The old teacher shook his head,"If you don't have enough comprehension, I won't be able to comprehend it even if I give you some pointers.""
He asked Yang Hongling to prepare lunch.
The two of them walked to the chessboard.
"Next round?"
"I'll do as you say."
Out of respect, Zhang Ronghua asked him to pick a white stone first, but he was rejected. He could only pick a white stone himself and put a white stone in the Heavenly Yuan.
The old man smiled meaningfully. The little guy was quite arrogant. Blackie followed him and exchanged blows. They had a full meal. When Yang Hongling finished cooking, the game was not over yet.
There were chess pieces everywhere on the chessboard, and there were no empty spots.
According to the rules, it was a draw. The white stone had the first move, and Zhang Ronghua won.
"You will also lose?"
