The flower protector of the female president

Hey, this girl can still play chess!
Although it was just a mediocre start, if he could call out the chess record, it proved that he could play chess anyway. The old man regained his spirit immediately and waited for Yu Wenfeng to make a move.

But seeing Yu Wenfeng holding the phone, she didn't intend to move at all.

The old man asked: "Girl, if you want to make eight or seven, then go!"

"How?" Yu Wenfeng asked.

The old man almost fell off the chair. He adjusted his mood and said, "Didn't you just say that you want to go from eight to seven? Why are you asking me how to get there now?"

"Uh, I only remember the formula, but I forgot how to move the chess pieces!" Yu Wenfeng blushed and said to the old man.

The old man opened his mouth and looked at Yu Wenfeng in disbelief.After a while, he finally sighed and said, "Okay, I'll help you go! It's better than being bored alone!"

So, the old man stretched out his hand to help Yu Wenfeng get away with it.Then he made another move, looked at Yu Wenfeng, and waited for her to make a move.

"Old man, what's your name?" Yu Wenfeng asked timidly.

The old man is going crazy, does she understand or not?Obviously I was able to play the game just now, but now I don't even know what chess I have played?

"This, this is Ma Er Jin San! It's your turn!" the old man said angrily.

"Oh, horse two enters three." Yu Wenfeng repeated the old man's words again, and after a while said: "Then I'll drive nine times."

Seeing that Yu Wenfeng was still holding a phone by his ear, the old man didn't intend to do anything, so he sighed for a long time, and then helped Yu Wenfeng take a car.

The old man understood now that the girl obviously didn't want to do it herself, she just reported a move, and let others do it for her. Then, the old man also learned to walk a step by herself, and report a score, and then Yu Wenfeng reported a sentence, and he He reached out to help her take a step.

The old man thought to himself, the girls nowadays are really delicate and expensive, and they even have to be helped by their opponents to play chess. Don't you think this is not the world's morality?

But he had been bored for a whole day, now at least someone would play chess with him, and he couldn't drive Yu Wenfeng away, fearing that after driving her away, no one would come to play chess with him.

And after playing a few rounds, he found that the girl played chess quite well, so he didn't pay attention to Yu Wenfeng's expression any more, and focused on listening to her report, and played chess on the chessboard by himself.

He didn't know that Yu Wenfeng's call was on Chen Xing's cell phone.

And Yu Wenfeng just followed Chen Xing's instructions. After entering the chess room, he connected Chen Xing's phone. Because he didn't know how to read the score, he asked the old man to tell what kind of chess he was playing, and then reported it to Chen Xing by phone. Xing, and then Chen Xing reported back the score, just like that, he was inseparable from the old man.

In fact, the old man is not playing chess with Yu Wenfeng, but with Chen Xing, and the chess played by Chen Xing has a name, it is called blind chess, also called blindfold chess, which refers to playing without looking at the board. chess.

Chinese Chess has ninety intersections, and the positions are indicated by vertical and horizontal lines. This tests the memory of blind chess players. You not only need to remember the position of the chess you have played, but also the position of the chess played by the opponent. Position, and more importantly, you have to consider offense and defense, which is difficult as you can imagine.

Looking at the chessboard to play chess, you can constantly examine the pieces on the board, which is relatively less difficult.However, you only need to memorize the position of each chess piece in your mind, and you have to consider attacking and defending, as well as which pieces of the opponent have been captured, and which of your own pieces have been captured. If you don’t have a very strong chess force, you can’t do it. ...

After Chen Xing entered the medical room, he found that the room was not big, and there was a curtain in the middle. The black curtain had only a slit in the middle. Looking through the slit of the curtain, he could only see a hand tied around his wrist. There was a silk thread, and the other end of the thread was pulled through this gap. There was a table and chairs, obviously prepared for Chen Xing, and the pulled thread was placed on the table.

Chen Xing's medical skills are about looking, hearing, asking, and feeling. Now he can't do the first three, and only the last one is left.

In fact, Chen Xing didn't have any clues in his heart. When Bai Xiaosheng taught him medical skills, he didn't teach Xuansi pulse diagnosis. I'm afraid Bai Xiaosheng didn't understand it himself.The reason why he decided to give it a try was just like the analysis with Yu Wenfeng just now. He believed that since there were records in ancient times, it should have happened, but people lost this magical skill later.

And the bigger possibility is that as Chen Xing analyzed, those who can use the silk to diagnose the pulse may only be able to do it by very clever martial arts masters.And many martial arts masters may not reach that state in their lifetime, and those who can reach that state may not be familiar with medical skills.

Chen Xing sat down, stretched out his hand to pinch the silk thread in his hand, carefully felt the feeling of his fingertips, only felt that the silk thread was like stagnant water, there was no movement at all, and his heart became cold.

It seems that the diagnosis of pulse by hanging silk is not as easy as imagined.

At this time, Chen Xing's phone rang, and it was naturally Yu Wenfeng calling.

Chen Xing answered the phone, and when Yu Wenfeng reported "Pao Er Ping Wu", he casually reported "Ma Ba Jin Qi".Almost all chess games have a set pattern at the beginning, nothing more than the usual moves, so Chen Xing reciprocated without thinking.

