Chapter 137 Disgraceful and Thrown at Grandma's House!

Ye Fan was pushed onto the stage with a bewildered face. Before he could figure out what was going on, he saw a perverted-looking man get up from the reclining chair and walk towards him.

"You are Ye Fan, the Go boy from Liangcheng?"

Ye Fan scratched his head, "I'm Ye Fan, and Go Boy is called by someone else."

Lu Jiahao was obviously not interested in this, but asked with a serious face: "I heard that you broke that Zhenlong chess game?"

This time, before Ye Fan responded, an uncle arrogantly said: "Why, are you afraid now?"

Lu Jiahao laughed, "I don't know if he is a chess god. I have to be afraid? I don't believe that the chess god is from Liangcheng."

He said with a sneer, "It's a mule or a horse, you'll know it by a test, Ryoko, tell him about the rules."

Zhang brightly nodded, and then briefly explained to Ye Fan about the on-site kick-ball challenge.

Ye Fan nodded, "Then let's get down."

Zhang Liang couldn't help but glanced at Ye Fan in surprise, not to mention whether he could win them or not, his calm demeanor was already worthy of praise.

Seeing this, the people below couldn't help but rekindle their hopes.

The game between Ye Fan and Zhang Liang lasted for a whole hour. Just when everyone was hungry and dizzy, they heard Ye Fan's shy voice coming from the stage, "I accept it."

The people below suddenly became smart, and some people said with wide eyes: "We won?"

"Yeah, we won!"

"My God! We finally won!"

"Ye Fan is worthy of being a Go boy, and he is indeed Master Ye's grandson. It really gives us a long face for Liangcheng!"

There were cheers and cheers from the bottom, which was even more lively than the New Year.

After suppressing it for so long, finally raised his eyebrows and exhaled, everyone was extremely excited.

Lu Jiahao couldn't help but stepped forward and glanced at the intricate lines on the chessboard. His gaze towards Ye Fan was no longer so casual, but he was also less cautious.

"I've only won one person, so I'm happy like this? I think you're just as successful. Dong Rui, come here."

Dong Rui heard the words and got up and sat on Zhang Liang's seat.

The people below were happy and didn't care about Lu Jiahao's hurtful words.

Now watching Ye Fan and Dong Rui's game more seriously, even if they are hungry, they are reluctant to leave.

Some people are so hungry that they can't bear it anymore, and they also order takeaways, and most people run errands to buy them.

Because Ye Fan won the first game, and he is the person who has consistently won the first place in the Go competition in history.

The people in the audience thought that he would pass the customs and fight a good battle, and their expectations rose to the highest level.

But two hours later, everyone was waiting for what Dong Rui said to Ye Fan, "You lost, but you are talented. If you go to Beijing University, you can join our Go club."

"..."

Everyone said they didn't want this compliment at all, they wanted to win!

The praise at this time is tantamount to humiliation to their entire Liangcheng!

At the same time, the old man who was watching the live broadcast in front of the TV threw his job and hummed angrily.

The housekeeper who had just entered the door hurried over to pick up the bowls and chopsticks, with a helpless tone like coaxing a child, "Elder Ye, what's the matter with you?"

Ye Hong stroked his chest while panting, "This stinky brat really lost my old face! It's no big deal for him to lose to Qingqing, but he can lose to those two grandsons, what a shame to lose to grandma home!"

The housekeeper glanced at the TV and curled his lips, "Old Ye, your requirements for the young master are too harsh, he is only a half-year-old boy, and there must be a gap between those old fritters from the Beijing University Go Club! "

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