"Zhao Bin, congratulations! In the last monthly exam in high school, your English scores are still the best in the class! You are so amazing!" Zhao Bin was about to pack his schoolbag and go home when he heard a sweet female voice in his ear. He looked up and found that Ye Xiaolu, the representative of the English class of this class, was putting an English test paper on Zhao Bin's desk.

Looking at the bright red 62 points on the scoring column, Zhao Bin raised his head, smiled and said, "Wild Deer, you can do it. Don't sprinkle salt on my wounds anymore. I have been sitting on this last English throne in the class for three years."

The wild deer mentioned by Zhao Bin is the English class representative of Class 1 of Senior High School, which is Zhao Bin’s class. Ye Xiaolu, who combines three titles: Class, Class, and School Beauty.

As the English class representative of the class, Ye Xiaolu's academic performance is very strong. In Wuchuan No. 1 Middle School, which is full of strong players, Ye Xiaolu's total score has never been in the top five in every exam. Especially Xiao Nizi's English scores are even more terrifying. She has been the first in the grade for six years. Her English speech with a straightforward English bird language is even smoother than the oldest English teacher in the school.

Faced with such a tough English class representative, Zhao Bin, who has been ranked last in English for three years, has always been very big in his heart.

Ye Xiaolu was looking at Zhao Bin with a smile, her long eyelashes were shaking slowly, her eyes were filled with smiles, and the slightly raised corners of her eyes had a bit of seductive charm, her delicate nose and rosy lips were slightly raised. For some reason, Ye Xiaolu just likes to tease Zhao Bin, who has weak English scores and strong mathematics, physics and chemistry scores.

"Do you want to skip classes again for today's evening self-study?" Ye Xiaolu asked coldly.

"Hehe, Teacher Liao has long given up on me, an English bird idiot. You don't have to waste your precious review time for me anymore. Goodbye." Zhao Bin carried his schoolbag and said with a smile on his face.

"Damn it! I have been giving you free English tutoring for three years, why have you made no progress at all! You only got 62 points for the 150-point test, which makes me so angry! I guess my dad raised a starling and I can speak more English words than you!"

Ye Xiaolu's anger caused laughter from the whole class. Zhao Bin's face looked a little bad. He snorted, lowered his head and walked out the door.

Zhao Bin walked slowly on the street alone. It was not dark yet, and Zhao Xu didn't want to go home so early, because as long as he looked at his father's increasingly hunched back and his mother's expectant eyes, Zhao Bin's heart would be filled with guilt.

Whose parents don’t want their son to be successful? Zhao’s father and Zhao’s mother also know that Zhao Bin is seriously biased in subject matter and his English scores are terrible. He must have no hope for the first grade. He just hopes that he will perform well in the college entrance examination and go to the second grade smoothly.

Facing the ridicule of Ye Xiaolu and her classmates, Zhao Bin didn't care on the surface, but in fact, as the college entrance examination approached day by day, his pear was very big.

I must get into the second-tier university. If I fail the exam, I will go to work and will not waste money when I die. I will go to read the third-tier university! Zhao Bin made up his mind.

"Mai Shenxiang, are you really so awesome? He actually played chess with three of us at the same time?"

"That's right, Ma Yi Shenxiang, you are too crazy! If we defeat three, if we still lose to you, our chess and card hall will not be opened! It's all your place as the street chess king!"

A burst of scolding came. Zhao Bin frowned and saw that an old man was playing chess with three middle-aged men in long robes and jackets at the same time, and passers-by were watching the fun surrounded them layer by layer.

Zhao Bin was not a person who liked to meddle in other people's business, but that old man was a tenant from their family. He was in his sixties or seventies and had just been in Wuhan for a few months. He had no minimum living allowance. A few days ago, he set up a stall on the street and made a living by helping people watch fortune tellers.

The old man claimed to be the god of Ma Yi and had a good reputation, but unfortunately he was not capable. He had previously seen fortune tellers for several neighbors, but in the end, the good ones were not good.

