Chapter 430: The Fan of the Female Chess Master
Seeing that Yu Shao hadn't taken the bracelet yet, Wu Zhixuan suddenly looked sad and asked in disappointment, "Ah? You don't like it? It looks really nice..."
"No, I quite like it."
Yu Shao finally came to his senses, shook his head, took the Go bracelet from Wu Zhixuan, smiled, and said, "Thank you."
"You're welcome!"
Seeing Yu Shao take the bracelet, Wu Zhixuan's eyes suddenly turned into crescent moons. She quickly reached out to help Yu Shao put it on, saying, "Let me help you put it on and see."
Yu Shao looked down and saw Wu Zhixuan's hands were white and tender, but without much flesh. They were slender and long. When they touched his wrist, he could feel the coolness of Wu Zhixuan's fingertips.
Although Wu Zhixuan has some calluses on her index and middle fingers due to playing chess and reading chess scores, it does not affect her appearance at all. It can be said to be a benefit for hand control.
Wu Zhixuan didn't notice Yu Shao's gaze lingering on her hand at all. She quickly helped Yu Shao put on the bracelet, then looked at it carefully for a while, then grabbed Yu Shao's wrist and looked at the bracelet in the sunlight.
Afterwards, Wu Zhixuan nodded with great satisfaction: "As expected of me, it looks really good and suits you very well. You must wear it when playing chess in the future so that I can share my luck with you!"
"OK."
Yu Shao examined the bracelet on his hand and found it was indeed very beautiful. He smiled and said, "It's a waste of money."
"It's okay, it's just a small amount of money. As long as you like it, good luck in the World Championship!"
Wu Zhixuan waved her hand nonchalantly, as if she didn't care at all about the bracelet that cost 4,900 yuan.
If Yu Shao didn't know Wu Zhixuan well enough, he would have almost believed it.
"I say, in your life till now, have you ever bought anything for your brother?"
At this time, Wu Shuheng said quietly: "Inviting me to drink a cup of milk tea is like asking for your life."
"Are you worthy of it? Yu Shao is going to play in the World Championship, and the Phoenix Yu Fei has a good meaning. You should first enter the title match." Wu Zhixuan snorted.
"Really? If I make it to the World Championship, will you buy me a bracelet worth 4,900?" Wu Shuheng was extremely moved. He seemed to finally see the hope of getting something for his stingy sister, so he asked quickly.
"Um……"
Wu Zhixuan walked forward, tilting her head. She seemed to think carefully for a moment before finally saying, "I can buy you some milk tea! A large one!"
Hearing this, Wu Shuheng rolled his eyes to the sky.
The three of them continued to walk forward, strolling as they went. Along the way, no matter what strange things Wu Zhixuan saw, she would stop and look at them again and again, without asking the price, but just looking at them over and over again.
“Here, here!”
Soon, Wu Zhixuan waved and pulled Yu Shao and Wu Shuheng to a stall selling chess pieces, squatted down, and stroked the chess pieces repeatedly.
"Yu Shao, this is pretty good!"
Wu Zhixuan picked up a chess piece from the stall and dropped it onto the chessboard. When she heard the crisp sound of the piece dropping, she exclaimed in surprise, "This sound is better than ordinary chess pieces!"
"Beauty, of course. Our chess pieces are made of fine stones. If you like them, buy two boxes." The old man in front of the stall immediately started to make arrangements enthusiastically when he saw that there was business.
"Never mind, let me take a look."
Wu Zhixuan quickly shook her head, then turned to look at the stall opposite. She stood up and walked towards the stall opposite, not forgetting to call out to Yu Shao and the others: "Come over here."
Wu Zhixuan was a talkative person, chattering away all the time, never stopping. Yu Shao was a quiet person, but he actually didn't find it noisy.
Watching Wu Zhixuan running to one stall and then to another, my mood suddenly became much better.
Not long after, Wu Zhixuan came to a stall selling chess manuals, squatted down, and started flipping through the manuals with great interest.
"Speaking of which, the competition is about to begin, and there are so many contestants. Are they shopping here?"
While Wu Zhixuan was looking through the chess manual, Yu Shao looked at the people coming and going on the road and asked Wu Shuheng beside him with some curiosity.
"Um?"
Wu Shuheng looked at Yu Shao in surprise and asked, "What do you mean?"
“The one wearing a mask.”
Yu Shao grumbled at a group of pedestrians not far away and said, "Professional chess players wear masks for fear of being recognized, just like us. I see a lot of people wearing masks on this street."
Hearing this, Wu Shuheng burst out laughing and said, "Then you're wrong. I think nine out of ten people wearing masks are not professional chess players, but tourists pretending to be professional chess players."
"Pack?"
