Who asked him to play Go!

Chapter 140: Everyone is dead

After some mental adjustment, Jingshan finally sat down timidly.

It's like sitting on pins and needles, like a lump in the throat, like a awn on the back.

When he thought of being beaten by these two people two months ago, Jingshan's scalp went numb and he was in a daze.

The stamina of this mental pollution is too strong!

"Relax, I can understand your mood now." Dazhu vaguely saw through the wavering in Jingshan's heart.

"You should think on the bright side. The fact that these two people have reached this ranking is enough to show how strong they are. You are one against two, and you only lose by a small difference in the end. It is more proof of your strength."

After being reminded by his elders, Jingshan Yao immediately understood.

Yes.

The one-on-one process is certainly torture, but if you think about it carefully, it should be a medal of honor.

There is no doubt about our righteousness!

"Wait a minute, why do you know what I'm thinking at the moment, Senior Dazhu?" He was stunned and suddenly realized this.

Dazhu nodded slightly, indeed expressing no objection.

Seeing that he could not find a breakthrough from Jingshan, the reporter immediately turned his gun:

"Shi Yu 2nd Dan, you have been slaying dragons frequently in several recent games. In some of them, you clearly had the advantage, but you still chose to rush in and slay dragons. Was it intentional or accidental?"

Not only the reporter was stunned, but Dazhu was also stunned.

After some debugging, everyone was ready, and the reporter asked the first question:

"This year's Qi Jihad is very special. For the first time, a foreign chess player has entered the knockout finals. What do you have to say about this, Jingshan Master?"

The dragon is dead, the chess game is lost, and the Taoist heart is broken, but what happens next is a misunderstanding? ? ?

"Can you explain it?" the reporter asked.

"Misunderstand?"

Chess players who often slay dragons are often... Oops, this number is not enough, and they must slay dragons, otherwise they will not win.

"Shi Yu and Lu Sizhu are both chess players that I once played against in China. They are both very strong players. I think I have only a 50% chance of facing any one of them. No matter which one of them kills I will face it with a normal heart."

Celebrity is also one of Iyama's titles, and it is also the most common title. After all, chess master sounds too domineering, while Honinbo is old-fashioned, so celebrity is the most suitable.

If you are not particularly optimistic about your orphan treatment technology, how can you dare to make a fortune?

Slaying a dragon is different.

"Usually, optimistic people tend to like to treat orphans, while pessimistic people tend to be good at slaying dragons. Don't you object to this?"

After all, the work of treating orphans is often combined with fishing first and then washing.

Look, the tricky question has indeed arisen.

"Because I have seen the nine-dan players who played against Shi Yu yesterday. Guess how bad their mental state is now?"

Fight!Fight!

"About me slaying the dragon, it's actually a misunderstanding." Shi Yu spoke for a moment before answering.

"I would like to say hello to my seniors in this generation."

high!

Cleverly avoiding views on the openness of the event and avoiding falling into a left-right debate, there was another wave of official 50-50 evaluations, blocking reporters from asking the tricky question "Who do you hope to be able to deal with?"

Shi Yu nodded slightly.

In this link, "fishing" tests your courage, while "washing" tests your skills.

Instead, it brews a pre-war atmosphere and lets the audience see what they want to see.

The so-called meeting of the three giants before the war was certainly not a gathering to discuss family issues and to draw closer to each other.

Only when you feel pessimistic about the situation and cannot win under normal circumstances will you take desperate risks.

Using such a sharp label to summarize the characteristics of the Guzhi Sect and the Dragon Slaying Sect, Dazhu immediately respected Shi Yu.

"What about you? Are you a pessimist?"

"Actually, I have always been an optimist who is good at treating orphans, but I chose the wrong target and thought I was at a disadvantage. This is what I call a misunderstanding."

Shi Yu answered unconvincingly.

reporter:"???"

Jingshan: "???"

Dazhu: "???"

Are you able to say such nonsense as clicking the wrong button?

When people click on the wrong items, it's because they clicked on one or two wrong items during the official stage.

If you want to hit the wrong target in this situation and are forced to turn to kill the dragon, you have to save a whole piece of space!

On purpose, this kid definitely did it on purpose.

One side claims to be an optimist, and the other side is doing pessimistic things. The next step should be for you to be invited to the rostrum, right?

What kind of Soviet joke is this!

There was no way, Shi Yu couldn't be right, I was really just getting quest achievements, right?

"Then when you face celebrities from Jingshan, will you accidentally click on the wrong one?" the reporter asked.

