frightfiction How did you win in Chapter 1915?
How did you win in Chapter 1915?
Shen Xi only brought 1,000 yuan in cash with her today; the other 5,000 yuan was transferred to Grandpa Lin via her mobile phone.
Before the game even started, a wave of discussion had already begun outside the game.
After the old man threw down his card to admit defeat, Chen Chuan, because of his intense hatred, was given the right to cut in line and sat opposite Grandpa Wang.
Everyone was eager to see him lose and look utterly humiliated.
Grandpa Wang gently blew on the tea leaves in his thermos: "Young man, being impetuous is a good thing, but you have to know your place and be self-aware."
Chen Chuan smiled and said, "Grandpa, you don't have any underlying conditions like heart disease or high blood pressure, do you?"
Grandpa Wang's face darkened: "What do you mean?"
"If I beat you later, and you have another episode, we need to agree beforehand that I will not be responsible."
Grandpa Wang was so angry that he slammed his thermos down: "I, Wang Qianjin, have said it here and now, I don't care..."
"Grandpa, wait a minute." Chen Chuan took out his phone and started recording: "Grandpa, start talking now, and I'll record it."
Grandpa Wang glared and puffed out his beard: "You brat..."
"Grandpa, you're not afraid to speak up, are you? We're playing chess, but we have to be responsible. If you can't handle losing, just admit defeat now, and I won't ask for 88,000; just give me a round number like 90,000..."
Holy crap, you can round things up like that? I've never seen anything like it.
This couple is infuriating.
The onlookers shouted, "Old Wang, beat them to a pulp!"
"I feel uncomfortable just looking at this kid's face. Let's beat him up!"
"You're not just uncomfortable with other people's faces, you're just jealous, aren't you?"
"Go to hell, who are you on?"
"Just telling the truth."
Well, before it even started, Chen Chuan's face had already stirred up internal conflicts. He really is a femme fatale.
Fortunately, there were still people who remembered the important matter, and they continued to shout at Grandpa Wang: "Old Wang, let them know what it means to be an old fox!"
Grandpa Wang was furious, but he calmed down and said, "Fine, I'll record it for you."
So he had Chen Chuan record a disclaimer on his phone.
Chen Chuan put away his phone with satisfaction and shrugged: "Come on."
The atmosphere of challenge reached its peak immediately.
Grandpa Wang spat and said, "What do you mean, 'come here'? Did you pay the challenge fee? Three hundred yuan!! Don't think that just because you've made me angry, I'll forget about it."
Old men these days are really shrewd.
Chen Chuan glanced at Shen Xi, who glared at him. Very well, the couple were at it again.
"Give it to me!"
"Give it to me!!"
"I provide the brains, you provide the money, it's fair."
"Did I put up the bet?"
"Without me as the 1, all the 0s you have are useless."
"Can you……"
Grandpa Wang put down his teacup and said, "Can you guys even manage? If you can't, then move aside. There are people waiting in the back."
Shen Xi glared at Chen Chuan, but in the end, she reluctantly took out another three hundred yuan.
She planned to deduct it from his money later!
Don't ask them why they are so rich yet still so calculating. It's their innate personality, and they can't change it. It has nothing to do with how much money they have.
No matter how much money a person has, a stingy person will still be stingy. Besides, this is just a hobby that the couple enjoys doing; consider it a special interest of wealthy people.
Finally, I can play chess again.
This match attracted more attention than any other, and the number of onlookers grew. Some elderly men even took out their phones to call people over to watch the game, and those who did couldn't resist placing bets as well.
As the gambling king's grandpa won more and more, Grandpa Lin couldn't stop smiling.
Shen Xi was very happy that no one was optimistic about Chen Chuan; it always gives one a sense of satisfaction to eat alone.
Over there, Chen Chuan and Grandpa Wang were already playing chess, taking turns moving their pieces.
Although there are only 32 pieces in Chinese chess, the atmosphere of fierce competition between the Chu River and the Han Border cannot be concealed. The black and red pieces each have their own way.
Chen Chuan is the challenger and plays black, making the first move.
His chess style is steady and methodical, neither reckless nor aggressive. He seems to be someone who has only been learning chess for a year or two and is still exploring and learning in everything he does.
They even lost a car and a cannon because they were too cautious.
The cold smile on Grandpa Wang's lips was already blatant. As a seasoned veteran, his chess moves were extremely sharp, and his aggressive mentality was very strong. He captured several of Chen Chuan's pieces right from the start.
It appears that the game is one-sided.
The onlookers couldn't help but start discussing it.
"I thought he was some kind of formidable opponent, but this is all? I could beat him much better."
"Who says otherwise? Look, all the cannons have been captured. Next, it'll be time for Grandpa Wang to get his horse."
"These young people nowadays, tsk tsk tsk, they play a few games online and think they're something special, looking down on us old folks. They should know that when it comes to chess, we're the ones who have to watch out for them."
"How many minutes do you think Old Man Wang will finish this fight this time?"
"The fastest it used to be was five minutes, but I estimate it won't even last five minutes."
"It'll be here soon."
……
They talked as they pleased, but Chen Chuan seemed completely unaffected, continuing to play his game as he pleased.
But it was clear that Grandpa Wang had the upper hand, and his offensive became increasingly fierce, pressing forward relentlessly.
Having captured many of Chen Chuan's pieces, the outcome seemed quite clear.
However, the fight didn't end in five minutes as the onlookers had predicted. The match dragged on for quite a while, lasting five minutes, ten minutes, and fifteen minutes.
Grandpa Wang's calls for food grew louder and louder, the "slap slap" sounds as he ate the pieces also grew louder, and the smug look on his face deepened.
Chen Chuan kept losing important pieces: cannons, chariots, horses...
Just when everyone thought he was doomed to lose, he suddenly moved an inconspicuous piece.
"General."
Grandpa Wang's face stiffened, and then he saw that a pawn had actually checkmated him.
What... happened? When did this happen?
He quickly moved his general, but then Chen Chuan moved his horse and called out again, "General!"
In the square, the red general is in a dilemma.
Grandpa Wang held his prize piece, his face changing color from red to black, then from black to white. After a long while, he abandoned it.
"I lost."
The crowd was in an uproar.
What exactly happened? How did he lose? Wasn't the situation looking great? This young man had been losing the whole game, completely falling apart. When did he turn the tables and win?
Not to mention the bystanders, even Grandpa Wang was completely baffled by the loss; he lost before he could even react.
He doesn't agree!
"Come again."
Chen Chuan reached out and stopped his hand from setting up the chess pieces: "Grandpa, what about the promised 88,000?"
Grandpa Wang gritted his teeth, then gritted them again: "Let's play one more round. If you beat me, I'll give you the money."
Chen Chuan smiled and asked, "When you played chess with someone before, could you also play another game?"