Chapter 12
Tu Yin signed up for the cheapest sketching class, not just because she felt bad about the money. She had loved painting since she was a child, especially the "little people" that her father called not presentable. The tuition for the sketching class satisfied her desire not to let Lin Mei spend more money, and also satisfied her wish to draw more beautiful "little people".
However, Tu Chenglin still poured cold water on her.
"We'll only study for one year. When you're in your second year of high school, the workload will be even heavier. It's not that Dad doesn't want to spend the money, but I thought I could let you relax a little in your first year. We can't relax later. This one point can beat a thousand people. Plus, your grades aren't great. If your grades don't improve this year, Dad can stop it."
This interest class is also a bait to attract children to make progress. With this carrot hanging in the air, Tu Chenglin believes that Tu Yin will put in the greatest effort to study.
Tu Yin nodded. People always have to know how to make choices. If she wants this, it is normal for her to give up some fun time to study.
The No. 1 Middle School in the city has strict management and there are classes on Saturdays. Tu Yin can only go to the sketching class on weekend mornings. Tu Mian does not have this concern. She goes to piano class on Saturday mornings, so Tu Chenglin picks her up on Saturdays, and the two sisters go out together on weekends.
After the sketching class ended that day, Tu Yin came to pick up Tu Mian. However, she was very angry when she learned that Tu Mian had run away after the class.
But when the child ran away, she told Lin Xiaomi that she wanted to go to the Go class and asked her to tell Tu Yin.
Could this really be considered running around? Tu Yin found it difficult to define. She only knew that she couldn't possibly use the pocket money she saved this week to buy Tu Mian a soda.
This little girl Tu Mian loves drinking soda. She likes the feeling of the little stimulation spreading through her throat.
Tu Yin was able to control many things about Tu Mian because she had no pocket money and couldn't buy soda.
Tu Yin's anger came and went quickly, but when she thought of Tu Mian's expression when he found out there was no soda to drink, her mood became better.
When Tu Yin found the address of the Go class, she only saw the child standing by the window, watching intently, and didn't even notice Tu Yin walking up to her.
Tu Yin wanted to scare her, so she blew into Tu Mian's ear.
But Tu Mian's reaction was bound to disappoint her.
The child turned his head and looked at her calmly, his brown eyes covered with a layer of fog, like a scary puppet.
Instead, it was Tu Yin who was frightened by her. She patted her chest only when Tu Mian turned his head and continued to stare at others.
Even though she was frightened, Tu Yin insisted on defending her sister's dignity in front of Tu Mian.
"What are you doing?"
"Watch them play chess."
"How can you see clearly like this? Come on, I'll take you inside."
As she spoke, Tu Yin took Tu Mian's hand and led her inside.
There were many people playing chess in the classroom. The most eye-catching thing was that many people gathered around a table to watch. Tu Yin took Tu Mian and squeezed in directly.
They arrived at the right time, just at the critical moment.
The fan above his head was blowing, but it couldn't blow away Zheng Tao's anxiety at all.
As Zheng Tao reached out to adjust his glasses again to hide his panic, sweat slid down from his chin to his collar. All this was just because his opponent suddenly placed the black pieces in a place he didn't expect. It was like he was trapped in a ghost wall and he couldn't get out.
Did he really learn chess? How come he doesn't even have a single move to counter his opponent?
Zheng Tao was annoyed. He felt that he was the most hardworking person here. Is this suppression?
Professionals suppress amateurs!
The opponent sitting in front of Zheng Tao is Wang Zeyi, who successfully became a professional chess player this year. He is only 10 years old this year and almost broke the age record of the youngest professional chess player in the country.
Zheng Tao thought he could keep calm. So what if Wang Zeyi was a professional chess player? He was three years older than Wang Zeyi. What reason was there for him to panic?
What reason is there to panic!
Finally, the white piece fell on the table with a clang.
"I, I lost."
Is it sweat dripping onto the ground? Or maybe tears mixed in with it?
Zheng Tao raised his arms to cover his eyes, but the downturned corners of his mouth and the faint sobbing sound gave him away.
Xu Ming sighed. Zheng Tao was still young and had never been able to get a professional title. This was a pain in his heart. He was also a proud person. He could usually be the best in this kind of Go interest class, but he was no match for professional players.
He now doesn't know whether it is good or bad for Zheng Tao to bring his nephew to play chess.
It would be good if he could be allowed to temper his temper and concentrate on his studies.
Always think positively, Xu Ming thought so, and when he was about to comfort Zheng Tao, a hand suddenly appeared in his sight.
"Down here, right?"
The white piece falls on the small eye, and in an instant, the offensive and defensive situations change.
Wang Zeyi looked up suddenly. The girl in front of him seemed unaware of what he had done. When their eyes met, there was only curiosity about Go in her eyes.
His eyes flickered and his fingers tightened.
"Come on, let's continue."
Tu Yin didn't let Tu Mian follow her lead. She laughed it off and said, "My sister has never played Go before. She just plays it for fun. She doesn't understand anything. Sorry to bother you all."
