It's raining outside, and the sound of piano playing comes from downstairs.
Ning Youguang brewed a pot of Keemun black tea and nestled in the "Wu Sheng Study" playing chess with Shi Wangyue.
Her ability to strategize was far inferior to Shi Wangyue's, as she would jokingly say, it was "ten thousand eight thousand miles" apart.
Thus, every time they played chess, she would think for a long time.
Shi Wangyue wasn't annoyed; each time he would calmly watch her ponder before she finally made a move, and then he would quickly place his piece on the board.
Yet, despite how swiftly he played, his moves were still better than hers.
Ning Youguang pouted and huffed, "You know how to play chess now, don't you?"
"Teacher Ning taught well." Initially, he had learned chess from his sister.
"Of course." Ning Youguang lifted her proud chin slightly, "I taught you the best skills, so you learned and I lost, isn't that just logical?"
The illogical Teacher Ning was quite unreasonable.
