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Everyone in the chess room was stunned.

This made Ye Wushuang go?

And what did Ye Wushuang's words mean?

What is "just learn this stuff"?

Is she very good?

"I'm going to the Chess Association's official website to check Ye Wushuang's level."

Boy A took out his mobile phone, logged on to the official website of the Chinese Chess Association, and entered the word Ye Wushuang, and the search result was 0.

"0" means that Ye Wushuang did not register his name with the Chess Association.

It also means that she has never passed the exam!

"What the hell? I thought she was awesome, but she didn't even pass the grade test, she's a pure novice!" Boy A complained with his mobile phone:

"Let me just say, she is a village girl, how can she know how to play chess!"

Ye Wushuang came from Dashan Village, where the teaching resources are very scarce, so how could he have the opportunity to learn chess?

"Then why does she look down on what we have learned? We are all eighth-level chess players in the Chess Association!" Girl B objected.

The highest level of strength in the Chess Association is the Grandmaster, and the descending order is: Alternate Grandmaster, Level [-] Chess Player to Level [-] Chess Player.

It is already very good for them to become eighth-level chess players at their age.

"Principal Shangguan was confused. He didn't even check Ye Wushuang's level, so he put him in the team." Boy C frowned.

"The host of this competition is Asuka. If we lose to others on our own territory, how embarrassing it would be?" Girl D sighed.

The accompanying teachers nodded in agreement.

It's really embarrassing to lose on your own territory.

"Maybe the principal trusts classmate Ye more." Rong Qingru said softly.

"Wooooow, the goddess is so gentle, unlike me, I want to beat Ye Wushuang." Everyone expressed their admiration.

"It's overrated." Rong Qingru smiled modestly, and heaved a sigh of relief.

To be honest, when she first heard Ye Wushuang say that she was going to participate in the inter-school league, she was quite flustered.

Because Ye Wushuang is full of uncertain factors now.

She is worried that Ye Wushuang is a master of hiding, who will take away her light and disrupt her plan.

Now it seems, oh, nothing.

What is the reason why Ye Wushuang insisted on participating in the competition because he didn't understand chess?

"Qingru, it's your turn." Shen Wenyu pressed the chess clock, his handsome appearance stood out among the crowd of passers-by.

The smile on the corner of Rong Qingru's mouth slowly faded away.

How could she forget that Ye Wushuang likes Shen Wenyu very much.

The purpose, of course, is to get close to Shen Wenyu!

Yes, Ye Wushuang, playing hard to get is a good trick!

I will never let you succeed!

-

Center Street.

Ye Wushuang asked the driver to pull over, opened the car door and walked towards a warmly decorated dessert shop.

The proprietress in her thirties warmly received:

"What would you like to buy, miss? We have black forest mousse, matcha mille-feuille, meringue puffs, tiramisu..."

Ye Wushuang handed over the few pocket money in the wallet to the proprietress.

Then I ordered some Black Forest mousse through the window, and said calmly, "This."

"Okay!" The proprietress was about to put the cake into the box.

"Forget it, let's change to this." Ye Wushuang ordered matcha thousand layers.

"Okay~" The proprietress put down the black forest mousse and went to get the matcha mille-feuille.

"Sorry, I still want the Black Forest." Ye Wushuang pointed back.

"Okay." The proprietress went to fetch the Black Forest again.

She lowered her head and found that the slender fingers in front of the window that were pointing to the black forest had touched the most expensive tiramisu.

"Miss, the price of this model—"

She opened Ye Wushuang's beautiful eyes with black pupils, little by little, full of anticipation and desire to eat.

"The price of this one is just on sale! Miss is so lucky, come, pack it up and take it away, goodbye!"

The proprietress saw off the guests with a standard smile.

Under the counter, the working girl hugged her legs and cried: "Madam, you lost money again!"

"Don't ask, if you ask, you will be the most beautiful girl in the world." The proprietress continued to smile, her heart was bleeding.

