Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

The timer starts running.

The chess game on the stage officially began.

At first, everyone was watching and absent-mindedly discussing and betting in secret.

No one thought that the outcome of this match would be controversial, and almost everyone thought that it would be a one-sided massacre with no entertainment value. Only Xu Yang in the crowd was watching the match seriously with a look of hatred on his face.

Even the two men in the first row who were just full of hostility were nonchalant.

Wen Can was looking somewhere else in his mind, while Qin Wu was looking at the curtain, but he was leaning with his body tilted and was obviously not interested.

The sound of chess pieces falling on the board seemed inconspicuous amid the low laughter and talking in the audience.

Until the black and white chess pieces fell one after another and gradually filled the chessboard.

Until... ten minutes passed, and not only did No. 3 not suffer a crushing defeat, he didn't even show any sign of decline.

"what happened?"

Someone opened his eyes wide, "Did Yuanye release water?"

"No... The way number three holds the chess pieces is clearly that of an amateur. What is he doing..."

"Yuan Ye must have let her win. Seeing how much money she spent to get the qualification to play against him, she must not have the heart to hurt her fans..."

……

Such statements kept coming up, and the word "letting the water go" could be heard almost everywhere in the audience.

--clatter.

No. 3 placed a piece and then captured one of Yuanye's pieces.

——The buzz about “releasing water” disappeared, and everyone in the darkness turned into stunned quails.

The sound of the moves on the stage suddenly became extremely clear, and each one seemed to be deliberately amplified in everyone's ears.

Qin Wu in the first row sat up straight without realizing it and put down his hands that were supporting his face.

Wen Can also turned his attention to the chessboard because of the unusual silence.

But what he noticed was not the chess game, but the hand holding the black piece - he thought of Ye Kong's hand.

They are all painters, but the undead demon is not wearing bandages.

Although it cannot be seen on the surface, Ye Shiyi, who always says that he has no interest in anything, is actually working very hard on painting.

... His eyes inadvertently swept across the fingers of the undead demon on the curtain again, and a thought flashed through his mind: I didn't do a manicure today, and I look like a normal person, but the veil and mask are still very childish.

Tsk.

I really want to show my mom what her favorite cartoonist looks like.

However, if it were Ms. Chi, even if she saw it with her own eyes, she would only say "As expected of an immortal demon."

But if Ms. Chi saw Ye Shiyi's paintings, she might abandon the immortal demon - she would probably like a special girl like Ye Shiyi very much.

She is beautiful and talented, her mind is full of wonderful ideas, she is kind and independent, and she is profound and lovely, unique in the world...

His mind was wandering, and he thought about the several missed calls he had made.

If Ye Kong really came to Nangang, would he be in Qin's manor now? Or even... would she be in this venue?

……

Thinking of this, Wen Can couldn't help but tilt his head and glanced back——

The lights were dim, and the stage was even darker. All one could see were many figures, some sitting upright, some leaning, and the diamond accessories on people's bodies sparkling even in the dark, and many pairs of faint, glowing eyes.

"Wow--"

Many people exclaimed at the curtain at the same time.

Wen Can withdrew her gaze and it seemed that it was the Undead Demon's turn again. She ate another piece of Yuanye's.

And behind him, in the distance, out of his sight.

The couple who were marveling at the chess game turned around at the same time and asked, "What are you talking about?"

——The guest in the last row withdrew his gaze from the curtain, glanced at them, adjusted the brim of his hat and said calmly: "I'm saying, No. 3 is awesome."

"…I'm just a little bit qualified to play against Yuanye! It's too early to brag about it!"

Unconvinced, the two men swore fiercely: "Number 3 will lose within half an hour!"

……

Watching the two people turn their heads back, the girl glanced at the curtain again and continued to hold up her face to cover her mouth.

In the shadows where no one could see her, she spoke silently, but her words were particularly clear in the headphones on the other side.

"3 horizontally and 7 vertically."

·

The black piece simply and roughly landed in the third column horizontally and the seventh row vertically.

At this moment, Yuanye, who had been playing chess in silence, suddenly spoke.

"I know who you are."

His voice was clearly heard by everyone present in the silence.

Someone in the dark audience held up his face and said coldly, "Don't panic, don't worry."

next second.

As everyone listened attentively, Yuanye made his move and gave the answer: "You are an immortal demon."

——After two seconds of stunned silence, the whole audience suddenly became agitated.

The wilderness is always quiet and even cold.

He did not raise his head to look at the woman opposite him who was clearly not Ye Kong. He lowered his head and said, "I have read your painting "Flowers of the Galaxy" no less than a hundred times since I was a child. My sister and I are both following your recent painting "Stars". Although she doesn't want to admit it, I know she is your fan. In fact, I am too."

·

"10 horizontally and 9 vertically."

The black piece fell again.

·

“I used to want to understand from your works what you are thinking about and what kind of person you are, but later I found that the more I looked at your paintings and your stories, the more I couldn’t understand you—because not only did you paint the illusory but hopeful Milky Way flowers, you also painted the skylarks that struggled for many years but still easily died of despair.”

Bai Zi fell, but Yuan Ye still didn't look up.

"When I read Stone Ruins, I thought you must be a person who was indifferent to the world because of your precocity. When I read Orange Train, I felt that your love for this world was even hotter than a volcano..."

·

"12 horizontally and 3 vertically."

Blackie, click!

·

"It was only recently, after I watched 'The Stars', that I gave up my endless imagination and speculation about you."

Yuan Ye, dressed in a suit and tie and looking like an adult, put down his black pieces.

“Because I found that people change.”

“It’s not that it changes over time, but that at all times, even at the same moment, there are thousands and thousands of faces.”

·

"Horizontal X vertical X."

Black piece falls.

·

"I used to be obsessed with the memory of your work. You may not know that it was the happiest and most carefree period of my life. My most important relatives were also with me, but later they all passed away."

"Fortunately, I found a new family."

"People probably can't keep holding on to memories, because time cannot be reversed. We can't go back to the past, and it's hard for us to move towards the future."

……

"I'm sorry for saying that."

"But, no matter what, thank you for creating those works, which gave me very memorable memories."

"It's also an honor to play chess with you..."

“It’s an honor…”

Yuanye finally raised his head and looked directly at the mask under the exaggerated Nuo face opposite him: "I lost to you."

-

The scene, which had fallen into absolute silence because of his confession, was suddenly thrown into an uproar.

Everyone stared at the screen and realized that a long time had passed without them noticing. There were no pieces left to be placed on the chessboard, but the winner was clear at a glance.

In the darkness, Ye Kong put down his hand, raised his head, and for the first time today, he looked directly at Yuan Ye's masked face on the screen.