后翼弃兵-第十章：美国锦标赛

When she came into the room, she saw a thin young man wearing faded blue jeans and a matching denim shirt seated at one of the tables. His blond hair came almost to his shoulders. It was only when he rose and said, “Hello, Beth,” that she saw it was Benny Watts. The hair had been long in the cover photograph of Chess Reviewa few months before, but not that long. He looked pale and thin and very calm. Still, Benny had always been calm... ...