Yu Shao was a little confused.
"Yes, during the World Championships, professional chess players usually disguise themselves when they go out in the surrounding area to avoid being recognized and causing trouble."
Wu Shuheng laughed and said, "Many people have heard about this and are following suit. World Championship merchandise is usually very expensive, and they want to pretend to be professional chess players to avoid being ripped off."
"At first, this method was really effective. Some vendors suspected that the other party was really a professional chess player and sold it at cost price. Unfortunately, as more and more people did this, it no longer worked."
"However, although it has no effect, there are still many people who do this."
Yu Shao suddenly understood and nodded: "So that's how it is."
"Come here quickly!"
At this moment, Wu Zhixuan's voice suddenly came from not far to the left of Yu Shao and the others.
Yu Shao and Wu Shuheng were stunned. They looked towards the stall in front of them. Wu Zhixuan had disappeared without a trace. They immediately turned their heads to look at the source of the sound, only to find that Wu Zhixuan had moved to another stall without them noticing.
Yu Shao and Wu Shuheng took a step forward and soon arrived in front of the stall. They stood behind Wu Zhixuan and looked at the stall, which was filled with folding fans of all sizes.
It is a custom for chess players to hold fans, because in ancient times chess players often held folding fans to cool off. In the eyes of many people, chess players holding a fan appear to be more relaxed and confident, and are willing to laugh at life and death.
Later, even in modern times with air conditioning, many chess players still hold a folding fan. One reason is that it is a kind of inheritance. For example, if the master holds a folding fan, then the students will also hold one.
Secondly, some chess players believe that when holding a fan in hand, once you have finished thinking and decided to make a move, you have to put down the fan first and then grab the chess piece. There is a second or two in between - there is a one in ten thousand chance that you will find that you have just considered it wrong, so this gives you a chance to think again.
Therefore, even today, chess fans have been passed down along with Go.
It’s just that Yu Shao has never been interested in chess fans, both in his previous life and in this life.
"The chess fans here are so beautifully made, and the words on the fans are not printed, but handwritten!" Wu Zhixuan picked up a folding fan from the stall, handed it to Yu Shao, and said with some surprise.
Yu Shao opened the folding fan and took a look. He saw a few big characters written in a flamboyant style on it - Unmoved by the Eight Winds.
Yu Shao was a little surprised. The four words were written in a vigorous handwriting that could be seen through the back of the paper. It was obvious that they were written by a master. It was obvious that they were handwritten, not printed. When he put his hand close to the fan, he could even smell a faint scent of ink.
"Huh?"
Wu Shuheng was obviously a little surprised. He took the folding fan from Yu Shao's hand, carefully examined the words on it, and looked at the vendor in front of the stall in surprise. He asked, "Brother, which master wrote the words on this fan?"
"Hahaha, what master? It was written by my dad."
A middle-aged man was standing at the stall. He smiled and said, "He likes to practice calligraphy when he's free. Just as the World Championship is about to start, my father wrote some words on this fan for me."
"He's really a great man hiding in the city."
Wu Shuheng marveled at the calligraphy on the fan, repeatedly examining it. He sighed, "This calligraphy is as good as the two hanging in the chess academy: 'Sitting and Discussing the Dao' and 'Meeting a Rival in Chess,' isn't it?"
"Chess Academy?"
The middle-aged man in front of the stall was stunned for a moment, then asked in surprise, "Is this young man a professional chess player?"
"No, no."
After Wu Shuheng won the game, he quickly shook his head and denied it, saying, "I'm just an amateur chess player. I was lucky enough to visit the chess academy before."
"That's incredible too!"
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man sighed and said, "Amateur chess players who can join the chess academy must be very skilled. Otherwise, how could they get into the academy?"
The middle-aged man smiled and said with some regret: "I have liked Go since I was a child, but I really don't have any talent. Let alone becoming a professional Go player, I'm only an amateur 3rd dan now. I really want to go to a Go academy to have a look."
"There's a chance."
Wu Shuheng suddenly developed a favorable impression of the middle-aged man. After comforting him, he looked at the folding fan in his hand and liked it more and more. So after thinking for a while, he asked, "Boss, how much is this?"
"Ten thousand."
The middle-aged man opened his mouth and shouted.
Hearing this, the little bit of goodwill Wu Shuheng had finally developed towards the middle-aged man instantly vanished. He widened his eyes and asked in disbelief, "Ten thousand?"
"Handsome guy, you've been to a chess academy. You've all said that my father's calligraphy is as good as the calligraphy hanging in the academy. Ten thousand isn't too expensive, right?"
The middle-aged man regained his shrewd look and said, "And the handle of this fan is made of the finest nanmu wood. The paper used for this fan is made by ancient craftsmen. It is not available. The chess players of Shen Yi's era were all..."
