MTL - Dad, Please Try a Little Harder-Chapter 4 Father Qian: Does this kid mean something?

  Chapter 4 Father of Qian: Does this kid mean something?

  Ding Linlang obviously also came to buy chess records.

  She is now eager to improve her chess skills in order to tie He Qianquan's chess record.

  Perhaps, this is a typical thinking of a bully, working hard quietly, and then killing everyone in one fell swoop, surprising everyone.

  Unlike Qian Quan, although he boasted that he wanted to equal Ding Linlang's single-challenge record in basketball, he did not practice extra for it in private, nor did he get up at four o'clock in the morning to play.

  He also has a strong sense of competitiveness and revenge, but he divides people.

  For example, Ding Linlang, he thinks it is good to be able to play chess and ball with her all the time, winning or losing is not that important, the caring shown and deliberately made excuses are just to increase the fun of this confrontation.

For example, Sun Shaokang and Song Xi, he will definitely keep the humiliation they gave him in his heart. Before he got back to the scene that day, he would not reconcile or forgive. Method.

  He walked up to Ding Linlang, patted her on the shoulder, and pretended to be a stranger to talk: "Have you seen Qian Quan?"

  Ding Linlang turned to look at him, and smiled slightly: "Why are you here?"

   "Accompany my dad to buy chess records, what are you looking at?"

   "I'm also looking at the chess record, where is uncle?" He turned to look for it.

   "He was bargaining with the boss at the front desk. What he was looking at was not the chess records on the bookshelf, but the family chess records of the boss's family."

   "Family handed down chess records?" Ding Linlang's eyes lit up.

   "Yes." Qian Quan nodded, touched a book from the bookshelf, and asked while flipping through it, "Does this thing work?"

   "Fortunately, I can learn more about chess moves and develop ideas."

   "I still like to do whatever I want, and see what happens."

   "That's why we are all savages. When we meet those experts who can plan the layout, we will lose quickly."

  Qian Quan nodded with a smile.

  At this time, Father Qian walked over with a smile on his face, looked at Ding Linlang and asked, "Linlang, buy chess records?"

   "Well, I heard from Qian Quan that you bought the boss's family chess record?"

Father Qian nodded slightly with an undiminished smile, and said: "The chess records on this bookshelf are not of much value, they are all superficial routines, you can find them anywhere on the Internet, go, go back, uncle will show you the real chess records. "

   "Okay." Ding Linlang hurriedly put the chess record in his hand back to its original place.

  The three left the bookstore and walked towards Qian's house.

   On the way back, Father Qian went along with Qian Quan and Ding Linlang to popularize the layout and momentum of chess.

"Calculating and calculating chess moves is the basis for us to play chess. You take one step at a time and each has its own purpose. However, if you only focus on the chess plan without camera layout and momentum, then even if you count dozens of moves or hundreds of moves, you may not be able to move forward." Once you are in the mood, once you are stopped by your opponent, and you get into the opponent's position, you don't have to play the game, and you will be unable to move an inch, and then you will be defeated like a mountain..."

  Qian's father was originally a teacher, and when talking about his field of expertise, he naturally eloquently and logically.

  Ding Linlang listened engrossed and thoughtful.

  Qian Quan frowned, and muttered softly, "It's kind of mysterious."

  Father Qian glanced at his son and said, "I haven't talked about chess luck and chess skills yet, that's the true mystery."

  Qian Quan thought about it for a while, and said, "But isn't the core of chess just about offense and defense? As long as you have both offense and defense, you will be victorious in every battle."

   Without waiting for Father Qian to answer, Ding Linlang continued: "You said something nonsense. War is also about offense and defense, and sports games are also about offense and defense. The problem is how to attack and how to defend."