It was another hidden and dangerous move. He actually jumped over Lu Sizhu and quickly advanced to Jingshan. It seemed like he was fighting against the fire. It was 100% certain that you could defeat her.

"Actually, I think that if we really have to face Mr. Jingshan, our chess game may not be able to achieve the goal we need." Shi Yu said lightly.

"Huh?" Jingshan couldn't sit still this time and smiled slightly to show his fighting spirit.

The meaning of Shi Yu's words was very clear.

The match between him and Jingshan will be fierce.

It's like an invitation to chaos.

“What about predictions of specific scores?”

"I don't know, but I hope it can end as soon as possible. After all, I haven't rested for a moment since I was preparing for the battle. If I continue like this, I might have to use a spoon."

[Cultivation of health and breath] + [Never take a spoon]: What did you say?

Although there were slight twists and turns, the answer the reporter got from Shi Yu was quite satisfactory. The faint smile that Jingshan kept his head down the whole time was the best proof.

Only low-class minions will look ugly when provoked, while real masters will respond with a smile.

"Next, it's you, Miss Lu Sizhu."

The moment the microphone came closer, Lu Sizhu straightened his back as if his tail had been stepped on.

"I'm here." Her voice was a little tight.

Oops.

Thinking about it carefully, this was Lu Sizhu's first formal interview with a reporter. His social phobia broke out again, and he quickly turned his two fingers under the table.

But people have to get through this, so let her figure it out.

"It doesn't matter, the questions I ask you are very easy. The first question is. What is your relationship with Shi Yu?"

Ok?

Okay, let’s play like this, right?

Lu Sizhu thought for a while, his expression jumping back and forth between nervousness and seriousness: "He is my uncle."

Dazhu+Jingshan: "???"

Shi Yu: "???"

Good guy, you still remember this joke, right?

The reporter’s CPU was also dry burned.

The reason why I ask this question is because I heard that these two people studied in the same dojo and can be called classmates.

I wanted to use this topic to ask about interesting things about learning chess and get some interesting material.

It turned out that he was my uncle and he couldn't do it directly.

Are the seniority relationships in China so outrageous now?

Two young people who are obviously the same age are actually uncle-nephew. Who would have thought that!

"Is he your uncle? A biological uncle?" the reporter asked.

"We are not related by blood, but he and my father became sworn brothers when they were drinking. I got the statue of Guan Gong."

Lu Sizhu also realized that he had accidentally said the wrong thing because of his nervousness.

But the atmosphere had reached this point, so I had no choice but to continue talking.

"This" reporter is still speechless.

Uncle, this relationship has been clarified.

But what does it mean for him to drink sworn wine with your father?

This relationship is too complicated!

If he continued to ask questions, more indescribable things might appear, so the reporter simply changed the topic:

"Today Cui Youzhen used her newly purchased attire to deal with you. Will you also make adjustments to your attire when you deal with Shi Yu the day after tomorrow?"

"meeting."

"What will you wear? Can you tell me?"

"Maid outfit."

"Oh, it turns out it's a maid outfit. It's quite... a maid outfit???"

Lu Sizhu nodded: "Shi Yu said it himself, he is not immune to maid uniforms."

Shi Yu finally couldn't sit still anymore and stood up: "Wait, don't talk nonsense, how do you know? Why do you say that I am not immune to the maid costume? Do you have any evidence?"

"Teacher Dazhu, I can testify that it was in the corridor after the first day of competition." Lu Sizhu said.

"what?"

Dazhu was also dumbfounded.

Can't refute.

Because this is true! The place where the conversation happened happened to be in the corridor of the hotel!

It was actually heard by everyone!

Suddenly, Dazhu felt the surprised look from the reporter.

The look in his eyes seemed to be asking: Why can the topic of conversation between you and Shi Yu be about maids even though there is an age difference of more than 50 years between you and Shi Yu?

this.

I am also dead!

"My situation at that time was not what you thought."

Dazhu tried to explain a few sentences, but found it even more difficult to explain.

It can’t be said that the topic we were actually talking about at that time was not maids, but female high school students. Because we felt that female high school students were not interesting, we switched to maids, right?

"Delete this paragraph! Do it again!" Dazhu simply stopped explaining and directly used his strong hand.

"Is this actually a live broadcast?" the reporter said in an innocent voice.

"Live broadcast?" Dazhu and Shi Yu were both shocked.

The camera on the side faithfully records a little bit.

Not only broadcast by Japanese TV stations.

Domestic chess players still watched the whole process.

Oops, it’s finished.

Everyone is dead.

(End of this chapter)