Wang Shanhai sent Cheng Mo out of the villa. The May wind was slightly cool, mixed with the light to ethereal fragrance of flowers, but it was even more refreshing.

Wang Shanhai stood at the door and patted Cheng Mo on the shoulder and said, "Sorry, Cheng Mo, I can't help you much, but when Dr. Li comes back from abroad, I will ask him to contact you."

Cheng Mo's hair was slightly messy due to the wind. He turned around and said to Wang Shanhai: "Wang Sua, you are so polite. This has been a great help. Thank you very much." After finishing speaking, Mo clasped his hands.

The backpack strap bowed to Wang Shanhai again.

Cheng Mo didn't mind using politeness a few times as a way to gain favor without paying any cost.

Of course, you must be polite in a certain way, and you cannot let others think that your humility is cheap.

Wang Shanhai looked at Cheng Mo's calm face and said, "Come here often from now on. I gave you my phone number just now. If you need anything, you can call me."

Cheng Mo nodded and said, "Okay, then Wang Sua, I'm going back." After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the path by the lake.

Wang Shanhai warned again: "Be careful on the road." Seeing that Cheng Mo just waved his hand without looking back, he felt that he was doing something unnecessary. This child was smarter than he thought, but he was too mature and had no trace of it.

The vitality that a young man should have.

Thinking of the Cheng family and his son, Wang Shanhai couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Sorry! The fortunes were not good and the fate was many.

Wang Shanhai put his hands behind his back and watched Cheng Mo's back disappearing under the shade of the trees, then turned around and entered the house. At this moment, Xie Minyun was already standing at the entrance, ready to change shoes.

Xie Minyun put her handbag and coat on the shoe cabinet, then bent down to get her shoes. When she heard the door closing, she turned to look at Wang Shanhai and said, "Grandpa, I'm leaving too. I have piano lessons in the afternoon."

There was no usual intimacy in the tone, but there was a hint of resentment. However, this resentment was not deliberately directed at a certain person, but a kind of boredom after failure, just like you played ten games of "League of Legends" and ended up losing all of them.

The boredom of not winning.

Wang Shanhai said: "Wait, I have a few more words to tell you..."

Xie Minyun didn't speak, just put the shoes in his hands aside, and followed Wang Shanhai back to the living room in silence. Silence is an attitude.

As the two of them walked towards the living room, Wang Shanhai said without looking back: "Do you still remember Cheng Yongze, Uncle Cheng, whom you liked very much when you were a child?"

This kind of beginning was somewhat beyond Xie Minyun's expectation. She originally thought that her grandpa would take ideological education classes with her, and she should be open-minded and guard against arrogance and impetuosity... She did not expect such a beginning. Xie Minyun carefully recalled the story.

Yongze frowned, then stretched out his magnolia-like cheeks, his flawless face suddenly turned red, and then said: "I don't remember..."

Wang Shanhai did not stay in the living room, but went directly to the four glass doors in the living room facing Yuejin Lake. He pushed open the glass doors, and a cool breeze rushed in. Xie Minyun, who was wearing thin clothes, couldn't help but shudder.

The afternoon in May is the most pleasant time in Star City. There is no heat in summer, no humidity in winter, the sun is just right and the breeze is not noisy, especially in a place with beautiful scenery like the Academy of Social Sciences, where the green trees are gently swaying.

Making a rustling sound, the Yuejin Lake sparkles with silver light, paving the way for layers of visual beauty.

Wang Shanhai bent down and sat directly on the wooden corridor outside, facing the laurel plant and the wavy Yuejin Lake.

The rickety body and flying white hair became Wang Shanhai's short-term annotation. At this moment, Xie Minyun felt that her grandfather, who had always maintained a childlike innocence, was beginning to grow old.

Wang Shanhai said softly: "Uncle Cheng, who you cried about wanting to marry when you were a child, has passed away. Cheng Mo is his son..."

Xie Minyun, who was standing next to Wang Shanhai, first said with some dissatisfaction: "Who is crying and shouting..." But before he finished speaking, he turned into a surprised voice: "Death......

..”

Wang Shanhai put his hands on his knees and said calmly: "Heroes are lonely, and God is jealous of talents... If I don't say this, I didn't ask you not to leave just to say this. I just want to ask you, did you understand what you just understood?

?”

Although it was a bit unexpected, Xie Minyun quickly got rid of the memories and emotions. After all, it was all when he was six or seven years old. The impression of Cheng Yongze has long been blurred. The only thing he still remembers is that Cheng Yongze was very old.

