Mo Yang

Cai Zijie did not say anything after getting the nine copies of the "Internet Sales Operation Rules" with different handwriting, and quietly put an end to the memorization storm.

Qiao Yang took this opportunity to establish a good relationship with everyone else.With more contact and better relationship, Qiao Yang gradually noticed something strange... The people in this family, to be precise, the few people led by Han Mo, seemed to have some special talents.

The first person who made Qiao Yang feel wrong was Tutu's E-level Zhu Xian.

Zhu Xian is a history major. After graduating from university, he worked as a factory worker in his hometown for a few years, almost driven crazy by the boring life.Wanting to find a new job, he submitted his resume on a job search website, but was spotted by Tutu and tricked him into Guancheng.Zhu Xian felt that joining the organization was better than staying in his hometown as a worker with a fixed salary, so he stayed.According to Qiao Yang's observation, this person should be interested in Tutu, always by Tutu's side, whispering to the little girl, and making up jokes to make her happy.

Zhu Xian looks gentle and wears gold-rimmed glasses, which makes him look quite cultured.In addition, he always shared some historical knowledge with everyone during the "study" time, and his eloquence was like a class, so he got the code name "Professor".

One of the professor's hobbies is playing chess. Whether it's go, chess, chess, or military flag checkers and flying chess, as long as he can tell the purpose, he can and loves to play.

In the MLM organization, the entertainment of playing chess is not available at any time. Generally, only during the break time can the chessboard be set up for a fight.Saturday afternoon is a regular rest time. After everyone in the house finishes cleaning together, they can gather in the restaurant to play chess, and they can also apply for a mobile phone with the SIM card removed to play music.Playing until dinner time, everyone cooks together to improve life—from the usual two-vegetable, one-soup, and one-rice meal with less oil and salt, to the two-meat, two-vegetable, one-soup noodle dish with some animal offal.

Every Saturday afternoon, the professor is always so happy that he invites everyone to play chess as soon as the cleaning is over.There are go, chess, backgammon, checkers and military chess in this family, and the professor likes to play the last one the most.

As we all know, there are three ways to play military chess, open chess, dark chess and flip chess.However, the professor increased the difficulty of dark chess. He only glanced at the distribution of his own chess pieces when laying out the chessboard, and then buckled all the chess pieces on the chessboard, moving the chess pieces by memory.He has a high winning rate in military chess, winning nine out of ten games.Everyone also lamented that the professor had a brilliant brain, and he could remember the changes of his own pieces while analyzing the opponent's pieces.

Therefore, Qiao Yang believed that the professor's IQ was above average, smarter than the average person, but not astonishingly brilliant until the second Saturday when he joined the organization.

This Saturday afternoon, the professor was taken out by Cai Zijie, and since he couldn't play Junqi, Qiao Yang played Go with Han Mo.

Halfway through the chess game, the professor came home, rushed into the restaurant, stood up beside the chessboard and wailed, "You guys started playing Go? What about your love for military chess? What am I playing? What's the point of being a human being if you can't play chess on Saturday afternoon!" It didn't stop until Tutu jumped up and grabbed his ears, watching the battle with his mouth pursed aggrievedly.

On the chessboard, Qiao Yang and Han Mo were in full swing.

Qiao Yang's Go was taught by Han Mo, and he has studied it intermittently for six or seven years. Coupled with his flexible mind, his Go skills are quite good... But this level is not enough for Han Mo, who has a strong calculation ability.In the first half of the game, he fought vigorously, and in the second half, he was basically beaten by Master Han. In the end, black lost Wumu Ban, and the chessboard fight ended in three hours.

After playing chess, Han Mo was called by Cai Zijie to the kitchen to help cook, Qiao Yang accepted Go, and the professor happily invited everyone to play Junqi.After playing chess and eating, the floor was spread out, the lights were turned off, and everyone chatted in twos and threes, waiting to be called to the small room to "develop business" and call his parents by the way. Qiao Yang saw the professor sitting alone by the wall writing and drawing .

Ten minutes later, the professor was called to make a phone call, and Qiao Yang made room for someone else, so he sat where the professor had been sitting before.He accidentally glanced over the piece of paper that the professor had drawn, and his heart suddenly jumped: This is... a chess game?

Seeing that no one was paying attention, Qiao Yang took the paper in his hand and looked at it carefully, only to see that there were no grids on the paper, only dense circles and forks.He looked at it for a while, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became... He regarded the circle as a white chess piece, and the chacha as a black chess piece. The picture on the picture was clearly the game of Go that he played against Han Mo this afternoon.

The professor is replaying the game with a pencil.

No, it's not just a replay.Qiao Yang frowned and looked at a Jie in the lower left corner of the screen. He remembered clearly that this Jie was broken by Han Mo before the professor went home to watch the chess. It's very different... Qiao Yang felt a cold air rushing up the soles of his feet.

what does that mean?This means that the professor can accurately guess how he and Han Mo played in the first half of the game just by looking at the board in the first half of the game and watching the fight in the second half... What an amazing calculation ability And the ability to spy on people's hearts!he……

"Little Qiao, what are you looking at?" At this moment, a slow male voice sounded softly above Qiao Yang.

