Is there any deep hatred between him and Song Sanxi? It doesn't exist.
He just didn't feel well. Song Sanxi was glowing and hot.
Just seizing the opportunity, I wanted to suppress Song Sanxi and prevent him from being so popular.
In a word, he has always disliked Song Sanxi and just wanted to attack her.
Song Sanxi smiled and said, "Uncle Han, there is always a strong opponent among the strong. I don't dare to pretend to be a boss. Chess is just a hobby and entertainment. It's okay to make a bet or not to compete."
Mr. Han said with a smile: "Little Song Zaizai, what are you afraid of? Aren't you just playing a few games of chess? You don't want to die if you lose! Invention, tell me, who is the master in the provincial capital?"
Song Sanxi was a little helpless and nodded, acquiescing to accept the move.
Han Fafa was secretly proud of himself, boy, my dad agreed, but if you don't agree, it's just shameless.
At that moment, he said: "That's the dean of the Chess Academy, Mao Yunfeng. He is only thirty-seven years old and is already the dean. He has been the runner-up in domestic chess for eight consecutive years. This level is high enough."
"President Mao is usually a horse-drawn chariot, and can be invincible in the province and the southwest. Without giving up chess pieces, one person can play against ten people on the wheel station, and play chess at the same time; in blind chess, he can defeat one against five."
"Song Sanxi, do you want to make a date for this round?"
Mr. Han was a little stunned when he heard this, "Is this guy so powerful? Little Song Zaizai, do you dare to hit him?"
Song Sanxi heard this and nodded, "Uncle Han is so enthusiastic, so I'll take over this game! If I can do it tomorrow morning, that's fine. If I can't make an appointment tomorrow morning, forget it."
Han Fafa looked overjoyed, "Haha, don't worry, Dean Mao and I still have some personal relationships. This appointment can be made. No matter how busy he is, he has to come. I think the place for the appointment is outside? After all, here , not very convenient.”
As he said this, he looked at his father with a look that asked for instructions.
Mr. Han nodded and said yes.
Song Sanxi also had no objection.
So Han Fafa immediately called and made an appointment for the fight.
Over there, Mao Yunfeng really gave Han Fa face.
He said that there will be an exchange meeting at the Chess Institute tomorrow morning, and he will not attend it. He will meet Song Sanxi, a folk master!
Mao Yunfeng even took the initiative to say, "Mr. Han, what kind of bet can Song Sanxi make?"
Han Fafa felt a little malicious in his heart and said: "Three rounds are final, three against two, if you win, he loses one million; if you lose, he takes ten thousand."
"Okay, that's it. This young man is quite crazy. I like him."
After the phone call, Han Fafa smiled at Song Sanxi.
Mr. Han glared at him and said, "Fafa, aren't you trying to trick people? Who taught you to say this?"
Han Fafa shamelessly said, "Hey, dad, it's not like Sanxi has no money now, so just think of it as a small gamble for fun! Dean Mao doesn't have much money, so if he loses, he'll give 10,000 to express his feelings!"
Song Sanxi smiled and said, "Uncle Third, you think I'm going to help the poor! It doesn't matter, it's good to meet a master."
Han Fafa gave a thumbs up, "Yeah, it's grand. Sanxi, it's pretty good, hehe..."
There was nothing to say that night.
Song Sanxi lived in the house, which was quiet and nice.
The next morning, he got up and made breakfast.
Mr. Han likes his cooking skills, this is a common practice.
After breakfast, tidy up and wash up.
Walk around the yard with the elderly, do Tai Chi, and relax your muscles and bones.
Song Sanxi also quietly told Mr. Han: "After he returns to Zhonghai this time and takes care of some things, we will quietly perform an operation on him."
Mr. Han was secretly excited.
Little Song Zaizai, I have indeed not forgotten the shrapnel on my waist.
Nine o'clock in the morning.
Han Fafa was arranged at the Phoenix Lake International Hotel.
This is the Du family's property, a five-star hotel.
