After Rebirth, I Am the White Moonlight of All The Big Brothers

"Wait a minute!" Han Heng said suddenly.

Jiang Fuyue: "?"

"Hey...I'll take a picture." After speaking, he took out his phone and clicked towards the room.

Back in the living room, Han Qishan was still sitting in his original seat, his expression changed from anxiety and became calm and calm.

Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows: "Have you thought about the next step?"

"Hey, think about it."

She sat down, glanced across the chessboard, and suddenly stopped.

The old man has already made his move, "I'll go here! Then I'll eat your piece."

Jiang Fuyue raised her eyes.

"Cough! Why are you looking at me like that?"

"It's okay." Jiang Fuyue looked back and asked him, "Are you sure you want to take this step?"

"Sure."

"Okay." Jiang Fuyue nodded, "Then I'll go here."

Han Qishan was stunned.

The girl smiled and hooked her lips: "I won."

"No, no! I went wrong! I didn't want to go here! Pick it up and go down again..."

Jiang Fuyue didn't stop it, and watched him with a good temper to pick up the originally settled sunspot and put it in another place.

There were still words on his lips: "Yes, it's time to take this step, I just read it wrong... Well, yes, that's it!"

As he said that, in order to express his affirmation, he focused his head twice.

Jiang Fuyue: "Did you read it right this time?"

"No no."

"Are you sure you won't regret it again?"

"No no."

"No dazzling hands?"

"It doesn't exist at all! It's awake!"

"Okay," Jiang Fuyue nodded, picked up the chess game just now, and dropped it in a different place, the corner of her mouth raised, "What should I do? I still won."

Han Qishan: "!"

Not far away, Han Shen silently turned his head away. Really, he didn't see it.

Han Ke covered his face with his laptop, thinking in his heart: This is not my father, it is not...

Han Heng was the most reckless. He rushed over and started yelling: "Oh! Dad, you are rude! Bully Yueyue!"

Han Qishan: "..." This is no longer a problem with watermelon rinds, it's just "melon rinds"!

"Grandpa," Jiang Fuyue said leisurely at this moment, "are you still coming?"

"Not coming!" If you come again, you will lose.

He didn't win today, woohoo...

"I'm going to sleep!" After saying that, he hummed and went upstairs.

Han Heng whispered to Jiang Fuyue: "Don't believe it, he must have gone to the study to look through the chess records at the bottom of the box."

"……Oh."

Han Shen came over and said to Jiang Fuyue, "Don't mind, young and old, the older you get, the younger you are. It's been a long time since no one has played chess with him like this. Even if he loses, he will definitely be happy in his heart."

"Well," Jiang Fuyue nodded, and reached out to adjust the positions of the three white chess pieces, which happened to be the three that the old man had exchanged, "I understand."

Han Shen looked down, suddenly dumbfounded.

When the old man was changing chess, he was sitting on the sofa, and he saw it from the corner of the corner, but he didn't say it.

This kind of thing about grabbing bags on the spot, cough... I still have to save face for the old man.

After Jiang Fuyue came back, she didn't say anything. Han Shen thought she didn't know, but...

At this moment, the old man who was quietly lying on the railing on the second floor peeked: "?"

So the clown is me?

He has no face to face, he has to turn out all the chess records, and he must regain his glory!

downstairs.

Han Shen raised his eyebrows: "How about accompany your uncle next time?"

Jiang Fuyue raised her eyes: "Okay."

The two sat down facing each other, and Han Ke immediately put down the computer and gathered around.

The elder brother's chess skills were brought out by the "national player", and he would not play easily. He had never seen him send out an invitation so proactively.

Here's a good show!

Han Heng had no interest in this stuff, so he sat down on the sofa, took out his mobile phone, and started editing the photo just now with the Meitu software.

After finishing the repairs, he looked far and near, looked left and right, and nodded in satisfaction.

Open Weibo, upload, and add the text:

If I have a daughter, I will definitely give her a room like this [heart]

Han Heng, as the youngest three-gold actor in China, has also won seven international film awards. He is a rare film and television star with both works and traffic in the circle.

Although he is over forty and about to be five years old, he is still the dream lover in the eyes of countless girls, women and old ladies.

The number of Weibo followers exceeded 100 million as early as ten years ago.

As soon as this dynamic is released, the power can be imagined.

【First floor! First floor! I started robbing in elementary school, and now I'm a mother of two children, and I finally got it! No regrets series. 】

[Occupy the building first, then look at the content...]

