Chapter 462: 215 Chess Encounter (First Update)_2
Translator: 549690339
Ming Jing placed the chess pieces one by one into the chess box, shaking her head at the words she heard.
âYou must not waste your chess skills. When the time comes for international competitions, defeat them completely and enhance our countryâs prestige. Especially since youâre so beautiful, let those foreign devils see that Hua Country is full of talented and exceptional people. Blind their dog eyes, so they donât brag about how great their little piece of land is. Iâm fed up with it.â
âRemember: there is always someone better out there, and the way of chess is to be humble and calm. If you are aggressive and competitive, youâve already lost the advantage.â
The young girlâs voice was as gentle as a spring breeze, her movements elegant and composed. The slanting sunlight fell on her body, accompanied by the light clouds and gentle wind, making her look like an otherworldly beauty.
Zhao Heng touched his head and muttered, âCompared to you, Iâm just too dumb...â
Elder Theodore Shelby snorted, âAt least you know your own limits.â
Ming Jing stayed at the Shen household until five in the afternoon. Before she left, Elder Theodore Shelby pulled her aside and chatted with her for a while before letting her go.
âThis time, the CMO competition is the real battlefield, with all the top players from the country gathering together. Itâs going to be one big challenge. I donât expect anything special in terms of ranking; I just want to survive until the end.â Zhao Heng touched his hair, wondering if it would stay on his head due to overworking his brain recently.ReÌaÌ£d new chapters at novelhall.com
Zhao Heng glanced at the young girl walking beside him, âBut as for you, I have great trust in you, haha. You will definitely make it to the national team.â
Ming Jing asked, âWho is on the list for this Jiang Province CMO competition?â
Zhao Heng counted on his fingers: âYou, me, Song Yinzhang, Xie Zhen, and that girl surnamed Liu.â
Everyone had a lasting impression of Liu Muxue from the training camp. She was the epitome of arrogance and domineering.
When he saw Liu Muxueâs name on the CMO list, he knew their trip to Jingzhou wouldnât be smooth sailing.
âJudging from appearances, you cannot see their true nature. People often only wish to believe what their eyes can see.â Ming Jing smiled and shook her head.
Zhao Heng wanted to ask her more, but seeing that Ming Jing didnât want to elaborate, he didnât dare to ask further.
Every conversation with Ming Jing was enlightening, offering a different perspective for reflection. It was very intriguing and broadened his horizons. At least after hearing Ming Jingâs words, when he thought about Liu Muxue and the Liu family, he didnât feel as much resentment as he did initially.
Both his mindset and his field of vision had expanded considerably, and he felt like he understood a little better.
âSeeing through appearances to their essence â is this what Buddhism refers to when they say all is illusory like dreams and water bubbles, like dewdrops and lightning?â Zhao Heng asked, puzzled.
Ming Jing smiled and shook her head: âThe Diamond Sutra says, âSubhuÌti, those who vow to seek and achieve supreme perfect enlightenment should maintain this understanding, perception, deep trust, and non-doubt, without being bound by outward appearances or confused by them, for the truth we cling to is but our own stubborn perception of it.â Only a world without any discrimination or preconceptions is the world of recognizing reality.â
Zhao Heng seemed to understand but still felt confused.
Ming Jing glanced at him, âYou do have quite a good disposition for wisdom...â
Zhao Heng quickly covered his hair, âI...I wonât become a monk!â
Ming Jing laughed, looked at the distant clouds, and spoke in a melodious and graceful voice that gently floated in the air, âWith thousands of mountains sharing one moon, a myriad of households all bathed in spring; thousands of mountains with rivers and moons, endless skies with no clouds in sight.â
Laughing and talking as they walked away, Zhao Heng stood there, watching the graceful figure disappear into the distance. Unconsciously, his lips curved into a smile.
He stealthily took out his phone and turned off the recording; he had recorded the entire conversation. He planned to study it carefully when he returned home, as not everyone could receive the true wisdom and insight of Master Ming Jing.
Now, even when he looked at the sky, the clouds, or even the trees along the roadside, everything seemed different.
Ming Jing received a call from the police station. The injured person she had saved the day before was out of danger and had been transferred from the ICU. The family insisted on thanking Ming Jing and said they would kneel outside the police station until they could meet her. Out of helplessness, the police contacted Ming Jing.