Meng Yan's Transformation

Chapter 538 Three People Playing Checkers

Zhan Zixun was somewhat embarrassed and angry at Zhang Xincheng's nonchalant attitude.

"Zhan Zixun, don't get too angry during the New Year. Come on, let's play a game. This time, no one will say a word. We'll decide the winner based on our chess skills."

As Zhang Xincheng spoke, he pressed Zhan Zixun down to sit in front of the chessboard.

"Brother Zixun, don't be angry. I was wrong just now. I shouldn't have taken back my move. I won't take back my move again this time. Hehe..."

Zhan Mengyan giggled as she spoke.

"You're much better than Zhan Yingying. You know how to admit your mistakes when you take back a move. But when you play chess with Zhan Yingying, you don't admit your mistakes when you take back a move. Every time I play chess with her, I get so angry. But Zhan Mengyan, although you have a good attitude, you're too slow when you play chess, which is also very frustrating and annoying."

As Zhan Zixun spoke, he placed the chess pieces, and his expression gradually returned to normal.

Zhan Mengyan and Zhang Xincheng exchanged a glance and smiled knowingly—thinking: They finally managed to appease Zhan Zixun; it wasn't easy!

The three began to arrange their chess pieces.

Soon the three pieces were locked in a stalemate, their pieces instantly intertwining into a net, then suddenly scattering again.

Zhan Zixun held a chess piece suspended on one side of the board, then suddenly struck it with a sharp "snap" in an empty space. The piece bounced off the board like a bullet, using the momentum to launch itself directly into Zhang Xincheng's heart of the board. Zhan Zixun smirked triumphantly. Zhang Xincheng suddenly bit his lower lip. Zhan Zixun raised an eyebrow and sneered, while Zhan Mengyan rested her chin on her hand, feigning deep thought, but actually plotting her killing move three moves later.

Zhang Xincheng smiled slightly, deliberately revealing a flaw to lure Zhan Zixun into a pre-set trap.

Zhan Mengyan suddenly stopped, her fingertips probing among the chess pieces, and finally blocked Zhang Xincheng's key piece on his inevitable path.

The three men stared intently at the chessboard, their pupils contracting and dilating as the pieces moved, and fine beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads.

After making a wrong move, Zhan Zixun's fingertips trembled. Zhang Xincheng seized the opportunity to slap his thigh and laugh loudly, but Zhan Mengyan suddenly slammed her hand on the table: "Take back the move!"

"I only made one wrong move, what are you two making such a fuss about? Look at your gloating and smug faces, humph, your petty, triumphant expressions are truly disgusting. I'm a man who honors his bets, and I would never be as shameless as you two, always wanting to take back my moves!"

After Zhan Zixun finished speaking, he picked up his teacup and took a big gulp of tea. Water droplets dripped from his chin, leaving dark marks on the plate.

Zhan Zixun's finger hovered above Zhang Xincheng's red piece for a long time without falling. Zhang Xincheng suddenly whistled: "Scared?"

Zhan Zixun suddenly grabbed Zhang Xincheng's wrist: "You took an extra step just now."

Zhang Xincheng reluctantly took a step back.

The three men's eyes clashed fiercely on the chessboard, their movements as sharp as knives. The clatter of chess pieces inside the house echoed the sounds of Zhan Yingying chopping dumpling filling in the kitchen. Occasionally, a sudden argument would erupt: "A true gentleman observes chess without speaking! Hurry up and make your move! Taking back a move is useless, and hesitation means not making a move at all is also ineffective!"

The shadows cast by the chess pieces gradually engulfed the entire battlefield.

Zhan Mengyan's pieces moved like colorful bullets between Zhang Xincheng and Zhan Zixun's pieces, often cleverly using the two pieces as bridges.

Zhan Zixun's chess pieces were like insects trapped in a spider web, unable to escape.

"Zhang Xincheng, are you deliberately trapping me to create a bridge for Zhan Mengyan? Look, Zhan Mengyan used your chess pieces to jump six steps in a row?"

As Zhan Zixun spoke, his eyes widened in anger as he glared at Zhang Xincheng.

"Zhan Zixun, your chess skills are lacking, so stop complaining and blaming everyone, okay? My point is: retreat is another form of offense, and cooperation is the most skillful form of confrontation. You've wasted your time learning philosophy in political class."