Then, there was a constant report of chess records over there. While Chen Xing was constantly testing the other end of the silk thread with his true energy, he also kept forming chess games in his mind, playing chess in the air with the old man in the chess room. After a while, beads of sweat appeared on Chen Xing's forehead.

Chen Xing did not close the door of the infirmary, nor did Yu Wenfeng close the door of the chess room.The fat man and those who watched the fun gathered around the door of the infirmary, wanting to see how Chen Xing passed the exam, but he was already sweating profusely, and he kept chanting "Bing Qi" A bunch of nonsense.

The fat man laughed and said: "This soil turtle is sweating and talking nonsense, he will definitely fail the registration test!"

Some of the spectators knew how to play chess, and they heard Chen Xing was reading chess records, so they said, "He is not talking nonsense, what he read seems to be chess records!"

More and more people came to sign up from outside. They basically paid expensive registration fees and passed through easily. When they were free, they saw a bunch of fat people crowding around the door of the infirmary. The door was full of people.

"Hey, what's going on in there?" a latecomer asked.

"It's checking the pulse with a silk thread inside! It's unlucky for this soil turtle to have such a difficult problem, and now it's rare to be full of nonsense, haha!" replied one of the first arrivals.

The person who knew chess corrected him again: "I don't think he is talking nonsense, what he read seems to be chess records!"

"Chess record? Why is he reading chess records?"

"Just now I heard from the old man who signed up that this soil turtle wants to challenge two problems at once, and they have to do them at the same time. Unfortunately, one problem has to be done in the infirmary, and the other problem has to be done in the chess room. Could it be that he is playing chess at this time? But he's not in the chess room either." The man who knew chess said doubtfully.

The fat man was still observing Chen Xing carefully. At this time, he discovered another funny phenomenon, and said with a smile, "Damn it, isn't this scumbag asking for help outside the venue? He actually still has the heart to make a phone call at this time?"

Everyone noticed that Chen Xing was holding a mobile phone the size of a brick in one hand and put it to his ear, and he was still reading the chess record in his mouth.

The person who knew chess suddenly realized: "Ah, I see, he is not asking for help outside the court, he is asking for help outside the court! Didn't the beauty just say that she can't play chess, but she has already entered the chess room! "

As a result, everyone's interest turned to Yu Wenfeng again, and a bunch of people flocked to the door of the chess room. Sure enough, they saw Yu Wenfeng sitting opposite an old man with a mobile phone in one hand, playing chess with the old man.

"Car nine into one." Yu Wenfeng repeated the old man's move, and after waiting for a while, Chen Xing reported the chess record from the phone, and she said to the old man: "Pao eight into seven."

The old man stretched out his hand and put Yu Wenfeng's chess pieces in place, then continued to stare at the chessboard thinking with his brows furrowed.

Outside the chess room, the person who knew chess said pleasantly: "This beauty is really talking to the doctor's office. It turns out that the person playing chess is not this beauty. Report your own moves, the beauty is just a mouthpiece!"

This person can play chess, but his chess skills are not very high. He has always respected the superb skill of playing blindfolded chess. He has never seen a blindfolded chess player before. This time he finally saw him, so he was naturally a little excited.

The fat man said disdainfully: "Look at you, the beauty is just a sounding board, what's so exciting about it, as if this beauty is your wife."

Not all of this group of people are as mindless as Fatty, and there are a few people who can still play chess, and they have heard of blindfold chess even if they don't know how to play chess.

Then someone laughed at the fat man and said, "Fat man, this is called playing blindfold chess. A fat-brained person like you won't understand it."

Fatty wanted to get angry, but when he saw several people on the other side laughed, they were obviously from another camp. He would not be easily disadvantaged in such a crowded scene, so he said disdainfully: "What is blindfold chess? I have never heard of it!"

"Haven't you heard of blind chess? You just don't look at the chessboard, just like the person in the hospital room, who can play chess with you in the air. What a brain, you have to memorize all the movements on the chessboard!" Someone gave a heartfelt admiration.

Damn, have the whole chessboard in your head?Do you have to memorize all the movements on the chessboard?Then you have to blow your mind?The fat man shook his head, feeling that his brain would explode if he memorized one more move.

After listening to the explanations of those who knew chess, the group of people outside the door were thinking in their hearts, that soil turtle in the infirmary is really a bull, not only playing blindfold chess from the air, but also using the thread to diagnose the pulse.

"Ma four retreat five." The old man frowned and reported.

After a while, Yu Wenfeng reported: "Three cars enter one."

The old man frowned again, helped Yu Wenfeng's chess piece to its place, and then stared at the chessboard thinking.

Seeing the old man like this, Yu Wenfeng knew in her heart that it was not easy for the old man to deal with Chen Xing's chess moves.Although she doesn't know how to play chess, she can naturally imagine that Chen Xing's situation is much more difficult than the old man's.

Uncle Po can play chess with this old man without looking at the chessboard at all. How did his broken head grow?Amazing!
Yu Wenfeng wanted to ask Chen Xing on the phone how the Xuansi pulse diagnosis was going, but he was afraid that it would affect his train of thought.Because even if she doesn't know how to play chess, she also knows that the chessboard in front of her is all in his mind, and too much interruption may cause him to have memory errors.