Zhao Bin's neighbor, Uncle Wang, is a veteran lottery player. Unfortunately, he has been playing lottery tickets for ten years and has not even won a five-yuan consolation prize. Two months ago, Uncle Wang didn't believe in evil and asked the Mayi Shenxiang to calculate his fortune. The old man pinched and touched him, and said a few limericks that no one understood. Finally, he asserted: Lao Wang, you have the fortune to be the most! Hold on for another month, drink three bowls of immortal tea I sold to you every day, and you will definitely win five million!

Uncle Wang was skeptical and insisted on a set of numbers and bought three consecutive issues. Unexpectedly, he won a big lottery! Five million! This made Uncle Wang happy! The neighbors were also stunned!

This Maiyi looks really good! Who knows that joy is so sad that Uncle Wang went to the Sports Lottery Center to claim the prize, on the bus, his wallet was stripped by a pickpocket. He didn't get it for five million yuan, and he lost 340 yuan in private money.

There is also Brother Li and Sister Li. After five years of marriage, Sister Li didn’t lay any eggs. Brother Li was so proud that he didn’t dare to go to the hospital for examination. He secretly looked for Ma Yi’s magic calculations and asked if he could have a son.

Ma Yi Shenxiang mixed Viagra into the child-giving tea and sold it to Brother Li. Brother Li drank the child-giving tea and was brave day and night. He practiced the child-giving magic skills with Sister Li all day long. In the end, Sister Li couldn't stand it. Not only did she divorce Brother Li, she also sued Brother Li for rape during marriage.

After the incident of Ma Yi Shenxiang adding Viagra to the tea for delivery of children was exposed, all the neighbors knew that this old man was a liar who pretended to be a ghost and could not do the fortune telling. Ma Yi Shenxiang transformed himself and opened a chess room to compete with others. If others lost one game, they would only give him ten yuan. If someone could win one game, he would pay 100 yuan!

The odds of one to ten! The business of the chess and card room is naturally booming. Don’t say that Ma Yi Shenxiang’s ability to tell fortunes is not good, but his ability to play chess is superb. In the past two months, Ma Yi Shenxiang has played 600 games, but he has never lost a game! Gradually, Ma Yi Shenxiang has a new nickname - the Street Chess King!

The business of the chess and card room is getting better and better, and the reputation of the street chess king is getting more and more popular. Some chess masters around naturally come to the door to play the hall.

Zhao Bin jumped off the bicycle, pushed the crowd away, and rushed to the old charlatan.

"Damn it! Three strong men joined forces to bully an old man. Don't you feel embarrassed?" Zhao Bin was not passionate for a moment and wanted to uphold the old charlatan. He was just worried that if the old charlatan lost chess, he might lose all his money and might even have to owe a lot of debts. In that case, the old charlatan would have no money to pay the rent to Zhao's mother.

I saw Ma Yi Shenxiang, the old charlatan, dealing between three large chessboards, leisurely and challenging three middle-aged chess players at the same time.

"I said, who are these three guys? It's so shameless to fight against one." Zhao Bin asked Li Bo, who was selling watermelon next to him.

"No! These three people are all chess masters in our area. The Chess Saint Leisure Hall was the only one who was the one who opened it. This afternoon, the three of them came to find the old charlatan to kick the hall. The three of them started a car battle with the old charlatan, and they all lost. Tsk tsk, one hundred yuan per game of chess, the old charlatan won a total of three thousand in one afternoon!"

Li Bo swallowed his saliva enviously, and many chess viewers also exclaimed in a low voice.

"The old charlatan is too awesome, right? He won so much money in less than an afternoon!"

"That's right, if it were me, I would have stopped seeing it. Now, the old charlatan offended his colleagues to death."

