Chapter 137

Lin Chengfei also stares at Wang Xiaohui.

Four eyes are opposite, as if there is fire shining, two people are full of confidence, firmly believe that they will be able to beat each other down.

The corner of Lin Chengfei's mouth rose slightly. He turned his head and asked Xu Fuling, "how about my uncle being the notary?"

"If you believe me, of course not." Xu Fuling's face was expressionless.

"Brother Lin, how do you want to compete?" Wang Xiaohui asked with a smile: "only the same, one game will win or lose, or choose three of them, two wins in three games?"

After thinking about it, Lin Chengfei said, "it's not good because it takes too long. Let's choose Qin, chess and calligraphy. They take less time. After all, painting is more troublesome."

Wang Xiaohui is very happy with his smile. This is exactly what he wants. Even if Lin Chengfei proposes to compare only one, he will try his best to compare three or even four.

Because he wants Lin Chengfei to crush Lin Chengfei in an all-round way and face Xu ruoqing's family with absolute victory. In this way, no one will deny that he is a son-in-law to be with both talent and morality.

"How about playing chess first?"

"Whatever." Lin Chengfei answered faintly.

There is no shortage of go in the Xu family. Soon, the three of them go to Xu Fuling's study and lay out the chess score. Lin Chengfei and Wang Xiaohui sit opposite each other while Xu Fuling is watching.

Lin Chengfei holds the sunspot while Wang Xiaohui holds the white one.

Lin Chengfei sunspot first, very common start, and not how shocking move.

Wang Xiaohui is very confident in his chess skills. He falls fast and looks like Lin Chengfei. Tqr1

Lin Chengfei's chess skills, to his first feeling, is very orthodox, but after just 20 hands, Wang Xiaohui completely confused.

Because Lin Chengfei was so mysterious that he couldn't understand the chess game at all. Wang Xiaohui kept looking at Xu Fuling, hoping that he could give him a hint. However, he saw that Uncle Xu, who had made great achievements in go, was also at a loss.

It's like watching flowers in the fog, vague, unable to grasp the other party's path.

Lin Chengfei has always been smiling. Every time Wang Xiaohui drops a piece, he doesn't need to think about it at all. He drops the piece into the chessboard.

It's casual, but it's sure.

By the time he reached 70, Lin Chengfei had already killed Baizi, and had no power to fight back.

Wang Xiaohui knew that if he persisted, he would be humiliated. He simply threw in the towel.

Xu Fuling looked at Lin Chengfei strangely and was surprised: "this guy has such a good chess skill? Wang Xiaohui's chess skill is not bad. Even if he wants to beat him, he can't use only 70 hands. "

It's incredible.

It seems that Lin Chengfei is not as useless as he thought.

Is secretly thinking, Lin Chengfei has turned to him with a smile: "uncle, this game, I won?"

There's nothing to deny about that.

Xu Fuling said with no expression: "yes, you win. What's next?"

Lin Chengfei pointed to Wang Xiaohui: "brother Wang, it's up to you. If you lose this game, you don't think he's in a good mood. If you let him choose one he's good at, you can ease it."

Wang Xiaohui nearly spewed out a mouthful of old blood.

I'm in a bad mood, but NIMA doesn't have to say it so directly, does she?

Originally, Wang Xiaohui had the most confidence in go. Unexpectedly, he lost to Lin Chengfei, whom he never paid attention to.

He can't take it.

Now that he could no longer smile like a gentle gentleman, his face was a little gloomy. He gritted his teeth and said, "better than calligraphy!"

It's hard to judge whether calligraphy is good or bad. As long as it's not elegant and natural, it's hard to tell which is higher or lower.

At this time, depending on the preferences of the judges, Wang Xiaohui felt that Xu Fuling was on his side. Therefore, he chose calligraphy because he believed that he would be able to pull back the game, and then fight Lin Chengfei for the third game.

Pen, ink, paper and inkstone were soon ready. Lin Chengfei and Wang Xiaohui each occupied a table. Wang Xiaohui said, "since it's calligraphy, do we want some of the same characters?"

It seems fair.

Wang Xiaohui is very thoughtful.

Lin Chengfei said: "brother Wang's words are not so good. Since it's a comparison, of course, you should take out what you are good at. You write the words you think are the most satisfied with, and I write the words I think are the most satisfied with. Then you can take them out together and let your uncle comment on them. Only in this way can you see the level."

Xu Fuling thought about it and said, "just write at will, so that you can show your best level."

Wang Xiaohui also had no opinions, so he began to write with his head down.

It can be seen that he should have worked hard in calligraphy and held the pen firmly.

Steady, this is the basis of writing a good pair of words.Lin Chengfei didn't start right away. He was grinding ink.

Writing and playing games need hand feeling. If you have a good hand feeling, you may be able to play supernormal and show extraordinary fighting power.

After Wang Xiaohui finished writing, Lin Chengfei was still polishing.

Xu Fuling first looked at Wang Xiaohui, but saw a few poems written on the long roll of paper in front of him: "the sky is not old, the feeling is hard to break, the heart is like a double silk screen, with thousands of knots in it."

The artistic conception is very beautiful. It shows his devoted attitude incisively and vividly. It seems that he has already loved Xu ruoqing so much that he doesn't think about food and tea.

Xu Fuling smiles and nods. Obviously, he is very satisfied with Wang Xiaohui's words.

His handwriting is really beautiful, with elegant strokes, appropriate density, and a line of fonts, just like an ink landscape painting.

Wang Xiaohui was very proud. Seeing that Lin Chengfei was still grinding, he couldn't help sneering: "brother Lin, why don't you start? Don't you have any confidence? It doesn't matter. I don't have the confidence to admit defeat. Anyway, we still have the last game

"You misunderstood." Lin Chengfei embarrassed said: "I just want to write what kind of words, will let you lose not so ugly."

What does that mean?

Wang Xiaohui quickly reflected that he was humiliating himself.

You haven't written yet, how can you make yourself lose less ugly? This doesn't mean that your level is much higher than mine. Whatever you write, you can abuse me completely?

Wang Xiaohui said angrily: "brother Lin's mouth skill is very strong, but I'd better hurry to write. His kung fu is the key to success."

Xu Fuling also said: "don't delay too much time, hurry up."

Although the tone is still not very good, it is much softer than at the beginning.

This is because the impression of Lin Chengfei in his mind is gradually changing.