Chapter 7

Chapter VII:
Yan Qingchi looked up at him, smiled at him, blinked, and then looked down at his chess pieces.
Chess also bowed his head.
Then, he saw Yan Qingchi pushed the bottom marble. His second two rows jumped the same way as chess and chess. Looking at the chess, he saw that he changed a position and then the third to last row The marbles have a place to jump. He watched Yan Qingchi jump step by step, and finally jumped directly to the opposite side.
He looked at him with a little surprise, and saw Yan Qingchi smiled softly, and proceeded in an orderly manner.
Soon, the colors of the pieces on both sides were reversed and turned into triangles again.
Yan Qingchi dropped the last marble and said briskly, "I won."
Chess looked at him. His eyes did not blink for a long time before he lowered his eyes. The long eyelashes looked like small hooks. He looked at the chess pieces back on the chessboard and slowly picked up one and let it go. .
Yan Qingchi found that he was learning how he just jumped. His memory was very good. He quickly corrected his previous mistakes and jumped out of the third row from his own grid. He seemed proud and raised his head with some slyness. A glance at Yan Qingchi, Yan Qingchi reached out and applauded him, "Smart."
Chess gently bit his lip and continued his steps, but he didn't take long, because when he jumped to the middle, he found that he couldn't jump.
His teeth could not help but a little harder, biting his lower lip a little bit white, Yan Qingchi was about to let him loose, and saw that he recovered his teeth, raised his cheeks, but slammed the ball calmly. Beads are back in place. He raised his head without talking, and looked at Yan Qingchi.
Yan Qingchi almost laughed at him and had to lower his head to show him again.
Chess was recorded, and after he jumped, he began to learn to jump again, but he was still young. After seeing the standard answer, he always missed the next step, and forgot to go or walk every time. Wrong, put the chess pieces back, then looked at Yan Qingchi, and signaled him to come again.
Yan Qingchi watched him come back again and again, but it was a bit shocking, and felt that the children in front of him were more powerful than he thought.
He thought chess was just smart, but now it seems, but not just smart. He is far more calm and self-disciplined than ordinary children. At a young age, he can be so arrogant and impatient, returning to trouble again and again. Yan Qingchi feels that this child is more calm than he was when he was a kid. .
Chess played almost five times before finally succeeding.
He looked at the chess pieces on the chess board with reversed colors, and looked at Yan Qingchi with a little pride.
Yan Qingchi applauded him without any hesitation and praised him, "You are so good."
Chess seems to be a little shy, smiling slightly and not talking.
Yan Qingchi supported his head and looked at him, with a smile in his eyes, and said softly, "Are you called chess because you are good at playing checkers?"
Chess shake his head.
"Why is it called Chess?"
Chess and Chess thought about it, "It's called Chess."
He looked at Yan Qingchi and said seriously: "I am chess, so I call it chess."
Yan Qingchi has not heard such a childlike answer for a long time. With the soft and soft childish sound of chess and chess, he only felt extra cute, and he pretended to be like, "That's the way it is."
Chess nodded.
Yan Qingchi asked him, "Can I play checkers with you?"
Chess thought for a while and nodded again.
Yan Qingchi looked at the chessboard. "I'm red, you're green. Whoever of us first walks to each other's color and puts it on, whoever wins."
Chess is still just nodding.
"You first." Yan Qingchi said.
Chess starts to jump according to the previous jump method.
When Yan Qingchi saw that he was still jumping according to the previous jump method, he almost didn't laugh. He held back, and even cooperated to hand the steps to the chess, watching the chess jump all the way, siege the city and occupied his territory .
Chess has no playmates on weekdays. This is the first time someone has played with him for so long. He has won, so he is very happy. His tone can't be masked. "I won."
"Well, you won. Chess is great."
Chess heard the words and smiled, bending his eyes.
Yan Qingchi reached out and poked at Bai Nen's side face. "But the next one, I should win."
Chess does not believe.
Yan Qingchi placed his chess pieces and still let him go first. Then, when he jumped to the penultimate row, Yan Qingchi looked up at him and blinked slightly, "Look."
Qi Qi bowed his head and found that he jumped differently than before.
There is no doubt that this round, Yan Qingchi won a great victory.
Chess looked at him a little puzzled, and seemed to be unable to understand how he could still play like this.
Yan Qingchi rubbed his head, "Come, I will teach you."
When Jiang Moyan was busy with something, remembering Yanqing Pond, he opened the door and saw this scene.
The two did not talk much. Sitting on the carpet, step by step checkers, and finally, it seemed that the chess was won. He put the marbles and raised his face, his eyes brightly waiting for the compliment of the other.
Yan Qingchi praised very cooperatively, "Chess is really good. I learned it so soon."
Chess had fun and asked, "Are there any?"
What he said was not endless, but Yan Qingchi understood what he said, "Yes, but you have already learned two ways of playing today, so wait to learn next time."
The joy on Chess's face faded, and the light in his eyes was a little dim.
When Yan Qingchi saw that his mood was down, he reached out and poked at his face, "Are you painting before we eat?" He said, "I teach you to paint?"
Chess is a little surprised, "What do you teach me to draw?"
"What do you want to draw?"
Chess pouts and thinks, "Puppy."
"it is good."
He got up, stretched out his hand and pulled up the chess and chess. When the chess and chess turned around, he saw Jiang Moyan, he took a moment, blinked gently, and shouted, "Daddy."
Jiang Moyu was called by him and had to come in, "Are you ready to draw?"
Chess nodded.
Yan Qingchi looked back at him, "Are you going to paint together?"
Jiang Mozhi didn't expect that he would invite himself, but he opened his mouth and wanted to refuse, but Chess kept staring at him. He wanted to be closer to the child, so he swallowed the words that had reached his throat and cooperated with: "Okay."