Urban God-level Selection System

As soon as he saw Sangou's wound, the head teacher became angry.

He was about to slap in the face, but at this moment, he saw Zhang Wanlin staring at him.

This is not like the look a child should have. The bitterness in it is like an abyss, making him as a teacher afraid.

He finally slapped it.

"You student shouldn't come to school!! Get out!! Please parents!!!"

The head teacher pulled Zhang Wanlin's clothes and pulled out the door, "Get me back!!"

Zhang Wanlin turned around and said, "Teacher, I have written down this grudge, and I will let your whole family remember it!!"

The head teacher trembled instinctively.

"Get out of here!"

That look just now was too evil.

He repeatedly reminded himself in his heart that he is just a child, a junior high school student, and can't do anything.

Zhang Wanlin left the school alone, and he didn't plan to go back this morning.

It's no use going back, now I'm so hungry, I should find something to eat first.

In the town, there were restaurants and shops on both sides of the street, and Zhang Wanlin had nothing on him.

An old man placed a chess figure on the street with a few big characters next to it: ten yuan at a time, those who win get money, and those who lose get money.

Isn't it clear that Zhang Wanlin lost money?

He is not very good at chess, but he is more than enough to beat here.

He walked over, squatted down, and said to the old man smoking a dry cigarette: "Grandpa, might as well let me go next."

The old man touched the floor with his finger, and did not even lift his eyelids. He was saying that he would give out 10 yuan first.

He will not play chess with others for no reason.

Zhang Wanlin said, "How about using this schoolbag and the books in it as collateral?"

"Wawa, you're still in school, why don't you go to school here?"

"Grandpa, it's true.

I really can't afford the tuition fees, so I have to come out and look for a good job.

I happened to see this.

You just give me a chance, okay? "

"It's not that I won't give it to you. You said you lost. Give me your schoolbag. What use is it for me to use it?"

If your family talks about it again, saying that I am an old man bullying you as a child, where will you make me look so old? "

"Relax, no, I will never tell my family."

"No!"

The old man closed his eyes again and smoked.

Nothing can touch his heart.

"Hey! Old man, I'm also setting up a stall today."

A middle-aged man came over, a regular visitor to the old man.

The two laughed at each other, and the old man said, "Why, Lao Liu, come to play chess?"

"Of course I'm here, I went to the streets just for this one."

Lao Liu squatted over and noticed that there was still a child next to him, "Old man, why is there a child here? Wouldn't you also bring your grandson to the street?"

"fart!"

The old man said: "How do I know he, he came to me to play chess" "Then why don't you find him to play?"

"He has no money?

Besides, I am an old man who can't cheat children's money. "

"That's right."

When the two of them played chess, the old man said to Zhang Wanlin: "You should go fast, you can't play chess with you."

Isn't this a loss of face whether you win or lose?

If you win, you just win a child; if you lose, you don't even win the child.

"Let me see."

Zhang Wanlin said by the side.

The two began to walk, both vaulting first.

Lao Liu was puzzled about the old man's shooting, but he didn't care. Zhang Wanlin saw the next few steps and reminded him: "He is going to set up a two-cannon general and go on."

The old man looked at the child in amazement. The child said it was really okay. This is a new move he researched in the chess record. How could it be dismantled by the little doll at once.

Old Liu looked impatient, "What do you know as a baby?"

Keep going on your own.

Within five minutes, Lao Liu lost, and it really was a double shot.

Watching this scene, Lao Liu was surprised: "How do you know the child?"

"I will go down."

Seeing people playing chess on the street, a few more enthusiasts came around.

"The old man is playing chess again."

"Yo, Old Liu lost again."

"Looking at this game, you know how badly you lost."

Lao Liu suddenly became interested in this child and asked, "How about this sentence?"

Zhang Wanlin said: "But I have no money."

"Don't worry, I will pay you.

If you lose, count me, if you win, count yours.

But how about only this round? "

"Well!"

Zhang Wanlin squatted on the opposite side of the old man. The old man was also interested in competing with the child, so he didn't say much.

After finishing the cloth, the two sides began to move.

Zhang Wanlin has priority.

Seeing an old man playing chess with a child, more and more people gathered around, forming a circle.

"Father, you are bullying again today, not even the children."

"Yes, others should still be in school."

"But this kid is kind of interesting."

Zhang Wanlin fell down almost instantly after the old man finished off, as if he had never thought about it.

It made Lao Liu and the crowds of spectators shocked.

This is the rhythm to lose.

In fact, every place Zhang Wanlin placed was carefully considered, and he even knew where the old man would place his place.

He just thinks a little fast, his performance is extraordinary.

The elderly have a deep understanding of this.

When the child quickly settled down for the first time, he still thought to himself that it seemed that the child was still young and completely blind, but the more he went down to the end, it made him feel more strenuous.

It's like the other party has opened a big net from the beginning, as long as he reveals a flaw, it will be completely net.

The two killed each other on the chessboard for several rounds. The fight was inextricably difficult. The old man sweats more and more, and the longer he thinks about it, the longer he thinks. In the end, he picked up the piece and didn't know how to play it.

He trembled and finally admitted: "I lost this game!!"

There was an uproar among the onlookers.

"Ha, the old man who played chess would lose! Forget it, he lost to a kid, it's true."

"This child is so fast that he has never thought about it. This old man can't afford it."

"Damn! Is this kid too powerful, or is this old man too stupid?"

Zhang Wanlin made 10 yuan as promised, but 10 yuan was not enough.

"Master, keep coming!"

Zhang Wanlin said, "You did a great job."

The old man did not expect that in his lifetime, he would let a kid admire him.

He couldn't help but feel a loss of face for a while, and coupled with the booing of the people around him, he couldn't lose his face even more.

"Okay! Come again!"

"Just now I was just careless and let you take advantage of the loopholes. This time it's different."