"Oh, I'm in the world, I can't help myself!" Uncle Wang sighed and continued to say, "Those three bosses were so angry that they had to bet another game of chess with the old charlatan. Three heroes fought against Lu Bu! If the old charlatan wins, he will be the boss of the Chess Saint Leisure Hall! If the old charlatan loses, he will have to get out of Wuchuan and will not be able to play chess for the rest of his life!"

The audience exclaimed again. Zhao Bin also secretly worries the old charlatan. The Chess Saint Leisure Hall is a well-known regular leisure club in the city. It can be said that it is a daily battle of gold. If the old charlatan wins this game of chess, he will send it!

However, if the old charlatan loses, he will not be able to make it in Wuchuan!

After dozens of chess moves, the three chess masters were sweating from their foreheads, and nervously picked up the towel and kept wiping the sweat. The old charlatan was still leisurely and his moves were getting faster and faster. On the three chessboards, the old charlatan had a great advantage.

Finally, the middle-aged chess player wearing glasses on the left sighed: "The street chess king is well-deserved, I lost!" He reluctantly admitted defeat.

"Okay!" Everyone shouted loudly!

After only a dozen more hands, the slightly fat master on the right stared at the chess and cards, and the two horses were serialized. His old coach was about to die. "Puchi"! The fat man sprayed a mouthful of blood and fainted on the chessboard.

"Fight 120, the fat man has committed high blood pressure!" There was a turmoil in the crowd. Zhao Bin shook his head, it was too exaggerated, it was just a game of chess, but he actually vomited blood and died?

The ambulance has not arrived yet, and the last game of chess that attracted the attention of the game was also decided.

"Damn it! Who is the evil one, you old charlatan? Why do I think every move I take seems to have been seen through by you in advance! It's so evil!"

This master who won the city's amateur chess competition championship actually overturned the chessboard and cursed. Amid the audience's ridicule, the three masters got out of shame.

The gambling ended in a farce, and the audience scattered like birds and beasts. Zhao Bin calmed down his nervousness and turned around and said to the old man: "Old charlatan, close the stalls early after dark, so that your three colleagues will take revenge on you. Be careful that you have the life to make money, and spend money without life to spend money."

"I'll close the door now and go back with you." The old man was not angry when he heard this. He looked at Zhao Bin with a smile and said, "Boy, I can't see that although your mouth is stinky, your mind is right. Well, seeing that you helped me speak up just now, your family also cares about the old man on weekdays, so I'll calculate a fortune for you for free. How about it?"

"You tell me fortune?" Zhao Bin was stunned at first, then smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Forget it, who doesn't know that your fortune telling is a good and bad spirit."

The two returned to the Zhao family, coincidentally, Zhao Bin's parents had not yet returned home. The Zhao family was a small private house with two floors. Three houses in a hug were rented to Lao Shenshang and a family of three. Seeing that Zhao Bin's parents had not returned yet, Lao Shenshang asked Zhao Bin to sit there.

"You don't believe in my face technique, right? Well, old man, I'll show you both hands!" The old charlatan took off his sunglasses and stared at Zhao Bin's face and looked at him.

"Okay, okay, old charlatan, just brag, I can relieve my boredom anyway." Zhao Bin didn't care at first, glanced at the old charlatan, and suddenly, he saw that the pupils of the old charlatan's right eye gradually turned pale blue!

"Old man, why has your right eye changed color? Oh, I understand. You used colored eye drops, hum! You will pretend to be a ghost and can't fool me!"

"Shut up! What are you guessing nonsense? This is my Mayi divine skill - the God Eye of the God of Heaven! The right eye sees through your past and the left eye understands your future! I can become a street chess king all depends on this skill! Well, don't you believe it? The afternoon before yesterday, you skipped class and a fat man named Da Cannon hid in his house to watch a third-level costume film. The movie was called "***: ****". Am I sure or not?"

The pupils of the old charlatan's right eye gradually turned black again, and he looked at Zhao Bin with a smile. "Okay, I'm still skipping classes to watch pornographic movies when the college entrance examination is about to be held. I have to talk to your parents."
Chapter completed!