Chapter 338 "Soul of Chess" And Chess Academy

Genius remembers the address of this site in a second: (Apex Chinese), the fastest update! No advertisements! Under the Weibo of Huaxia Chess Academy, Zhen Duo, Zhen Xi and others, countless people are leaving messages.

On the one hand, these netizens complained about "Soul of Chess", and felt that "Soul of Chess" should produce an animation for the third season. On the other hand, netizens hoped that Huaxia Chess Academy can take some responsibility at this time, and Han Guoqi Academy once again.

But nearly a week later, Huaxia Chess Academy still didn't make a statement.

The comments on the Internet gradually subsided, but there were still some people who persevered in sending private messages and leaving messages, hoping that Huaxia Chess Academy could speak out for "Soul of Chess".

"I surrender."

Zhen Xi looked at the chess game absent-mindedly, and when he reached the middle game, seeing that there was no way out, he made a throw to admit defeat.

Li Tao let out a long breath, and then smiled happily.

"Third time! This is the third time you have lost to me this week."

Zhen Xi nodded slightly, with a gloomy expression, "Got it."

"It doesn't have to be so hard to lose to me, does it?"

"Tch... it's just one game... I can't afford to lose." Zhen Xi grinned, "Besides, after the next year, I will also participate in the Go League, so it's no big deal to let you play a few games."

Li Tao pouted, but his heart was full of envy.

Participating in the Go League means that you can compete with more masters, whether it is a long-time famous player or a foreign player, you have the opportunity to get in touch.

In the future, I'm afraid the gap with Zhen Xi will become wider and wider...

no!

Li Tao patted his cheek.

Be sure to win a championship next year, and then join a professional team.

"By the way, Grandpa Dean...hasn't he come back yet?" Zhen Xi puffed his cheeks, feeling a little tired inside.

"Anyway, I haven't seen him in the past few days." Li Tao shook his head, "Doesn't your father know?"

"My father is still competing in other places, and I haven't contacted him recently." Zhen Xi sighed.

The "Beidou Cup" cannot be made into an animation, which makes young chess players quite regretful.

Since the Han State Chess Academy can question "Soul of Chess", why should the Huaxia Chess Academy be irritated!

The young chess players are soft-spoken, and what they say is insignificant, while the younger generation of chess players is divided into two factions. One group thinks that "Soul of Chess" is of great benefit to the promotion of Go, and the other group thinks that it is because of a comic, and Han Guoqi Academy. Shit, not worth it.

The two factions are deadlocked, and there is no conclusion.

As for the dean, until now he has no intention of speaking out. Zhen Xi is very anxious, but there is nothing he can do.

"Ahem... Zhen Xi, are you waiting for the principal?" The little chess player on the side leaned over and whispered into Zhen Xi's ear.

Zhen Xi frowned slightly, the little chess player's breath blew on his ears, a little itchy.

"Um."

"The dean is here. It seems to be with another old man. It's too far away, so I can't see it clearly. It is estimated that the two are in the dean's room now."

"Huh? Is it true?" Zhen Xi asked quickly.

The little chess player shrugged, "Not sure."

Zhen Xi scratched his head, "It doesn't matter, a dead horse is treated as a live horse doctor, so go and talk about it first."

"Hey, boy, when you speak, you must be reserved. Don't make the old man angry, otherwise, this matter will definitely be blown up." Li Tao reminded.

"Yes. I'm mature now."

As soon as the words fell, Zhen Xi stood up and walked towards the stairs.

Just this impatient...is he still mature? Well, the style of chess is quite mature.

Li Tao muttered in his heart.

Zhen Xi quietly came outside the dean's room, the door was closed tightly, making him think that there was no one in the room for a while, and there was a faint conversation in the room.

He took a deep breath, reorganized what he wanted to say, and then knocked on the door.

The conversation in the room stopped abruptly, and then a hoarse voice came out.

"Please come in."

It's the dean!

Zhen Xi was overjoyed, and couldn't wait to push open the door, glanced at the dean's room, only to see the dean sitting on the sofa, chatting with an old man.

"Huh? Mr. Xie...Grandpa, why are you here?"

Zhen Xi's eyes widened. The old man sitting opposite the dean was none other than Xie Chengbo.

"Hey, you little bastard, I didn't go to your house, why are you panicking?" Xie Chengbo scolded with a smile.

"No...Grandpa, you misunderstood me, I mean...I mean, tell me so I can pick you up." Zhen Xi quickly explained.

"No, you young people have precious time. You need to sharpen yourself during this time. Otherwise, even if you have a lot of time at my age, it will be useless." Xie Chengbo said meaningfully.

"Yes. Grandpa is right." Zhen Xi nodded.

Professional chess players also eat their youth, and it will be difficult to gain anything after their computing power declines.

"You didn't come here to find Lao Xie, did you?" The dean stroked his beard and narrowed his eyes.

"Tch, what's the matter with me? Can't you?" Xie Chengbo's eyes widened, quite dissatisfied.

"You just came yesterday, how could he know that you were here?" The dean stroked his beard without getting angry.

"Grandpa dean...Actually, I'm here to do something." Zhen Xi suddenly panicked and lost all confidence.

"Come and talk." The dean beckoned.

"En." Zhen Xi nodded and came to the side of the two of them.

"What's up?"

"That's it...Grandpa, do you know "Soul of Chess"?" Zhen Xi looked at the dean nervously.

Xie Chengbo frowned slightly, and winked at the dean.

The dean snorted coldly, stared back at Xie Chengbo, "I don't know."

"Grandpa..." Zhen Xi's brain became hot, and he forgot all the arrangement just now. He could only explain things by instinct, "I would like to ask you to help "Soul of Chess"...Now, "Soul of Chess" is being made difficult by Han Guoqi Academy , there is no way to make a third season. Can our Chess Academy support it?"

"Why?" asked the dean.

"Because it's a good comic."

"What does that have to do with our chess academy?" the dean asked.

"Because...it's a comic about Go, it helped me..."

Zhen Xi, who was talking, suddenly saw Xie Chengbo shaking his head slightly, and was at a loss for words.

What's the meaning?

Zhen Xi was puzzled and somewhat confused.

"Helped you? What does that have to do with our chess academy?" the dean asked.

Zhen Xi opened his mouth, but didn't know how to refute.

"I heard from Zhen Duo about your matter, but you have to be clear, the chess academy is not your chess academy alone, nor is it my chess academy alone, but the chess academy of all our Go players! "Soul of Chess"...a comic , what does it have to do with Huaxia Chess Academy?" the dean said coldly.

Zhen Xi was at a loss for words, his mind went blank.

This is completely different from the scene he imagined.

"If it's okay, you can go first... Lao Xie and I haven't seen each other for a long time, and we need to chat for a while." The dean waved his hand, motioning Zhen Xi to leave.

Zhen Xi lowered his head, clenched his fists tightly, and muttered to himself, "It's related..."

"What?" The dean frowned slightly.

"Grandpa Dean, I said... "Soul of Chess" has something to do with the Chess Academy!" Zhen Xi raised his head and looked at the dean with bright eyes.