Rebirth: Reading Becomes a God

Chapter 395
"Since you took the initiative to choose chess, then I can only be respectful rather than obedient, but don't say that I bully you."

Li Qianqian is full of confidence.

Her chess skill is not comparable to that of Su Xueqing.

"Don't worry, if you lose, you will be convinced!"

"it is good!"

The two took their seats.

Chess pieces placed on the board.

But just as he was about to hold the flag, Ye Chen's figure suddenly appeared.

He didn't want to come.

With such a large group of people competing for his 'right to belong', he really didn't know whether to be happy or embarrassed, but he didn't want Su Xueqing to lose too badly.

Although she is a cultivator, her learning ability is stronger than ordinary people.

But after all, there are so many types, and with Su Xueqing's strength, it is as difficult as reaching the sky to defeat the opponent.

What's more, this itself is still an unfair game.

"Honey, why are you here?" Su Xueqing's eyes lit up, and she asked in surprise.

"I'm afraid they will bully you."

Ye Chen's voice fell.

Many girls felt a chill in their hearts.

Does the male god still like Su Xueqing more?

So what's the point of us having this fight?
Ugh!
Momo sighed in his heart, his enthusiasm for the competition was extinguished a lot in an instant.

"Thanks husband."

Su Xueqing hugged Ye Chen's arm and leaned on his shoulder affectionately.

Ye Chen lovingly stroked her hair a few times.

This wave of dog food caught everyone off guard.

Slowly, everyone's eyes changed a few times.

The male god seems to love Su Xueqing very much, if they are separated, will it ruin a marriage?

Li Qianqian bit her lip tightly, her heart felt like a thousand knives to grind meat, the pain was excruciating.

Ye Chen never looked at her from now on.

Could it be that he doesn't like him that much?
Regardless of whether Su Xueqing can be forced to retreat, she must slap her face today, and Su Xueqing's arrogance must be extinguished.

"Is it even better?"

Li Qianqian put aside the wild thoughts in her heart, and asked in a cold voice.

"Better, of course."

"Xueqing, why don't you let me come?" Ye Chen said.

Su Xueqing's eyebrows twitched.

"Have you forgotten? You taught me a trick before."

Seeing the cunning flashing in her eyes, Ye Chen suddenly realized.

Before, Ye Chen played chess with Japanese people.

At that time, Su Xueqing was very curious about chess and insisted on learning a move.

Without any choice.

Ye Chen taught her an eternal routine: winning moves.

There is only one way to crack this trick.

Those who understand it will naturally break it easily, but if they fall into the trap, they will surely die.

Su Xueqing is trying to play tricks.

"Okay then, let's go play chess."

Ye Chen silently walked to the side to watch.

Everyone was silent again, and began to watch the match between the two goddesses.

Su Xueqing's skill is very simple, and the fairy guides the way at the beginning.

Li Qianqian reciprocated with Li.

The two took the first few steps very quickly, and there was almost no time to think.

After twenty moves gradually, Su Xueqing's disadvantage is extremely obvious, and there are very few generals in the camp.

Just after Li Qianqian settled her son, she felt that she would win this victory.

But the scene changed immediately.

Su Xueqing abandoned the horse and killed Li Qianqian in one step.

Seeing this scene, the scene was completely silent.

Li Qianqian, known as the female chess god, lost?

Then, the cheers of the explosion were endless.

All the boys shouted together.

"Su Xueqing, Su Xueqing, Su Xueqing..."

She stood up with a smile, and reached out to shake Li Qianqian.

It separates instantly with a light touch.

Li Qianqian looked at Su Xueqing, who was the winner, with bitterness.

She even lost the chess she was so proud of?
Will she still be Su Xueqing's opponent in the future?
wrong.

Li Qianqian suddenly realized.

She asked curiously: "Your chess playing style just now is similar to Ye Chen's. Did Ye Chen teach you this move?"

Su Xueqing nodded unabashedly: "That's right."

"Hmph, so I lost to Ye Chen, not to you. If there is another time, I will definitely break your game."

"It's a pity you didn't have a chance."

"you……"

Li Qianqian stood aside with hatred.

Because Su Xueqing had already walked in front of the next challenger.

"An Lingtong and Li Zhixue, the skills of the two of you complement each other. Let's compare together."

One of them is a master of calligraphy and the other is a master of ink painting. The two of them have a very good temperament. At first glance, they have the style of a lady, and they have the air of literati in their gestures.

Su Xueqing can't even envy this point, it can only be conceived in a scholarly family since she was a child, obviously she has missed the opportunity.

The two nodded silently.

Their movements are very light, but the moment they pick up the pen, their style changes suddenly.

An Lingtong wrote the eight characters of "Things of a feather flock together, and people are divided into groups".

It is not difficult to see what she wants to express between the lines.

Obviously, she thought Ye Chen was an excellent person, and only someone who was equally excellent could match her.

The mocking Su Xueqing from the side is not good enough.

Although she looked very angry, even Su Xueqing had to admit it.

An Lingtong did write well.

With one stroke, it looks like a runaway horse flying into the sky and then leaving in the dust; it is also like a dragon floating around in the sea, coming from emptiness and returning to emptiness.

Bazi [-]%.

All the people present applauded heartily, endlessly.

"Floating clouds and flowing water, brush strokes like smoke, good calligraphy, good calligraphy!"

"Look at its strength without losing it, show its posture without boasting, it's amazing!"

"In this match, Su Xueqing will definitely lose!"

……

There was more worry in Ye Chen's eyes.

Although he taught Su Xueqing before, calligraphy is not something that can be learned quickly. She has not put it into practice and practice at all, and has no hope of winning.

But Su Xueqing was not afraid at all, as if everything was under control.

Li Zhixue's painting is also coming to an end at this time.

What she painted is a picture of a hundred birds facing the phoenix, with precise composition, various poses, birds singing, drinking and pecking, etc. The birds are solid in shape, full of wings, and have distinct layers of feathers, which are real and vivid.

And it fully embodies the grace and luxury of the phoenix bird.

This kind of freehand style is not much compared with the ancient masters Tang Bohu and Lin Liang.

With Li Zhixue's last touch, the phoenix seemed to be given life by her, and for a moment, a picture was drawn in everyone's mind.

Let people be personally on the scene, we can see the profound power of it.

She slowly said: "The phoenix was originally a simple bird, it worked tirelessly all year round, and in the year of severe drought, with the fruits of its hard work, it saved all kinds of birds that were on the verge of starvation.

In order to repay his life-saving grace, all the birds chose the most beautiful feather from each of them and dedicated it to the phoenix. The phoenix has since become a beautiful, noble and holy bird, and is revered as the king of all birds. . "

clap clap clap...

There was another burst of wonderful and enthusiastic applause.

A look of excitement flashed across everyone's face.

I didn't expect not only to see such a beautiful scroll, but also to hear moving stories. It was a worthwhile trip.

Su Xueqing sneered in her heart.

Each of these women is smarter than the other.

Always step on her foot insinuatingly.

When Li Zhixue painted a phoenix, he compared herself to a phoenix.

And everyone else, including Su Xueqing, is just one of many birds, and they all want to bow their heads to her.

Su Xueqing was expressionless, and said coldly: "It's my turn! I will serve you with pen and ink!"

(End of this chapter)