In the end, under Wu Tianjiao's instigation, the decision was made: best of three games, and the loser would have to use his or her unique skills to show the other party.
Wu Tianjiao also said, "My dad has so many unique skills!"
"Really?" Lin Qingping smiled, "Then we are in for a real treat today!"
Yunqi also joined in the fun, "Uncle Wu, everyone who sees it gets a share!"
Wu Lao laughed and scolded him, "You kid!"
Old Wu is quite serious about playing chess and does not have any reservations just because Lin Qingping is a junior. Lin Qingping's good chess skills can be attributed to his experiences in his previous life.
In her previous life, she was a native farmer who gradually expanded her restaurant business, which was not without connections. However, as a woman, she was able to stay safe and sound despite the ups and downs in the world of fame and fortune, and she did not have any improper relationships with any men, which took a lot of effort.
She put a lot of thought into what the other person likes and how to please them, and she slowly integrated into the circle and gradually learned some skills so that she could have a common language when communicating with others.
Later, those things she used to run her business gradually became her hobbies. She was forced to learn them in the beginning, but later she delved into them because she loved them. After decades of practice, she has accumulated some skills.
The same is true for playing chess.
Moreover, Lin Qingping's chess style is gentle, he moves step by step carefully, and he always has murderous intentions and a back-up plan.
This is completely opposite to Mr. Wu's style of play.
Old Wu prefers to kill decisively and charge into battle.
In the first game, Lin Qingping lost.
She didn't dare to be careless and was more cautious in the second game. As expected, she won.
"Huh?" Old Wu was very surprised. How could a young girl like you play chess so skillfully and calmly?
The third game became more intense.
In the end, Mr. Wu lost.
Wu Tianjiao laughed happily.
Old Wu looked a little annoyed, "You are so happy that your father lost?"
Wu Tianjiao seemed particularly naughty in front of her father, "Who told you to play chess with anyone you catch? You, hurry up and prepare your special skills!"
Old Wu snorted and went upstairs angrily.
"Are you angry!" Lin Qingping stuck out her tongue at Wu Tianjiao, but she knew that Old Wu was not really angry. On the contrary, such a genuine old man was particularly lovable.
Yu Chengzhi was angry at this time, "Student Lin, it is better to be humble when playing chess with elders. It is better to let the elders win and feel happy, especially for such a respected person as Mr. Wu."
What I mean is that Lin Qingping, you are too bad at being a human being. Others begged to get closer to Master Wu but they had no chance. Who wouldn't come here to lose in such a chess game? How dare you win?
Yu Chengzhi was a little proud: Now that this has been revealed, the impression Lin Qingping has left on the Wu family will be much worse, right?
The air in the Wu family suddenly became quiet for a moment.
Wu Tianjiao glanced at him for a moment longer, then smiled, "It's okay, my dad isn't that kind of person, he just likes people to play chess seriously with him."
Yun Qi also patted Yu Chengzhi and said with a smile, "You worry too much. Uncle Wu is not that kind of person."
Sure enough, Mr. Wu called them upstairs.
Going to show off your unique skills!
Mr. Wu had already spread out the paper upstairs, ready to write a calligraphy piece for Lin Qingping.
Old Wu pointed at Gu Juncheng and said, "Come, come and grind ink for me."
Gu Juncheng smiled generously, walked over, stood beside Mr. Wu and began to grind ink.
Everything was normal at first. After a moment of deep thought, Mr. Wu was already thinking about how to plan and put pen to paper.
Suddenly, someone bumped into Gu Juncheng's elbow while he was grinding ink, and the ink stick slipped out of his hand.
Gu Juncheng stretched out his hand quickly and grabbed the ink stick immediately, but several drops of ink still dripped onto the rice paper.
There are a few drops of black ink on the snow-white rice paper, which is very dazzling.
Old Wu, who was originally ready to start writing, was slightly stunned when he saw the ink drop.
Yu Chengzhi, who was standing next to Gu Juncheng, came out immediately, smiling, as if to help Gu Juncheng smooth things over, "Uncle Wu, please don't be angry. Lin's wife is from the countryside, and is not very good at elegant things like calligraphy. She doesn't know how to grind ink, and has never ground ink before. Please don't be offended, please don't bear grudges."
After saying that, as if he was still very familiar with Gu Juncheng, he said with a look of good for Gu Juncheng, "Hurry up and apologize to Uncle Wu, just say you were careless."
Lin Qingping is not a fool, okay!
Yu Chengzhi, this scumbag, tried to smooth things overtly but secretly added fuel to the fire. Didn't she understand what this meant?
Her eyebrows were raised, and Gu Juncheng, who was standing opposite her, shook his head at her, signaling her to be quiet.
Yu Chengzhi was secretly proud of himself: How is it? I bullied this rough guy, and he really didn't dare to say anything! Country people are country people! Besides, even if he said something, what would it matter? He said he pushed it? Haha, do you have any evidence? He won't admit it! He can also turn the tables and say that this rough guy did something wrong, and he was kind enough to help him speak up, but he was dragged into the water...
Gu Juncheng was quick to follow suit and said to Elder Wu with a smile, "Uncle Wu, I was careless."
"Well!" Mr. Wu put his pen on the table. "Since you said you were careless, then you have to clean up this mess."
Lin Qingping wanted to help her husband again, but was stopped by Wu Tianjiao, who shook her head at her, signaling her not to get involved.
Lin Qingping suddenly realized that perhaps, this was Mr. Wu testing him?
She calmed down and watched what Gu Juncheng would do with a calm mind.
Anyway, if Gu Juncheng can't solve this problem or Old Wu is not satisfied with the result, she will definitely get back at him!
"Okay, let me try." Gu Juncheng didn't say much, just stared at the ink balls.
Mr. Wu simply gave up his position to him.
Gu Juncheng stood at the table, pondering for a moment, then picked up the brush.
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