【Shock! Brother, when did you have a daughter? ! 】

[Look at the window glass and ceiling design, isn't this my brother's home? So why is there such a room in my brother's house? 】

[Hot search reservation: Han Heng pink room]

[I think it should be: Han Heng is suspected of giving birth to a daughter]

[So I saw in the trailer on Wednesday that it was said that the popular actor was going to be married and have a child, referring to our brother? 】

[It's good to have a daughter, brother, such a good gene will not be wasted by the next generation. 】

[Support upstairs, I am my brother's marriage-promoting + birth-promoting fan, is my dream finally going to come true? Huh! 】

[It's long overdue, I don't care how old I am]

【what! In the future, Valentine's Day and Qixi Festival will finally no longer need to listen to brothers and widows on Weibo.]

[I want Kangkang Xiaogong to raise the front. 】

[Want to know who is the daughter who can give birth to a monkey for my brother. I swear, I am not jealous, I am only envious]

[Sister-in-law has worked hard, thank you for ending my brother's more than 40-year career as a single mother]

...

Online gossip continues to ferment and spread at an alarming rate.

Climbed to the hot search in less than fifteen minutes.

At that time, Han Heng had already threw away his mobile phone and leaned to the side of the chessboard, uh... not watching the game, but admiring the way his eldest brother was scratching his ears and cheeks up close.

"Second brother, you said that the elder brother is pretending, or is it true?"

When Yueyue came home for the first time, Han Shen showed mercy, and it was not impossible for her to be deliberately made.

Han Ke glanced at the dignified profile of the boss, and then caught a glimpse of his tightly wrinkled eyebrows: "Ninety-nine percent, true."

"Hey - no way? Can Yueyue really beat the boss?"

"I think... 9 out of 10."

Han Heng was speechless.

Sure enough, twenty minutes later, Han Shen abandoned his son: "I lost."

Jiang Fuyue smiled: "Uncle's chess game... is very special."

Han Shen smiled bitterly: "You mean I'm conservative, right?"

"Everyone has their own style of playing chess, just like I like the sword to be on the side, and you are trying to win."

After listening to Han Shen, he actually felt that he was comforted.

He suddenly thought: "Do you think White still has a chance to turn defeat into victory?"

Jiang Fuyue swept across the chessboard and nodded, "Yes."

Han Shen was surprised that White had already been defeated by himself, and there was no chance of escaping: "Then... let's continue the exchange?"

Jiang Fuyue was also interested: "Okay."

She likes a challenge.

Especially against the strong.

The two changed seats, Jiang Fuyue held the white, and Han Shen took the black. of

Han Ke glanced at his little niece with interest.

The appearance is very similar to the former Xiaoru, but the temperament is... completely different.

Han Heng couldn't help reminding Jiang Fuyue: "This white chess is about to be played by big brother to death, what are you doing with this mess?"

Jiang Fuyue: "Just play."

Han Heng pouted, what's so funny about losing the game...

"Uncle, I'm down."

"it is good."

In the next second, Han Shen gasped—

"Are you sure?!" This is a dead move! It's pointless!

"Well." Jiang Fuyue nodded, "It's your turn."

Han Shen was at a loss when he saw it, so he didn't even think about it, and fell down according to his own ideas.

Black, which was already in a good situation, became more and more unstoppable, and directly surrounded a piece of white.

Han Shen reminded: "Yueyue, you are going to lose."

"Really?" Jiang Fuyue hooked her lips, "Not necessarily."

After speaking, Bai Zi settled down.

Han Shen was stunned for a moment, then his face changed greatly, and finally he was left with only the surprise and admiration for the little niece in front of him.

"It turned out to be a tail-breaking survival!"

Although Bai Zi lost his troops and lost his generals, he also made a bloody path in the outflanking.

Jiang Fuyue: "Continue."

Han Shen: "...Okay."

After half an hour.

Han Shen: "I lost."

This is a complete loss.

Han Ke smacked his lips, and his understanding of Jiang Fuyue was refreshed again.

Han Heng smiled and gloated, "Brother, you are a little bit back today~"

Han Shen shook his head.

Therefore, Ganbai loses.

"Yueyue, who did you learn chess from?" This is the first time he has seen this sharp-edged attack, and it is not similar to the famous masters in the country.

Two more, three thousand words.

Twelve o'clock at three.

Note: "guapi" means "fool" in Chongqing dialect.