Father Qian nodded with a smile, and added: "Besides, playing chess also pays attention to self-cultivation. For example, if you are impatient, you should slow down, while if you are slow, you should speed up. You have always been simple and calculating. Usually, those who are in the city have to show their swords. …

   "The so-called 'too rigid will break, too soft will fail', the truth is in it, just take the two of you as an example, Linlang's problem is that you are too rigid, you don't leave any room for chess, you just fight blindly, winning or losing is like that, and you..."

   "I'm too soft?" Qian Quan said casually.

"That's not to mention, you are too loose, and you have a little bit of ingenuity to overcome rigidity with softness, so Linlang's brain is more flexible than yours, but she often can't beat you. This is the reason. As long as she recovers one day and calms down, you It's going to be hard to beat her."

  Ding Linlang nodded approvingly.

  Qian Quan looked at Ding Linlang and said with a smile, "You just nodded and agreed without any psychological barriers."

   "I think Uncle is right." Ding Linlang's tone was full of reason.

   "Okay, let's not talk too much, see the real chapter on the chessboard."

   "Who is afraid of whom?"

  Back home, the two played chess directly, while Father Qian sat by and watched.

   "Ladies first, you go first." Gentleman Qian Quan said.

  Ding Linlang didn't refuse, and made a head start.

  Because the two of them were too familiar with each other's style of chess, they both moved very fast at the beginning. After a dozen or so moves, Qian Quan gradually slowed down, and Ding Linlang's expression also became serious.

  After walking thirty steps, Qian Quan leaned back slightly, and looked up at Ding Linlang. The latter seemed to have entered the chessboard, and his mind was so focused that he lost himself.

   Father Qian, who watched the chess in silence the whole time, smiled slightly, got up and went to drink tea.

   "I lost." Ding Linlang, who had been staring at the game for nearly a minute, conceded the game and reassembled the game.

  Qian Quan also set up the chess pieces without saying a word.

   "Linlang, play more steadily." Father Qian made a point after drinking tea.

   "Yes." Ding Linlang nodded.

   The two left again.

   After walking a dozen more steps, Qian Quan suddenly let out a cry and made a wrong step.

   "I'll let you regret one step." Ding Linlang said with a serious expression.

   "No regrets, let's go."

  Ding Linlang had the advantage and began to attack aggressively.

  Qian Quan took a few steps forward, saw the opportunity and began to trade.

  After a fight, Qian Quan said, "Let's make it up."

  Ding Linlang didn't answer.

  Qian Quan then exchanged the "car" for Ding Linlang's "horse" and "cannon".

  In this way, Ding Linlang only has one "car" left, while Qian Quan still has "Shi Xiangquan".

   There is a classic common sense in chess: It is difficult for a bicycle to kill a chess player.

  This bureau shakes hands and makes peace.

   In the third round, both of them played slowly, especially when it came to the endgame, they had to think about every step for a long time.

  Ding Linlang frowned, and Qian Quan clenched his left fist subconsciously.

  Even Father Qian, who was on the sidelines, rarely showed a thoughtful expression.

   After walking a few more steps, Father Qian smiled and said, "Lin Lang won."

  Ding Linlang looked up and asked Qian Quan: "You didn't let me?"

   "Don't be shy, we're in a tie now." Qian Quan replied with a nasty tone.

  Ding Linlang smiled.

  Father Qian said at this time: "I feel a little itchy, who will play a game with me?"

  Ding Linlang naturally took this opportunity to challenge the strong.

  So she went up and lost two games in a row.

   In the third set, the exchange of money rights lasted about twenty steps.

   "Uncle, your opening moves are different in each game. Is there anything special about it?" Ding Linlang asked curiously.

   "I'm trying out the chess moves of the newly bought chess book today, and I'm not very familiar with it yet, otherwise you will lose even faster."

  Ding Linlang & Qian Quan:…

  Qian Quan asked: "So, Dad, when you first played chess with us, how did you plan to create momentum?"

  Father Qian waved his hand and chuckled: "You don't need to be so troublesome, just walk around casually. You only need to pay attention to those when facing opponents of equal or higher level."