Looking at this scene, Tu Yin knew that the two people in front of her must be very powerful. Didn’t she see that they were the ones who had the most people surrounding them?
Tu Yin didn't dare let Tu Mian continue playing chess. She didn't want Tu Mian to become a laughing stock.
“Never been exposed to it?”
Xu Ming's eyes lit up. "Then how could she make such a move?"
"Oh," Tu Yin said, feeling somewhat embarrassed. "Maybe my sister saw some elderly people playing chess and remembered it. She has always had a good memory."
Wang Zeyi stood up and looked down at the little girl condescendingly.
"It's just a coincidence, so there's really no need to do anything."
After saying that, he started to collect the chess pieces. Although Tu Mian had made the move more active, his opponent had already admitted defeat, and Wang Zeyi had no interest in wasting time anymore.
His tone and behavior made Tu Yin's eyelids twitch violently. It was really infuriating!
With a father like Tu Chenglin, Tu Yin's personality is not someone to be trifled with. She just has a better temper than her father.
Just when Tu Yin was about to get ready to fight, Tu Mian grabbed the hem of her clothes.
Tu Yin lowered her head and saw that her sister's eyes were very bright and she seemed very interested in Go.
Tu Yin was out of breath. She rubbed her temples which were throbbing slightly.
"You've already learned piano. Don't tell me you're into Go now."
In Tu Yin's opinion, human energy is limited, and children are tired enough going to school every day. What Tu Mian has to learn in elementary school is not comparable to what she learned when she was a child. She also signed up for piano classes on weekends. Tu Yin sometimes wonders if this child is too young and doesn't know how to be tired?
Now that Tu Mian has to learn Go, Tu Yin feels a little tired for her.
"I prefer this, sis."
Tu Mian always made it impossible for Tu Yin to refuse her. Tu Yin held her forehead and said, "Then I'll go back and discuss it with my father and aunt."
Xu Ming watched the sisters for a while. Seeing that they were about to leave, he quickly took out a card from the drawer and handed it to Tu Mian.
"What's your name? That's so interesting. This is our class card. Just ask me to stamp it every time you come. You can take a look at it first. If you like it, it's not too late to sign up later."
For talented children, Xu Ming always tries to keep them. In this line of work, hard work is important, but talent is more important.
Tu Mian has this kind of talent. It is definitely not as her sister said, that he memorized the chess by watching others play.
Wang Zeyi is still too young. He has met too few people and encountered too few things. He relies too much on experience and trusts what others say. He cannot judge what is right or wrong.
But Xu Ming is not.
He is already thirty years old this year and has seen enough people.
On the Go field, the frustrated people and the arrogant people are also changing at any time.
But talent is not something that can be easily taken away.
If he is not mistaken, perhaps this opponent that Wang Zeyi looks down upon now will defeat him in the future.
That would be so interesting. Xu Ming couldn't wait to make his young and frivolous nephew suffer.
Tu Mian looked at the man in front of her whose smile gradually became strange. She was a little hesitant, but still took the small card and put it in her yellow duck bag.
"My name is Tu Mian, thank you uncle."
"Of course I should. Goodbye~"
The two girls hadn't walked far when Xu Ming heard the older girl accuse Tu Mian: "Next time you meet someone with that weird smile, don't accept anything they give you!"
Xu Ming couldn't help but touch his chin. Was his smile strange just now?
"Hmm, that's weird."
Xu Ming was stunned. Did he say what was in his heart?
Wang Zeyi stared at Xu Ming: "Why are you so special to that little girl? She's not your student. She hasn't even paid the tuition."
Xu Ming laughed heartily: "Are you jealous? Oh, uncle really likes talented children, just like uncle likes you very much."
Wang Zeyi snorted, "I admit that her move was beautiful, but it was just a fluke, a stroke of luck. She didn't even have the courage to continue with me, so how capable could she be? Wake up, uncle, you can only count on me."
Speaking of this, Xu Ming couldn't help but feel depressed: "How can I still count on you? You've gone to the dojo now, and I can't teach you anymore."
Wang Zeyi felt a little guilty: "Of course not. As long as you want guidance, I will always listen."
"Really?" Xu Ming's slightly distracted expression finally disappeared. "If I told you to change this habit of looking down on your opponents, could you do it?"
Underestimate your opponent?
Wang Zeyi was not convinced: "How could I? I think you think too highly of that girl. I don't see anything special about her anyway."
Xu Ming shook his head slightly. "A thousand-mile dam can be breached by a single ant. Besides, she's more than just that ant. Xiao Yi, you better be careful."
"Be careful?" Wang Zeyi clenched his fists. "Where can I find an uncle like you who would destroy the prestige of his own people? Just wait and see. No matter what, I will be the one who reaches the top of Go. In the future, others will only be afraid of me, not me being afraid of others."
He is still too young, but that’s also good, young people should always be ambitious.
"Okay, I'll wait then."
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