"Zhou Bingkun."
The old man was Ma Shouchang. He was wearing a military green coat, leaning on a walking stick, pointing at Zhou Chen, and shouted happily.
Zhou Chen also called out very politely: "Chief Ma, we meet again."
Ma Shouchang laughed and said: "What do you call me, chief? You are my savior. If you want, just call me Uncle Ma."
"Then I will listen to you, Uncle Ma."
"Haha, that's right."
Qu Xiuzhen supported Ma Shouchang and walked to Zhou Chen and introduced: "Bingkun, this is my old man, Ma Shouchang, the deputy dean of the Military Academy."
Ma Shouchang waved his hand and said: "That was before, but not anymore. Step aside, haha."
Qu Xiuzhen muttered: "We will return to the team soon."
Ma Shouchang and Qu Xiuzhen did not live here originally, but moved here recently. Being able to move here means that they will be used again soon.
Ma Shouchang pulled Zhou Chen and said enthusiastically: "Zhou Bingkun, I didn't even have time to thank you for what happened last time. After asking someone to inquire about it, I found out that you worked in a publishing house and were a literati. Then I let
Laoqu went to find you, so I didn’t bother you."
"No, no interruption. It's my honor to come here to see you."
"Come, sit and chat."
Ma Shouchang asked Zhou Chen to sit down and said happily: "I like to get along with young guys like you. This makes me look much younger. Bingkun, since you are here, then have a good meal with me.
Don't refuse, otherwise I will be unhappy."
Zhou Chen responded with a smile: "Then I'd rather be respectful than obey, Uncle Ma."
Qu Xiuzhen said: "We have to wait a while for dinner. Lao Ma, you and Bingkun chat first while I go and take a look."
"Go, go, I'll have a nice chat with Bingkun."
After Qu Xiuzhen left, Ma Shouchang asked Zhou Chen: "I heard that you are working as an editor in a publishing house and you are doing well. You have such ability at a young age, and you are much better than us back then."
"How can I compare with you? You are the hero of the country, and I am just a commoner."
"What kind of hero am I? Besides, what's wrong with the common people? The common people are the foundation of our country."
Ma Shouchang came from the war years. Zhou Chen benefited a lot from chatting with him. Unknowingly, the two of them chatted for more than ten minutes.
"Bingkun, can you play chess?"
"What chess does Uncle Ma want to play?"
"How about backgammon?"
"sure."
Ma Shouchang took out the chess piece and played backgammon with Zhou Chen.
Before getting the system, Zhou Chen's chess playing level could only be said to be an amateur among amateurs. However, after so many years in the world, although he did not specifically learn to play chess, he would also play chess to kill time when he had nothing to do.
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So now his chess playing level is definitely good among amateur players, whether it's chess, Go, let alone the simpler backgammon.
Not long after he started playing chess, Zhou Chen realized that Ma Shouchang's level of backgammon was average, so he put away most of his skills and played slowly with Ma Shouchang.
He played two games, one lost and the other won, which gave Ma Shouchang plenty of face, and Ma Shouchang also laughed.
"Bingkun, your level of backgammon is much better than that of Laoqu. It's not easy to compete with me. It's not easy."
What else could Zhou Chen say, he could only smile and compliment.
Ma Shouchang suddenly covered his stomach: "Oh, there's something wrong with my stomach. Bingkun, you sit down first while I go to the toilet."
After saying that, he leaned on crutches and left in a hurry.
Zhou Chen couldn't help but laugh. This old horse definitely has a true temperament. Even when facing a junior like him, he doesn't hide it at all.
He was the only one left in the room, and he was bored sitting there, so he started walking around the room. When he reached a certain place in the living room, his eyes suddenly lit up.
There was a piano placed there. Zhou Chen walked over and opened it to see that it was a very old piano. It seemed to be quite old.
Encountering this kind of piano with a strong sense of the times, his hands unconsciously felt a little itchy.
With no one around, Zhou Chen walked to the piano and sat down, caressing the keys, and then pressed them gently with both hands.
A crisp and sweet voice sounded. He had not heard this familiar voice for several years.
This time he was soul-pierced. Although his physical fitness has not changed, the flexibility of his hands now is definitely not as slender as his strengthened hands. However, his piano playing will not be greatly affected.
His flexible fingers moved quickly on the keys. Along with his movements, the beautiful sound of the piano suddenly sounded in the living room.
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There was a problem with my computer today. It kept restarting. I just opened some software and it would restart with a blue screen. It was a newly assembled console and it started to have problems within a few days. I was so annoyed. It was so tiring to code on my phone and the efficiency was low. I just
Chapter completed!