Reborn to enter the entertainment industry, the licking dog ex-husband rolls aside

Seeing that Liu Jianxin was immersed in playing chess again, Shu Weiming had no choice but to take Xia Qingluo to ask other masters.

He also had some understanding of the skills of other sects and selected a few that were more suitable for Xia Qingluo.

Although many people can see that Xia Qingluo has good physique, once they see Xia Qingluo's face, they will feel that such a pretty girl, who is still hanging around in the entertainment industry, a very impetuous place, is not suitable for learning martial arts.

Learning martial arts is a discipline for self-cultivation and it is a lifelong learning experience.

They don't want to be celebrities who come to learn martial arts for the sake of hype, nor do they want to waste their energy on teaching a student who only gets interested for a short period of time.

Shu Weiming sat on a stone pier and comforted him, "Don't worry, it's normal that you can't find a master right away. These old guys are either masters from hidden sects or masters who have already become famous."

"My uncle Liu Jianxin, once had a wealthy martial arts fanatic come up to the mountain and offer five million to learn his sword skills, but my uncle was unwilling to teach him."

Xia Qingluo looked at the mountains and rivers below and smiled, "It's okay. I'll probably have to shoot here for a month anyway. I'll come up here every day and hang out. I'll always run into someone I'm meant to meet."

"Damn, that old man is here again." Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted.

All eyes were looking towards the stairs to the south.

An old man wearing a washed-out army green T-shirt came over with his hands behind his back and a smile on his face. “Is there anyone who wants to play chess with me today?”

Everyone looked away, not wanting to pay any attention to Qi Yunhe.

The old man who had finished playing chess with Liu Jianxin stood up and gave up his position, "Old Liu, you are the only one here who can handle him."

Qi Yunhe immediately sat in front of Liu Jianxin, "Today we still follow the old rules, one game of chess, food and lodging for a day."

"By the way, the chicken drumsticks in your kitchen yesterday were over-braised and too salty."

"It's free and yet you're so picky." Liu Jianxin exhaled through his nose and tidied up his chessboard.

A group of masters at the level of sect leaders gathered together to watch the chess game.

Shu Weiming asked a fellow Taoist, "What's the situation with the old man?"

The Taoist friend was a middle-aged man, but he also had a long black and white beard. "The old man's name is Qi Yunhe. About two months ago, he came up the mountain to play chess with the uncles. The bet was a day's food and lodging."

"Three to five games a day, after two months, Mr. Qi's free accommodation time has been extended to half a year. Mr. Qi has lived in the dormitories of all the sects here."

"We are now beginning to wonder if that old man is some retired chess master who came to the mountain just to eat and drink for free."

After all, Lingxiao Peak has pleasant scenery, a group of martial arts masters on the mountain, adequate security, and Taoist doctors who can treat any illness. It is definitely the best place for retirement.

Xia Qingluo squinted his eyes and looked at Qi Yunhe for a long time. He had never seen him before, but the name sounded familiar.

She picked up her phone, took a photo, and opened the browser to view the image.

A message from a middle-aged man named Yu Yunhe popped up.

Yu Yunhe, a famous Chinese chess master, has won many national chess championships: National Chess Masters Championship, National Chess Individual Championship, Asian Chess Championship Team Championship member...

The facial features of Yu Yunhe's photo are exactly the same as those of the old man in the army green T-shirt in front of him, like a photo of him when he was young.

Xia Qingluo looked at this series of award records and finally remembered who Qi Yunhe was.

At that time, she participated in an online chess competition and won the second place. Her opponent's ID was Qi Yunhe.

Later, she won the championship.

Xia Qingluo handed over the phone, "He is indeed a chess master."

The middle-aged Taoist friend leaned over to look at the phone and slapped his thigh, "Oh my god, no wonder Master Liu has been invincible here, but he is still abused by Master Qi!"

Shu Weiming was also a chess fan. He instantly became interested and pulled Xia Qingluo over to watch the game.

