It's up to you not to be popular

After the other party said that, Su Che couldn't ask any more questions, so the three of them finished the meal in silence.

After the meal, Mr. He took the two of them to a small pavilion in the courtyard, which was nicknamed "Appreciating the Moon."

Su Che could tell that Mr. He might just want to find someone to chat with. Although Ma Baiwei was not very happy to follow, but before he could say the refusal, he was stared at fiercely by the old man and dared not speak. .

"Come on, junior, let's play a game with the old man." Mr. He got a chessboard out of nowhere, and just put it on the table.

"I don't know how to play." Ma Baiwei looked at the chessboard and waved his hands. There was a Go board on the table.

"What about you?" Ma Baiwei's words made him somewhat disappointed, but he looked at Su Che very quickly, with eager eyes flashing in his eyes.

"I will." Su Che nodded. Seeing this game of Go, he somewhat missed his mother, who loved to play Go very much, because no one would accompany her to fight on the chessboard, so after he became sensible, he was directly beaten by his mother. Sent to the so-called Go youth class to learn.

During the study, Su Che gradually understood the charm of Go. Driven by interest, his chess skills naturally became more and more sophisticated. He also participated in many junior group Go competitions, and his results were quite good. Unfortunately, no matter how old he was At one point, he gave up this interest because of his heavy studies, and after his mother passed away, he even forgot about Go.

Looking at the chessboard we kissed now, Su Che felt somewhat nostalgic and sad. These feelings were unconsciously exposed, which caused Mr. He to ask: "Why? Are you so reluctant to play chess with the old man? Looking at your chessboard Bitter gourd face."

"It's nothing." Su Che waved his hand, "I just think of my mother who has passed away, so I'm a little sad. She is also a person who loves Go."

"Oh?" Mr. He rolled his eyes and asked tentatively, "Your mother's surname is Shan?"

Su Che was taken aback, then nodded, "How do you know?"

Mr. He didn't answer, just smoothed his beard, and continued to ask: "Could it be that your mother's name is Shan Qi?"

As he spoke, Mr. He dipped his finger in some tea, and wrote the word "Shan Qi" stroke by stroke on the table.

Su Che looked at it, but shook his head, and said with a smile: "This is really a coincidence, my mother does have a single word 'qi', but it's not this 'Qi', but '思'."

With that said, Su Che also followed Mr. He's example, dipped some tea and wrote "未" on the table.

Mr. He looked at the "晚" on the table, his eyes flickered for a while, then he looked away and looked at Su Che, "Come, come, let's play chess."

Su Che responded, and walked out of the mood of missing his mother, chose Bai Zi, and gave the priority to the other party.

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Su Che is a little depressed now, if he knows that Mr. He's chess skills are so good, then he would rather pretend that he doesn't know how to play chess.

That's right, although Mr. He loves to play chess, he is a veritable chess player. The real time for the next game of Go is not short, but playing chess with him can almost wipe out the opponent in a short time , It is clear at a glance who wins and who loses.

But this Mr. He is a master who refuses to admit defeat. If he can't make a move with Su Che, he asks to keep playing, and from time to time he relies on the old man to sell the old man, asking Su Che to make a move or to regret the move.

Is there still a way to play this chess well?

What can Su Che do?I can only make promises one by one, dumbfounding, and secretly release the water again and again. I'm afraid that if Mr. He won a game tonight, I won't be able to go back to rest, and he will have to guard it tomorrow morning. What about He Xuan?

But even though Su Che had put the water in this way, Mr. He still didn't win a game all night. Su Che smiled wryly in his heart, and secretly decided not to play chess with the opponent again.

It doesn't matter if you are poor in skills, it doesn't matter if you are afraid of poor skills, and it doesn't matter if you have bad luck, but you still prefer to play chess because you are afraid of bad luck.

Su Che was very depressed, but fortunately it was getting late, Mr. He finally had to let him go and go back to rest.

"Let's fight again tomorrow night." After clearing away the chess pieces on the table, Mr. He did not forget to ask.

Naturally, Su Che didn't dare to agree, so he just helped clean up, smiled apologetically and didn't open his mouth.

Back in his own room, Su Che felt sleepy for a while as soon as he went to bed.

But Ma Baiwei's words made his drowsiness disappear, and he became completely refreshed.

This is what Ma Baiwei said, "That's right, Ah Che, aren't you an entertainer? Is it okay that you've been out for so long?"

This sentence suddenly reminded Su Che of a very bad thing for him, that is, he had been out for a few days, but he didn't report anything to his manager, Sister Xia!

It's over... I'll be killed by Sister Xia Ling Chi... I will definitely...

In a hurry, I turned over and got out of bed, rummaged in my luggage, and finally found my mobile phone from the bottom layer. I pressed the button a few times, but the screen didn't light up at all, obviously it was out of battery.

