My Cartoonist Strategy

If someone says that one day, the name of a Han nationality will burst the Chinese comic forum, it is estimated that many people will find it unbelievable.

but……

Park Yongtai did it.

Although the reason is not too glorious, just because he lost to Zhen Xi, and "The Soul of Chess" is also publishing the Beidou Cup, which gives readers a full sense of substitution.

"Really? Really won!"

"Don't care anymore. Blow hard today."

"You said, will the ending of "Chess Soul" be the same as today? If Xiaoguang can win Gao Yongxia, it will be perfect!"

"No matter, I decided to sit in front of the TV tomorrow and cheer for Zhen Xi!"

"The report, the goal has been achieved, let's calm down and watch the game tomorrow."

"Ms. Shen, Zhen Xi has already won. What Xiaoguang will do is up to you!"

...

The forum's replies were full of excitement and playful messages, and some people even started to change their attitude towards Go.

If "Soul of Chess" just made these comic lovers interested in Go, then Zhen Xi defeated Park Yong-tae, and they started to accept the sport in a real sense.

Many people, regardless of playing games or participating in certain sports, will look forward to the strongest group of people in this field.

Correspondingly, the forum of han country is full of sadness.

"How is it possible? Park Yongtai could defeat Zhen Xi by 3:o last year. How could he lose this year?"

"No, don't you have nothing? Park Yongtai has a chance to win."

"It's only half of the game. It must be the wrong step to lose the game."

"But Park Yong-tai usually doesn't go wrong."

"I think it's too careless, otherwise I can't explain Park Yongtai's mistake."

"There is still a chance, as long as we can pull back to a city tomorrow, we can win the game."

"I hope Park Yongtai will adjust his mindset and not be affected by today's defeat."

...

"Yongtai, did you see any comments on you online?" Li Zehao closed his notebook and turned to look at Park Yongtai.

"No. A group of 1osers only, reading their comments will only make me laugh." Park Yongtai shrugged his shoulders and smiled lightly.

"That's what I said, but we still have to consider the feelings of domestic chess fans. In case of losing tomorrow's game, the pressure of the chess academy and the dean will be great." said another han national chess player.

"What do you mean? You mean, I will lose?" Park Yongtai said in a deep voice.

"I also hate Zhen Xi, but Yongtai, whether you admit it or not, you are now at a disadvantage. You must face up to the current situation," Li Zehao reminded.

"No." Park Yongtai shook his head and raised his lips. "There is only one winner tomorrow, which is me."

Once you lose the game, let's not talk about the blame of the chess fans, there will definitely be good people, find out his Twitter and what he said.

If you win the game, those words will appear confident, but if you lose, you will feel that he is too arrogant.

He is arrogant, but he doesn't want to unite pride and losing the game.

The next day, the sky was not beautiful, raindrops were floating, and he was pouring.

The road was slippery and inconvenient to walk, but a large number of people still came to the Junhao Hotel to watch the second game of the final.

At noon, the audience arrived early to eat in the restaurant, Shen Xin and Wang Wenhong, each ordered a meal, and then sat against the wall.

Holding his tray, Shang Haozhi also came over and sat in the middle of the two.

Shen Xin glanced at Shang Haozhi's tray, above which was a Caesar salad.

"Mr. Shang, eat this at noon?" Wang Wenhong asked.

"Um. nervous, no appetite." Shang Haozhi nodded.

"I said, Mr. Shang, it's not your game, what are you nervous about?" Shen Xin puzzled.

"Huh!" Shang Haozhi looked at Shen Xin dissatisfiedly, "Isn't I still worried about you and "Soul of Chess"? If Zhen Xi wins, "Soul of Chess" can take advantage of this upsurge to sell another wave.

"No, didn't you give them all? The manuscript... depends on whether Zhen Xi can win Park Yongtai today. By the way, Mr. Shang, two, which one do you prefer?"

"Well... I lost the game and made people feel unwilling, but the rhythm is better. The advantage of winning the words is that people feel comfortable, but the structure is arranged, it feels a little stiff. For example, the last game, small The light lost to the deputy general of the 11th district, but when he played against Han Guo, he won the strongest Gao Yongxia, which is confusing."

"The reason has already been mentioned before. Didn't Kurata tell Ko Tatsuya after the first day of the game? Although "today's him" didn't notice the reversal, "tomorrow's" can certainly do it! This indicates that Xiaoguang is making progress. Not to mention there is also a foreshadowing. The reason why Xiaoguang is progressing so fast is precisely because of the existence of Gao Yongxia. He wants to defeat Gao Yongxia." Wang Wenhong explained.

"You are talking about the reason, and the reader knows it, but how to make the reader clearly feel the progress of Xiaoguang instead of borrowing from others?"

Wang Wenhong said something dumb, and what Shang Haozhi said made sense.

Since it is a comic, it should be more intuitively expressed in the picture, rather than borrowing text.

What will Shen Xin do?

Wang Wenhong looked at Shen Xin curiously, but saw him rubbing his chin and fell into contemplation.

At this time, the waiter of the restaurant brought lunch for two people.

Wang Wenhong took the pasta, sprinkled with cheese, and glanced at Shen Xin again, "Otherwise, after the game is over, we think together, let's eat now?"

"You said..." Shen Xin waved his hand and said with great interest, "How about'God's hand'? If you want to embody Xiaoguang's progress, should'God's hand' be appropriate?"

Shang Haozhi's eyes lit up, touching his beard, and thinking for a moment, "Yes, if you use the "one hand of God" to make the transition, the plot will be much smoother. By the way, Zuowei hasn't disappeared?"

"what?"

Shen Xin was stunned. Wang Wenhong had just lifted his fork and stopped. He first glanced at Shang Haozhi, and when he looked at Shen Xin shiningly, he moved his eyes to Shen Xin again.

"You see it?" Shen Xin looked at Shang Haozhi in surprise.

"It shouldn't be hard to guess? The words on the last page,'Can you hear me? Can you hear my voice?' I thought about the characters in "Soul of Chess" for a circle, and only Zuowei was the most appropriate. Has Zuowei not disappeared?" Shang Haozhi said seriously.

Some readers of "Soul of Chess" on Earth saw Zuowei disappeared and stopped reading "Soul of Chess". The animation ended before the Beidou Cup started.

People who only watched this part of the animation did not see this sentence.

"He? Who knows? Maybe it disappeared, or maybe there is no... an open ending, which is actually good, right?"

Shen Xin narrowed his eyes, picked up a spoon, and scooped a spoonful of rice.

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