My Cartoonist Strategy

Genius remembers the address of this site for one second: (Vertex Chinese), the fastest update! No ads! Countless people are leaving messages under the Weibo of Huaxia Chess Academy, Zhen Duo, Zhen Xi and others.

On the one hand, these netizens were unsettled for "Chess Soul", and felt that "Chess Soul" should produce the third season of animation. On the one hand, netizens hoped that Huaxia Chess Academy would have some responsibility at this time.

However, after nearly a week, the China Chess Academy still did not express its position.

Messages on the Internet have gradually subsided, but there are still some people who have persevered in sending private messages and messages, hoping that the China Academy of Chess will be able to speak out for "Chess Soul".

"I surrender."

Zhen Xi absent-mindedly looked at the chess game and went down to the middle plate. Seeing that there was no way to go, he confessed.

Li Tao took a breath and then smiled.

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

Zhen Xi nodded slightly, his face depressed, "Got it."

"Lose me, don't you feel so uncomfortable?"

"Well... It's just a game... I can't afford to lose." Zhen Xi grinned. "Anyway, I'm going to participate in the Go tournament in a few years. It's no big deal for you to play a few games."

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

Participating in the Go League means that you can learn from more masters, whether you are a long-time famous chess player or a foreign player, you have the opportunity to get in touch.

In the future, I am afraid that the gap with Zhen Xi will become bigger and bigger...

No way!

Li Tao patted his cheek.

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

"Right, Grandpa Dean... haven't you come back now?" Zhen Xi sulked his cheeks, feeling a little bit tired.

"Anyway, I haven't seen him in recent days." Li Tao shook his head. "Don't your father know?"

"My father is still in the field and I haven't contacted him recently." Zhen Xi sighed.

"Beidou Cup" can't be made into animation, which makes the chess players feel sorry.

Since Han National Chess Academy can question "Chess Soul", why should Huaxia Chess Academy get angry!

The little chess players said nothing, and what they said was insignificant, while the younger generation of chess players were divided into two groups. One group thought that "Soul of Chess" would be of great benefit to the promotion of Go. Stiffness is not worth it.

The two factions can't hold on, and there is no conclusion.

As for the dean, there is no intention to speak until now. Zhen Xi is very anxious, but can't help it.

"Cough... Zhenxi, are you waiting for the dean?" The little chess player on one side leaned over and pressed against Zhenxi's ear.

Zhen Xi frowned slightly, and the breath exhaled by the little chess player blew on his ears, a little itchy.

"Ok."

"The dean is coming, it seems that he is with another old man, too far away, I don't see clearly. It is estimated that the two are now in the dean's room."

"Huh? Really?" Zhen Xi asked quickly.

The chess player shrugged. "Not sure."

Zhen Xi scratched his head. "No matter, the dead horse is treated as a living horse doctor. Let's go and talk again."

"Hey, kid, when you speak, you must be subtle, and don't make the grandfather angry, otherwise, this thing will definitely blow." Li Tao reminded.

"Yes. I am mature now."

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

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

Li Tao mumbled.

Zhen Xi came quietly to the outside of the dean. The door was closed tightly. At one time, he thought that there was no one in the room, and there was a faint talk in the room.

He took a deep breath and punched what he wanted to say again before knocking on the door.

The conversation in the house came to an abrupt halt, and then a hoarse voice came out.

"Please come in."

Is the dean!

Zhen Xi was very happy, and could not wait to push the door open, glanced across the dean's room, but saw the dean sitting on the sofa, chatting with an old man.

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

Zhen Xi's eyes widened, and the old man sitting opposite the dean was Xie Chengbo.

"Oh, this little bunny, I didn't go to your house again, why are you panicking?" Xie Chengbo laughed and scolded.

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

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

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

Professional chess players also eat youthful meals. After the calculation power drops, it is difficult to gain anything.

"You're here, isn't it to find the old Xie?" The dean stroked his beard and narrowed his eyes.

"Well, what's wrong with me? Can't you?" Xie Chengbo's eyes widened, quite dissatisfied.

"You only came yesterday, where can he know you are coming?" The dean squeezed his beard and was not angry.

"Grandpa Dean... Actually, I did have something to do with it." Zhen Xi suddenly panicked, and he felt guilty.

"Come on." The dean beckoned.

"Well." Zhen Xi nodded and came to the two.

"what's up?"

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

Xie Chengbo raised his eyebrows slightly, making a wink at the dean.

The Dean snorted coldly, and gave Xie Chengbo a glance, "I don't know."

"Grandpa..." Zhen Xi's mind was hot, and he forgot all the words he just arranged. He could only use his instinct to explain things. There is no way to make the third season. Can our chess academy support it?"

"Why?" the Dean asked.

"Because it is a good comic."

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

"Because it is a comic about Go, it helped me..."

Zhen Xi, who was talking, suddenly saw Xie Chengbo shook his head slightly, suddenly stunned.

What do you mean?

Zhen Xi was puzzled and a little confused.

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

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

"Your story, I heard Zhen Duo said, but you have to be clear, the chess court is not your chess court, nor my chess court, but the chess court of all our Go players! "Chess Soul"... a comic What does it have to do with the Huaxia Chess Academy?" said the Dean coldly.

Zhen Xi was speechless and his mind was blank.

This is completely different from the scene he imagined.

"If it's okay, you go first... I and Lao Xie haven't seen you for a long time, and we have to chat for a while." The Dean waved his hand and motioned for Zhen Xi to leave.

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

"What?" The dean frowned.

"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.