The chess game has reached a stalemate.

Liu Jianxin's face was as black as ink. He tightly grasped the white beard on his chin and cursed several times in his heart.

It's this mess again!

In the past two months, Qi Yunhe has been using this killer move to suppress him.

He also secretly studied it for a long time, but still couldn't find a way to crack this game of chess.

He even asked his disciple Zhang Jing to search for this endgame on the Internet, and the result was that this was one of the seven unsolved endgames in the world, and no one has solved it yet.

Xia Qingluo and Shu Weiming could not squeeze into this group of highly skilled martial arts masters and could only stand on the stone bench and watch from afar.

Shu Weiming shook his head and sighed, "As expected of a chess master, this game is truly flawless."

Xia Qingluo's eyes flickered slightly, and he seemed very familiar with this game of chess.

This is Qi Yunhe's signature killer move. With this killer move alone, he can defeat many masters.

However, in that online chess competition, she broke this killer move and won the game.

"General." Qi Yunhe gently placed a piece down and grinned, "Old Liu, another day of free food and lodging."

Qi Yunhe hooked his fingers and said, "Subtracting today, there should be 62 days left with free food and lodging."

Liu Jianxin's face was very stiff. He rubbed his eyebrows and wondered whether he should add some laxatives to this guy's food to make him feel euphoric for three days.

Qi Yunhe put his legs on the stone bench, like a leisurely old man in the park. He glanced around and provoked everyone present in a casual tone.

"Old Liu, I've played the most games with you here, and I know your moves best. If you hire some fresh help, maybe you can win."

That's what it says.

But who on Lingxiao Peak can defeat him?

These old chess players can't beat him, let alone the young apprentices.

There was an old man who was standing in front of Xia Qingluo and the others. When he heard the secret that Qi Yunhe was a chess master, he immediately shouted that something was wrong.

"This old man is a chess master!"

Qi Yunhe's expression changed, he glared at the bald man, and cursed in his heart: It will be difficult to fool them if I reveal my identity.

Liu Jianxin pointed at Qi Yunhe and shouted, "You are a chess master?"

Qi Yunhe pointed at his washed-out army green T-shirt and said, "If I were a chess master, how could I wear something so tattered and shamelessly come to the mountain to eat and drink for free?"

The old man next to him slapped his thigh and said, "You changed into this outfit on purpose to fool us!"

"After all this time, he turned out to be a chess master. No wonder he bullied us for two months."

"Damn it, I was wondering why I couldn't beat this old Deng, it turns out he's a chess master!"

Just as a few old men were cursing, a voice as pleasant as a silver bell came from the side.

"Master Liu, if I can help you defeat Master Qi, can you teach me martial arts?"

In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on Xia Qingluo like iron needles attracted by a magnet.

The girl had a ponytail and wore a rose-red T-shirt and light blue jeans, which made her skin look fair and full of youthful vitality. She was out of place among the group of old men who were either wearing Taoist robes or white training suits.

Some of the old men frowned, while others regarded it as a joke.

"Isn't this the little girl who wanted to become my disciple just now? She can also play chess?"

"What does a little girl know about chess? Is she here to cause trouble?"

"Just now I thought the girl had good aptitude and was considering taking her as my disciple, but now it seems that she is a bit arrogant and impetuous."

"Young people are like this nowadays. What's the word for that?"

The middle-aged Taoist friend next to him interrupted, "It's social incompetence, uncle."

"Yes, yes, this little girl is probably suffering from social incompetence. Just watch it for fun."

Shu Weiming's temples were throbbing. He held Xia Qingluo back and said in a low voice, "What are you doing? Just follow your previous pace and go up the mountain every day to show your face. Let these uncles see your perseverance, and maybe they will accept you as their apprentice."

"If you try to stand out now, it will only make them feel less favorable towards you."

After all, China regards modesty as a virtue, and few people like those who are overly conceited.

Xia Qingluo tilted his body and lowered his voice, "It's okay, I've seen this endgame before."