Chess Break the Game

On the other side, after hanging up the phone, Su Yulin turned around and saw Shen Jianbin with a hint of a sinister smile.

"Yulin, who were you calling?"

Su Yulin quickly locked her phone screen. "No one."

"Was it Da Fei? To tell him the Northern Band is disbanding?"

Su Yulin remained silent.

She truly felt like she was caught between two worlds right now. However, with a contract in hand and for the sake of her future, she couldn't fall out with Shen Jianbin.

"Heh heh, it's fine. You're friends, you help each other out! We're friends too, and I was thinking of telling him myself."

"But telling him would be futile. Old Master Chen isn't someone he can invite."

Su Yulin frowned. "Why?"

"Do you know why the lead singer of the Northern Band, Li Beifang, was able to invite him?"

Su Yulin shook her head. "No."

"Old Master Chen is an avid Chess player. Besides music, Chess is the only thing he uses to pass the time."

"It was already a huge miracle in the music scene when Li Beifang managed to invite him back then. Later, I found out that Li Beifang's father is the national Chess master, Li Shiren!"

"I don't know about others, but Lin Chudong definitely has no chance."

Su Yulin frowned slightly, subconsciously clenching her fist, her face filled with worry.

Northern Band Studio.

In the room, several musicians were dividing the instruments. "This one is worth thirty thousand, this one is worth fifty thousand. You take one, I'll take two."

Only an old man sat in the corner, smoking.

And in front of him stood a crowd, each carrying gifts, some even holding folders, which, if not mistaken, contained prepared contracts.

A keyboardist sneered, "Old Master Chen is really popular. Before the band has even disbanded, so many potential employers are already here."

"There's nothing we can do. Our band relies on Old Master Chen. If the band is worth a million, Old Master Chen is worth ninety thousand, and the remaining ten thousand belongs to the lead singer. It has nothing to do with us. I'd better take my guitar and go apply for jobs elsewhere!"

When Lin Chudong entered, he was also stunned by the scene before him.

So many people!

He had gotten the news quickly and taken a taxi just as fast, but he was still a step too late.

As soon as Lin Chudong entered, he saw two acquaintances.

Shen Lang, the boss of the Prodigal Son Band, and Hua Tianxiong, the boss of the Hua Wuguo Band.

"Yo, Da Fei, you're here too? Yu Lin said you were coming to my place, why did I wait so long without hearing from you?"

Shen Lang was very enthusiastic towards Da Fei. His band was mediocre, but if Da Fei joined, they could definitely reach the next level.

Hua Tianxiong snorted, "Nonsense, if anyone's coming, it's to my place. Your band doesn't even have a girl, it's like a monk temple. Am I supposed to come and chant for you?"

"Can you even talk? Are you looking for a fight?"

Seeing that the two were about to fight, Lin Chudong quickly said.

"Bosses, don't get agitated. Thank you for your trouble, I've already formed my band. I'm just here to see Old Chen today."

Upon hearing this, the two immediately lost interest.

Shen Lang said, "Alright, since you're here, let's take a look at the chess game."

Chen Jianguo extinguished one cigarette and lit another, saying.

"Thank you all for your kind invitations. I, an old man nearing sixty, have so many people inviting me. I am deeply grateful."

"However, I've always wanted to retire and play chess with the old men in the nursing home. If any of you can break my chess puzzle, then we can talk."

Everyone wore a troubled expression. Several people were secretly taking photos with their phones, searching online, and asking chess masters, but there were no results.

This was a chess puzzle created by Chen Jianguo himself, so naturally, there was no way to find a solution online.

Shen Lang said, "Da Fei, you should step back. This is not a place for young people like you."

Hua Tianxiong rubbed his hands, "Let me try!"

Several people had already lost, and Hua Tianxiong was eager to try. He had already looked up several strategies and was ready to make his move.

Chen Jianguo said, "The rules are the same as for the people before. One chance. If you lose, please leave. My place is too small to accommodate so many people."

"Okay!"

Hua Tianxiong crouched down and looked at the endgame puzzle in front of him.

Lin Chudong's gaze also fell upon it. He hadn't expected the Chess Mastery (Master Level) he drew from the treasure chest so quickly to be useful!

This time, he wouldn't say that the treasure chests were full of useless things. This was a treasure!

There were quite a few pieces in this endgame, but if you remove the useless, immobile pieces, the core is a classic endgame tactic.

Rook against two Bishops and a Cannon.

The Red side only had one Rook, while the Black side had two Elephants and one Cannon.

The Black side aimed for a draw. If they achieved a draw or a win, the game would be broken.

Before yesterday, Lin Chudong knew nothing about this, but now, he was already Master Level.

Hua Tianxiong picked up the Cannon and made a move.

A faint smile appeared on Chen Jianguo's face. The two exchanged moves, and in less than ten steps, Chen Jianguo captured one of his Elephants.

After that, there was no need to continue. The outcome would only be one: Hua Tianxiong lost.

Hua Tianxiong was full of regret, but there was nothing he could do if he was outmatched.

"Old Chen, I'll be leaving now. If no one can beat you, consider me. My skill level is at least higher than theirs."

Lin Chudong smiled, "Your skill is too poor. Old Chen usually won't play with you."

Hua Tianxiong was stunned. "What did you say? If you're so good, you play. I'd like to see how you break the game!"

Shen Lang snorted, "Da Fei, I think you should just join my band. Why are you embarrassing yourself here? Do you even know how to play Chess? Do you know that a Horse moves in an 'L' shape and an Elephant moves diagonally?"

Lin Chudong smiled faintly and squatted down. "Old Chen, shall we begin?"

Chen Jianguo nodded, quickly set up the board, and said, "Please."

Lin Chudong moved his Cannon to the fifth file, a Cannon in front, directly blocking the opponent's Rook.

Chen Jianguo frowned slightly. This game actually had a solution. Following the standard steps, it could end in a draw, meaning neither side would win or lose.

But this move by Lin Chudong was something he had never seen before.

It was interesting.

Chen Jianguo confidently made a move, directly threatening the opponent's King.

Lin Chudong calmly retreated his Cannon, as if he had anticipated Chen Jianguo's move.

Chen Jianguo advanced step by step, steadily building pressure, but Lin Chudong handled it with ease, countering every move.

It was as if he could predict Chen Jianguo's every move and respond calmly.

Chen Jianguo frowned slightly, surprised that this kid actually had some skill.

It seemed he would have to deviate from the usual path as well.

Chen Jianguo made a risky move. Lin Chudong's lips curved into a slight arc. He had finally found an opportunity.

"General!"

One move immediately caused Chen Jianguo's expression to change, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

What he loved most was this immersive feeling. Playing chess was like leading troops to battle, like fighting on the battlefield, with an extremely strong sense of immersion.

After a moment, Chen Jianguo said.

"I lost."

Instantly, Shen Lang and the others behind him changed their expressions.

"How is that possible!"

Chen Jianguo's chess game could actually be broken by Lin Chudong?

You must know that Chen Jianguo was on the same level as a national chess master. How old was Lin Chudong?

Chen Jianguo became interested, "Shall we play a game?"

"Okay!"

The two began to set up the pieces. It was an endgame just now, but this time it was a real match.