accept the result. Young Master Yu Wen actually lost to A Qing? The future male protagonist is actually not as good as Ah Qing?
Yu Qing had no objection to the guest's request. It would be better to say that it was a wish.
At the beginning, he didn't know Yu Wenyuan's depth, so he was quite cautious. As the old saying goes, he knows that he should be pretty good at chess, but after all, there are not many people he has played against, and there is no telling what is going on, and maybe he will encounter it.
Later, he discovered that Yu Wenyuan was nothing more than that. If he had another chance, he would naturally not want to be polite.
Of course, he still looked at the housekeeper Wen Kui, asking for his attitude.
Wen Kui frowned. To be honest, he could see it from this half game. Yu Qing rose against the trend, turned the tide against the trend, and finally reversed the situation. This is the real master. Yu Wenyuan didn't even know it. He is no match for Yu Qing, his chess skills are too far apart.
Even if you have the upper hand, you still lose, and you have to make another plan to kill again. Isn't this looking for excitement?
However, Yu Wenyuan, who plays chess, does not think so. He thinks that the reason why he lost like this has a lot to do with the fact that the first half of the game was not his own layout. If he started over, he would be familiar with the situation and it might not be certain who would win.
Looking at Yu Wenyuan's appearance, Wen Kui sighed softly. He probably understood the other party's mood. If he didn't let him kill him again, he would probably not be willing to do so.
After thinking about it, I already lost anyway, so it didn't matter if I lost one more time, so I didn't say anything.
Seeing that he remained silent, Yu Qing nodded and said, "Okay."
The two of them quickly picked up the pieces. Yu Wenyuan raised his sleeves to wipe the fine beads of sweat on his forehead and face while picking up. He was breathing longer, as if he was trying to regain his mind.
Xiao Hong, who was holding the tray, retreated slightly and quickly returned to the study.
I opened the door and saw that the young lady was still watching at the window. I didn't know if she could see clearly. I immediately closed the door and passed by, reminding: "Miss, Ah Qing..." It was a bit hard to say.
Wen Xin: "I see, Yu Wenyuan lost."
Xiaohong walked to her side and muttered, "Master Yuwen played in a chess game where I had the upper hand, and actually lost. It seems that Master Yuwen doesn't usually play chess, so Ah Qing took advantage. The visitor is a guest, Ah Qing doesn’t understand any etiquette, let’s see how I deal with him later.”
"A chess game in which you had the upper hand?" Wen Xin's mind flashed through the words written by Yu Qing. One picture was true, the other false. She couldn't help but shake her head slightly, "Do you really think A Qing couldn't beat you before? He just didn't want to It’s just to win you. He deliberately let you win, and he let you win without showing any trace. Don’t talk about you, even I couldn’t see the flaw before. It can be seen that his chess ability is very high, and it is far higher than ours. His talent Let us not see it. Yu Wenyuan..."
When she mentioned this name, her expression was a little complicated. She paused for a moment before saying, "If A Qing doesn't want to let him, he can't win."
She was deeply impressed by the scene just now. The appearance of the old god Ah Qing was there, but Yu Wenyuan was sweating. He even lost his grace and raised his sleeves to wipe the sweat. Let me ask, there is such a difference. If Ah Qing doesn't want Yu Wenyuan to win, what can Yu Wenyuan do to win?
If she had wanted to go out to see how the two of them were doing before, then she didn't want to go out now for fear of embarrassing Yu Wenyuan.
Xiaohong's eyes widened, "Oh, how can Ah Qing be as powerful as the lady said?"
Wen Xin raised his chin slightly and said, "See for yourself. The way he plays chess now is the same as the way he plays chess with you?"
Xiao Hong immediately opened the window in front of her a little. After being reminded to take a look, she realized that something was wrong. Yu Qing was playing fast chess. Yu Wenyuan was considering his move, and Yu Qing followed up without hesitation. , and then slowly waited for Yu Wenyuan to think about it, occasionally looking around distractedly, and most of the time he seemed to be leisurely looking at Yu Wenyuan opposite him to admire.
Xiaohong discovered that it was really different from when she played. At that time, Aqing was often indecisive, scratching his head and ears in worry...
In the pavilion, Wen Kui finally thought of picking up the tea cup and taking a sip of tea, while observing the two players left and right.
At the beginning of a new game, Yu Wenyuan, who had corrected his mentality, was making moves in a relatively rhythmic and unhurried manner. However, as there were more and more stones on the chessboard, the speed of Yu Wenyuan's moves became faster and faster. Slower.
I began to sweat slightly on my forehead again. I sent a piece of stone this way, but it couldn't fall. I sent it that way, but I didn't dare to drop it. After finally falling, I didn't even recover, and I didn't even have a hand. Lifting it up completely, it fell down easily with a snap on the other side, leaving him no chance to breathe and keeping him in the same state.
This was the first time that Yu Wenyuan met someone playing chess like this, and the feeling of oppression brought to him was too strong.
The reason why Wen Kui had the leisure to drink tea was because he was distracted from the chess game, and because he discovered a problem. When Yu Qing was able to kill, he often let Yu Wenyuan go. Is this what he wanted to do?
Feeling this, Wen Kui felt relieved a lot.
As everyone knows, Yu Qing is not so kind. He wants to make Yu Wenyuan want to live but not die. He wants Yu Wenyuan to be in this state of torture all the time. If he doesn't "bury" Yu Wenyuan alive today, he feels I'm sorry that I have been a servant in Yuyuan these days.