It's good to watch, and the story told is very interesting. At the same time, the disdain for Cheng Mo's pride has been eliminated a lot.

Xie Minyun stood next to Wang Shanhai and said with some suspicion: "Grandpa, let me tell you, you didn't find this kid to teach me, did you? Did he prepare it a long time ago, so his answers were perfect?"

Wang Shanhai looked into the distance and said calmly: "The mountain is near and the moon is small when it is far away, so this mountain is bigger than the moon. If a person has eyes bigger than the sky, he will see that the mountain is high and the moon is wider." (Note 1)

When Xie Minyun heard Wang Shanhai's tone, she knew she was wrong, but she still said a little unconvinced: "Is it really such a coincidence?"

Wang Shanhai smiled this time and said: "This is a matter of probability..."

Xie Minyun sat down next to Wang Shanhai. The breeze ruffled her cascading hair and calmed down her anxious heart. She said: "But... didn't you just say that Uncle Li likes him?"

, must we get him to study at Peking University?... He is from class (9), and he can't even pass the exam at Peking University, so he has to rely on connections... Even if this kind of person has some talent, he will not be able to get into Peking University in the future.

His achievements must be limited... I hate pretentious people like him the most. He thinks he is living like a wise man, but when he encounters trouble, he still only wants to take shortcuts. In fact, this kind of person is just a little bit

Just a smart ordinary person!"

Wang Shanhai asked back: "Cheng Mo is in class (9)?"

Xie Minyun said: "He said it himself."

Wang Shanhai chuckled and said: "Children like Cheng Mo are the same everywhere."

Xie Minyun was a little dissatisfied with Wang Shanhai's preference for Cheng Mo, but she knew that her grandfather had always judged people very accurately, so she frowned and asked, "What is it about him that deserves your high regard?"

Wang Shanhai said: "Do you know why Cheng Mo said just now that he can't play Go?"

Xie Minyun said confidently: "It's just that I really can't do it or I know I can't do it."

Wang Shanhai said: "His father's chess skills are at least professional eighth-dan. His father once told me that his son's chess skills are not weaker than his, but unfortunately he is limited by his physical strength and can only play fast chess. Otherwise, it is more than enough to be a professional chess player."

.... The reason why he doesn't want to play with you is indeed because the game of chess just now has entered a dead end. Nine times out of ten, it can't be played. But who young man doesn't have the will to win? With his chess skills, he should be able to do it.

It’s a battle! If you encounter this situation, would you want to try it when your strength is far better than your opponent? After all, the opponent may still make mistakes! What’s more, the opponent is a pretty girl?"

Xie Minyun opened his mouth slightly, wanting to question, but did not speak.

Wang Shanhai continued: "Cheng Mo is also like his father in this regard. He never does anything that is uncertain or meaningless. He doesn't look much like him, but his character is really carved from the same mold... He always strives to win.

, but I always just go with the flow and never have any intention of winning or losing."

"I felt a little regretful when I gave you this name. My original intention was that you could become the Yushu of the Xie family like Xie Daoyun (Note 2), but later I felt that this name was too big, so I gave you another name.

I have a nickname named Xiao Jin. You are talented but have a strong desire to win. Once a person has a desire to win, it is easy to be too persistent. Once you are too persistent, it is easy to go crazy. Especially in life. Life is not a chess game. Once you are too obsessed,

If you care about winning or losing, you will definitely lose."

Xie Minyun was silent and thought of Cheng Mo's ordinary face.

Wang Shanhai reached out and stroked his granddaughter's hair and said with a smile: "Of course you have lived up to this name now, but you have forgotten the word 'min'. I also hope that you will have a broad mind... I teach you to play Go in the hope of sharpening your mind."

Once you sharpen your spirit, I hope you can calm down and discover the Zen meaning in it. However, I have been too busy and have no time to teach you, and your parents only look at your grades and not your character. Now you only have arrogance, but

No arrogance... But Cheng Mo is the opposite of you. He is introverted in talent and has no arrogance. He is arrogant... but a small Changya Middle School can have such a person. Looking at the world, the peak is always in the clouds.

Beyond the mountains..."

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Note 1: When the mountain is near and the moon is far away, it feels small, which means that the mountain is larger than the moon. If a person has eyes larger than the sky, he will see that the mountain is higher and the moon is wider. - "Moon-covering Mountain House" written by Wang Yangming when he was twelve years old. The general idea is that the mountain is far away.

If the moon is near and the moon is far away, some people say that the mountain is bigger than the moon; if someone has a broad vision, he will find that not only the mountain is taller, but the moon is wider!
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