  Qian Quan: ...Sure enough, next time Dad hides his private money, he will tell Mom.

  Ding Linlang smiled and said, "Uncle, I want to see the chess records you bought."

  Father Qian took the chess record to Ding Linlang: "Your aunt is coming back from get off work soon, I'll cook, let's eat here at noon."

"Um."

   "It's okay for you to read the chess records, but you must remember one sentence, the chess moves are dead, and the opponent is alive." Before going to the kitchen, Father Qian reminded the two of them.

  Ding Linlang and Qian Quan began to study the chess records. They sat side by side, shoulder to shoulder, head to head, as if they were rubbing each other's ears.

   After a while, Mother Qian came back from get off work, and when she saw this scene, she immediately smiled, "Is Lin Lang here?"

  Ding Linlang got up to say hello, and Qian's mother said: "You are busy with your work, I will go to the kitchen to help uncle."

  The meals are served quickly, the standard four dishes and one soup:

  Farm fried pork, scrambled eggs with green peppers, lotus root slices, braised sea bass with pork ribs and corn soup.

  Ding Linlang has eaten at Qian Quan's house countless times, and has long since developed a sense of being at home.

  At the dinner table, the four of them ate and chatted happily.

   "Our chess club wants to sign up to participate in the chess competition held in the city, and I'm still hesitating whether to participate." Father Qian bought a chess record for 1,000 yuan, so there must be a legitimate and reasonable foothold.

   "Aren't you going to spend so much money buying chess records?" Mother Qian said to her husband.

   "I bought it. I haven't researched it thoroughly. After all, the competition held in the city has so much prize money and the competition is fierce."

   Hearing this, Qian Quan paused with chopsticks and asked, "How substantial is the bonus?"

   "100,000 for the first place, 50,000 for the second place, and 30,000 for the third place."

  Qian Quan immediately calculated in his heart, even if his father won the third place, the system rewarded him - 300,000?

"My suggestion is to participate," Qian Quan pondered for a while, and explained his suggestion in a serious manner, "It's not that important whether the bonus is not, the main thing is that Dad, you can use the game as a substitute to digest your book during the game." New chess record."

  Ding Linlang stopped with his chopsticks by the bowl, tilted his head to look at Qian Quan, and directly exposed him: "You just want Uncle to earn a bonus."

  Qian Quan shot back: "Vulgar! Don't confuse this elegant thing with money, okay?"

   "Tch, when Uncle mentioned the bonus just now, the tip of your chopsticks trembled, don't think I didn't see it."

   "Ah, am I acting so obvious?" Qian Quan didn't pretend anymore.

  The dining table was filled with a warm and cheerful atmosphere.

   "Linlang, when you go to university, you can keep your long hair. Think about how you braided your hair when you were young, like a fairy." Mother Qian mentioned Ding Linlang's short hair again.

  Ding Linlang smiled: "Auntie, don't worry, I will stay when the time comes."

At this time, Father Qian answered: "It happens that you are talking about university, let me say something more, Shitou and Linlang, when you two enter university in the future, you must not relax your studies, what are you talking about like 'Three years of hard work in high school, four years of easy university', This is absolutely a fallacy, misleading people!

   "High school study only determines what kind of university you can go to, and university study finally determines what kind of attitude you can enter the society in the future."

  Ding Linlang nodded in agreement.

  Qian Quan also gave a solemn "hmm", and added: "Live to the old age to learn, in fact not only to study in university, but also to enter the society to work in the future, you can't give up studying, and you must also work hard to improve!

   "No matter whether you are 30 or 40, you should never give up the ability to learn independently. You must keep up with this era and bravely seize every opportunity to challenge yourself and improve yourself!"

   Before the words were finished, Qian's father, Qian's mother and Ding Linlang looked at Qian Quan in surprise.

  Especially Father Qian, who is about to enter the age of 40, muttered in his heart: "Is there something in this kid's words?"

  (end of this chapter)