He hurriedly dug out the charger again, wanted to charge it up, and hurriedly called back to report to sister Xia, but walked around the room several times, but didn't find any charging socket.

isn't it...

It's fine if the building looks like an antique, but is it true that there is no electricity at all?

Seeing Su Che's anxious appearance, Ma Baiwei naturally guessed about seven or eight points, stepped forward and patted Su Che on the shoulder, "Brother, don't be nervous, it's getting late today, your manager must have rested, Why don't you call her tomorrow morning."

Su Che could only nod his head in response, and obediently went to bed to rest. Unfortunately, he didn't sleep well that night. In his dream, he dreamed that Sister Xia turned into a monster and chased him non-stop, and finally turned into a monster. When Sister Xia stretched out her long and sharp claws and pierced her chest, Su Che woke up with a start.

It was already dawn, and there was still the feeling of being pressed by a heavy object on his chest. He looked up and saw that it was Ma Baiwei's "salty pig's hand". The other party was lying on the bed in a very awkward position, sleeping soundly, a Just like that, the arm was on Su Che's body.

Su Che pushed that arm away, but Ma Baiwei still didn't wake up, but groaned a few times as if uncomfortable, and turned over.

"Juniors, are you awake?" There was a knock on the door, followed by Mr. He's voice, "The old man came in."

"Please come in." Su Che responded, and then pushed Ma Baiwei who was still asleep, "Bai Wei, Bai Wei wake up soon, it's time to get up."

"Sleep a little longer..." Ma Bai clicked his lips slightly, still closed his eyes, and continued to sleep.

As soon as Mr. He entered the door, he saw Ma Baiwei who was still lying on the bed, and his eyes widened, "Lazy."

Then when he raised his hands, a wave of air surged over, and Ma Baiwei was lifted up out of thin air by him, and then with his wave of his hand, Ma Baiwei's whole body appeared in a parabola shape, and was thrown out of the room viciously.

There was only a "plop" sound outside the house, the sound of a heavy object falling into the water, and then the sound of "crash clatter" struggling, and finally mixed with Ma Baiwei's dissatisfied cry: "You old thing, this is Kill me!"

"Hmph." Inside the room, Mr. He stood with his hands behind his back, his face revealed a complacent and affectionate expression, where there was no seriousness of an old man.

"By the way, old man." Knowing that Ma Baiwei will be fine, Su Che didn't bother. Although he felt infinitely sympathetic, he asked, "Do you have a power hole here?"

"Of course there is, why?"

Hearing this, Su Che breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, otherwise, how could he get in touch with Sister Xia, "My phone is out of battery, and I need to make an important call."

"Come with me." Then, Mr. He led him to a row of bookshelves, reached out and took down the thickest book, and on the wall behind the book were several neatly arranged power sockets. hole.

Su Che was a little speechless. As for hiding it so deeply?

"I'm going to ask someone to prepare the meal first. I'll see you at the pavilion yesterday." After saying that, Mr. He left the house.

Quickly plugged the charger into it, watched the screen slowly light up, showing that it was charging, Su Che directly pressed the power button, and then dialed Sister Xia's phone with the mood of 'death generously'.

As soon as the call was connected, Su Che said before the other party spoke: "Sister Xia, Sister Xia, I was wrong, please listen to my explanation first, I have a reason for this incident, I was really in a hurry, so I didn't have time to talk to you Explain, listen to me first..."

"Who are you?" Unexpectedly, the other party asked such a sentence, with a flat and calm tone.

Su Che was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously looked at the phone screen again, the outgoing call on the screen showed that he did not make a wrong call, and the voice just now was indeed Miss Xia's.

"Sister Xia, it's me, I'm Su Che."

"Su Che?" Sister Xia's voice raised a little bit, and then she sneered, and said ironically, "Yo, it turned out to be Su Che, the great actor, why did you think of it with me, a little manager?" Contacted? Are you very busy at work recently? I can understand that people are so busy after they become popular. They are so busy that even their own agents ignore them. Reported as missing, you disappeared completely, tell me, where did you go to make a fortune?"

The other party's words made Su Che break out in cold sweat, "Sister Xia, I was wrong..."

After talking with Sister Xia for nearly an hour, the charging phone felt a little hot to the touch, and Su Che finally explained the problem clearly.

"Hmph, for the sake of not delaying work, next time, I will hide you." Sister Xia snorted coldly.

Sister Xia explained a few more words, "I don't know how long you will take care of Mr. He, but the shooting of the idol drama I told you about last time will start in two weeks. You can handle it yourself. Don’t come to me anymore, and I’ve picked up a few jobs for you, and if you’re lucky, they all start in two weeks.”

"Yes, yes." Su Che quickly agreed, "I promise to return on time."

Finally, he saved his job. After hanging up the phone, Su Che felt emotional in his heart, touched his already a little hungry alone, and murmured: "Hurry up and eat, and then go to see He Xuan, is he already awake?" Woolen cloth?"