Silent Hearts

When Lin Mu's remarks were posted on the Internet, there was quite a stir. Jiang Wan naturally reprimanded her when she knew about it, thinking that he was outspoken and causing trouble for her sister.

Lin Mu was very dissatisfied: "Is what I said wrong? In the current environment, everything can be easily distorted. Lin Chao has won so many honors, and she is not as big a gimmick as being disabled. Everyone just wants to see what they want to see , who would care if she broke the opponent's dragon on the chessboard?"

Jiang Wan said patiently: "You are from a professional point of view, but not everyone is a professional. The people have the spirit of entertainment. Your sister is no longer the professional chess player who played chess in the one-acre three-point field at the beginning. In addition to seeing the honor she has won, everyone will also pay attention to other things, you can't kill everyone with one shot."

Lin Mu said disdainfully: "What do chess players care about if they don't care about honor? They're not entertainment stars, they have to entertain everyone."

Jiang Wan was almost choked up by her son, but after thinking about it, she didn't seem to know how to refute. Her two sons and daughters are good at everything, but they are too individual.

Lin Chao has reached a world-class height at a young age. Apart from continuing to maintain humility and strive for excellence in the chess world, she doesn't care much about all circles outside the chess world, so interviews often happen She is impatient with sign language, or moves too fast and too big, and the interpreter teacher can't keep up with other problems. Most of the media regard you not so much as a champion chess player, but as a drainage tool. What laymen see is Lively, photos and videos are of course edited as lively as they are.

"Many people think that the champion should be perfect." Lin Mu sighed, and he said, "But Lin Chao is not perfect. She has worked so hard for so many years to stand at this height in order not to consume everyone's sympathy."

"Winning or losing on the chessboard is right or wrong, black and white are clear, but the world is not. She understands this truth very well, so she doesn't say anything."

Before Lin Chao won her first international championship, there was indeed a short period of trough. In addition to external influences, it was more of a bottleneck in chess strength. During that period of domestic trials, she was generally unreliable. Losing more wins less, so Lin Yanlai and Jiang Wan went to Beijing several times. When not playing chess, they would accompany their daughter to wander around the capital.

At that time in the middle of the night, Lin Mu often received video call invitations from his sister in the school dormitory. Lin Chao turned on a small light, and there was a chess board in front of him. After a day's experiment, he was sleepy and a little delirious. He gestured with his fingers and asked: [Why don't you sleep. 】

Lin Chao held up his phone and moved it: [Did I quarrel with you? 】

【without. 】Lin Mu shook his palm, he sat up halfway, propped his head, 【lost? 】

Lin Chao didn't show any expression. She was originally a cold beauty. After playing chess for a long time, her emotions became more reserved. She looked the same when she lost or won: 【Always lose, never win. ] After a pause, she added, 【It's been a few days. 】

Unlike other young chess players, Lin Chao doesn't report good news but not bad ones. She has almost nothing to hide from Lin Mu, and she doesn't feel ashamed: [Take a few days off, and if you lose again, your mentality will collapse. 】

Lin Mu couldn't help laughing: 【Knowing that it's going to collapse means there's no big problem. ] He stared at the chessboard for a while, and asked: [The game you lost today? 】

Lin Chao nodded, and she moved the camera of her mobile phone down a bit to take a clearer picture: [Can you understand? 】

Lin Mu shook his head, and he gestured: [I don't understand it. 】

Lin Chao made a "sniff" motion, and she said: [An Jincheng can understand where I lost. 】

Lin Mu's answer was to roll his eyes towards the sky.

Lu Rong later asked about the relationship between An Jincheng and Lin Chao, but Lin Mu couldn't tell for a while. He finally had two days off after finishing the experiment, and his parents were with Lin Chao in Beijing. , and he was the only one who came back.

Lu Rong was on summer vacation, and apart from worrying about volunteering, the two of them basically stayed together 24 hours a day.

"It's all up anyway, so just adjust it." Lin Mu held the watermelon he had just taken out of the refrigerator. He stretched out his hand, touched Lu Rong's chin from behind the sofa, and comforted him, "You can change it after entering the major. we'll talk about it then."

Lu Rong squeezed his hand and covered his lips, his voice was a little vague: "You are really relaxed with me."

Lin Mu: "This is what I call strict self-discipline and lenient treatment of others."

Lu Rong smiled and said nothing, he raised his head to look at Lin Mu, and asked, "How is sister?"

Lin Mu sat on the sofa, he put his legs on Lu Rong's waist, casually and a little angry: "A while ago, I was looking for comfort every day in the middle of the night, and then I found out that there is a better spare tire, and I haven't called for a few days. phone."

Lu Rong was speechless, knowingly asked: "An Jincheng?"

Lin Mu couldn't help rolling his eyes: "Who else is there besides him? The time difference is perfectly matched."

Lu Rong: "..."

The topic of the two naturally transitioned to "sister's gossip target".

Laomei will put on Christmas. When Master An came back at the end of last year, he stayed for a long time. It happened that Lin Chao was also in the offseason. An Jincheng is busy returning to the United States to continue his studies, and Lin Chaonian has to go back to Beijing to participate in trial training as soon as he passes by.

Lin Mu also had a hard time catching some "gossip" afterwards. For example, when Lin Chao lost chess, in addition to harassing his younger brother, An Jincheng was also the opponent's "strong backing". Recently, I can understand chess records.

"It's not easy for An Jincheng." Lin Mu still sighed when he thought about it, "He has been chasing his wife for thousands of miles. I only found out later that Lin Chao only went to watch the chess games on the spot. I heard that he would take notes later. My sister has played hundreds of games if not thousands of games in trial training, and the notebook should be as thick as a book."

Lu Rong also had an expression of "I can't quite believe it".

Lin Mu continued: "My sister is also a career-oriented strong woman. When she plays chess, she doesn't recognize her relatives. An Jincheng has been my sister's tool for a year. I feel sorry for him who has no name or distinction."

Lu Rong couldn't laugh or cry: "Don't turn your elbows out."

In the evening, Fang Luoyao called, meaning that Chen Meihua was missing someone, and urged Lu Rong to go back. Lin Mu simply wrapped the watermelon, took some other fruits, and carried the bicycle up from the basement, ready to meet Lu Rong. Rong go together.

He hung the watermelon on the handlebar of the car, put one foot on the ground, and urged: "Sit up quickly."

Lu Rong felt helpless holding the cherry box: "I'll give you a ride."

Lin Mu looked back at him.

Lu Rong's current height is about [-]. I don't know how he practiced. His shoulders look like a model. I don't know if it was too hard in the third year of high school. The chin that was originally relatively round is now even the mandible. Sharpened up.

Lin Mu thought about what words to use to describe it for a long time, but in the end he only thought of one - "masculine".

"Sit up first." Lin Mu patted the back seat.

Lu Rong could only step up. He was too tall and there was no place to put his long legs, so he naturally fell to the ground.

Lin Mu raised his arm to show him: "I moved the corpse for more than half a year, look at the muscles."

Lu Rong looked at it for a while to save face.

"You have to get fatter." Lu Rong finally came to a conclusion. He stepped on the ground with both feet and slid forward twice. The car also moved accordingly, and Lin Mu almost failed to stabilize himself.

"Be quiet," he warned.

Lu Rong supported Lin Mu's waist, put his head on his back, and said with a sullen smile, "Let me do it, you sit in the back."

Lin Mu: "?"

Lu Rong smiled and muttered, "This is the little pumpkin carriage of His Highness the Prince."

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