The sky outside had already darkened. Older people tended to eat early; they had dinner at six-thirty today, and after staying a while longer, it was now past seven.
At this hour, the elderly in the neighborhood were out for their evening walks.
Luo Ye followed behind Professor Li Ping and noticed that he did not seem to be heading back to the university. Confused, he asked, "Professor, where are we going?"
"I'm taking you to meet a chess master. Go play a game with him."
Luo Ye: ...
As a fellow man, he understood.
Professor Li Ping was still unwilling to accept it and wanted to find an expert to crush him.
Who would have thought that, at his age, Professor Li Ping still had such a childish side hidden away?
The two of them arrived by a lakeside and crossed a bridge over the water, eventually reaching a small pavilion.
Marble benches for resting surrounded the pavilion. In the middle stood a stone table and two stone stools.
At that moment, seven or eight elderly men were gathered around the stone table, all watching curiously without saying a word.
One of the two old men seated at the stone table picked up a chess piece.
Everyone's hearts rose with it, and they all grew tense.
Once he set down the piece, everyone suddenly burst into laughter. The previously quiet pavilion erupted into heated discussion.
"What a blunder, Old Gong. Didn't that lose you the game?"
"How many times have you lost to Old Long already? It never ends."
"My turn, my turn."
"Make way, Old Li is here."
When they saw Li Ping, everyone quickly made a path for him.
Li Ping strode over in high spirits and said, "Old Long, I've brought you an expert."
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