His Royal Highness's Favorite: The Queen's Road

Chapter 54

People outside said that if His Highness said something, something would happen.

In fact, every casual word of Jingze has now been fulfilled.

For example, in the spring of this year, Jing Ze accompanied Mo Han to find a talent in the composition department, but they saw a cockroach in the old building of the boys' dormitory.

At that time, His Highness had a dark face, leaning his back against the wall, and only said two words in a low voice.

"Demolished."

As a result, a multi-functional high-end single apartment-style university male dormitory was erected on the original site.

For example, at this time last year, His Highness sat in the party committee office and had a hand-to-hand conversation with Old Secretary Nie just like now.

After Jingze dropped the white piece, he looked at the caged bird hanging in front of the window.

Old secretary Nie loves flowers and birds. The chubby thrush in the cage flaps its wings and stands at the bottom of the cage and spins around. It can't jump on the branches no matter how hard it is. They all feel cute.

At that time, Jing Ze was also as absent-minded as before, he watched Hua Mei focus on it, and played with the teacup with a half-smile.

After admiring the birds for a while, at the end, he said softly: "If you don't clear it, you may not live long, and it will be difficult to fly."

Immediately, those smiling eyes stared deeply at the old man's old eyes.

Old Secretary Nie was stunned, enlightened, and shot an arrow in his chest. At the time of the National Day, he was worrying about the deficit funds for years, worrying about introducing new music equipment, and he didn't know how many gray hairs he was worrying about.

So, with a word from His Highness, Yinda laid off its staff.

All those fat and fat are lost, and all the saved expenses are used to invest in learning equipment for children.

Did Jing Ze say something just now?
Old Secretary Nie looked at him meaningfully.

As usual, his eyes are gentle, his eyebrows are smiling, wanton and affectionate.

It's just that those feelings never reach the bottom of the eyes, and the eyes are clear and cold, and they are always dull.

Just now, Jing Ze handed over an important white piece on the chessboard that had occupied a position at the beginning and was used to seize the advantage, to Old Secretary Nie, and said: "My white piece, please leave it to you."

Old Secretary Nie lowered his head, looked at the white piece in his black chessboard, then looked at the data sheet on the coffee table, and finally set his eyes on the chessboard.

Suddenly he smiled kindly: "Okay, this round is considered to be you letting me fight, but even so, the old man may not win!"

Seeing that the old man put away the baizi, he thought he agreed.

Jing Ze understood, smiled slightly, and without saying a word, took a sunspot from the old man's hand, and dropped it on the living eye of the dying black dragon in the belly.

Immediately afterwards, he held another white stone and landed on the surrounding little white dragon.

For a long while, Heizi was still breathing, maintaining his vitality.

Old Secretary Nie shook his head, quietly watching Jing Ze holding black in his left hand and white in his right, playing chess against himself.

Not long after, when the big black dragon was struggling to survive, it suddenly connected with two or three living solitons in the distance. With its wings spread, the black dragon devoured the three surrounding small white dragons.

Originally, Baizi would win a beautiful dragon slaying, but in the end it was Heizi who won Banmu.

That half-eye was not a fluke, Bai Zi, who had always been strong, finally couldn't squeeze out half-eye no matter how hard he squeezed.

The old man couldn't help clapping his hands, "Hahaha, earth-shattering, wonderful!"

Jing Ze picked up the teacup and said slowly: "This world is inherently unpredictable, it is the teacher who teaches well."

Old Secretary Nie was about to say a few words of self-effacing,
At this time, the door knocked.

(End of this chapter)