Ye Qingqing slapped her forehead with a blaming self and forgot Xiaotong's game. This competition was an Asian competition, and the venue was in Pingjiang City, which is the highest-level event that Xiaotong has participated in.

If Xiaotong can achieve good results this time, she will be able to squeeze into the world rankings, which is a great honor.

Before Ye Qingqing came here, she encouraged Xiaotong, but she had a lot of fun these two days and forgot about Xiaotong's competition today. She patted her forehead and punished herself.

"Xiaotong, it's sister... the competition is about to happen, right?" Ye Qingqing's tone was very relaxed, and she couldn't add pressure to Xiaotong.

"Well, it's his wife, Munan, who is very awesome."

Under the patient guidance of Tiantian, Ye Tong was able to speak fluently, but he still didn't like to speak, and only talked to people close to him. He also had social phobia, and he would be uneasy and even afraid when seeing strangers.

So in every game, the most difficult thing for Xiaotong is not the competition, but the face of all kinds of strangers. Fortunately, as the number of games increases, Xiaotong slowly overcomes her fear of strangers, and her mind is even much stronger. She is able to dress and take a bath by herself.

"Xiaotong is the best in my sister's heart, the best in the world, but you can't underestimate your opponent. Just try hard to compete. Whether you win or lose, Xiaotong is the best. My sister is here to buy you Chinese torreya, and there will be a lot of Chinese torreya when you go back."

After chatting for a while, Xiaotong felt relieved. A urging came from her phone. It should be that the game was about to begin.

"Come on!" Ye Qingqing made a fist.

"Um!"

Xiaotong responded, hung up the phone, and smiled shyly at Ye Mingcheng. Ye Mingcheng rubbed his head, "Go in, Tiantian and I are waiting for you outside."

"Um."

Xiaotong took a deep breath. The one-year-old boy took off his baby fat. His originally round face became thinner and he became much taller. He still had a handsome and elegant appearance, almost as tall as Ye Qingqing.

Ye Qingqing put away his cell phone and asked Lu Mo, "What is the level of wife Mu Nan in wo?"

She really doesn't know Go, but Lu Mo has studied it.

Lu Mo frowned, "Xiaotong's opponent this time is his wife Mu Nan? He is a genius chess player in the country of Wo. Although he is only seventeen years old, he is already seventeen at the age of thirteen. Now he is eighth at the time of eighth at the time of his chess. His chess style is very weird and he often plays cards without reason. Many 9th at the time of his defeat."

Ye Qingqing frowned. Xiaotong was only sixth rank, and the rank was one level lower. The gap was quite big. Moreover, Xiaotong's chess style was also a trick. These two people were half a pound and eight taels. This time they met a real opponent.

"Don't worry too much. Xiaotong is a winner regardless of the outcome of his wife Mu Nan. He is young, has a low rank, and has a short debut, so he has no psychological pressure. Instead, his wife Mu Nan is more stressed than Xiao Tong." Lu Mo analyzed.

The old man smiled and said, "This is just like fighting. If the opponent is a powerful expert, he will win regardless of winning or losing. Anyway, he is not afraid of wearing shoes at barefoot. Just fight with all his might, so Xiaotong won't be nervous!"

Ye Qingqing also laughed, "I think so too. Xiaotong is only 13 years old, four years younger than that wife, Mu Nan. Even if she loses this time, there will be a chance to win in the future."
Chapter completed!