After hearing this, Yu Shao seemed to understand why so many people used to wear masks and pretend to be professional chess players.
Wu Shuheng twitched his lips, regretting that he had just said that the handwriting was good.
The calligraphy is well written and can be sold at a higher price, but the writer is not famous after all, so it cannot be sold at such a high price!
"Boss, can you make it cheaper?"
At this time, Wu Zhixuan held a folding fan, raised her head and asked tentatively.
The folding fan she was holding had a handle inlaid with gold thread. One side of the fan was painted with an ink-and-wash landscape painting, while the other side had the eight characters "the board is square and still, the chess pieces are round and moving" written in a flamboyant style.
"This one is thirteen thousand. If you really want it, take it for ten thousand." The middle-aged man thought for a moment and made the offer.
This price obviously exceeded Wu Zhixuan's expectations. Wu Zhixuan looked at the folding fan in her hand reluctantly for a few times, hesitated for a long time, and finally put the fan down.
"Scan the code."
At this moment, Yu Shao took out his cell phone and said to the middle-aged man.
"ah?"
Wu Zhixuan was shocked when she heard this and quickly said, "Yu Shao, you are crazy! This is too expensive!"
"fine."
Yu Shao shook his head, quickly scanned the code and paid, then picked up the folding fan that Wu Zhixuan had just put down, handed it to Wu Zhixuan, and said with a smile: "You gave me a bracelet just now, this is for you."
Wu Zhixuan stared blankly at the folding fan that Yu Shao handed to her. She hadn't figured it out for a moment. She thought Yu Shao bought it for himself and never expected that it was for her.
"No?"
Seeing the makeup, Yu Shao was about to take back the hand that handed Wu Zhixuan the folding fan and said, "No, I will use it myself."
“Yes, yes, yes!”
Wu Zhixuan quickly snatched the folding fan from Yu Shao's hand, her eyes narrowed into slits with laughter, and said, "Yu Shao, you are so nice! I love you so much!"
"I feel like you still earn 5,000."
Seeing this, Wu Shuheng took out his phone and complained inwardly, then looked at the middle-aged man and said, "Boss, seven thousand, let's be friends."
Apparently, Wu Shuheng really liked the folding fan with the words "Unmoved by the Eight Winds" written on it.
"OK!"
Hearing Wu Shuheng bargain down to seven thousand, the middle-aged man nodded without hesitation. Wu Shunan immediately knew that he had bargained too little, but since things had come to this, he had no choice but to scan the code and pay.
After paying, the three of them continued walking forward with the folding fans they had just bought.
Wu Zhixuan was obviously very happy to get the chess fan she had been longing for. She opened the fan and looked at it from front to back. The more she looked at it, the more she liked it, and the smile on her face never disappeared.
After walking for a while, Wu Zhixuan fanned herself with a look of contempt that was very unlike her. She asked, "Yu Shao, do you think I look like a female chess master?"
“It’s quite similar.”
Yu Shao answered while suppressing his smile. Although he didn't feel that Wu Zhixuan holding the folding fan had that kind of calm and relaxed feeling, as if she could destroy everything in the midst of laughter and conversation, she actually looked a bit more adorable.
"Yeah, right!"
Wu Zhixuan believed it and said proudly, "I will become a female chess master in the future. This fan is the chess master's fan. After a few hundred years, maybe it will become a cultural relic!"
"Come on, you're a female chess master."
Wu Shuheng rolled his eyes and grumbled, "I think Xu Zijin is okay. You are no match for her right now."
"Whoever can't win, whoever can't win!"
Hearing this, Wu Zhixuan immediately flew into a rage and shouted, "Tell her to play ten rounds of Go with me, I'll beat her to a pulp!"
"Just you?"
Wu Shuheng glanced at Wu Zhixuan with disdain.
"Go to hell!"
Wu Zhixuan was furious. She glared at Wu Shuheng fiercely, then turned her head away and ignored him.
"Hey, I was just joking, don't be angry, don't be angry."
This time, Wu Shuheng seemed to realize that Wu Zhixuan was really angry and even said such vicious words as "Go to hell". He hurriedly chased after her to apologize, but Wu Zhixuan refused to pay any attention to Wu Shuheng.
Wu Shuheng chased after her and apologized, but Wu Zhixuan seemed not to hear him and just kept walking forward.
Just like that, after walking for a while, Wu Zhixuan suddenly stopped and looked towards a store on the street. Yu Shao and Wu Shuheng also stopped and looked in the direction Wu Zhixuan was looking.
To the left of the three of them was a chess hall decorated in an antique style. On the plaque were several large characters written:
Phoenix Chess Hall!
(End of this chapter)
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