The Huasheng Building opposite the dessert shop.

With his hands in his pockets, Ji Shen stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, with a majestic and upright figure, and his handsome face was even more exquisite under the setting sun.

"It turns out that she also has something she likes."

In his deep and dark eyes, there was an undetectable smile.

He had just finished a cross-border video conference when he found Ye Wushuang shopping in the dessert shop downstairs.

Dessert?

It's an unexpected hobby.

"Miss Ye seems to want to eat everything." Feng Jiu was thoughtful.

She struggled for a long time in front of the window.

The smile in Ji Shen's eyes deepened.

The more I get to know Ye Wushuang, the more I feel that Ye Wushuang is like a beautifully packaged gift box, dazzling and unique.

People can't help but wonder what's inside the gift box.

he thinks.

open to take a look.

-

When Ji Shen returned to the villa, he found Ye Wushuang sitting in the dining room in a daze.

The tiramisu box in front of the table has been deformed, and the cake inside is also torn apart, broken everywhere.

The young maid bowed at the side and apologized at the speed of light: "Miss Ye, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry!"

"What's going on?" Ji Shen frowned.

"Ms. Hui Ji, it's all my fault. I accidentally bumped into Miss Ye at the corner and broke the cake..." the maid replied guiltily.

Miss Ye seems to like this tiramisu very much.

"It's my problem, I don't blame you." Ye Wushuang came back to his senses.

She was so preoccupied with figuring out where to start her mouth that she didn't pay attention to the corner.

It's a pity for this tiramisu.

"I, I'll go to the city and buy another one from you!" The maid felt more and more guilty.

It's rare for Miss Ye to have something she likes, how could she be so careless!

"When you pass by, the store will also be closed."

Ji Shen took off his suit jacket and handed it to Feng Jiu. He only wore a white shirt and looked refined and abstinent.

He rolled up his sleeves a few times, went to the kitchen to put on a dark apron, cracked the eggs familiarly, and took out the yolks for later use.

Ye Wushuang was a little surprised by this series of actions.

Then, wonder turned into admiration.

That extremely handsome man was like a magician. In just half an hour, he combined several scattered things into a perfectly shaped cake, overflowing with sweetness.

"Tiramisu needs to be refrigerated overnight to get the best taste. Time is too late, you should eat this first."

Ji Shen took off his apron and brought the cake in front of Ye Wushuang with a gentlemanly and elegant gesture.

Ye Wushuang picked up the fork, cut a piece and put it in her mouth. The sweetness of the tip of her tongue made her black eyes shine, and she sincerely praised:

"good to eat."

In the sight of the man, there was a little more admiration that she didn't even notice.

The corners of Ji Shen's lips rose slightly.

He likes how Ye Wushuang looks at him like this.

"Will the Ji family still train offspring to make desserts?" Ye Wushuang was curious, and silently added:

And so delicious.

"will not."

Ji Shen's voice was deep and sweet: "My mother also likes desserts. In order to make her happy, I learned cooking from a pastry chef for two months."

He has a high level of comprehension, he learns things quickly, and he graduated as a teacher in two months.

Ye Wu nodded while eating the cake.

That appearance is so well-behaved, it makes people want to hold her in their arms and love her.

Thinking of the scene of her crying helplessly last night, Ji Shen's heart moved, and his thin lips parted slightly:

"I didn't make dessert for the third person except my mother and you. Do you know what that means?"

If the outside world knew that he personally made desserts for girls, they would be surprised from ear to ear.

Ye Wushuang dug a piece of cake, thought for a moment and replied:

"Meaning I look like your mother?"

……

It was eerily quiet all around.

Ji took a deep breath, took away the cake in front of Ye Wushuang, and smiled slightly.

"Your cake is gone."

Ye Wushuang, who was happy after eating half of it: "?"

[The author has something to say]

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