Xiao Han also joined the team posting New Year couplets. His next-door neighbor saw him and laughed, "Xiao Han, heard you made it to the city level in the Chinese chess competition?"
"Hehe..." Xiao Han chuckled and said, "Yeah, thanks to those seniors who gave me a break. That's why I've been able to progress so smoothly!"
"Cut the crap," Uncle Wang from next door waved his hand and said, "Those old foxes, each of them wishes they could strangle you. Who would give way to you? Who wouldn't want to take home that prize money of a hundred thousand yuan? Right?"
"That's true!" Xiao Han nodded his head in agreement.
At this moment, Uncle Wang came over with a bowl of paste for the couplets, smiling ear to ear, and asked, "Xiao Han, tell me... how confident are you about winning that prize money of a hundred thousand yuan?"
"Not very confident!" Xiao Han shook his head with a look of distress, "There are too many experts in the city, I reckon I have no hope."