Qiao Yang was so frightened that he shivered all over. He threw away the paper in his hand and looked up. At some point, the professor had already stood in front of him.There was only the dim light of the night light in the restaurant, and the professor's expression was vague, but Qiao Yang knew that the other party was staring at him condescendingly, and he curled up his lips to show a weird smile.

"I, I came to sit here, and I accidentally touched this piece of paper. I saw that the drawing on it was weird, so I picked it up and took a look." Qiao Yang's hairs were all blown up, and the professor in front of him made him feel dangerous instinctively. .He forced himself to explain calmly while shaking the piece of paper in his hand, "Do you know whose paper this is?"

The professor seemed to think about Qiao Yang's words.When he knelt down, he still showed his gentle and harmless expression: "Ah, this piece of paper is mine!"

"Then it's up to you. What is this you painted?" Qiao Yang looked more harmless than him.

The professor pushed the glasses with the middle finger of his right hand, took the paper, rolled it up in the palm of his hand, and said with a chuckle, "I'm playing Go with myself." Then he put his index finger on his lips, "This behavior is also Playing chess is not allowed, you must help me keep it a secret!"

Qiao Yang froze for a moment, nodded in agreement, and thought to himself: Is this the reason why he was abnormal just now?I played chess with myself, and it turned out that we played chess this afternoon... Is it possible?

With this discovery, Qiao Yang secretly observed the professor's every move in the following days. He really wanted to know whether the professor had the terrifying calculation ability and mind-reading observation ability as he had speculated.But the professor didn't notice the specialness, and the unusualness of Tutu bumped into Qiao Yang - Tutu might have her own memory palace, and her memory was extraordinarily good.

The third Tuesday that Qiao Yang joined the MLM organization was the first time he worked with Tutu as a student on duty.At 11 noon, the two walked into the kitchen and began to prepare lunch. Qiao Yang found that the only condiments were salt, chili powder and thirteen spices, so he turned to chat with Tutu: "Thirteen spices? My parents never seem to cook. Put... what do you think is inside?"

He was asking casually, but he didn't want Tutu to gently rub the belly of his middle finger with the belly of his thumb, and replied: "Zikou, amomum, nutmeg, cinnamon, clove, pepper, aniseed, fennel, woody, Angelica dahurica, three Nye, galangal, dried ginger."

Qiao Yang was slightly taken aback.

Tutu smiled innocently: "How about it, do I know a lot!"

"Ah, um, yes." Qiao Yang nodded, picked up a few potatoes from the ground and began to peel them, thinking to himself: Am I being careless?The movement of her rubbing her fingers just now is very similar to the memory masters in the World Memory Competition looking through their memory palace...

With doubts buried in his heart, Qiao Yang began to test Tutu intentionally or unintentionally.He deliberately brought up a famous text in an elementary school textbook or asked about a certain legal clause, and then watched her reaction.Tutu always rubs his fingers subconsciously, and then clearly recites these contents clearly.Repeated several times, Qiao Yang was almost sure that when Tutu rubbed his fingers, he was "checking" his memory!This delicate and cute little sister who has not yet completed her graduation defense has all the provisions of the Constitution, Criminal Law, and Civil Law in her head, all the textbook knowledge from elementary school to undergraduate, and all kinds of art appraisal knowledge...

Realizing all this, Qiao Yang's heart was broken: Why is she so reluctant to stay in the MLM organization?Using such an ability for deceit is reckless!Going to neurology and being an observation object for scientists is more promising than staying here!

Finding a chance when everyone else was busy, Qiao Yang pulled Tutu aside and asked her, "Sister, why are you staying here?"

Tutu slapped her eyelashes: "Because Han Mo is here... Where Han Mo is, I will be there."

Qiao Yang was dumbfounded: "What do you mean? You mean you like him, like Han Mo?" Every time he said a word, he felt a sour bubble popping up from the bottom of his heart.

Tutu's face turned red in an instant, and he reached out to cover his mouth, looked around guiltily, made sure no one heard him, then poked his chest with his finger, and whispered fiercely: "Did you forget the rules at home? It is strictly forbidden to mess with men and women!"

"Then do you like Han Mo?" Qiao Yang lowered his voice cooperatively.

Tutu held her red face: "I, I don't know if I like it... I just think that the appearance of Han Mo has brightened my life. At that time, I just came to learn about network marketing and found that It’s really scary that my phone was confiscated! Then Han Mo appeared, he wiped my face with a hot towel, and touched my hair... His voice is so beautiful, and there seems to be a gentle universe in his eyes. I know , such a gentle person will never hurt me, no matter what he asks me to do, I am willing, no matter where he goes, I am willing to follow..."

This passage was too literary, too much like the heroine's lines of a dog-blooded idol drama, which made Qiao Yang suffer from occupational diseases, and subconsciously said: "According to the development of the plot, there should be a spare tire on the line at this time to express heartbroken, Believe it or not?" After speaking, he turned his head, just in time to see the professor rush out clutching his heart.

Qiao Yang: "...couldn't it be so bloody?"

The author has something to say: Professor (putting his glasses on top with his middle finger): Heh, sprinkling dog blood?

Author (shrinking): Hey, hey

Professor (slowly): What's the use of you posting more than 1 words a day, no one comments or saves

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