I am a farmer in the countryside, and I became famous by teaching cute babies Chinese culture

Gu Tingjie and Chen Sanyuan both live in the dormitory, while the free-fighting champion lives a self-disciplined life, speaking and getting up early every day. At this time, he has no idea how long he has slept.

After Gu Tingjie and Chen Sanyuan returned to the dormitory, they started playing "reward-based Go", using snacks as the bet. The winner would have priority in choosing.

It was a fast game, and they played many games. Sometimes they chose not to give up any pieces, and sometimes they chose to give up one or two pieces. As expected, Xiao Sanyuan was often beaten badly, and his little face turned red with anger.

Only by being able to play with white pieces and being given two pieces, Xiao Sanyuan had a slight chance of winning. In addition, it was a fast game, so Xiao Sanyuan was suppressed even more.

"It's a really enjoyable game. If you're not good at it, you should practice more."

Gu Tingjie patted the shoulder of Chen Sanyuan, who was almost furious at this time, and stood up and stretched: "I'm going to the toilet, you take a look."

"Remember, if you're not good at it, practice more!"

Gu Tingjie, who has been in the chess world for many years, knows one thing: "You should bully the weak as early as possible."

For example, when I was an exchange student studying at the chess academy in Japan, Ai Chi Maruko, who was one of the leaders at the time, often beat me.

Not only him, but also many other very good chess players at that time beat him.

But now?

How many of those people I faced now can fight with me, and how many of them can meet me in the competition?

Punching nursing homes and kicking kindergartens is an eternal tradition in any industry.

Gu Tingjie, who was already feeling extremely proud, walked into the bathroom.

There are some issues with the light in the toilet. It's not too bright when it's turned on, but I just went to the toilet for a few seconds and then left.

The moment he pulled up his trousers and prepared to go out, he was stunned.

A tall, thin man wearing glasses was standing in front of him and uttered two words very fluently:

"Gusang~!"

Gu Tingjie stared at him for two seconds, then punched him in the chest:

"Baga! Why are you here? Did I ask you to come?"

Gu Tingjie saw the text message from Ai Chi Wan Zi before and thought he might just be joking. He couldn't come so soon...

But who would have thought that he would leave the next day, and before leaving, he left a mysterious message to the Island Chess Institute:

"When I got back, I found a treasure!"

...

At the same time, in Gu Qing's residence.

Gu Qing put the things away and just opened the door, he saw Zhao Yiyi who was playing with the corner of her clothes with her head down. He patted her head speechlessly.

"What sounds good is a good start."

Zhao Yiyi turned around angrily and returned to the room next to Gu Qing.

Her heart was filled with complicated feelings at this moment. She turned around and went back to her room, chatting with the system in her mind.

After a systematic explanation, some said that they had recently been called in for a talk by their superiors, and some said that there had been some problems with their systems recently.

Gu Qing didn't believe these. If he wanted to gain his forgiveness, it was not enough to just say these. Besides that... he had to show something else.

Sure enough, the system in my head was silent for a long time, and finally a mechanical voice reluctantly sounded:

【Mama...Silver...】

The system itself was confused. When did its host develop this bad taste? Could it be that it was just too idle during this period?

Okay, okay, it would be best if I could enter a fast-forward world of survival in the future. I don’t know how I will beg for mercy then...

Gu Qing looked at the teacup on the table in the living room and hesitated for two seconds. It seemed that drinking tea at night was not good for the body. He had drunk too much tea in the past few days.

She simply didn't ask Zhao Yiyi to continue pouring tea.

But the next second, Zhao Yiyi walked out of her room with a kettle in her hand, and at the same time, she got a cup of tea from somewhere.

He walked to the table in small steps, his tail wagging slightly.

After pouring the tea bag into the cup and filling it with water, Gu Qing didn't have time to stop him the whole time...

Watching Zhao Yiyi bring the cup to Gu Qing’s bedside.

Gu Qing looked at her with doubt in his heart. This Zhao Yiyi is more capable than that little girl Gu Ya... No, why does it feel like she has other purposes...

Zhao Yiyi squatted aside and helped Gu Qing tuck in the quilt, like a little maid serving her master?

Gu Qing felt a little uncomfortable, his body was a little stiff, as if petrified.

Gu Qing had seen this kind of look in her eyes before. It was when she was trying to keep Gu Ya.

Looks a bit humble.

"Hehe... Sister Gu Qing, have some tea..."

Gu Qing was puzzled. "Let's put aside other things. Wouldn't drinking tea at night cause insomnia?"

Zhao Yiyi was stunned when she heard this, then she suddenly realized what was going on, turned around and went out, returning to her room.

A few seconds later, Zhao Yiyi brought back a white medicine bottle:

"Hehe, Gu Qing, it's okay. I have sleeping pills."

After Zhao Yiyi said this, Gu Qing, with a dark face, fell silent for a while.

......

"Bag! Bag!"

"what are you saying?"

Maruzi and Gu Tingjie were standing outside the toilet, each holding a cigarette in their hands, but neither of them lit it. The reason was simple: they had never smoked and didn't know how to smoke.

Another thing is that chess players like Gu Tingjie firmly believe that smoking will make the brain dull, and they dare not disbelieve it. When they see those senior chess players smoking, they dare not even smell the secondhand smoke, so they develop the good habit of practicing holding their breath.

This box of cigarettes of Gu Tingjie is an "old actor". He doesn't know how many years he has used it. He once heard a sentence which he still remembers in his heart: Cigarettes are always the standard for handsome men.

At this time, Gu Tingjie was staring at Wan Zi in front of him with a glaring look on his face. Wan Zi was silent for two seconds, then he stopped suppressing himself and gave Gu Tingjie a set of traditional island tongue-twisting rap.

Gu Tingjie was not to be outdone, and there was a burst of telegram sounds over here.

Finally, Gu Tingjie and the other man were tired of arguing, and clapped their hands. Gu Tingjie picked up Wan Zi's translator while panting and said:

"Come on, useless piece of shit. Let's play a round. I heard that your ranking in the island nation has risen recently, right? Come and fight me!"

"Okay, who's afraid of who?"

Maruzi began to feel infinite contempt in his heart: "Gu Sang, this girl, still has time to participate in variety shows, hahahaha, little did she know that I have been working behind the scenes to figure out how to deal with her...hahaha."

Ai Chiwanzi felt good about herself and walked towards the dormitory with Gu Tingjie.

Ai Chiwanzi was excited thinking that she would meet Chen Sanyuan soon.

...

"Sister Gu Qing!?"

"what?"

Gu Qing was about to feel embarrassed for the first time in a long time. She didn’t know why Zhao Yiyi didn’t leave?

Zhao Yiyi cleared her throat, leaned forward, and squatted beside Gu Qing's bed. Gu Qing rested his hand on his neck and listened carefully to what Zhao Yiyi said:

"Our program team wants to find you for a collaboration."