The main thing is that it is closer to Mr. Han's residence.
The hotel is located by Fenghuang Lake, with mountains and rivers blending together.
Beautiful scenery and unique environment.
Han Fa booked a super large studio suite with a huge viewing terrace.
He secretly told Mao Yunfeng that even if he lost, Han Fa would pay for the money, and he would also give Mao Yunfeng an extra 100,000 yuan as an appearance fee.
Mao Yunfeng naturally came happily.
When Song Sanxi and Han Fafa sat down on the large terrace and tea was served, Mao Yunfeng arrived.
The 37-year-old director of the chess academy is dressed in quite Chinese style.
A double-breasted jacket, black loose trousers, and a pair of black cloth shoes.
Coupled with the black-rimmed glasses, the whole person looks a bit bookish.
He came over and met Han Fafa.
Han Fafa focused on introducing Song Sanxi, a young up-and-comer from Zhonghai who was very good at chess.
Song Sanxi was also polite to Mao Yunfeng, but felt that the other party was still a bit arrogant and didn't say much.
Generally speaking, chess masters like this don't talk much, but they play ruthlessly.
Mao Yunfeng saw that Song Sanxi was very young, so he underestimated the enemy.
But he didn't go overboard and was polite.
Then sit down and prepare for war.
Mr. Han was not present.
Because of his identity and security requirements, he was on the first floor upstairs, watching the live broadcast.
There are indeed staff members on site, filming and transmitting simultaneously.
Han Fafa's explanation to Mao Yunfeng was also recorded as evidence, and no one was lying about it.
The chess set used this time, Han Fafa came up with a high-end product.
The chessboard is made of sandalwood, the top-quality white jade chess pieces, and the handwriting on them is also exquisite.
Mao Yunfeng touched the chess pieces and felt very comfortable.
Song Sanxi also felt that this chess set was good and felt warm and moist.
Soon, the first game was played.
Mao Yunfeng is the red chess piece, and Song Sanxi is the black chess piece.
But Mao Yunfeng said that Song Sanxi had never participated in a national competition and was of the younger generation, so he decided not to play red first but to play black first, and let Song Sanxi play black first.
Song Sanxi was not polite either, and showed off his artillery in the middle of the hall.
The high-end chess pieces slide and fall on the top-grade sandalwood chessboard, and the sound is very comfortable.
Song Sanxi felt that this chess game was really good. At least one game of chess was worth a million.
While playing chess, he smiled and said: "Uncle Third, do you want to place a bet?"
Han Fafa smiled coldly, "Boy, you are so crazy, how can you bet?"
"If I win, your chessboard and chess pieces will be lost to mine."
"Good guy!" Han Fafa sneered and nodded, "Okay, this chess piece is made of the best ancient sandalwood, and the chess pieces are made of the top Kunlun white jade material. If you lose, it's not much, I'll take it.
You three million."
Song Sanxi nodded, "The price is a bit high, but it's okay."
Han Fafa smiled and said: "The bet is done. Dean Mao, come on, I'm betting on you. If I win, I'll give it to you three million."
Song Sanxi glanced at him and secretly felt that this old boy was really sincere and simple, and he didn't care about money.
Mao Yunfeng was a little excited, nodded, and paid attention to the trend of the chess game.
But unexpectedly, Song Sanxi's first move and ultimate move came out very quickly.
Song Sanxi judged the chess pieces and made the moves very quickly.
Often when Mao Yunfeng makes a move, Song Sanxi reacts, makes a move, and takes action too quickly within a second.
Seeing this, Han Fafa was a little frightened.
Mao Yunfeng thought about it for two or three seconds before he could respond.
Gradually, as the first round of fighting came to an end, sweat started to form on Mao Yunfeng's forehead.
But he caught Song Sanxi's losing move and quickly made the move: "Jiang! Song Sanxi, you are going to lose!"
Han Fafa's eyes widened and he didn't see the situation, but he said happily: "Dean Mao is going to win?"