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Chapter 222 - 222: Extreme Face-Slapping, The Four Major Alliances! (2)

Let’s continue filming Teacher Si for now, and I’ll check with D6.”

He hurried to the nanny van to instruct the assistant to contact D6.

Meanwhile, the cameraman continued filming.

While unable to capture any detailed shots, the viewers of the live stream could clearly see the changing expressions on Old Xu’s face.

[Whoa, the old man’s eyes are bulging out. Did Fuqing make an earth-shattering move?]

[His expression went from calm to disbelief to shock, guys.]

[But it looked like Si Fuqing gave money to the other old man. Did she lose?]

[Just look at the old man’s face!]

“Thank you for the game,” Si Fuqing lifted her head, smiling, “Grandpa, your chess skills are profound. I lost.”

Old Xu stomped his foot, “You were so close to winning, ah!”

“Very good, young lady,” the old man laughed, “You lost so gracefully, giving me face like this. You’re really smart.”

Old Xu scoffed, “Old Gui, you were outplayed, and she let you win. You still have the face to take money.”

The old man ignored him, still smiling, “Young lady, I’m really not good at

Chinese chess. Would you be interested in learning Go?”

“I’m an amateur. I learn just for fun. If I were to seriously study it, I wouldn’t be able to,” Si Fuqing stood up, “Besides, I’m a celebrity, quite busy. I was just passing by to watch. I didn’t mean to disturb you.”

“No problem, no problem,” the old man was cheerful, “I mean if you’re interested, I can introduce you to a teacher.”

Si Fuqing politely declined, “I really don’t have the time.”

She recalled how she had to play chess and do miscellaneous tasks for three years to earn the permission of a certain elder to learn medicine, which still haunted her.

“I see,” the old man nodded, “Then do you have any other interests? If you like painting, I can gift you some paints, or maybe a Xiao or sheng?” To avoid further offers, Si Fuqing said, “I like embroidery.”

“Embroidery?” The old man was genuinely surprised, “Young people of your age like embroidery?”

Embroidery was an ancient craft, and with technological advancements, fewer artists practiced it.

“Alright, embroidery!” The old man looked at her appreciatively, “I have a set of needles and threads at home. Are you free tonight? You can come to my place, or should I deliver them to you?” Si Fuqing was speechless.

Why is this old man so unpredictable?

Who keeps embroidery supplies at home?

“Here’s my address, and my phone number,” the old man slowly stood up, displaying a QR code, “You young people use WeChat, right? Scan this, and we’ll add each other as friends.” Si Fuqing:

An entirely unexpected outcome.

Old Xu interjected, “Girl, this stingy man is rarely generous. Whatever he’s offering must be valuable; even selling it would fetch a good price.”

The old man glared at him, “What are you saying?”

Old Xu just snorted.

Si Fuqing eventually scanned the code, and the old man, satisfied, began to pack up the chess set.

“Wait, old sir!” Cen Xiaosi hurried over, “Old sir, how was my friend’s Chinese chess skill? Oh, I forgot to mention, she doesn’t really understand chess. You should have given her some tips.”

As she spoke, she deliberately made way for the camera to capture the half-packed chessboard.

The cameraman quickly moved in, knowing how to capture the drama and controversy.

[Does anyone else think this old man looks familiar? Wasn’t he at some important event?]

[So, did Si Fuqing win? Does she really know how to play?]

“Too much scheming, too little sense,” the old man stood up, looking at Cen Xiaosi dismissively, “What do you want me to advise? I need the young lady to teach me. Her chess skill is rarely seen.”

“As for you, don’t pretend to understand if you don’t.”

With that, the old man left without looking back.

Old Xu disdainfully glanced at Cen Xiaosi before walking away leisurely, his hands behind his back.

Cen Xiaosi’s face turned completely green.

She indeed knew nothing about the arts and entered the entertainment industry simply to gain fame and make money quickly.

She was usually well-liked by elders, so why did she keep hitting walls today?